The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen

Chapter 231:

The Villainess Hosts a Tea Party (5)

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In the center of the mansion after returning from the bath.

The ladies, drying their wet hair with towels as they descended the stairs, were walking towards the center of the mansion wearing the prepared pajamas.

“So refreshing~”

“That’s right. It was really nice.”

“Me too…”

“Oh, by the way, Miss Hanna, why is your bottom so big? Miss Yuria didn’t look like that, you have an incredible weapon…”

“No, it’s just because I exercise a lot…”

Rosanna, humming as she came down, followed by Yuria, Hanna, and Chartia, stepped lightly on the floor, emitting a fragrant shampoo scent.

“Haah… This is nice~!”

Ricardo, who had already finished bathing and was sitting on the sofa, opened his mouth as he watched the beauties coming down the stairs.

‘Wow…’

As expected of beauties acknowledged by the author, Ricardo nodded and exclaimed in admiration at the sight of these women who were beyond the ordinary category.

‘They’re really beautiful.’

Appearances that could be mistaken for angels.

Despite their plain appearance without makeup, the sight of the four women coming down the stairs was overwhelmingly beautiful, to the point where the word ‘impressive’ came to mind.

The middle-aged Rosanna.

Yuria drying her wet hair.

Hanna’s curvy figure in white pajamas, and even Princess Chartia exuded an aura that was difficult to express in words.

Ricardo looked at the ladies coming down and asked the men sitting next to him. With the intention of giving credit where it’s due, even if it might seem vulgar.

After all, Kyle and Malik were robust men.

“Aren’t they all so beautiful…”

“So if we start a bathhouse business centered around the Desmond family…”

“That’s certainly good, but to be frank, the Desmond image isn’t very good externally. I don’t know about starting under the Histania name…”

“If we target the common people as consumers, wouldn’t public sentiment improve? As we gradually recover our image, we can expand the business to the nobility, starting with a premium to quickly gain profits compared to the investment.”

“Certainly…”

“I’ll support it with personal assets, on the condition that we exclusively include the franchise I operate…”

They seemed completely uninterested.

‘Are they eunuchs?’

Ricardo seriously wondered as he watched Kyle and Malik in white pajamas engaged in a heated discussion. He thought that even so, this was too much.

He hadn’t intended to ask anything grand. Honestly, even though Ricardo was greedy, he wasn’t broad-minded enough to volunteer as a love bridge. He had just spoken to brag about how pretty his friend was, but the two men showed no interest at all.

While it’s admirable to focus on work, how could they remain still with such beauties right in front of them… Kyle and Malik were concentrating on work like monks who don’t covet the predator’s prey.

Ricardo chuckled softly and looked at Darbav, who was focusing on Rosanna.

“Master.”

“Beautiful…”

“Master?”

“I’m glad I persisted in confessing even after being rejected five times.”

Having unintentionally heard Darbav’s love history, Ricardo smiled dizzily and stood up from the sofa to go fetch the young lady who would be in the women’s changing room on the third floor.

Now that he’d enjoyed a good view, it was time to get back to work.

“Miss Yuria.”

“Yes?!”

Ricardo gently stopped Yuria, who was drying her pink hair with a towel, and asked.

“Is there no one else on the third floor except for the young lady?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Then I’ll go get her.”

“Okay!”

-Thud.

“Ah, Mr. Ricardo!”

Yuria, who called out to Ricardo as he was stepping onto the stairs, greeted him with a shy smile.

“Today was really fun. At first, I was very nervous and scared, but I’m glad I came…!”

“I’m glad. I’m more thankful that you enjoyed it. And…”

Ricardo smiled slightly as he brushed Yuria’s wet hair back.

“You look really beautiful today.”

“What? Ye-ye-ye-yes? Uh, um.”

Yuria, with a face that looked like it might burst, bowed her head and stood still, unable to move.

Ricardo gently massaged Yuria’s shoulders as she fidgeted with her wet hair, then walked towards the stairs to the third floor.

*

In front of the quiet door of the women’s bath on the third floor.

Standing in front of the forbidden area for men that he couldn’t enter due to Malik’s interference, Ricardo swallowed hard and carefully pulled back the red curtain covering the door.

As the dampness from the wet floor and the warm humidity from the bath brushed against his face, Ricardo sighed with relief.

He thought it was fortunate that everyone seemed to have enjoyed it, even though he hadn’t expected them to. He had thought that nobles of high rank might dislike such things.

