The Fake Saint of a Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 23.2

“What’s wrong?”

The maid covered her face with her arms at my embarrassed question, and then raised her voice.

“My lady! A girl I don’t know the name of!”

No, I already introduced myself earlier.

My eyes widened as I looked down at the maid, who had forgotten my name or was she singing?

“Ok, do you speak?”

“You’re so beautiful that I think I’d go blind!”

I stopped approaching the maid at her silly comments. Then another maid who was on the floor got up and shook her shoulder.

“No! You can’t go blind! Then you can’t appreciate this lady’s insane beauty anymore!”

“Ugh. That’s right… I will endure with will…!”

“…”

I couldn’t say a word in this crazy conversation.

Edith was a beautiful villainess in a reverse harem game, but now that I had her face, I couldn’t sympathize with her.

The maids put me in front of the mirror as their lips trembled. One brought a silver hair ornament – which looked like a hairpin – to my curled hair and a big smile spread across her face.

“My lady’s face is so pure that I thought the sexy dress might not suit her, but why? It looks so good on you!”

“Thank you.”

After hearing my thanks, the maid began to tremble.

“Hmm… Why did I think that you wouldn’t look good in it? I want to slap my foolish face. Hey, slap me on the cheek.”

I turned around, stunned as I saw the other maid really raise her hand as if to hit her.

“No, please don’t do that.”

No matter how beautiful Edith was, I still thought their reactions were too much. But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I could somehow understand them a little.

The light blue mini dress, which went well with Edith’s rich silver hair, looked surprisingly good on her – on me. Although she was thin, Edith wasn’t short of stature, so her long arms and legs were refreshing to look at.

“It’s such a shame to show you to the boss. I want to appreciate your beauty alone.”

“What?”

I frowned at what the maid said.

What did I just hear?

I thought I heard something wrong, and I looked back at the maid, but then I heard someone knocking on the toilet room door.

KNOCK KNOCK

“My lady, it’s me.”

Valérez previously said he had something to attend to and went to do his business for a while.

“Have you changed your clothes?”

“Yes,” I replied with a short nod and turned to the maid, who blinked her eyes as if she didn’t want to open the door, “you may come in.”

CLICK

The handle with a golden lion engraved on it turned, and Ares trudged into the room.

“What’s taking so long? You’re here for a while now.”

“I’m sorry. I fell asleep while taking a bath.”

I rose from my seat, smiling face to face at Ares who was grumbling.

“…”

Then Valérez, who was slowly walking towards the center of the toilet room, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“Lord Ares?”

I approached him, who wasn’t moving as if he was a plastered statue, and frowned at his curious eyes.

‘Why did he stop coming?’

“Are you alright?”

Ares’ jaw twitched as I came close to ask. Only then did I realize that he wasn’t breathing and my eyes widened with concern.

“Why aren’t you breathing?”

“…”

“Hmm. Am I that pretty?”

“What?”

The maids’ reaction was weird but ok, and yet Ares’ was a little unexpected. He lived every day looking at women dressed up in fancy clothes after all.

‘This dress belonged to the house diva, too.’

No matter how much Edith’s appearance was to his liking, I had no idea he’d react like this. When I first met him, he didn’t seem like he was the least bit interested in how I dressed up.

“Do I look good in this dress?” I asked him as I smiled brightly at the frozen Valérez, spinning in place in the thin dress just like a fairy’s dress fluttering in the air.

“…you look cold. But if the lady likes it, then…”

Valérez, who turned his gaze to my question, refused to admit I looked pretty, but I could see that he was steadily falling in love with me.

<SYSTEM> Valérez Toledo’s likeability increases. +0.5 Pepper.

<SYSTEM> Valérez Toledo’s likeability increases. +1 Pepper.

And that was because his erection, no, his likability continued to rise steadily.

‘It’s kind of cute to see him like this.’

I opened my mouth as I bent down to peer into Valérez’s face, which I couldn’t even make eye contact with.

“Shall we wear this on our date, too?”

“Are you crazy?” he screamed.

I merely shrugged and glanced at him and his red earlobes, “What? Why?”

“My lady, you’ll freeze to death.”

Surely the dress I was wearing now used a little less fabric than the style of the average young aristocrat. But even so, freeze to death?

“…It’s summer now,” I commented.

Right now, even Ares was wearing an open shirt too.

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