Volume 2 - CH 18
Level 99 Villainous Daughter
After I moved here as the Lord, the mansion has constantly been receiving visitors. From the neighbouring Lords, influential people and even questionable merchants have asked to meet me.
I tried to meet them personally whenever possible, but the latter more often than not is a waste of time. Sometimes I order to chase those merchants away.
Some of them will try to sell you expensive furniture or paintings and sometimes they come up with shady schemes with the promise of quick profits.
ãDo those shady people come everywhere?ã
ãIâve heard that if you replace them, other shady people will come. Theyâre looking for nobles who can be easily fooled.ã
Patrick explained.
Itâs kinda upsetting that people think that I am easy to fool. Besides, Iâm the worst type of customer they can get, I donât buy expensive things.
ãDo I look that gullible? Iâm going to be firm.ã
ãâ¦Are you?ã
ãI wonât buy expensive things.ã
ãThe staff.ã
I couldnât say anything back. Sure it helped fill up the large hole, but Iâm the one who caused it.
Those questionable merchants are here today. They said that they have something Iâm going to like, but everyone who came said the same thing. Once, after they said something like that, they ended up offering me a perfume.
There is no point in buying smelly water when my friend sent me their favorite perfume without being prompted.
Sometimes I smell good because I donât want the perfume that she sent to become a waste. And not because he would notice or she sent it.
Patrick looked a little grumpy when I said that I was going to deal with the merchant.
ãI can turn them away quickly? You donât need to bother meeting them.ã
ãItâs fine⦠that reminds me! Patrick, you can come and see how I firmly refuse him.ã
They are probably going to offer me something that I donât need anyway. Iâll turn them down after listening to their offer for a moment.
A shady-looking merchant was waiting alone in the room when I entered. With his distinctive moustache, he stood up and bowed his head with a grin.
ãThank you for meeting me again. Iâm with Alley Company.ã
He said, looking at Patrick in the eyes.
There are a lot of people like this. Having a female as the head of the family or female Count is rarely heard here. Therefore, if the nobles a merchant saw are a couple, they would always think the male is the familyâs head.
When they tried to sell clothing and accessories, theyâd always talk to me and some people greet Patrick first or talk about politics only to Patrick. But Iâm the head of the family.
I quickly nip it in the buds.
ãNice to meet you. Iâm Yumiela Dolknes, the head of the family and the Count. How strange, have we met before?ã
ãRecently, Patrick-sama visited the companyâs building in the royal capital. I thank him for that time.ã
Thereâs no hesitation in his answer as he bowed to Patrick.
Ah, heâs talking to Patrick, isnât he? My paranoia made me jump to a conclusion and look where it got me, how embarrassing.
I guess this happened when we were staying in the capital. I wondered where he was wandering off sometimes, it turned out he had business with this shady person in their company. I wanted him to bring me along because it looks interesting.
Regardless, I will apologize for being a little hotheaded.
ãIâm sorry, by any chance, do you have any business with Patrick?ã
ãNo, no, today I brought some products that I think both of you might like. Our company deals with rare artifacts from the dungeon.ã
It tugged my heartstrings. So far, Iâve never had such a fascinating merchant visit me. But the timing was so bad, just after I said Iâd be more firm.
But I was curious about what kind of things Patrick had purchased for me from this merchant.
ãHey, Patrick. What did you get?ã
ãâ¦I ended up not buying anything. Isnât that right?ã
ãYes. Unfortunately, no transaction happened.ã
When Patrick asked for affirmation in a prickly tone, the man obediently nodded his head.
That sounds like a lie, Iâm sure he bought a magical artifact from dungeon drops in secret. The merchantâs grin is proof⦠no, heâs been grinning from the beginning.
The man deepened his smile and whispered.
ãDid you give it to her yet?ã
He may think that heâs whispering so I canât hear their conversation, but my enhanced hearing can pick it up.
Give it to me? Maybe itâs a surprise gift for me? I want brass knuckles.
Wait a minute. My predictions are often off so itâs useless to rejoice in vain. Thereâs nothing to celebrate and I have no plan to in the future.
But I just pretend that I didnât notice their whisper.
The man laid out his goods on the table between us and started to explain them one by one.
The first one is a bottle of white powder. Iâm starting to enjoy this, maybe this isnât as bad as I thought.
ãThis is a bottle of sugar that wonât be absorbed by the body.ã
ãThatâs a sugar, huhâ¦ã
ãIt tastes as sweet as regular sugar, without the nutrition.ã
ãâ¦What do you mean?ã
Glucose is a quick source of energy, but without nutrition, then itâs just useless. Itâs surely a rare item that nobody wants, I donât want it either.
For some reason, Patrick took a bite of it.
ãWow, this must be selling like crazy.ã
ãBut the price is quite expensive⦠our customers are usually nobleâs daughters and ladies. Of course, we keep our customersâ identities confidential.ã
Why did they sell zero-calorie sugar? Is there a trend to starve to death while eating something sweet?
I told him that I have no interest in joining such a perverse trend.
ãI donât need it.ã
ãShe doesnât need it.ã
Patrick gave my small body the once-over look.
Oh, I get it, itâs diet sugar. In the previous world, it must have been products that were sweetened with amino acids or something.
I donât need it, especially if itâs something to lose weight. My lightweight is a weakness, so I prefer something that could help me gain weight. If I could keep my current body shape and weight about a ton, my physical attacks would be even more powerful. And the good thing is, I wonât get so easily blown away.
The man knew that he wouldnât be able to sell the sugar and move to introduce the next product.
ãThis is a potion of youth.ã
He presented a bottle with green liquid in it. Iâm starting to enjoy this, maybe this isnât as bad as I thought.
Eternal youth and immortality are two powers that people have always wanted. It wouldnât be surprising if there were conflicts around the world over these.