Although he had jokingly said he wanted to enter the women’s bath, in truth, he had wanted to focus on their reactions. He was afraid of ruining things with an excessive challenge.

He had been afraid that they might be dissatisfied with the tea party that was conducted more like a retreat than the usual tea parties they knew, and he wanted to gauge their reactions. As a man, it was difficult for him to understand women’s hearts.

“Hah…”

What a relief.

Ricardo smiled slightly with relief and took a deep step onto the damp changing room floor to find the young lady who might be hiding somewhere in the bath.

It would be disappointing if the protagonist was missing from the drinking party held to conclude the tea party.

Ricardo gently knocked on the closet door with his finger to be considerate in case the young lady was in an awkward state of dress.

-Knock knock.

“Young lady.”

“…”

“I’ve come to escort you.”

Receiving no response from the young lady, Ricardo carefully took another step forward and peeked his head through the gap of the closet on the opposite side.

“Puhah!”

And then he burst out laughing at the sight of the young lady sitting on the floor.

“Young lady!”

“Eeeek…”

The young lady, who had thrown the white pajamas on the floor and put on an unfamiliar pajama over her head, was struggling with her head stuck in the arm hole.

Ricardo laughed at the sight of the young lady trying to put on a strange pajama with black and white patterns, wondering why she wasn’t wearing the silk pajamas he had given to everyone and where she had gotten this from.

“What are you doing?”

“Eeeng… Help me.”

“No… Puhahaha, why are you wearing clothes like this? What happened to the pajamas I prepared for you?”

“I don’t like them because they’re dull. I’m the protagonist today, so I can’t wear something dull.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Ricardo nodded, thinking he hadn’t been considerate enough of the young lady, and carefully pulled her head out of the clothes she was stuck in.

With a ‘pop’ sound, the young lady finally escaped from the clothes and shook out her disheveled hair, exhaling.

“Whew. Thanks to you, I survived.”

“I’m glad you’re alive. But where did you get these pajamas from?”

Ricardo held up the pajamas the young lady had been wearing in front of his eyes, raising a question mark over his head.

Pajamas with black and white patterns embroidered on them. Ricardo smiled slightly at the pajamas with a hood that had horns made of cotton at the end.

‘Animal pajamas, huh.’

The young lady, who had procured cow pajamas, tilted her head and smiled slightly.

“It’s a secret.”

“Pardon?”

“It’s a secret.”

The young lady chuckled and reached out her hand to Ricardo.

“Put it on me.”

Truly, unable to resist the young lady’s aegyo, which was befitting of her world-class cuteness, Ricardo pretended to give in and put the animal pajamas over the young lady’s face.

Although there was no mishap of seeing the young lady’s naked body as she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, Ricardo thought it was fortunate that he could see the young lady’s cute appearance.

The young lady, who had changed into the animal pajamas, sat on the floor and shrugged her shoulders.

“Alcohol.”

“You should drink moderately.”

“Alcohol. Alcohol.”

“Young lady.”

“Eeeek! Let’s go!”

Ricardo patted the young lady’s head and slowly moved forward.

*

The drinking party continues.

Perhaps because expensive alcohol had been prepared, Kyle, Malik, and Darbav were smiling contentedly with their arms around each other’s shoulders, and Darbav was excitedly talking about trivial old stories while observing the two men’s reactions.

-Is Rowen still like that?

-Father is still the same.

-I knew that guy was stubborn, but you must have a hard time.

-Not at all.

The young lady was learning about alcohol from the Duchess.

-Mommy! Alcohol…!

-Clang!

-Urgh!

-I told you to call me mom, and didn’t mom tell you that’s not how you receive alcohol when an adult pours it for you?

-Hehehe… That’s right.

Yuria and Hanna were sitting awkwardly, tilting their glasses.

“Senior.”

“…Yes?”

Hanna, soaked in alcohol, spoke while keeping her eyes on Ricardo, who was making side dishes alone in the kitchen.

“You know, senior. What do you think of the butler?”

“Uh…?”

Surprised by the sudden question, Yuria couldn’t keep her eyes in one place and stroked her glass with her finger.

“Wh-what do you mean by that?”

“Are you going to be like that?”

Hanna twisted her glass slightly and smiled bitterly. Then, using the alcohol as an excuse, she spoke about what she couldn’t tell others, calmly talking about what Ricardo meant to her.

“You know, senior.”

Hanna opened her lips while keeping her eyes on Ricardo.

“I really like the butler.”

Madly.

“I like the butler.”

So.

“You should be on your guard too, senior. Because I’m not that nice.”

End of Chapter