Chapter 5
Now up and about, you obviously did the best thing after your supposed day of being sick.
You escaped from your manor once again.
"My lady..! Conduct a search operation now!" The head butler of the house announced once your missing presence was made apparent.
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Humming the tune of the music that was played from your car's radio, the autonomous car of yours swiftly took the needed turns as you ventured towards your destination. You were bored, and that was all that you needed for you to go on this little unannounced trip of yours. Even though that music filled the compartment you were in, you couldn't help yourself from getting a little bit distracted by what's going on inside that brain of yours.
Kambe Daisuke.
Gosh, that man.
He has been the star of your mind these past few days, mostly because of how he acted during the times you two were together. Like, what the hell? Is that even the Daisuke that you know? Maybe he was abducted by aliens or something and that was just a clone of his. You couldn't just believe the fondness that bloomed within his optics whenever they found themselves looking at you. Just what is it with him frazzling you like this?! Is he just so sadistic that euphoria fills him whenever he sees you affected because of those.. those tactics of his..?!
Huffing, your eyes lit up when you saw that you're near the clothing store that you always wanted to check out. For the time being, you were dressed rather comfortable. With hoodies and sweatpants adorning your figure, you looked more like a normal person rather than a wealthy one such as you are. Nevertheless, even though they were like that, this outfit of yours is made with only the highest quality.
Even though you preferred comfortability, you just couldn't take it in you to just wear clothing from no-name brands.
Now properly parked, your feet immediately took you to the place that was on your bucket list. Behold, Vérsachíí, one of the most luxurious brands that only made itself known to you when you browsed your social media. Finally entering the establishment, the cold air greeted you. Even by just looking at all the clothes, you immediately concluded that they were far different from ordinary clothes. With one of their designs catching your eye, you immediately took off to where that was. You reached out for it, only for you to be stopped by someone grabbing your wrists.
"Sorry, we can't have those dirtied by the likes of you," one of the saleswoman said and you just remained indifferent to her. She was egged on by one of her co-workers, who soon joined the fray once they noticed how you looked like. "Are you sure you're in the right place, ma'am? Walmart is close here, perhaps we can show you the way out," and even with this one slightly setting you off, you pulled away from her.
Reaching for your phone, you contacted your one and only go-to whenever dilemmas like these appeared. "Hey, Yuki? You know Vérsachíí, right? Provide three trillion won and make sure that the ownership will be handed over to me," and with one yes from the butler, you pocketed your phone. One lady who only showed up scolded the two, clearly angry at them. "You dunces..! Do you even know who she is?! That's L/n Y/n, the heir of L/n Conglomerate who owns the land that this shop is built on!" And once the two co-workers heard that, they turned rigid.
"Hey, you two. Congratulations. You are now promoted to customer." And the smirk on your face only widened when they begged for you to reconsider your words.
Hah. As if.
And as soon as all that happened, agents immediately entered the the store, shocking each and every one of you that were there. And once your mind continued to make do with all that has been happening, you facepalmed immediately, already knowing that this all occured because of Tanaka's orders.
And you were right.
"Missing person: Lady L/n Y/n; Status: Found."
Couldn't you just have a normal day like a normal person would? Times like these just made you wish that you were born in an ordinary family instead.
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"Will you never get tired of visiting me?"
"Apparently not."
You two were now on the rooftop, enjoying the view it brought you as you sipped your tea, still quite hot since it was just recently brewed by one of your servants. "So, how do you plan on annoying me now?" You immediately got to the point, already making it be known to him that you just wanted to get it over with his shit.
"Before all that, I've been informed with with what had happened," once he said that, you cringed as you reminisced what happened once you returned back to your manor. You were immediately nagged by Tanaka, and you were sure that if he went on with it for a while longer, your eardrums would've popped off. Sure, sure, you admit your mistakes from just suddenly disappearing like that without letting the others now, but maybe he could've turned down the scolding? Like, just a tad bit and it would already be more than enough for you.
"Ah.. Yeah.. The pastries taste nice, no?" You knew that it was for the best that you changed the topic. Just thinking of the agents, Tanaka, and all those stuff just makes your brain go overload.
"Diverting the topic, I see. Well, I came here with the purpose of inviting you to a party of a well-known noble," and warning signs soon appeared as you heard the word 'party'. That just means you mingling with other people.. Interacting with them.. And them trying to rub off on your good side with the intention of gaining benefits if they were to be close with you. Ugh. No way.
"Sorry, no thanks."
"I've already informed your parents about this."
Your eye twitched at this. He really was prepared, huh? He knew that you wouldn't be able to turn down his invite the moment your mother and father were mentioned.
"Tsk."
"Now, now, wipe your frown off of that face. You look better when you smile," sad for him if he thought that he'd win you over by those words of his.
It did. Almost.
"You'd look more like a hag if you continue looking like a mongrel."
Until he said that. Can't he at least try to make himself a bit likeable?
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