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Chapter 23

My Sister Was the Male Lead

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“……”

The silent atmosphere in the room grew even colder.

Truly, the vase on the side table didn’t move even a little bit, not even a speck.Full novel: My Sister Was the Male Lead — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

Just in case, I tried shouting with all my heart one more time, but the result was the same.

I guess my talent isn’t in this area.

Otherwise, how could absolutely nothing happen like this?

“Ugh, forget it, forget it. I’m not doing it!”

I sighed deeply and crushed the Karky grass with a stone, then placed it on my palm.

Anyway, it would be best to hide this mark.

A moment later.

I felt a strange sensation on my palm, like a water droplet bursting.

All my nerves focused on my hand.

After some time, as expected, the mark disappeared.

“Whew.”

Thank goodness.

It’s not the first time, but I can’t help but feel nervous.

However, since I don’t know why the mark might appear in the future, wearing gloves when going out will be essential.

From this, one fact could be inferred.

“It seems like the apple caused some reaction.”

My eyes narrowed slightly.

I paced back and forth in the same spot, like someone deep in thought.

What did that old woman do to the apple?

Or was it something the country did under the guise of witch hunting?

Or was it just a coincidence?

I pondered repeatedly, but couldn’t come to a clear answer.

Instead, I decided to be careful with apples for the time being.

Having reached a conclusion, I quietly sat down in front of the vanity.

“While I have time, should I tidy up for once?”

I took out the notebook and pen I had put in the drawer.

I had been recording my sister’s strategy. “capture method,” referring to strategies for winning someone’s heart) little by little.

There weren’t any significant results yet, but I believed that there would definitely come a day when this guide would be needed.

While writing, I naturally scanned my surroundings.

I also reflected on my own situation.

Dresses, accessories, nothing was lacking, but why did my appearance always seem to be missing something?

Perhaps that was because…

‘Is it because of Anne’s terrible sense of style?’

It was a reasonable suspicion.

It’s okay now because it’s the beginning of the game, but I would soon have to debut in high society.

Honestly, when I played the game directly, I could just pay-to-win, so there was no problem.

But, after possessing the character, it was different.

I hadn’t paid much attention to this aspect in my previous eight lives.

The first few times, I was only obsessed with the hidden ending characters, and the next few times, I was driven mad by repeated deaths and regressions.

‘I have to change now.’

Since I had my sister as a target, I had to change my approach.

Now, I had to unhesitatingly attend tea parties with young ladies and engage in various exchanges to obtain information.

But I couldn’t do that with this unsophisticated concept.

It was definitely time for a change.

Knock, knock.

As if in response, I heard a knock on the door.

“Miss, it’s me.”

It was Anne.

I ran to the bedroom door and opened it wide, as if I had been waiting.

“You’re here?”

“Oh my, you’re awake?”

“Of course, what time is it? I have to be awake.”

“Well, it’s almost evening.”

Anne glanced out the window and joked.

The sun had long passed its zenith.

It was also because I had slept in especially late today.

Slightly embarrassed by the undeniable fact, I scratched the back of my neck and changed the subject.

“By the way, was there anything special?”

Anne would often tell me all sorts of worldly affairs when she went to the market.

It was fun to hear stories filled with the joys and sorrows of life, as well as trivial jokes.

“Actually, I saw something, Miss.”

As expected, there was something.

My expectations rose sharply.

“Anne, come in first.”

I waved my hand at Anne.

“Yes?”

“Can you tell me in detail while I get ready?”

“Ah, yes!”

I sat down in front of the vanity and looked at Anne in the mirror.

Anne brushed my hair with a cushion brush as usual, then gathered it diligently at the crown of my head.

I already had a sense of what hairstyle she was going to give me.

‘Are you going to tie it up in a topknot again?’

But what could I do?

Anne was already doing her best.

Rather than dwelling on something I couldn’t change right away, I decided to focus on something else.

“Anne, so what did you see at the market?”

“Miss, you know the hair salon in town? The one called, what was it called.”

“Bling Bling?”

Anne nodded repeatedly.

“That’s right, Bling Bling! How do you know so well, Miss?”

“That much is…”

A piece of cake.

That’s because it was a regular store I used when I was strategizing. “capturing,” referring to winning over) the male lead candidates back in the day.

Moreover, the reason I frequented that place was…

‘It’s all because of you, Anne, right in front of me.’

Anne had a terrible sense of style, except for cooking.

As if cursed, even normal things would turn into bizarre shapes when they passed through Anne’s hands.

‘How much did I spend on cash shop items.’

Sob, suddenly thinking about the old days makes me tear up.

Look at her now.

What is she doing to me, who would be cute even if she just brushed my hair roughly?

It was hard to tell if this was a goblin or a person.

My pretty eyes were pulled up and looked scary because my hair was pulled tightly to the crown of my head.

And what’s with this being a trendy hairstyle?

It was clear that if I intervened in a half-hearted way, it would be neither here nor there.

For example, my hair that Anne touched was like, ‘It’s trendy, but is it really?’

“Huh? Miss? Did something happen? Why are you suddenly about to cry?”

It seemed my emotions were unknowingly showing on my face.

“Huh? No, something must have gotten in my eye.”

“Oh my, really? Let me see.”

