I Don't Want To Work! - Chapter 52
CHAPTER 52
Through hundreds of reincarnations, I possessed various talents and even flourished in them.
Magic, swordsmanship, the skills of a merchant, and even that of a rogue.
Talents I thought I didn’t have an affinity for, through hundreds of reincarnations, I eventually acquired at least once.
However, there were two talents I could never possess or even dream of having.
That was singing and dancing.
‘It was the fields that made me realize there are things that no matter how hard I try, I can’t achieve.’
Even when I was born as a mermaid who believed even the sound of breathing was a melody, I was tone-deaf.
Even when I was born as an elf with a talent for dancing and playing musical instruments, I was the worst.
‘If I were born as a siren, I would have starved to death.’
I would have driven sailors away with my singing instead of enchanting them.
But despite that, someone told me to dance.
To dance a dance I hadn’t even learned. I pinched my forehead.
“Hah.”
There’s no helping it. I’ll just have to wing it this time.
“Alright.”
I nodded earnestly.
In the meantime, Liena, who had calmed down, blushed.
“I was a little flustered earlier.”
It wasn’t just a little, you seemed very flustered.
I swallowed the words and slightly shook my head.
“Come to think of it, if I ask someone I know, you might be able to learn that dance.”
“Is that so?”
It was a vague time left for the ball.
By now, those who were okay had already been called to teach dances in their respective families, hadn’t they?
“There’s a lady I know, Lady Whitney, and she loves to dance, so she knows all the latest dances.”
“Hmm.”
“She’s also talented at teaching, so teaching one song shouldn’t be a problem.”
If Liena was speaking so confidently, she must be a good person.
“Would someone like that have time now?”
“She will.”
Liena said so confidently.
“Because Lady Whitney is currently serving as the governess for Duke Marcus.”
“Marcus?”
I feel like I’ve heard that name somewhere before.
I chuckled. I heard it somewhere.
Where was it again? Where was it?
Ah!
“Jin! I’m sorry, I’ve hurt myself again, hehe.”
“When did you hurt yourself again?”
“I fell while training. But fortunately, I’m not badly hurt this time, right?”
‘That clumsy Marcus!’
I worked as a doctor in the imperial palace during the reign of Emperor Lecadius.
It was then that I learned about the privileges of some nobles that Arkin didn’t know about.
‘That was when Marcus was just appointed as a knight, right?’
He was the knight who frequently got injured due to his clumsy nature, and he was the one I met the most among the knights.
So, I heard a lot about him.
‘After I returned to Cranis, he would still occasionally send me letters.’
[Jin, I have been given a great responsibility this time and have risen to a position beyond my expectations. I will brag about it when we meet next time. Please take care until the day we meet again.
-Marcus.-
P.S.: I’ve had a beautiful baby this time. Please come and see.]
That was Marcus’ last letter.
He breathed his last in the battle that occurred the following year.
It was a time when the country was most unstable, just after it was established.
“….”
I swept my hair back. Liena, who had no idea what I was thinking, continued her explanation.
“Right now, Duke Marcus is in his territory with his son and daughter. So, his wife has some free time.”
“I see.”
“Yes. Oh, and by the way, if the Duke learns about the Princess, he might come looking for her.”
“Me, why?”
“Well, actually, Duke Marcus’ youngest son is also sick. Thanks to that, Lady Whitney was able to find many places where she could get rare herbs.”
Ah, I nodded. I was a little curious about how she became connected to the Duke’s head governess.
‘They formed a bond because they both had sick children.’
“I actually wanted to visit them and express my gratitude.”
“Then I’ll give you a day off, so go and meet them.”
“Would that be okay?”
“What wouldn’t be okay? I’ll also make sure you have enough vacation allowance.”
“Thank you very much.”
“Oh, and I’ll take care of Raven. Come back after enjoying some freedom.”
The lady brightened up at my words. Sometimes, even mothers needed some time to relax.
As we continued our conversation, the carriage came to a stop.
“Hmm? I think we’ve arrived at the wrong place.”
I chuckled as I got out of the carriage. I was supposed to go to a dress shop, but instead of a shop, there was a small house.
“We’re at the right place.”
Liena pointed to a place with a smile.
Following her finger, there was a small signboard.
[Seamstress Miller.]
“This is the shop run by Seamstress Miller. It’s the most famous place in the capital. People come from other countries just to get their clothes tailored here.”
“Don’t skilled seamstresses like that have bookings filled up for years?”
“That’s right.”
Liena nodded lightly.
“Actually, today’s booking was made by me three years ago.”
“Huh? Three years?”
I widened my eyes.
“Yes, back then, my husband hadn’t passed away yet, so I had a bit of spare time.”
“No, it’s not that. Is this shop really booked for three years?”
“Well, not exactly.”
Not exactly?
Waiting for a shop for three years…
“If you make a reservation now, you’ll have to wait five years. It’s become even more popular during that time.”
“….”
What kind of dress would require a five-year waiting list?
“Shall we go in, Your Highness?”
As soon as we entered, a shop assistant greeted us as if they had been waiting.
“Welcome, I’m Taylor Will.”
The employee bowed slightly and handed us a piece of paper.
“Excuse me, are you Lady Saila?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
“I’m sorry to bother you, but could you confirm your date of birth and Lady Saila’s seal for verification?”
Do we need to go through this? I blinked.
“Here you go.”
But Liena, as if she already knew, provided her date of birth and verified the seal.
“Verification confirmed. Let me show you to your room.”
As we followed the employee, I asked.
“Is there a specific reason why we need such thorough verification?”
“It’s been a bit inconvenient, I apologize.”
The employee explained with a sheepish expression.
“We didn’t used to do this, but there have been cases where people suddenly come in and claim to be the ones who made the reservation.”
“What?”
“Because such incidents have become too frequent, we’ve started this verification process.”
“Well, then I guess it can’t be helped.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
The employee smiled widely and opened the door naturally.
“This is your room. Please wait a moment, the seamstress will be with you shortly. Can I get you something to drink?”
“I’ll have orange juice…”
“I’ll have herbal tea, please.”
“Yes! Orange juice and herbal tea. Please wait a moment.”
The door closed with a thud, leaving us alone.
What is this place, exactly…?
“But, Lady, is it really okay for you to go through all this trouble just for me?”
“Of course.”
Liena nodded in response to my question.
“You’ve helped me a lot. I can afford to do this much for you.”
Still, I feel a little guilty.
I scratched my cheek.
‘It feels like I’m stealing memories from Lady Saila.’
Should I ask them to make two dresses with plenty of money?
There’s nothing money can’t solve in this world.
Is there something money can’t solve?
That’s when the money offered is too little.
‘Alright, I’ll solve it with money.’
I was about to use some of my saved-up pocket money, but there was noise outside the door.
“You can’t do this, Lady!”
A familiar voice overlaid a voice that sounded weak.
It was a voice that seemed to match well with red hair.
“I made a reservation too, didn’t I? Isn’t that right, Lady Mensia?”
“That’s right! I made a reservation nearly six months ago.”
“It’s not time for reservations made six months ago to come up yet.”
“I’m in a hurry. Or do you want me to go to the first ball wearing just any dress?”
“No, it’s not that, but…”
“If it’s not that, then just grant my request!”
Suddenly, the owner of the voice came closer and swung the door wide open.
“People lack flexibility like this… Oh my.”
Milia laughed as if she had found her prey after rudely opening the door.
“Your Highness Princess Lottie, it’s been a while.”
Her eyes were burning with intense eagerness.
“I wanted to see you again.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
I blinked and then smiled widely.
“Oh, no, not me.”
Could you please close the door and leave for a moment?