The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen-Chapter 230: The Villainess Tea Party (4)
Late Evening
After eating the specially prepared dinner made by Malick, the difficult-to-invite special chef, I headed up to the third floor of the mansion where the bathroom was located.
My stomach was full.
We had a pleasant conversation.
Since the gathering had ended more successfully than I had thought, I really wanted to take a bath.
With the expectation that I could melt away my fatigue like slime in the hot water, I naturally walked towards the door with the red curtain, my footsteps slow.
“Miss.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Did you enjoy your dinner?”
The lady sitting in the wheelchair, Peri 1st, gave a serious evaluation, her fingers spread apart.
“9 out of 10 points.”
“Why 9 points? Where did the 1 point go?”
“1 point is Ricardo. I think the food Ricardo made was the most delicious.”
“100 out of 100 points, then.”
I ruffled the lady’s hair and pushed her wheelchair. She was a villainess who was not only pretty but also eloquent.
“Shall we go take a bath now?”
“Hehe, okay.”
“I’ll give you a massage today.”
“Wow...! That’s useful!”
“That’s why I learned how to give massages.”
I smiled pleasantly and opened the bathroom door.
And.
-Clang.
I turned my gaze to the impudent hand blocking the Sword Master’s path, and smiled faintly.
“Why are you doing that, Malick-nim...?”
“I don’t know, so I’m asking.”
“I don’t know.”
“You can’t not know.”
I replied in a tone that genuinely conveyed my ignorance, as Malick’s hand posed a meaningful question. I really didn’t know.
“Is there some kind of problem?”
“...”
Malik pointed to the blue curtain next to the red one with his finger. His serious expression was like that of the King of Hell, informing me that the place I was headed was not heaven, but hell.
“I understand your heart, Ricardo.”
“...”
“I can understand too, since I’m a man.”
Malik spoke with a serious expression.
“But I won’t allow it.”
I nodded at Malik’s profound answer and placed my hand on my chest. I was desperately saying that I wanted a chance to plead my case.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
“Ricardo, I understand your heart, but some things just can’t be done.”
“Why...?”
Malik, who was holding my shoulder, let out a deep sigh and said that’s not where I belonged.
“That’s the ladies’ bath, isn’t it?”
“...”
“You’re a man, Ricardo.”
I smiled wryly and shook off Malik’s hand from my shoulder. Even if he’s the CEO who has shown me favor, there are some things that can’t be touched.
The butler who dares to enter the ladies’ bath without hesitation, as if it’s nothing, is saying that’s a problem? I gritted my teeth and presented a reasonable argument to Malik’s hand.
“I’m the lady’s butler. I have to attend to her. This is the duty of a butler and my fate. Don’t other nobles do the same? It’s just a matter of bathing attendance.”
“Histania doesn’t do that.”
“Make an exception. You have a lot of money too.”
“I refuse.”
“Ah... why are you like this!”
– Sigh.
Malik, who wouldn’t back down easily.
I thought it was natural, but I didn’t expect to encounter a variable here. As a butler with over 10 years of experience, I wouldn’t question bathing with the lady... no, attending to the lady, but Malik’s stubbornness, which was thicker than the Confucian ideology of the Korean people, made me bite my tongue and think quickly.
“Think about it, Ricardo.”
“It’s a waste to give up now, after preparing for so long. I’ll take the risk. I have no shame. If I push forward confidently, it’ll definitely...”.
I thought for a while, about to surrender to my desires.
– Thud.
“...?”
The appearance of the woman who took away my excuse, holding the wheelchair’s handle, made me shut my mouth.
” Duchess.”
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Rosanna smiled faintly and spoke to the lady.
“Why don’t we take a bath together, mom, for old times’ sake?”
“Mom?”
“I said mom.”
“Eek...!”
“I’ll wash your back for you, mom.”
The lady smiled brightly and entered the ladies’ bath without hesitation. I bowed my head, accepting my fate, at the duchess’s smile, which seemed to say, “It’s not over yet.”
...
– Thud.
Malik patted me on the shoulder, offering me comfort. With a reassuring smile, he handed me the best consolation a man could give, and I walked into the men’s bathhouse, my shoulders slumped, feeling like I was wearing a blue sky.
“Sigh...”
Malik’s gaze lingered on the women’s bathhouse.
Yuria entered with a bath bucket.
“Then...! See you in a bit!”
Hanna gave me a reluctant smile.
“Manager...! Should I follow you?”
“No.”
Even Shartia, who looked tired, joined in, saying it was her first time attending such an event, and walked into the bathhouse like a zombie.
