The Black-haired Noblewoman, Who Disguised Herself, Seems To Have Been Doted On While Serving As The Caretaker For The Duke Who Dislikes Women - Episode 11
That’s right. Washing your entire body thoroughly means…
This hair dye powder is going to wash away completely.
Wh… what should I do? They’ll find out I’ve been pretending to be someone else…
Thinking that, I suddenly realized… that’s right. It doesn’t matter if other people see my real hair color anymore. The reason I dyed my hair so messily was because Countess Everly ordered me to do so, and now that I have severed ties with both the Countess and the Everly family, it doesn’t matter anymore.
But… they’ll probably be really surprised… If I show up with completely different hair before and after the bath…
That was the only thing that was a bit worrisome.
At the Everly family estate, they always rinsed their hair with cold water at the end of the day. After all, they had to dye it again the next morning, and no matter how much time they spent washing it with just water, the dye wouldn’t completely come off. Whether they washed it or not, it would still be dirty, but if they didn’t wash it at least once a day, their scalp would become unbearably itchy. And that made sense. They worked all day, sweating prof
But in this bathhouse, there is a soap that smells really good, and there’s warm water too. The more I wash, the more the dye powder washes away, and I scrub my head desperately. If any dye powder is left behind, it will stain my dress and face again.
Well, my one-piece is so dirty and worn out that there’s nothing I can do about it.
Finally finishing washing my entire body and cleaning the bath area as best as I could, I stepped outside and immediately heard Amanda’s voice calling to me from beyond the changing room.
“Michelle!? Are you okay?”
“Oh, yes! It’s fine. Sorry for being late…”
“Oh! I’m so glad… I was really worried because you were taking so long. I was afraid you might have gotten sick in there. I could hear the sound of the water running, so I thought you were okay, but… Hey, I have a new dress ready for you. Can I help you change?”
I felt relieved by Amanda’s words. How grateful I was. I had been feeling heavy-hearted at the thought of having to wear that tattered dress again in front of the duke, after having been allowed to clean myself up so nicely.
Someday, I want to properly thank Amanda.
“Thank you, Amanda. Yes, then please go ahead.”
“Yes. I’ll come in.”
Saying that, Amanda-san entered the changing room.
And.
“…………”
The moment they saw my face, they froze.
No, to be precise, it must be hair.
Looking at my hair, it’s stiff.
“Who?”
“M, Michelle here.”
With a puzzled frown, Amanda asked me that question, and I hesitantly replied. Amanda leaned in closer to me, staring silently for a while.
And then, suddenly, I jumped back.
“Eh… ehhhh!? Michelle-san…? Really!? Wh-what a cute person you are… You’re like a different person! And that hair…!”
C-cute…?
That compliment was unexpected. Yes.
“Ah, thank you very much… I haven’t taken a bath in such a long time…”
While I was making a painful excuse for the drastic change in my hair color, Amanda-san was staring at me with her mouth agape, not even blinking.
“Still, I was so surprised. You looked like a completely different person before and after the bath. For a moment, my mind went blank trying to figure out what had happened. Hehe.”
“Oh, I’m sorry for startling you, Amanda.”
While Amanda-san, who seemed to have finally calmed down, helped me put on a clean dress, I apologized, feeling a strange sense of embarrassment.
“It’s okay. …You must have really struggled for a long time, huh? Do you have any family?”
“Yes. Ever since my parents passed away, I’ve been alone.”
Even though I was taken aback by the question, I managed to brush it off. If I were to tell the story of being kicked out of the Count Everly’s household and ending up here, I might end up being sent back to the mansion. If that were to happen, I can’t even imagine the wrath of that family.
“So, you lived on the streets all alone when you were young? It’s amazing that you’ve made it this far. I mean… you must have faced all sorts of dangerous situations, right…?”
“Ah… n-no, well…”
“Did you ever think about knocking on the door of some facility? …Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pried so much. …Well, it’s done now. Yeah, it looks good.”
She must have been concerned because I was hesitating to speak. Amanda-san patted my shoulders lightly, suppressing the questions that were likely bubbling up one after another.
When I look in the mirror, I see myself wearing a dress of a much higher quality than what I was wearing just a moment ago. That said, it’s not as extravagant as something a noble lady would wear. The elegant, subdued beige dress has some cute white lace decorations here and there.
“Lovely… Thank you very much. Um, is this dress Amanda’s…?”
“Yeah. It’s my personal item. I’ll give it to you. …Hmm, it’s still a bit big. You’re very thin. But well, it doesn’t look bad.”
“From start to finish, really… Please let me repay your kindness someday!”
When I said that, Amanda widened her eyes slightly and chuckled happily.
“Hehe. Just your feelings are enough. …Now, let’s get going. I’ve already gotten permission from your husband while you were taking a bath. He must be waiting eagerly.”
Hearing that, my tension suddenly skyrockets.
I nervously followed Amanda out of the room.
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