Chapter 68: Alfred’s point of view
Translator : blacklotus
Editor: Cherish
“Why is she so quiet?” I asked as I handed my hat to the butler. “I’ve met with Ange, but I have to go out again soon.”
“Before that, shall I check on Cosette?” The butler’s voice was hushed as he received the hat.
I have only told this butler about Cosette.
“Yes, I went to check on her just now actually, but she didn’t seem to be awake yet.”
“Okay.”
Ignoring the butler’s disapproving look, I headed for the room where Cosette was.
I didn’t reveal Cosette’s identity to the butler. I wouldn’t want him to make a scene.
Maybe this is what it feels like to have someone waiting for you to return.
For some reason, it was a strange feeling that lifted my spirits.
The door to the room opens with a bang.
There is no particular difference from other rooms except that the key is hung in its lock.
Her skill of digging up bamboo shoots was surprising, but she is still only a girl.
There is no way she can escape from this room on the third floor of the mansion.
“Hello, Miss Cosette. It’s been a long time since we last saw each other. How are you doing?”
Cosette was sitting on the floor of the room, staring at us.
I realized that she was still dressed in her clothes from yesterday, and it occurred to me that I’d neglected to prepare her dress. (Sighs)
What I did was quite rude to the lady.
But when I look at her now, she really is a beautiful girl.
I’ve heard that she used to be fat, but I can’t believe it.
Her well-proportioned body looks fragile to the point of breaking, I wonder how she ever managed to dig up bamboo shoots like this.
I like smart women, and I’m not a fan of those with good looks.
In that regard, this Cosette fits my ideals perfectly.
Particularly since a number of Signora’s products are made from new ideas that I would never have thought of at all. It was a reminder that she was truly a genius.
Furthermore, just after entering the school, other students quickly began to shadow her, acting like her personal bodyguards– this was proof that she was a charismatic lady.
On the other hand, what is that woman, Ange, in comparison to her?
She claimed she was a reincarnation just like Cosette, so we asked her for development and business ideas. And yet…
Even though she created something called ‘Butler Cafe’ and claimed it would definitely be successful, the customers only visited when it opened, out of curiosity.
She’d interviewed several beautiful boys to serve at the cafe, but the only criterion for selection was their faces. Etiquette and manners were not factored in at all.
Besides, doesn’t something as mundane as a butler becoming a boring concept quickly?
And when she said she could make a menu for Signora, I allowed her to try, but the result was something completely lacking depth of flavor.
Even if they are both reincarnated people, she was completely useless.
And it’s meaningless even if she blames her flaws on the game or the rules. It’s easy to make excuses.
It wasn’t long before I had to go out again. Time passed quickly while talking to Cosette.
There isn’t much time before the coup will happen, so my schedule is fully packed.
I left Cosette’s room feeling a sense of regret.
Chapter 68: Alfred’s point of view
Translator : blacklotus
Editor: Cherish
“Why is she so quiet?” I asked as I handed my hat to the butler. “I’ve met with Ange, but I have to go out again soon.”
“Before that, shall I check on Cosette?” The butler’s voice was hushed as he received the hat.
I have only told this butler about Cosette.
“Yes, I went to check on her just now actually, but she didn’t seem to be awake yet.”
“Okay.”
Ignoring the butler’s disapproving look, I headed for the room where Cosette was.
I didn’t reveal Cosette’s identity to the butler. I wouldn’t want him to make a scene.
Maybe this is what it feels like to have someone waiting for you to return.
For some reason, it was a strange feeling that lifted my spirits.
The door to the room opens with a bang.
There is no particular difference from other rooms except that the key is hung in its lock.
Her skill of digging up bamboo shoots was surprising, but she is still only a girl.
There is no way she can escape from this room on the third floor of the mansion.
“Hello, Miss Cosette. It’s been a long time since we last saw each other. How are you doing?”
Cosette was sitting on the floor of the room, staring at us.
I realized that she was still dressed in her clothes from yesterday, and it occurred to me that I’d neglected to prepare her dress. (Sighs)
What I did was quite rude to the lady.
But when I look at her now, she really is a beautiful girl.
I’ve heard that she used to be fat, but I can’t believe it.
Her well-proportioned body looks fragile to the point of breaking, I wonder how she ever managed to dig up bamboo shoots like this.
I like smart women, and I’m not a fan of those with good looks.
In that regard, this Cosette fits my ideals perfectly.
Particularly since a number of Signora’s products are made from new ideas that I would never have thought of at all. It was a reminder that she was truly a genius.
Furthermore, just after entering the school, other students quickly began to shadow her, acting like her personal bodyguards– this was proof that she was a charismatic lady.
On the other hand, what is that woman, Ange, in comparison to her?
She claimed she was a reincarnation just like Cosette, so we asked her for development and business ideas. And yet…
Even though she created something called ‘Butler Cafe’ and claimed it would definitely be successful, the customers only visited when it opened, out of curiosity.
She’d interviewed several beautiful boys to serve at the cafe, but the only criterion for selection was their faces. Etiquette and manners were not factored in at all.
Besides, doesn’t something as mundane as a butler becoming a boring concept quickly?
And when she said she could make a menu for Signora, I allowed her to try, but the result was something completely lacking depth of flavor.
Even if they are both reincarnated people, she was completely useless.
And it’s meaningless even if she blames her flaws on the game or the rules. It’s easy to make excuses.
It wasn’t long before I had to go out again. Time passed quickly while talking to Cosette.
There isn’t much time before the coup will happen, so my schedule is fully packed.
I left Cosette’s room feeling a sense of regret.
