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“Ciel, please take care of this too!”
“Would you mind taking a look at the laundry too?”
“Check if the food is set up well!”
At the sound of my name being called, I stretched my neck like a giraffe, sweating profusely.
Even though we were all maids, the maids at the Grand Duke's Estate looked for me as if they were competing with each other, as if they need my okey sign to feel felt reassured.
In short, it was too early to rest, even though I felt like I need ten more bodies.
My dream is to be a head maid, and there's no place where I get paid as much as the Grand Duke Estate.
"Our Grand Duke. Despite being known as a bad guy in the wordl, he's actually quite generous to his servants."
“Ciel! Help me quickly!”
My name was called here and there, so I didn't even have time to think about our Grand Duke.
Dozens of servants, including myself, were wandering around the luxurious hall.
Only after tying up the ivory curtains and finishing decorating with roses could I catch my breath.
“Ciel, what about tea?”
“Oh, right. Look at my mind. I’m almost forgotten about it. The white tea leaves were in the basement, right?”
“You have to prepare the one from Lauren.”
I was busy checking the hall and preparing tea for dinner.
I hurried down to the basement, prepared some finely dried white flower petals, and returned alone.
Before serving tea for dinner, I had to be boiled tasted in advance.
As expected, the butler’s shouts could be heard coming and going down the hallway not far away.
It was an old butler with a long mustache and glaring eyes.
“No matter how busy you are, you should check your attire!”
Instead of lifting the tea, I glanced to the side.
I saw myself reflected in the long, narrow mirror placed in the hallway. Turning my head, I saw my sky-blue hair tied back into a ponytail.
“Would you mind taking a look at the laundry too?”
“Check if the food is set up well!”
At the sound of my name being called, I stretched my neck like a giraffe, sweating profusely.
Even though we were all maids, the maids at the Grand Duke's Estate looked for me as if they were competing with each other, as if they need my okey sign to feel felt reassured.
In short, it was too early to rest, even though I felt like I need ten more bodies.
My dream is to be a head maid, and there's no place where I get paid as much as the Grand Duke Estate.
"Our Grand Duke. Despite being known as a bad guy in the wordl, he's actually quite generous to his servants."
“Ciel! Help me quickly!”
My name was called here and there, so I didn't even have time to think about our Grand Duke.
Dozens of servants, including myself, were wandering around the luxurious hall.
Only after tying up the ivory curtains and finishing decorating with roses could I catch my breath.
“Ciel, what about tea?”
“Oh, right. Look at my mind. I’m almost forgotten about it. The white tea leaves were in the basement, right?”
“You have to prepare the one from Lauren.”
I was busy checking the hall and preparing tea for dinner.
I hurried down to the basement, prepared some finely dried white flower petals, and returned alone.
Before serving tea for dinner, I had to be boiled tasted in advance.
As expected, the butler’s shouts could be heard coming and going down the hallway not far away.
It was an old butler with a long mustache and glaring eyes.
“No matter how busy you are, you should check your attire!”
Instead of lifting the tea, I glanced to the side.
I saw myself reflected in the long, narrow mirror placed in the hallway. Turning my head, I saw my sky-blue hair tied back into a ponytail.
I straightened my sweat-tangled bangs and brushed out the wrinkles on my apron.
Unlike usual, my expression in the mirror looked really serious.
Today was the day of the pay raise, and while my other colleagues were busy, their face were filled with anticipation, my expression was a little gloomy.
‘Why today, of all the days, is the day the Grand Duke dies.'
It wasn’t even because the Grand Duke was old.
Enormous wealth, great power, and fame as an option.
In addition, the handsome Grand Duke, who was born with it, came of age this year. To die at the age of 20, it was a more pathetic fate than me who opened my eyes as a maid.
As a maid, I didn't have many encounter with the Grand Duke, but there was only one reason why I, a mere servant of the Grand Duke, could foresee his death.
Because, this world was inside of the novel that I had read until the end in the past.
And the villain who meets a miserable end in the novel is none other than my master, Ferze Yekart.
There is an old saying that if you want to survive, you should lick the feet of villains.
This is a quote from the novel I read, <Random Box>, but after living here for five years, I found myself agreeing with it without realizing it.
'What is the probability that you will be in your favorite novel?'
Originally my name was Yeon Si-eun, and I was an orphan.
I may have had parents who gave birth to me, but I didn't have anyone who raised me.
I grew up in an orphanage, but I never felt like it was home.
Even that, I had to come out before my adulthood, so I went to various shelters.
‘A strong child who doesn’t fit his age.’
It was something I’ve always heard from adults.
As time went on, I graduated from college and got a job as a store manager at a famous clothing company through a 237:1 competition.
A workaholic that even her co-workers were amazed.
I was an office worker who heard that I might die while working.