I hurriedly waved my hand.

“No, it’s okay now.”

Because nothing had gotten in my eye from the beginning.

In fact, Anne’s lack of skill wasn’t entirely her fault.

After possessing the character, Anne in the injected memories looked very young.

Before Dad set sail, he had assigned a maid my age to me, and that was Anne.

At that time, Anne was about to be sold to a brothel by her drunken stepfather, and Dad, who happened to witness it, took pity on Anne and brought her home.

Because of that, Anne had never learned how to be a maid.

‘In a way, I can’t say it’s not my responsibility at all.’

I decided not to look at Anne’s skills so pessimistically anymore.

“Anyway, Miss, I heard that a Charming Class has been created at Bling Bling recently.”

“What? Charming Class?”

I blinked my eyes and asked.

This wasn’t in the original story?

Could there be subtle differences because the target was different?

“It’s a kind of training center that teaches makeup and hairstyling.”

“Really? Such a place has been created?”

“Yes!”

It was welcome news.

I was already wondering what to do about Anne’s skills, which would be responsible for my beauty in the future.

“Do you even know who registered there?”

“Who registered?”

“Miss, don’t be surprised.”

“Okay.”

“So, you see.”

Anne hesitated for no reason.

What, what is it!

Don’t just raise my expectations and then have it be nothing.

“Tell me, quickly!”

Just as I was about to bite my lip and glare at Anne, as if I was about to suffocate, she said,

“Miss Lagenne!”

‘Wh-what the…!’

I was so surprised by Anne’s answer that I almost swore out loud.

How much prettier can someone who’s already perfect get!

It was already unusual that a Charming Class had been created, but the fact that a noble lady had registered there was also shocking.

‘I mean, seriously.’

It wasn’t wrong to say that pretty people do more.

What on earth is my sister thinking?

I couldn’t understand it at all right now.

“Miss, are you okay?”

I barely came to my senses at Anne’s question.

Like a noble lady of the Cleo barony, I swallowed my true feelings and blinked my eyes.

“Anne, how did you know that?”

“Ah, well, I was walking along the back alley behind the salon. The window happened to be open, so I took a peek.”

“Okay, and you saw?”

“The salon staff was very embarrassed, so I wondered why. Well, Miss Lagenne said she would register for the class.”

That’s right. It couldn’t be helped.

Usually, nobles would use maids, but a noble was going to do it herself?

It was more than enough to cause discomfort to those who saw it.

In addition, this was a problem that could cause other gossip, enough to cause the decline of the family.

Even the person teaching wouldn’t be comfortable dealing with my sister.

‘Either way, it’s just a headache.’

I was curious about the next story Anne would tell.

“Is that the end? Is there nothing more?”

“Of course there is. Anyway, then Miss Lagenne said, ‘Then, if I register my household member here, I can observe as the owner, right?'”

My lips naturally turned upwards at my sister’s wonderful response.

But, there was one thing I needed to point out at this point.

“Anne, then to be exact, it wasn’t my sister who registered, but her maid, right?”

“Uh, well, is that how it is? At least on the surface, that’s right. Ah! But do you know what’s even more surprising?”

“Huh? Is there more?”

“Of course, Miss! If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t have come this late.”

As expected, she didn’t disappoint!

I was completely engrossed in Anne’s story, which was full of twists and turns.

“The person who registered was, well, Parker, not the maid.”

“What? Parker?”

Wow.

I covered my mouth with both hands.

It was truly an unpredictable development.

Why would she make a male servant do that when she had a maid?

Is it a new kind of punishment?

‘Or is my sister also suffering from the same problems as me?’

For example, her maid has a terrible sense of style like our Anne.

‘No. My sister’s usual appearance is just wonderful.’

I quickly shook my head.

At least my sister’s maid’s skills seemed to be above average.

Of course, my sister is so beautiful that she would look pretty even if she wore rags.

I looked at the current situation and came up with a good idea.

‘Heh, where the needle goes, the thread must follow.’

“Anne.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“What about the Charming Class? Are you interested?”

“Yes? Interested?”

“Yeah, you can be honest with me.”

“Ah, no! How could I, with my skills, go to the Charming Class? It’s not appropriate, Miss!”

Anne hurriedly waved her hand.

She seemed flustered that the hidden intention of my words might have been seen as a request to be sent to the Charming Class.

“What’s wrong with Anne? I want to send Anne to the Charming Class if she wants to go.”

Please, how about going? Huh?

If possible, shouldn’t we try anything?

“Yes? Why would you waste money on such a thing? Don’t do that.”

“I don’t think so.”

Anne, let’s not delay any longer.

Your skill improvement and my beauty upgrade.

At this rate, it’s really a big problem.

“Oh my, Miss!”

“You said there’s nothing to lose by learning anything, right? Anne said that to me when I didn’t want to study, right?”

Anne nodded at the undeniable words.

“Y-yes, I did say that.”

“And if you go to the training center, you can find out about trends faster, right?”

Real trends, I mean.

Not like, ‘It’s trendy, but it wasn’t.’

I decided to drive a wedge so that Anne couldn’t say anything else.

“Parker also registered, right? Honestly, it’s a very good opportunity. Don’t you think so, Anne?”

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