When I lean forward to look at the bottle closely, he quickly explains.
ãThe truth is this is a detoxifying potion, when applied to the skin, it rejuvenates the skin. All the wrinkles and saggy skin will disappear. Ah, please note that the effects may vary from person to person.ã
My excitement deflates once I know it was a dubious cosmetic product.
I was expecting some valuable items from the dungeon but it was a complete disaster. Sugar isnât even a dungeon loot and detoxifying potion isnât that rare.
ãI donât need it either, I donât feel interested in that kind of thing. Well, thatâs enough for toâã
ãPlease wait a minute, we also have weapons for you.ã
ãI want to buy a sword with dark attribute and staff that compatible with all attributes if you have any.ã
The merchant, who was pulling out a dagger, proceeded to put it back in his bag gently. Of course, a self-defence dagger is unnecessary. Itâs better to strike barehanded.
I already said I wouldnât buy anything and it will be difficult for me if he brought attractive goods, but this is disappointing.
ãItâs different from what I was expecting. I imagined some kind of accessories with advantageous effects in the battle.ã
ãAhâ there are some situations going on with the accessories.ã
He answered while throwing a concerned look towards Patrick.
I donât care why he didnât sell any accessories, but itâs time for him to leave.
However, I saw something that interested me. From his bag full of goods, something in the size of a conch sticking out.
ãWhat is this?ã
ãExcuse me, this is something that I brought by mistake. Have you ever heard something called monsters summoning flute?ã
ãYes. It helped me a lot in the past.ã
As the name implies, monsters summoning flute is a tool to attract monsters in the surrounding area. I often use it to help level up.
No way, the one he just took outâ¦
ãCan I help you? â¦Apologies, this is the large version of monster summoning flute. I bought it since it was rare but itâs no use for me. You need a huge magic stone to operate it, I canât even try to blow it.ã
ãSay the price, Iâll buy it!ã
This must be fate or Iâm that lucky. I have to buy it even if I have to sell everything I own, itâs all or nothing.
Someone decided to interrupt my unwavering determination.
ãYumiela, you canât.ã
ãListen! The bigger its size, the louder it sounds!ã
ãâ¦So what? I can assure you that you donât need it.ã
I donât want to go back on my words. I promised I wouldnât buy anything today⦠eh, today? What about tomorrow?
Ok, this will be my strategy: Iâll stay true to my words and not buy anything and I could go to the merchantâs company later to buy it. Itâs perfect.
ãâ¦Fine. I donât need that flute, this is all for today.ã
ãWhen I get a good supply of weapons, youâll be the one Iâll visit. I look forward to our business in the future.ã
After making the next appointment, the merchant left the room looking a little disappointed.
After the door closed, Patrick said.
ãYou also canât buy it when he comes back later.ã
Oh no, my perfect plan is foiled.
Hiding and sneaking around wonât get me anywhere. I have to argue with him head-on and try to convince him.
Letâs approach this from the other perspective, how can I get his permission to buy the large flute?
Ryuu looked at the sparkling jewels with keen interest, refusing to leave the scene. When I said I donât need it, he refused to listen. He looked at me with moist upturned eyes⦠alright, fine, Iâll buy it.
I get it, that eyes are the key to victory. As I tried not to blink my eyes got slightly teary, I looked at Patrick with my best puppy eyes.
ãJust this once?ã
ãStop glaring at me.ã
It didnât work. Also, Iâm not glaring at him, this is my cute puppy eyes.
Even though Ryuu is a reasonable and good kid, it still didnât help. After using Ryuu as an example, the situation became dire. Children who want to buy candy but arenât allowed by their parents are the perfect example.
In that case, letâs try to imitate those wilful children.
I stood up and pulled the sofa and table in front of me to the corner of the room.
ãHey, what are you doing?ã
Patrick, who sat still, asked. Alright, heâs in the perfect seat for watching my performance.
I laid down in the middle of the room, in the space where the furniture had been removed. As I laid on my back, my limbs were moving all over the place.
ãNo, no, no, I donât wanna! I want it! I wanna buy it!ã
His expression froze as he looked at me, flapping my limbs on the floor. Thereâs no light in his eyes, heâs really taken aback by what he saw.
ãYouâ¦ã
ãNo, I donât wanna hear it! No, no, no!ã
Thatâs okay, I understand that this is a shameful sight.
I rather allow my partner to buy the flute than continue to expose myself to this kind of disgraceful behavior. If I can make Patrick think like that, it will be my win.
This battle of will continued for several minutes. Patrick, who had remained silent for a long time, spoke. Did he finally yield?
ãâ¦Yumiela, is this behavior something that should be witnessed?ã
ãNoooo, I want the flute! Let me buy the flute!ã
ãIs everyone here already?ã
Heâs supposed to see me but what did he mean about everyone?
And he pointed in the doorâs direction. The door was open without my knowledge and the servants were peeking from the hallway. Rita and Sara, Damon and other staff, even the cook oji-san was there.
They must have heard the commotion and came to see whatâs going on. I donât know the right adjective to describe their expression.
I stopped flailing my limbs and stood up as if nothing had happened.
ãThank you for your work, Iâll take care of this, and you can all go back to your posts.ã
That was all I said before I closed the door.
ãâ¦I want the earth to swallow me.ã
ãAhâ canât I buy it? Just this once, please. Iâll buy it with my own moneyâ¦ã
ãYou donât need the flute.ã
He put his hand on my shoulder to comfort me.
I donât need an extra-large monster summoning flute. Instead, I want a time machine or something that could erase memory.
Ever since that day, the servantsâ attitude, which had been somewhat distant, changed.
And people keep looking at me with a pitiful or vexing expression. The day when we struggle to return to the past may be near.