The Unlikely Imprint of the Villainess and the Male Lead - Chapter 74
Chapter 74
Translator: Yonnee
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Damn it!
His base instincts—being fixated solely on Luciana’s partner—couldn’t even imagine the slightest contact with another member of the opposite sex.
‘Nothing ever works out.’
It was at that moment that a now even more conflicted Richt was about to pick up the wooden practice sword lying on the dirt floor.
“Boss?”
At that moment, Yvonne—who had just finished sparring and was walking over—approached him with a puzzled look.
“!”
The red eyes that caught sight of her immediately flashed.
‘Wait, if it’s Yvonne…’
Although she’s biologically female, she’s more akin to a comrade than a potential lover in his eyes. And Yvonne, too, harbored no unnecessary feelings toward him beyond loyalty.
In other words, she was the ideal person to have as his partner for the Spring Festival.
“Do you have a moment?”
Richt gestured toward Yvonne without any hesitation.
“What’s the matter?”
“Are you planning to attend the upcoming Spring Festival?”
Ever since being officially knighted, Yvonne had almost kept her distance from social circles—but since her family was a rather well-known count’s house, it was highly likely that she’d received an invitation.
“Pardon? No. Like the years before, I won’t be attending. I might be interested in a hunting festival, but the Spring Festival isn’t very appealing to me.”
“So, you did receive the invitation.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
At Yvonne’s lukewarm affirmation, Richt’s expression finally relaxed.
‘Are you happy that I received the invitation…? Suddenly, your mood has changed.’
It was good for me that my lord’s mood had calmed, but Yvonne couldn’t shake off an uneasy feeling for some reason.
“I have one favor to ask.”
“Command me.”
“You must be my partner for the Spring Festival.”
“…Huh?!”
Why was it that her ominous premonitions had never been wrong?
Yvonne waved her hand in refusal a beat too late.
“Partner? I—I haven’t set foot in such an event for ages, and I don’t even have an appropriate dress.”
No matter how loyal a subordinate one might be, participating in the Spring Festival with him was an entirely different matter.
Yvonne’s usually calm and steady expression was uncharacteristically tinged with perplexity.
“I’ll prepare everything else, so there’s no need to worry.”
“Well…”
“It’s just to fulfill the attendance requirements, so don’t feel burdened.”
What business would someone who despised social events have in a place that exudes such a tingly atmosphere?
“You’re the only one I can ask.”
“Boss.”
She was well aware of his very limited romantic entanglements.
“I’m sorry, but is this an important matter?”
No matter how much she thought about it, Yvonne could never associate the Spring Festival with her liege. So, she expressed a valid question.
“……Yes.”
Then, after a brief pause, he agreed, and it seemed as though he wouldn’t change his decision.
“…Alright, sir. Understood.”
Since Richt had come forward so insistently that it was difficult to refuse any longer, Yvonne finally let out a low sigh and nodded.
‘I guess I have no choice. It must be something quite important to the Commander. But why, of all things, the Spring Festival?
Could it be related to that?’
There were more than a couple of questions swirling in her mind, but since it seemed unlikely he’d offer any explanation, she had no choice but to quietly comply.
* * *
Time flew by like an arrow, and before they knew it, April had arrived.
The bright sunlight seeping through the curtains, the cozy feel of the blankets. Even the chirping of unknown birds.
Thum— thud!
“Miss Luciana!”
“Hmm…”
It was an utterly peaceful morning—if not for Mary, who was charging forward like a knight on the eve of battle.
“Miss, you need to get up quickly! You’re going to be late at this rate!”
“Just five more minutes…”
Luciana buried herself in the blankets and fidgeted, but for Mary—who was well-trained in handling her sleepiness—it was no contest.
“Hurry up and wash your face!”
“Ugh.”
What energy she has.
In an instant, Mary pulled back the blankets and, beaming brightly, pointed to a silver basin.
‘I feel like I hardly slept for a few hours, and now it’s already morning…’
Luciana lazily got up from her spot and put on her slippers.
Still, as she rubbed her face with lukewarm water, the deep drowsiness gradually washed away.
“Wow, the weather is really nice today!”
Before long, Mary, having finished tidying up the bedding, drew back the curtains and exclaimed in admiration.
The sky, dotted with fluffy clouds, was so bright that it made one want to go out immediately.
“Finally, the season for you, Miss, has arrived.”
“What do you mean by that?”
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