The Villainess’ Beloved Plan: The Struggles to Avoid a Doomed End

The sound of the piano echoed in the Duke of Voltio Mansion.

　When Sophia asked Johannes if she could learn to dance, he introduced herher to his assistant butler, Chiral, his son. Chiral seems to have a dance proficiency, because it’s faster for him to teach herher than to start finding a dance teacher now as it would take much time.

　Chiral is a 30-year-old man with a good posture, his eyes are very similar to Johannes and he is also kind.

“Let’s stay at a slow tempo at the beginning”

　The piano was played by Rebecca, Chiral’s wife and one of the Duke’s maids.

　With Chiral as lead, Sophia took slow steps .

“You can look at your feet at the beginning. When you get used to it, your face should be forward and your back should be straightened.”

　Chiral’s lead is skillful, so Sophia, who danced for the first time, can manage to take steps. She sometimes gets tangled, but she was a little happy when she was praised for being good for the first time.

“Castle dance parties often play low-tempo waltz, with the fact that don’t have enough time, so let’s focus on the waltz.”

　In this way, the special training of Sophia’s dance began.

“Kin-ni-ku-tsu-u”

　Sophia lay loose on the sofa.

　Perhaps she used unused muscles because of Chiral’s dance practice, which she had never done before and her whole body was tingling.

“Mistress, let me give you a massage. I also want to take care of your skin for the party. Mistress has white, fine and beautiful skin, but it’s a little dry … “

　Sophia thinks that the aristocrats will be worried about fine wrinkles after being told by Isolte that dryness causes wrinkles.

Immediately Sophia got up from the sofa, was told to take off dress and lie down on the small bed to prepare for the massage.

“I am still a little reluctant to expose her skin in public, but I am not as embarrassed as I used to be before because I became accustomed to the customs of aristocrats in this world.’ Sophia thought confidently.

　When she lied face down, the oil with the scent of rose is dripping, and Isolte massages her with exquisite force.

(Wow, massage, it feels good …)

For the first time in Sophia’s life, she was given a massage, which seems to be a habit. 

Her eyelids became heavier because of the comfort, and before Isolte noticed, Sophia was already sleeping soundly. While asleep, she was laid on her back and polished from the top of her head to her toes.

Sophia, who was awakened by Isolte, was impressed by the feeling of her skin.

(Wow, awesome! Mochimochi!)

 If this continues until the day of the dance party, Randall will definitely see Sophia’s beauty.

“What about your dress, Mistress? I can’t make a new one now due to limited time …”

“Don’t I have a lot of dresses?”

　The dresses that the King had prepared for her marriage to Randall should be packed in the closet. In return, Isolte looked astonished.

“Why don’t you prepare a new one? Even though it’s a special party …”

“Even if there are so many?”

　Sofia is poor. In her previous life, she grew up in an ordinary family, and during the fourteen years she spent on the city streets as Sophia, she was also poor. There was no need for her to buy a dress that cost dozens of gold coins when she did not need it.

“Is that so”

　Isolte didn’t seem to be convinced yet, but Sophia nodded and began to choose the dress to wear on that day from the closet.