The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen

Chapter 230:

The Villainess Hosts a Tea Party (4)

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Late evening

After eating the dinner prepared by Malik, the special chef who was difficult to invite, I went up to the third floor of the mansion where the bathroom was located.

With a full stomach.

After talking to my heart’s content.

Perhaps because the tea party ended more successfully than expected, I was in the mood for a good bath.

With the expectation that entering hot water in this state would melt away fatigue like a slime, I naturally moved towards the door covered with a red cloth.

“Young lady.”

“Did you enjoy your dinner?”

The young lady, sitting in her Fe*rari No.1, spread her fingers and gave a serious evaluation.

“9 out of 10 points.”

“Why 9 points? Where did that 1 point go?”

“That 1 point is for Ricardo. I like the food Ricardo makes the best.”

“It’s 100 out of 100 points.”

I ruffled the young lady’s hair while pushing the wheelchair. As expected, she was a villainess who spoke well because she was pretty.

“Then shall we go take a bath now?”

“Hehehe, I’d love to.”

“Today, I’ll give you a massage with aura.”

“Ohooo…! You’re useful!”

“This is why I learned to use aura.”

I opened the bathroom door with a pleasant smile.

And then.

-Tap.

I turned my eyes and smiled slightly at the impertinent hand that blocked the Sword Master’s path.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Malik…?”

“You’re asking because you don’t know?”

“I don’t know.”

“You shouldn’t not know.”

To Malik’s meaningful question, I replied in a tone that truly indicated I didn’t know. Because I really didn’t know.

“Is there some problem?”

“…”

Malik pointed to the blue cloth door next to the red cloth. Like the King of the Underworld telling you that your destination is hell, not heaven, Malik had a serious expression. ?

“I understand your feelings completely, Ricardo.”

“…”

“I can understand because I’m a man too.”

Malik said with a serious expression.

“But I can’t allow it.”

I nodded at Malik’s profound answer and placed my hand on my chest. I spoke earnestly, as if asking for a chance to defend myself.

“I’ve been waiting only for this moment.”

“Ricardo. I understand your feelings completely, but what’s not allowed is not allowed.”

“Why…?”

Malik, holding my shoulders, sighed deeply and said. That place is not where you should go.

“Isn’t that the women’s bath?”

“…”

“You’re a man, Ricardo.”

I smiled bitterly at Malik’s hand on my shoulder and removed his hand. Even if he was the boss who had bestowed grace upon me, there were parts that shouldn’t be touched.

As someone who had possessed another body was confidently entering the women’s bath, I gritted my teeth and presented a valid reason for Malik’s touch, wondering what the problem was with entering a bathhouse I had built with my own money, not even peeking.

“I am the young lady’s butler. I must attend to the young lady. This is the butler’s duty and destiny. Don’t other nobles do the same? Having someone to assist with bathing.”

“The Histania family doesn’t do that.”

“Then make it happen. You have plenty of money.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Ah… why are you being like this!”

-Shake shake.

Malik didn’t back down easily.

I thought it was natural, but I didn’t expect to encounter a variable here. With over 10 years of experience as a butler, I thought there would be no question about bathing together with the young lady… no, about attending to the young lady, but faced with Malik’s stubbornness, which was more Confucian than Confucian people, I bit my nails and quickly racked my brain.

‘Think, Ricardo.’

‘Isn’t it a waste of all the preparation time to give up over something like this? I’ll be brazen. Yes, I have no shame. If I push forward confidently, surely…’

Just as I was about to give in to desire after thinking for a while.

-Tap.

“…?”

I closed my mouth at the appearance of a woman who took away my excuse from me, who was holding the wheelchair handles.

“Duchess.”

Rosanna smiled slightly and spoke to the young lady.

“Shall we take a bath together with mom after a long time?”

“Mommy?”

“Call me mom.”

“Urgh…!”

“Mom will wash you after a long time.”

The young lady smiled hehehe and went straight into the women’s bath. I bowed my head and accepted my fate at the Duchess’s eye smile, which seemed to say ‘Not yet’ with a slight grin.

“…”

-Tap.

Malik patted my shoulder and offered words of comfort. Saying that today wasn’t the only opportunity, Malik’s touch offered the best consolation a man could give, and I walked towards the men’s bath with the blue cloth hanging, with slumped shoulders.

“Haah…”

My wistful gaze continued to linger towards the women’s bath.

Yuria entering with a bath basket.

“Then…! See you in a bit!”

Hanna looking at me with a regretful smile.

