Bluebird Lady and The White Lion Family

“Oh… I thought he looked pretty good.” 

Jane’s face darkened, unsurprisingly.

 

Knowing nothing, she asked innocently,

“Jane, can you get me some paper and a fountain pen?” “Sure.” 

With that, Jane left and didn’t return to the dressing room until a long time later. Her hair disheveled from a sprint and her cheeks reddened.

 

Sophina looked at her with alarmed rabbit eyes.

 “What happened, Jane?” 

In truth, Jane had just run as fast as a flying squirrel to Ricardo’s maid.

 

To tell her to attend to Ricardo’s dressing.

 

The handsome Lord would make the sloth’s scruffy face look like a single squid.

 

‘Then you, little lady, will feel more comfortable with him.’

 

Jane lowered her eyes to hide her wobbly pupils, then excused herself enthusiastically.

 “Oh, I didn’t have any ink cartridges for the fountain pen, so I borrowed one from the Lord’s maid.” 

Jane glanced furtively at Sophina.

 

It was news about Ricardo.

 “I hear the maid is going to be taking care of the Lord today.” “What?” 

Jane narrowed her eyes at Sophina’s uncharacteristically grumpy expression.

 

‘I hope there really isn’t something going on between you two.’

 

It was a moment of great concern.

 

After a few moments, Sophina regained her composure and offered Jane an awkward smile.

 “Oh, I’m not mad at you, don’t get me wrong. And give this to the workshop owner.” “…Yes, little lady.” 

Still, Jane’s face was grave.

 

‘Did I overreact to her being so sweet?’

 

Sophina timidly clutched Jane’s hand and shot her an unspoken signal.

 

Unfortunately, Jane’s misunderstanding only deepened.

 

Just as the flutter of a tiny butterfly’s wings would turn into a hurricane.

 

Anyway, ready to greet the Young Master. She left the room, dressed in a simple light blue dress.

 

As fate would have it, she bumped into Ricardo at just the right time.

 

‘…Crazy, you’re too good-looking.’ 

 

She covered her mouth with both hands. His hair was in a pomade, not the usual cover-up that hid his eyebrows.

 

Dressed lightly in a white shirt and slacks for the victory banquet later.

 

‘I’m sure he’ll look better at the banquet…’

 

Who said he was handsome?

 

Sophina was furious.

 “Let’s go, Ricardo!” 

She hurriedly pushed Ricardo’s back. The destination was none other than Ricardo’s closet.

 

Ricardo looked out of the corner of his eye, amused by Sophina’s strangely aggressive demeanor.

 “What are you… doing, my lady?” “You look good in this. Put this on.” 

Her eyes lit up and she unleashed fashion terror.

 

A floral tropical shirt.

 

The corners of Ricardo’s mouth twitched up at the sight of it.

 “This?” “Yes, my favor.” 

Ricardo smirked and raised his hands in defeat.

 

In the end, Ricardo had no choice but to be remade from head to toe by Sophina.

 

After a while, when she saw the finished product, her mouth dropped open in disbelief.

 

‘He was gorgeous, too!’

 

What kind of human tropical is he?

 

Sophina was frustrated.

 “Why do you look like that, my lady?” 

Ricardo leaned in close to mock her. He didn’t understand her sudden behavior, but it was nice to spend time with her.

 

But Sophina sighed, her eyes narrowing in frustration.

 “Let’s go, Ricardo.” 

Then Ricardo stealthily intertwined his fingers with hers.

 

Sophina pouted at the warmth of his touch.

 

It wasn’t so bad. They walked out into the garden to greet the returning procession of Rihentheon.

 

The manor was beautifully decorated with bouquets of flowers, just as it had been when they had welcomed the Young Master before.

 

Sophina made her way to the gathered family.

 “Mother, Sister Riri!” “Why don’t you greet me, sister?” 

The grumbling of a pouting Canus greeted her first.

 

However, it didn’t last long.

 “…Oh, how cute!” 

Sophina is dressed in a white dress that flutters like a school uniform.

 

Looking like she’d picked up a grown-up outfit for the day, Ririela pounced on her with all her might.

 

Canus freaked out and pulled away from Ririela.

 

Sophina was puzzled, too, as she took the blow with difficulty.

 “I know she’s my sister, but I wonder if she trusts her looks too much…” 

At that, Canus and Ririela chimed in.

 

Ricardo shrugged and gestured to Sophina.

 “No, it looks good on you.” 

Sophina tugged at the corners of her lips, trying to comfort Ricardo.

 “Looks like he’s coming.” 

Just then, Ricardo’s gruff voice was heard, and with it, the front door of Chadwick House swung open.

 

A procession of carriages, unlike Ricardo’s homecoming, rolled in.

 

At the head of the procession was the Young Master, who, thankfully, was still alive and well.

 

And…

 

A woman on a horse with her arms wrapped around his back like a picture.

 

‘I knew instinctively!’

It was the original heroine.

 

She had soft wheat-colored hair reminiscent of autumn, and dazzlingly green eyes.

 

Her appearance was exactly as described in the novel.

 

Neat, mysterious, and mesmerizing beautiful.

 

‘Ah, tsk. The original heroine is also very beautiful.’

 

Drawn to its radiant beauty, Sophina muttered to herself.

 

‘I want to get along with her.’

 

What’s the harm in getting acquainted with my husband’s future wife?

 

Let’s just set her up on a proper blind date and leave.

 

It’s called attraction psychology, but you shouldn’t fall in love with a pretty girl.

 

Sophina pinched her thighs together, trying to suppress her instincts.

 

Then looked back at the Young Master and the original heroine.

 

And then, as if by fate, the gazes of the original heroine and Sophina met in midair.

 

The green eyes of the fresh-faced woman sparkled strangely.

 

At that moment.

 

‘Your hair…!’

 

Sophina couldn’t help but hold her head in her hands.

 

A memory came back to her.

 — Hello. Please call me Ilya. 

A mesmerizing mid-toned voice that sounded like it belonged to the original heroine.

 

With that, the memory played.

 

A woman with wheat-colored hair tied back into a bun was smiling cordially at Sophina and offering her a handshake.

 

And beside her…

 

Ricardo, no Young Master?

 

‘What is this…?’ 

 

Memories flashed through her mind, each one similar to the one in front of her.

 

The confusion was overwhelming.

 

Sophina’s fingers curled around her head, threatening to tear it off. She left a gnaw mark on her delicate lower lip.

 “Sophina!” 

Ricardo, startled, hurried to her aid.

 

She obediently followed his touch, raising herself to her feet and speaking in a hushed voice.

 “…It’s nothing, just a little dizzy.” 

She smiled enviously at the other members of the family, who looked worried.

 

Ricardo, of course, didn’t seem to believe her.

 

‘I’m sure he doesn’t believe me’,

Sophina thought as she stiffened her back.

 

Something was happening.

 

It wasn’t long before she realized what it was.

 

‘The voice of the original heroine, the same one from the informant.’