The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon

"Ma'am, may I talk to you about preparing for the feast?"

It was Lysa, the housekeeper who binds female servants, who came to Ekaterina's room and said so.

"Sure, be good."

When Ekaterina replied so, Reisa lowered the books she had held to the table and sat across from Ekaterina. Giant hounds looking up from Ekaterina's feet, blind to Regina, wear the glasses she took out.

The silver bumps of the glasses glowed hard.

Oh, bees. This.

You were right to think so.

Number of invitees and major facial rashes.

Types and quantities of dishes and drinks served.

Grade, type and preparation instructions of dishes for this purpose. Especially silverware. Personnel to be polished in advance and the construction of time.

Hospitality preferences and their steps.

How far is the room to be opened for the feast from and how else to guard the compartment?

How many carriages are going to come and where to make them wait.

Where to keep the invitees waiting.

placement of servants, arrangements for temporary hired persons and their placement.

And the cost to each. with an explanation that it is appropriate.

No more marathons! Light runners high! Come on! Come on!

Maybe he died of overwork in his previous life because of his character like this.

"Reisa, wait for me. Guests have been waiting for so much time to stop serving food and drinks eight years ago."

"Yes, from the time I was replaced by Lord Alexandre, I told you not to waste such

... I guess this is one of the embezzled costs. On the books of finance, I guess I was supposed to have provided it.

"I want this back. If you can still make arrangements, serve me food and drinks, like when I was your grandfather."

"Yes, ma'am. We'll arrange it that way."

A satisfying grin seemed to blur at Lysa's mouth, who responded accordingly.

"You wanted me to say that, so you wrote here on purpose that you hadn't offered it for eight years."

Ekaterina smiled.

and there, a cup of tea is served.

"Lady, give me a break. It's too stuffed with root."

"Thanks, Mina"

I took it and took a sip and was surprised to notice that I was a lot thirsty.

"Go ahead."

"... thanks"

Mina also offers Lysa a a cup. That's the usual faceless look. Reisa received it looking a little surprised.

Regina moves a little further away and sleeps long. He seemed to be sleeping well.

"Here, you have a wide range of housekeeper jobs. It was the butler's job at the Imperial Mansion."

"Mr. Novaras is also elderly, so we are gradually replacing his shoulders. Is the Deacon of the Imperial Mansion telling the lady about this kind of backside?"

"It's the role of the mistress. Besides, I don't hate the back. It's fun to know how many people are moving behind gorgeous parties and how they need to prepare for every one of their hobbies."

As a historical woman in my previous life, I felt I could get to know the back of a party of royal marquis aristocracy that came out of Western history, and it's kind of fun. Because this kind of department was really an area that didn't have much record and I don't know.

Speaking of which, it's Japanese history, but a scholar teacher who found a household book for a certain martial artist wrote that he was so excited about it in the preface to the book he wrote about it. Rarely, super precious! Well found myself! Like. Later, when it was made into a movie, the actor starring me was basically saying, "The Preface is so bragging" or something.

Heh, and Risa smiled.

"What was in Mr. Graham's letter was true. The lady is somewhat like Lord Sergei."

To the words, Ekaterina opens her eyes.

It may be possible for Graham, the butler of the Imperial Mansion, and Reisa, the housekeeper of the Duke's main residence, to exchange letters. In a business liaison sense. But there, I wouldn't write that Ekaterina resembles my grandfather.

I mean, are you two close enough to get in touch with each other personally?

"Is Reisa interacting with Graham?"

"Since Mr. Graham was Lord Sergei's servant, I know. Besides, my background is similar to that of Mr. Graham.

Mr. Graham said you told your daughter about your background. That he was a traveler. "

"... Yep"

"I was a laundry lady. It was the bottom line."

It was only at the age of eight that Reisa began to work at Eurnova Castle.

Because the village where I lived was attacked by a warcraft and my parents were killed. Even in the Duke's land, where the winter cold was severe, it was a year of intense blizzards. Normally, they would have taken it to a relative's house, or they would have gone to an orphanage. But relatives living in the same village could not afford it, and even the orphanage had no vacancy.