I worked silently like a cow for about three years and was promoted to a team leader.
‘There’s been no part-time job I haven’t had since college.'
Even though I had a part-time job, managed my grades, and even got a certificate, I never felt at ease even for a single day.
Even a difficult appointment with a friend is immediately canceled if the slightest problem arises at the store. Additionally, working overtime was standard.
‘It was great to be a team leader even before three years.’
I was on a plane on a business trip, spending more than half a day in a narrow plane seat.
After I finished reading my favorite novel <Random Box>, I stared down at the sky blankly through a round, narrow window.
<Random Box> was different from other novels with good protagonists. I liked it more because it was a novel in which the wounded female protagonist did whatever she wanted and became a wicked woman.
It was an early morning flight, so the dark night sky was filled with only black and dark clouds. It’s like my life with only work left.
‘Is this how people live? Isn’t it the modern version of slave?’
Excellent credit rating. The only luxury I have is picking up this and that at a store that costs 1,000 won. I was a natural worker ant who only saved what I had collected.
— Sieun, what’s the fun of living? Don’t you get tired of working every day?
My boss, who was three years older than me, said that if you only live once and live such a boring life, what will be left?
It didn't feel good, but it wasn't really wrong, so I was thinking of going on a vacation to an island when I got back from my business trip.
'I died of overwork at my business trip...... '
I was on my way back from the meeting a day before I returned home.
- Huh, huh. who......
I couldn't even ask who was there.
My heart stopped like a lie in front of the hotel door arranged by the company.
Who knew that I would die after working like that? If that were the case, I wouldn't have held back and would have done whatever I wanted to do.
“Ciel, you damn bitch!”
This is what I heard the moment I came to my senses. A harsh voice containing malice penetrated into my blank ears.
“If I had known it was going to be like this, I would have sold it at a bar!”
“Damion! What are you saying to the kid!”
A ferocious voice scraping metal spread throughout the room. Hearing that sound, I cautiously opened my eyes.
A busty woman approached the middle-aged man who was very angry.
After I collapsed, I woke up in the body of a 12-year-old girl, Ciel.
Since then, I have naturally lived with Ciel’s memories, forgetting the past when I was Yeon Si-eun.
There was no last name for a commoner, and I didn't know when the old house in the slum would collapse.
The child had a drunkard father, Damion, and his mother died while giving birth to Ciel.
Next to Damion was a woman with timid personality.
Because he didn't have money, he couldn't get married, and since they weren't legally married, strictly speaking, I couldn't call her a stepmother.
In the novel, the stepmother was tormenting her to death, but who was tormenting her was Damion, not the stepmother.
The lady used to secretly steal scraps from nobles' clothes and make cloth bags and sell them.
Instead of Damion, who was lifeless and lazy, the lady took care of our livelihood.
One day, when I cried because I had nothing to eat, Demion grabbed my wrist roughly and dragged me to the street.
And shouted in front of others.
— Don’t just cry because you’re hungry. Beg and get something to eat!
As a twelve year old, there was nothing I could do. So I really begged and brought some unsold bread that the bakery lady gave me, but I got a slap in the face.
— Do you think we’re beggars? I was still the butler who served Baron Jun!
The bread I had worked so hard to get was lying on the floor.
The lady didn't come back, probably because she was afraid of Damion's behavior, and I was called a useless girl every day.
That day, too, it was when I came out to the streets to get something to eat.
Crash!
I collided with a carriage that was moving slowly backwards to stop.
I felt like my body was floating and then fell to the ground.
My skinny body, unable to eat, could not overcome the shock and fainted.
When I opened my eyes two days later, I looked up at the ceiling in a daze.
It was home. It was the same old house ceiling that I had seen yesterday, the day before, and a few days ago, but something was definitely different.
'Uh······?'
I raised my hand towards the ceiling. I was always used to small, fern-like hands, but today they felt unfamiliar.
— You’re such a waste of food! If you had an accident with a carriage that a nobleman rides, shouldn’t you have to take their money? That is called compensation…….
—…….
It wasn't until a year after entering Ciel's body that I regained Yeon Si-eun's memories.
The accident that happened that day saved me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to escape from that house.
Enormous wealth, great power, and fame as an option.
In addition, the handsome Grand Duke, who was born with it, came of age this year. To die at the age of 20, it was a more pathetic fate than me who opened my eyes as a maid.
As a maid, I didn't have many encounter with the Grand Duke, but there was only one reason why I, a mere servant of the Grand Duke, could foresee his death.
Because, this world was inside of the novel that I had read until the end in the past.
And the villain who meets a miserable end in the novel is none other than my master, Ferze Yekart.
There is an old saying that if you want to survive, you should lick the feet of villains.
This is a quote from the novel I read, <Random Box>, but after living here for five years, I found myself agreeing with it without realizing it.
