Chapter 2 (2/2)

“P-play dolls?”

“Hmm.”

Valdwin rolled his eyes. His face clearly says that he knew how I would react if he refused with the seven years of living with me. Twitching of his round red eye is the evidence. I chuckled.

Honestly, I thought that I already graduated from playing dolls a long time ago, but I was reminded by my childhood nostalgia seeing Valdwin. I think a pink dress would suit him and thought that I should probably get him a yellow one as well since he had fair skin. Fortunately, the wealth of Lorovante Duchy can be clearly seen in my dressing room.

My dressing room was always filled with dresses for me to wear – dresses with laces, ruffles, and ribbons! – just like the doll clothes that I’ve worn countless times in the past. Besides, what kind of fate’s play was this? Valdwin was two fingers shorter than me.

“…okay.”

Valdwin’s round cheeks tremble.

Sigh, can I take just one bite of you?

And an hour had passed. I have created a masterpiece of a lifetime.

Valdwin’s pale pink dress was a perfect match. His short hair was tied as tightly as possible and secured with a pink ribbon. Although it looked sloppy because I am still young, the black-haired Valdwin hits like Snow White.

Hmm, it’s a bit sad though. Indeed, I should also put a red headband on him.

He was surprisingly calm. He was usually wary of me and harsh on me, but he would quickly give up and accept everything once it already happened. He still was. Those eyes of resignation were asking me if I was yet to finish.

“How’s it, it’s pretty, right? Normally, a man should try on a dress once.”

“… Odd habit.”

Valdwin quietly muttered but I pretended not to hear him. I know I shouldn’t be like this, but it was fun to bully him. And I just couldn’t stop doing this when I saw him embarrassed as I told him he looks pretty.

When I was in the middle of happily appreciating my masterpiece, my mother opened the door of the dressing room widely – obviously well-informed by the nanny.

“Again, what are you – Lala!”

“Huh?”

I blinked my eyes as innocently as possible. Understanding the situation, my mother took a deep breath. Anyways Lala! I burst into laughter and dug into her arms at my mother’s nagging full of affection.

“Isn’t Didi pretty?”

Mom looked at me and opened her arms to Didi.

“Didi, come here. Mom will change your clothes.”

Valdwin alternately looked at me and my mother then opened his arms widely at my mother. I giggled as I watched him fall into my mother’s arms. I’ve already see the scene I wanted to see.

“Who on earth does Lala take after that you’re causing trouble like this?”

My mother lightly said, so I responded similarly.

“Of course I looked like Mom~.”

My mother pointed on my forehead as I showed her my tongue. Pfft, it was also fun to tease my mom.

“Honey! Please scold me Lala!”

It was the weekend, so Dad was at home. Dad poked his head behind my mother.

“M-me?”

“Then who is here?”

My mom coyly looked at my father. Dad then cleared his throat and approached me.

He even said solemnly, “Lala, you shouldn’t do what Didi dislikes.”

“But, Didi allowed it too! Right, Didi?”

Didi, who looked at me and Dad in turn, nodded slightly.

“Yes, I did.”

My father, a Duke of the country, was on the weak side to the women of our household despite his title as Duke – especially for me.

It wasn’t easy to get the reputation as ‘fool for the daughter’. The point here is to open your eyes wide as possible and blink – look pitiful.

“I-is that so?”

“Hmmm….”

“Daddy misunderstood, Lala! Daddy’s sorry!”

“What the hell are you doing! Of course Didi is nice!”

Mom took a deep breath, but I’m the winner. Why are these family members so cute? I think coming here did well for me.