“Butler…! Should I follow you then?”

“No.”

And even Chartia, who entered the bath like a zombie with a tired face, saying this was her first time seeing such a tea party.

“…”

They fade away wistfully in my heart.

-Bear.

“Hm?”

I said to Gomtangi, who was walking leisurely.

“Why are you going in there?”

-Beaar.

Ah.

Gomtangi was female too.

I smiled bitterly and moved towards the men’s bath. I walked weakly, promising myself to build an outdoor hot spring next time.

*

-Rustle.

The white skin hidden beneath the clothes begins to reveal itself, emitting a subtle floral scent.

Yuria.

-Ah… this is embarrassing.

Hanna.

-Have I lost more weight?

Olivia.

-Eeeeek!! It won’t come off!

The women with smooth skin began to put their clothes in baskets with awkward smiles.

Yuria, covering herself with a towel, entered the bath with an awkward smile, and Chartia also entered the bath with modest steps, covering herself with a towel.

And then.

“Hooray.”

“Eeeeek!!!”

Olivia, receiving help from Rosanna to undress, was struggling to remove her clothes as they got stuck on her face.

“Eeeeek! Ricardo!”

The bathroom of the mansion, filled with beauties that could rival those of the empire, was brimming with the scent of spring.

*

At that time.

In the men’s changing room.

Darbav, undressing, struck a confident pose and smiled. Despite his middle age, Darbav had a youthful body.

“This is a sight I’ve never seen before. It feels sophisticated yet strangely reminiscent of Eastern style…”

Satisfied with the bathroom interior that was uncommon in this world, Darbav smiled contentedly.

“Did you reference Eastern bathhouses?”

To Darbav’s question, I smiled slightly as I took off my top and answered.

“That’s right. I designed it by referencing books, combining Eastern and Western styles.”

“I see, I like it.”

Darbav nodded and wrapped a towel around his waist.

“Shall we go?”

Kyle began to follow behind Darbav’s confident steps.

Kyle, who had a good physique despite being a magician, smiled contentedly and wrapped a towel around his waist.

And Kyle, who chuckled ‘heh’ at his father’s confident appearance, spoke to Darbav in an arrogant voice.

“I won, Father.”

“I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at this.”

Thinking there was no need to worry about the future of the Desmond family, Darbav smiled bitterly and nodded.

And then.

-Step. Step.

Kyle closed his mouth upon seeing Malik’s excellent muscles as he walked behind. After glancing at Malik, who had a towel wrapped around his waist, Kyle lowered his head and walked towards the bath, muttering ‘…damn.’

Malik, who had won in ninja-like confidence, smiled proudly and said to me as I undressed.

“Let’s go in now.”

I nodded with a small smile at the childlike competition between the three.

‘They’re not kids.’

And then.

All three of them closed their mouths.

*

At that time in the women’s bath.

“…”

“…”

“…”

All the women were holding their tongues as they looked at one woman.

“Hehehe. Bobbing up and down.”

Hanna clenched her fist and swallowed her tears as she watched the woman playing with her massive peaks.

‘…I’m not small either.’

Nevertheless, Hanna resented the world.

Yuria resented the cold of the North.

Rosanna was smiling pleasantly.

“Olivia.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t play with your chest.”

“Hehehe…”

Rosanna, smiling slightly at her daughter’s antics, lightly threw a rubber duck floating in the bath to Olivia, playing a prank.

“This is nice too.”

Tired of the nobles’ mind games, Rosanna looked at Yuria with a languid smile, enjoying the peace she felt after a long time.

“Miss Yuria.”

“Yes…!”

“How was your day today? Was there any discomfort?”

At Rosanna’s consideration, Yuria nodded with an awkward smile.

“It was fun.”

“I’m glad.”

Rosanna had a lot she wanted to say, but she decided to save it for next time. Not wanting to disturb this languid mood, she buried the heavy conversation in a corner of her heart and entrusted her body to the warm bath.

And then.

-Ricardo! Don’t stick to the wall!

-Let go of me!

Hearing the men’s cries from the other side, she smiled slightly and nodded.

‘Really.’

What incorrigible people.

Rosanna liked him.

And she was grateful for Ricardo, who stood by their side to the end.

With the hope that her oblivious daughter would understand someday, even if she didn’t know when, Rosanna smiled.

*

And at that time.

Chartia, hiding in a corner of the bath, carefully spoke to Gomtangi who was soaking in the water.

“Hand.”

-Bear.

“So cute…”

It was the first time Chartia started to like the tea party.

End of Chapter