In the fantasy world, there are servants such as butlers and maids. Of course, even in modern times, people are hired to do housework, but at least they don’t make them wear old-fashioned clothes like employees.

    At that time, Hongseol’s house was a fairly large house, just like I had seen before. Even though the world in this story is not Korea, if you live in a house this size, you can’t help but think that your wealth is extraordinary.

    Moreover, when we open the front door, we are greeted by a woman who appears to be middle-aged. Considering her age, fortunately(?) she wasn’t wearing a maid’s uniform, but she was an impressive woman with unique attire that reminded me of the medieval times.

    “Oh my, is the little lady here? Hello friends!”

    “Greetings. This is the lady who takes care of my house.”

    “Hello.” “Oh, hello..hello…yo…!”

    Hongseol’s employee, who had a good impression, welcomed us with a friendly smile. Since I am someone who has worked on the original work, I knew about it in advance, and my thoughts were, ‘Seeing him in person, he is such an unusual person.’

    However, Park Ha-eun, who had no tolerance and was very shy towards most people, was on the verge of a breakdown. The house of senior Hong Seol, whom I admired, was incredibly large, and there were people inside it, so how amazing was the surprise?

    Hongseol, who was looking at that, looked a little embarrassed. Of course, because this wasn’t what she intended at all.

    “Oh, I hope you don’t misunderstand. The clothes are worn by the lady personally, and it is not like an employee, but a normal employment relationship.”

    “Oh hoho! Oh my, what a mess. miss! Are you going to say it so casually??”

    “Madam, please stop calling me lady. Kids misunderstand…”

    “No! I had such a great desire for something like this! Even though I’m getting older and people are calling me a spoiled brat, I can never give up calling this pretty Hong Seol-yang “lady”!”

    The lady appealed her opinion so firmly that the superior-subordinate relationship between nobles and servants was insignificant. In fact, the two naturally did not have that kind of relationship. The mansion was so large that the two sisters couldn’t manage it, so they just hired someone to clean and maintain it.

    However, in the process, we ended up hiring someone who was immersed in the concept of a medieval user.

    She voluntarily used the title ‘Miss’ to sisters Hong Seol and Hong Yul, and wore clothes she personally purchased to work. All of this was not Sister Hong’s intention, but it was also something that she had to go through unintentionally every time a guest came to her house.

    “You know that Miss Hongyul is not home today, right?”

    “I heard it. So fortunately.”

    “Oh my, it’s a shame~ We noble ladies are so busy that we don’t get to see each other often~ This maid is so sad…”

    As Hong Seol said, fortunately, her older sister, Hong Yul, was not scheduled to come home today. Since he is usually busy with work, he seems to be away quite often. Of course, thanks to that, we were able to be invited to Hong Seol’s house.

    By the way, does that lady call herself a maid? It didn’t seem like she was the maid I knew… I felt a strong sense of cognitive dissonance.

    “Okay then, lady! If you need a meal or anything else, please call me right away! Because I’ll be taking care of the yard!”

    “So, that title…”

    “Ohhohoho! Our pretty and cute Hongseol lady~~”

    He was a man who lived in a mansion worthy of the expression, ‘This is truly a master plan.’ Just like that, she disappeared from our sight, and Hongseol just massaged her temples as if her head was pounding.

    “…She’s an unusual lady. You’re really good at your job, but… at times like this…”

    “I just like it, Miss Hongseol.”

    “Ugh…! Don’t play around with things like this, junior!”

    Hongseol seemed to have no tolerance for such things, and his usual resolute demeanor suddenly disappeared. It was really cute how he looked up at me with his lips pursed. After all, a couldere is the cutest when it’s shy.

    “Ah, anyway, let’s study first! I’ll take you to my room.”

    “Yes, Miss Hongseol~”

    “…If you do more, you’ll die, really.”

    There was life in Hong Seol’s eyes. I think I’ve said it before, but everything in this world has to be done well. If you take one more step here, it will be your turn to be shot by Hongseol Witch’s frozen beam.

    “What can I say about Hong Seol… She really feels like a princess…”

    “Profit! Even you, Park Ha-eun..!”

    However, due to Park Ha-eun’s performance, which reset the stack, Hongseol had no choice but to die in shame.

    * * *

    […So, you ended up coming to her house?]

    “Still, she’s a senior, but what kind of bitch is she?”

    [That bitch is cumming even if she is called that! What kind of trick did I invite you to my house to pull on me again?!]

    For your information, Yeji Lee has been sending messages once every five minutes right after Hongseol hung up the phone while provoking her. Still, he used to not look at his phone when meeting friends, but judging by the fact that he responded with a sharp reply to my reply, he seems to be holding on to it now.

    Meanwhile, when I announced that I was going to Hong Seol’s house, my smartphone immediately started shaking. I expected it, but I guess I should say that it’s typical of Lee Ye-ji to make a call like a knife without going astray at all.

    [Is that bitch next to you?]

    “There is, but don’t fight. Really.”

    [Don’t fight! When did you see me fighting, Ji-woon?]

    Does he really have no sense of remorse? Anyway, I couldn’t start studying until the phone call was over, so I looked at Hong Seol and hinted at her if she wanted to talk.

    “Give me.”

    “…don’t really fight.”

    “Who would think that I fight all the time, junior?”

    As expected, Hong Seol, like Yeji Lee, had a conscience. Hongseol seemed to have already forgotten the topic that was discussed through communication media today, not a few days ago, and Hongseol reached out to give him his smartphone.

    I never imagined that I would see a cat fight even if I was possessed by Geumtaeyang. Of course, what these two were doing was closer to a dogfight than a catfight.

