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VOLUME 1: A DAILY LIFE LIKE CINDERELLA
CHAPTER 3 - Endurance for a Changed Future
To alter the future, I endure the present. The only meaningful time granted to me is the study sessions with the tutor my father hired for Jillke. Though Jillke doesn't seem interested in studying, she makes me attend the lessons. Mr. Rikeld, an eighty-seven-year-old active teacher, believes I'm Jillke. Despite the deception weighing on me, I accumulate knowledge for the future.
Once the study session ends, Jillke arrives, shouting my name.
"Elucia! We have a tea party! Hand over a dress!"
Thinking she resembles a thief, I invite her into the room.
"Look. Today, we're invited by the Count of Vertmiller."
She shows me an invitation addressed to me. She intends to open and attend without being invited, all thanks to Magritte, who used to be close to me.
"Um, isn't that a letter from my friend Magritte?"
"Nonsense!"
To someone like Jillke, not born into a prestigious family, receiving an invitation to a tea party is implausible. She strides around the room and rummages through the closet.
"Didn't Filbach deliver the new dress recently? I know because I overheard!"
Filibach owns a popular dress boutique in the capital. A friend of my late mother, she always sends me her latest creations. She's one of the few adults who care for me. The dresses are brought to me by her apprentice, stored in my closet. During my father's business trip, Jillke took away items intended for me. She covets everything I hold dear. When she arrived, she even cried to my father about wanting the room I was using, and he granted her request, assuming older sisters sacrifice for younger ones. It seemed ridiculous, but knowing their malicious tendencies through precognitive dreams, I thought giving up the room was a small matter. Subsequently, I was assigned a room with too much sunlight. After this room relocation, my life became filled with the duties of a maid-in-training. Despite these busy days, Jillke continues to try taking things from me.
Jillke grabs the only dress in the closet and puts it on, a dress with billowing sleeves and jewels sewn onto the skirt.
"It fits me perfectly. You don't need it, so I'll take it!"
In that moment, I cling to Jillke, pretending to cry. Seeing my reaction, she smirks contentedly. She finds joy in seeing me cry or suffer.
"It's terrible! That dress was made by Filbach for me!"
"I can wear it better! Move, I'm going to be late."
She kicks me and leaves the room with the dress in hand.
"Ugh... uuh... uuu..."
I'll stop acting now. If I overdo it, I'll get tired. I exhale dramatically and roll onto the floor.
Because things went so smoothly, I cover my smirking mouth with my hand. The dress Jillke took wasn't Filbach's latest creation. It was a secondhand dress I bought from a vintage shop about twenty years ago. Filbach's dresses were sold at that shop. Despite feeling guilty, I don't have a place to wear it now, and I need money. Filbach's dresses fetch a high price and are intended for savings for the future.
Jillke, returning from the tea party, approaches me with an angry expression.
"Hey! How are you going to take responsibility for this!"
She slaps my cheek and vents her exasperation.
"This isn't Filbach's dress! Why did you deceive me!"
I didn't deceive her. I never claimed that the dresses in the closet were gifts from Filbach. Jillke believed it herself and took them.
"Because of your dress, I was ignored at the tea party!"
It was because Jillke attended the tea party uninvited. Nobles show respect based on refined manners. Jillke, who hasn't completed her ladylike education, wouldn't be accepted.
I get repeatedly slapped by Jillke and later summoned by Lyacobe. She whips me in places hidden by clothes. Today's punishment is particularly severe. However, perhaps due to the influence of avoiding the situation where Filbach's dress is taken, I develop a fever at night. When I cough, I cough up blood. The price of changing the future is now coming upon me. Despite this situation, I don't feel as miserable as I did in the precognitive dreams. I still have money. If I manage things well, I can eventually leave home and live happily alone.
I believed that, without a doubt, until that night when I dreamed.
After saving money until adulthood and living peacefully on my own, I'm suddenly attacked. Ubel finds and brings me back home. Forced into marriage with Ubel, I end up being exploited. No matter how much I run, I'm inevitably found and brought back.
It's a daily hell.
"Elucia, how long are you going to sleep!"
I wake up to Hera's shout. It's the worst awakening.
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