“...”
It felt like my heart was floating away.
– Gom.
“Hmm?”
I looked at Gom-tang, who was walking towards me with an awkward gait, and asked.
“Why are you going in there?”
– Ko-om.
Ah.
Gom-tang was a girl too.
I let out a dry laugh and walked into the men’s bathhouse. I decided to make an outdoor hot spring and walked weakly, feeling exhausted.
*
– Squeak.
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The white skin hidden beneath their clothes began to reveal itself, exuding a subtle floral scent.
Yuria.
– Ah... I’m embarrassed.
Hanna.
– You’ve lost more weight.
Olivia.
– Eeek!! Don’t take it off!
The women with smooth skin started to undress, their awkward smiles making them look even more uncomfortable.
Yuria, wrapped in a towel, walked into the bathhouse with an awkward laugh, and Shartia followed, her body also wrapped in a towel, her footsteps quiet and reserved.
And.
“Hurray.”
“Eeek!!!”
Olivia, with Rosanna’s help, was struggling to take off her clothes, which ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) had gotten stuck on her face.
“Eeek! Riccardo!”
The bathhouse in the mansion, where the beauties had gathered, was filled with the sweet scent of spring.
*
At that moment.
The men’s locker room.
Darbab, who was undressing, struck a confident pose and smiled. Despite being middle-aged, Darbab had a youthful physique.
“This is an unprecedented view. It’s refined and somehow gives off an Eastern vibe...”
Darbab, who was pleased with the unusual interior design of the bathhouse, wore a satisfied smile.
“Did you reference Eastern-style bathhouses?”
I smiled slightly and replied to Darbab’s question, as I took off my top.
“That’s correct. I combined Eastern and Western styles, referencing books to design it.”
“Ah, I like it.”
Darbab nodded and wrapped a towel around his waist.
“Let’s go take a look.”
I followed Darbab’s confident stride, with Kyle trailing behind us.
Kyle, despite being a mage, had a good physique and wore a satisfied smile as he wrapped a towel around his waist.
And seeing his father’s confident appearance, Kyle let out a ‘pick’ laugh and said in a proud voice, “I won, Father.”
“I don’t know whether to laugh or cry about this.”
Darbab shook his head, thinking that there was no need to worry about the future, and smiled wryly.
And...
-Thud, thud.
Kyle’s eyes widened as he saw Malik’s impressive muscles, and he quickly looked away, his face reddening. As he walked into the bathhouse, he muttered, “...Damn it.”
Malik, who had won with his confidence, wore a proud smile as he said to me, who was undressing, “Now it’s our turn.”
I smiled slightly and nodded, feeling the childish tension between the three men.
‘They’re not kids anymore.’
And...
“...”
All three men fell silent.
*
At the same time, in the women’s locker room.
“...”
“...”
“...”
All the women were staring at one woman, holding back their words.
“Hehe, so cute.”
A woman was playing with her massive breasts, and Hanna, seeing her, clenched her fists and held back tears.
‘...I’m not small either.’
Yet, Hanna hated the world.
Yuria hated the cold of the North.
And Rosanna wore a pleasant smile.
“Olivia.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t play with my heart.”
“Hehe...”
Rosanna, amused by her daughter’s mischief, lightly tossed a rubber ducky floating in the bathtub to Olivia, playing a prank.
“This is nice too.”
Rosanna, exhausted from the noble families’ nerve-wracking games, wore a languid smile as she gazed at Yuri, feeling a sense of peace she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
“Yuri-san.”
“Yes...!”
“How was your day? Wasn’t it uncomfortable?”
Rosanna’s concern brought an awkward smile to Yuri’s face, who nodded her head.
“It was fun.”
“I’m glad.”
Rosanna had many things she wanted to say, but decided to put them off for later. She didn’t want to ruin this relaxed atmosphere, so she buried the heavy topics deep in her heart and entrusted her body to the warm bathtub.
And.
-Ricardo! Don’t stick to the wall!
-Let go!
Rosanna chuckled softly and nodded her head at the commotion coming from the men on the other side.
“Really.”
These were people who couldn’t be helped.
Rosanna liked that about him.
And she was grateful for Ricardo, who stayed by her side until the end.
Rosanna smiled, hoping that one day her careless daughter would understand and appreciate it.
*
At that moment.
Shartiya, hiding in the corner of the bathtub, carefully spoke as she gazed at the soaked teddy bear.
“Hand.”
-Bear.
“So cute...”
Shartiya was finally enjoying the tea party for the first time.