    “I changed my phone.”

    [Hey, Hongseol!! I made it clear that if I really take Jiwoon home, I won’t leave him alone…!!]

    “Ah, junior..! It’s still there… ugh…! Haa…!!”

    [What, what! What on earth are you doing now…]

    Beep-

    Hongseol let out a desperate moan, hung up the phone, and handed the phone back to me. The expression on his face also seemed very relieved, as if he was enjoying the joy of his second consecutive win.

    “…If this happens, I’ll have to explain it to him again.”

    “I’m sorry, junior. Instead, I will teach you how to study really well.”

    Even though she was apologizing, she was still full of laughter. Was it really that good to give Lee Ye-ji a punch? Then, one day, I might face a backlash from Yeji Lee.

    ‘Maybe I’ll be used again.’

    The next time I met Yeji Lee separately, it seemed like I needed to be quite careful. As the heroines become more competitive, isn’t it ironic that it is the protagonist who has to behave the best?

    Of course, I don’t know why I, who am not the main character but just a villain, should worry about this, but the world is full of irrational and unfair things, so I had no choice but to be careful.

    “Okay then… shall we start studying for real now?”

    After clearing up the misunderstanding that Lee Ye-ji’s incoming calls were just Hong Seol’s prank, he began to focus on his studies. Probably, Yeji Lee would be suspicious if her grades were still the same even after receiving tutoring here, so she had no choice but to work hard to put Hongseol’s teachings into her head in order to shake off that.

    “So, this formula is substituted here…”

    “Uuuuu….”

    “Not even 10 minutes, junior. Come to your senses.”

    “Uaaaa….”

    “Park Ha-eun, you too.”

    It was the first time in a while that I had seen a string of characters and my head was a mess, but the same was true for Park Ha-eun, who was next to me. Contrary to his appearance, this guy is not very good at studying. I heard that he was in the top 80%, but even that was just luck, so now it seemed like his situation wasn’t that different from mine.

    “Uh, sister! Now that I think about it, I don’t think I need to study because I’m good at arts and physical education!”

    “Nowadays, studying arts and physical education is also important. Besides, you’re in the art field, so you have to go to college anyway, right?”

    “Hiii…..”

    “Stop talking nonsense and focus quickly. I know that if I take the note test and don’t pass, I’ll live here for the rest of my life.”

    “Hmm… that’s pretty good…”

    “What?”

    “Oh, no, sister…”

    It may seem like I’m mentioning this for the first time, but Park Ha-eun was an art-related artist. I joined the club in the first place, and it was also a time when drawing one more picture was more important than studying.

    However, that is only possible when the grades support it to a certain extent, and cases like Park Ha-eun who have nothing on their minds are an exception. Even if he’s not as good as me, shouldn’t he aim to be in the top 50%?

    Park Ha-eun is a pretty girl who is good at drawing because she is dexterous, but has no connection to studying, which makes her sad. But surprisingly, there was someone even more serious than him: Watashi, who ranked last in the entire school in subjects other than arts and physical education.

    Okay, who cares about whom? First of all, I have to do my best to get ahead. In a situation where we don’t know how long we may have to live in Lee Ji-woon’s body, wouldn’t it be necessary to make the bare minimum of preparation in order to maintain causality?

    “Uuuu… really stop…”

    “Still, there was quite a bit of progress today. Shall we rest for a bit?”

    “Yes!!”

    Park Ha-eun responded as if she were having a fit when asked to rest. I didn’t even have the strength to respond and was in a state of drooping. I would have rather exercised for an hour, but studying for an hour was nothing short of hell for me.

    “Are you having a hard time, junior?”

    “Incredibly…”

    “Hehe, it will get better if you keep doing it. Study stamina is different from physical stamina. As you do this, the time you can focus will increase, so it’s okay not to be too upset.”

    Still, I was able to feel a great deal of comfort from the sight of Hongseol stroking my hair warmly. The most difficult thing right now is probably the person teaching us.

    In the meantime, the fact that Hong Seol was worried about his juniors definitely seemed to show what kind of example Hong Seol could be for others. A girl who grew up early and is more mature than anyone else. Even though she sometimes looked like a child, she was a woman whose depth was as deep as the Mariana Trench.

    “ihihi. You worked hard, Jiuna~”

    “…What are you again?”

    As I was lying limp and being stroked, another hand came out from the side and started ravaging my blonde hair. It was quite funny that he told me that he had a hard time and all while learning about a subject he was also learning, but he didn’t try to move his hand away.

    “After deleting it, your hair is better than you thought? It’s so soft… it feels like a puppy!”

    “Sniff.. It looks like you wash your hair well. It’s a bit surprising.”

    “What are you smelling again, senior? Also, it’s surprising, I thought you were going to walk around like an animal??”

    Even though he was praised through narration, Hong Seol was unable to accept it at all in the end. He’s such a smell freak. Do you have a fetish for that, do you??

    So we ate the refreshments we brought and had a golden break. As I was enjoying the fleeting 10 minutes and waiting for study time to get closer, I suddenly began to hear the front door opening.

    “Senior. It looks like someone came…?”

    “…That can’t be possible?”

    Hong Seol suddenly becomes more serious. After all, there were only two people in the world who could enter the mansion by breaking through the various security measures at the door. One of them is Hong Seol in front of me, and then of course the other one is…

    “Oh my, Miss Hongyul! I heard you weren’t coming in today, but you came quickly??”

    “Yes, I finished the work quickly.”

    At Hongyul’s sudden visit, the three of us had no choice but to freeze.

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