'What is the probability that you will be in your favorite novel?'
Originally my name was Yeon Si-eun, and I was an orphan.
I may have had parents who gave birth to me, but I didn't have anyone who raised me.
I grew up in an orphanage, but I never felt like it was home.
Even that, I had to come out before my adulthood, so I went to various shelters.
‘A strong child who doesn’t fit his age.’
It was something I’ve always heard from adults.
As time went on, I graduated from college and got a job as a store manager at a famous clothing company through a 237:1 competition.
A workaholic that even her co-workers were amazed.
I was an office worker who heard that I might die while working.
I worked silently like a cow for about three years and was promoted to a team leader.
‘There’s been no part-time job I haven’t had since college.'
Even though I had a part-time job, managed my grades, and even got a certificate, I never felt at ease even for a single day.
Even a difficult appointment with a friend is immediately canceled if the slightest problem arises at the store. Additionally, working overtime was standard.
‘It was great to be a team leader even before three years.’
I was on a plane on a business trip, spending more than half a day in a narrow plane seat.
After I finished reading my favorite novel <Random Box>, I stared down at the sky blankly through a round, narrow window.
<Random Box> was different from other novels with good protagonists. I liked it more because it was a novel in which the wounded female protagonist did whatever she wanted and became a wicked woman.
It was an early morning flight, so the dark night sky was filled with only black and dark clouds. It’s like my life with only work left.
‘Is this how people live? Isn’t it the modern version of slave?’
Excellent credit rating. The only luxury I have is picking up this and that at a store that costs 1,000 won. I was a natural worker ant who only saved what I had collected.
— Sieun, what’s the fun of living? Don’t you get tired of working every day?
My boss, who was three years older than me, said that if you only live once and live such a boring life, what will be left?
It didn't feel good, but it wasn't really wrong, so I was thinking of going on a vacation to an island when I got back from my business trip.
'I died of overwork at my business trip...... '
I was on my way back from the meeting a day before I returned home.
- Huh, huh. who......
I couldn't even ask who was there.
My heart stopped like a lie in front of the hotel door arranged by the company.
Who knew that I would die after working like that? If that were the case, I wouldn't have held back and would have done whatever I wanted to do.
“Ciel, you damn bitch!”
This is what I heard the moment I came to my senses. A harsh voice containing malice penetrated into my blank ears.
“If I had known it was going to be like this, I would have sold it at a bar!”
“Damion! What are you saying to the kid!”
A ferocious voice scraping metal spread throughout the room. Hearing that sound, I cautiously opened my eyes.
A busty woman approached the middle-aged man who was very angry.
After I collapsed, I woke up in the body of a 12-year-old girl, Ciel.
Since then, I have naturally lived with Ciel’s memories, forgetting the past when I was Yeon Si-eun.
There was no last name for a commoner, and I didn't know when the old house in the slum would collapse.
The child had a drunkard father, Damion, and his mother died while giving birth to Ciel.
Next to Damion was a woman with timid personality.
Because he didn't have money, he couldn't get married, and since they weren't legally married, strictly speaking, I couldn't call her a stepmother.
In the novel, the stepmother was tormenting her to death, but who was tormenting her was Damion, not the stepmother.
The lady used to secretly steal scraps from nobles' clothes and make cloth bags and sell them.
Instead of Damion, who was lifeless and lazy, the lady took care of our livelihood.
One day, when I cried because I had nothing to eat, Demion grabbed my wrist roughly and dragged me to the street.
And shouted in front of others.
— Don’t just cry because you’re hungry. Beg and get something to eat!
As a twelve year old, there was nothing I could do. So I really begged and brought some unsold bread that the bakery lady gave me, but I got a slap in the face.
— Do you think we’re beggars? I was still the butler who served Baron Jun!
The bread I had worked so hard to get was lying on the floor.
The lady didn't come back, probably because she was afraid of Damion's behavior, and I was called a useless girl every day.
That day, too, it was when I came out to the streets to get something to eat.
Crash!
I collided with a carriage that was moving slowly backwards to stop.
I felt like my body was floating and then fell to the ground.
My skinny body, unable to eat, could not overcome the shock and fainted.
When I opened my eyes two days later, I looked up at the ceiling in a daze.
It was home. It was the same old house ceiling that I had seen yesterday, the day before, and a few days ago, but something was definitely different.
'Uh······?'
I raised my hand towards the ceiling. I was always used to small, fern-like hands, but today they felt unfamiliar.
— You’re such a waste of food! If you had an accident with a carriage that a nobleman rides, shouldn’t you have to take their money? That is called compensation…….
—…….
It wasn't until a year after entering Ciel's body that I regained Yeon Si-eun's memories.
The accident that happened that day saved me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to escape from that house.
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