It was such a year that the wealthy households of the territorial capital were required to have a mouth where the children lived and worked in order to make the destination of the flattened children from the orphanage. The lord Duke of Yurnova also took the initiative, naturally, to take over the child. Luckily, Lysa happened to be chosen for it.

I had to work at a young age, Lysa, but from that time on, I knew I was lucky. Sometimes if you lose that luck, you have to starve to freeze to death.

So I worked my best with my little body.

Laundry is heavy labor. But working as a laundry lady at Eurnova Castle was not a hard thing.

The castle has a floor heating mechanism, and a warm breeze over the plumbing strewn beneath the floor warms the entire vast Duke's residence. The warm wind is created by a fire that burns in several furnaces beneath the castle, and the laundry room is also beneath the castle. The drying chamber is also underground, making use of the warm wind to dry the laundry.

So I don't feel cold even in the winter. As the fire for heating is used to boil large quantities of water, the castle has not only a large bath for the Duke's family but also a bathroom for the servants. Not only can you bathe in a large tub every day, but you can also use the rest of the water for laundry, so your hands won't get caught in cold water.

Reisa had no reason to know at the time, but the floor heating mechanism existed since the time of the ancient Astra Empire and was developed by a distinguished inventor invited by the Duke of Eurnova's fifth generation Vassily from another country. In the North Capital, it was the mainstream heating method, but it was the highest equipment in the Empire.

What an amazing place.

Reisa will never forget how touched she was the first time she stepped into the laundry room at Eurnova Castle. In winter, there was sweaty enthusiasm. It was like a different world compared to a small house in a small village where I was born and raised, a house where in the winter mornings the water I had drawn in the house would freeze.

I started working and washed a lot of clothes. By the end of winter and spring, Lysa, who was resourceful and clever, was also allowed to handle a little of the Duke's clothes. To wash delicate silk shirts and such, because the powerless child was rather adept.

As such, he was to be necked like every day. There was only one member of your family who was badly dressed.

Dear Isaac Yurnova, eighteen years old at the time. Soshi's clothes, which had just returned from his graduation from the Imperial City School of Magic, were always as muddy as a toddler playing with mud for some reason.

Isaac was a little light-hearted at Eurnova Castle. He says he's been an unusual kid for a long time, and he picked up a lot of stones every day without any philosophy, and he piled them up in his room. It also seemed a lot too late to be able to read and write. So, unlike his fine brother, who even worked in the laundry room, he made a fool of himself because he was a little crazy.

Lysa was outraged.

The Duke is a great benefactor. It's terrible to make fun of that son. I don't know what the right is to say to those who can read and write, who can barely do it, but who can do it properly.

And the eight-year-old made up his mind.

All right, let's ask Master Isaac not to tarnish his clothes. Don't let everyone fool you.

Growing up and looking back, how stupid I think it is. The laundry lady's location is underground. By comparison, Isaac, a member of the Duke's family even though he is a common son, is from the heavenly realm. Aside from talking, you must not even show yourself.

I didn't know that.

And by chance, I found it. Walk in the garden, two fine dressed men. I didn't even know his face, but I figured it out with my clothes. One said it was Master Isaac.

I rushed over without getting lost, bowed my head, and asked for it. Do not contaminate your clothes. Silk shouldn't be washed with force, so I can't get rid of the dirt. Explain to me how to wash what I've been taught.

If the laundry lady imitates the Duke's son like that, she can't help but be beaten and thrown out so much that her whole body swells. Such a natural thing, as if without knowing it.

Isaac, listening to Lysa's words in silence, sighed with a soggy drop of her shoulder.

'Sorry, I'm a bad guy. When rare minerals come from the ground, they can't help but dig and take them. But I didn't know I was bothering a little girl like you. From now on, I'll only do it when I'm wearing clothes that can be dirty'

Reisa was lucky here as well. Although Isaac was certainly a stranger, he was as innocent and gentle as a child, although he had many strange words and actions and could not behave as if he were noble.

And the other gentleman, a very tall and very splendid atmosphere, pounded Master Isaac's back and smiled at Lysa.

'I'm sorry my brother bothered you. But you're amazing. This is the first time you've convinced Isaac why he shouldn't have dirty clothes. You're still small, but you're a good explainer. Clever kid.

Some now. What's your name? '

That was the first word Lord Sergei ever called to Reisa.