I Would Like To Live A Different Life If I Could Go Back In Time - Episode 22

I had mentioned that I would be returning in the morning, so it seems the butler was waiting at the entrance. And once again, I was shown to the guest room.

A guest room with absolutely nothing in it, not even personal belongings.

……This is enough for me.

“What is family?” I can’t help but think about it at times like this.

It’s not that I want to play pretend as a close-knit family, but when I’m treated as if I’m not part of the family, it makes me feel a bit complicated.

“Miss Yuria, I will call the maids now, so please wait a moment.”

After the butler said that and left the room, three maids, including the head maid, immediately entered the room.

“Miss Yuria, welcome back. The master has instructed us to ensure you are in the best condition for tomorrow’s tea party.”

The head maid said that, took me to the bathhouse, and a full-day spa treatment was carried out.

There was a check on manners when we had afternoon tea under the pretext of a break. It was like riding a bike. I was praised for doing it very well.

I muttered, “It’s thanks to Eme.”

Yeah, yeah, my meals were also focused on beauty. I don’t think it would make much difference if I ate like that for just one day, though.

“Welcome back, Sister Yuria. Since you’re getting used to living as a commoner, aren’t you having a hard time?”

When Jonas makes such a sarcastic remark, the youngest brother, Allen, also chuckles. They both seem to be the same as ever.

“You’re as usual. Close that mouth of yours.”

I said that and tried to forcibly close their mouths with magic. Both of them widened their eyes in surprise. And they were mumbling something.

“That’s too bad. If you can’t even dispel such a simple spell, aren’t you just a failure even as a noble?”

It seems they were so furious because they didn’t expect me to fight back. Did they not like being called useless?

Both of them are trying to dispel the magic, but they can’t because they can’t chant the spell.

“Yuria, release it. Jonas and Allen, apologize to Yuria.”

I snap my fingers to dispel the magic, thinking that there’s no helping it, as my father said.

“Because this guy!”

“Yuria is your sister. Not this one. Apologize.”

It feels like the world is about to end if Dad is telling the younger brothers.

“I don’t need an apology that lacks substance. Father, thank you for the dress. Tomorrow, I will be going to the tea party in the dress you bought for me.”

“Ah. Make sure not to make any mistakes.”

As for my mother, she remained silent, perhaps wary of me.

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Cough cough.

“Ah, you’re coughing. Take the day off today.”

“However, Father. Tomorrow is an important tea party held at the palace. As Prince Randolph’s fiancée, I will endure this much to attend.”

“Clara, you’re absent tomorrow. Got it?”

“But…”

“Time off. Nice, huh?”

“…Yes, Father.”

“Lady Clara, you must not move to the Duke’s side. Let’s return to the room.”

“Grandma, I understand. Father, good night.”

“……”

Clara left the room, escorted by her nurse.

“Kelku, add about a week’s worth of medicine for Clara.”

“Understood.”