not enough, so she wrote a letter of recommendation and sent it to him.
It was rumored that she was in charge of etiquette training for Count Burns.

She jumped up from my seat and spoke to the butler.

“Did he leave?”

“Yes, he left without leaving a message.”

“Hold me.”

It’s nonsense.
In other words, she deliberately listed five people in case one or two were busy.
And all five of them turned him down? That was incredibly disrespectful.
It was also her responsibility since she recommended them.

She asked the butler to hold on to Count Burns and bring him back, then sat back down.
Her heart was in a hurry.
She needed to talk to Count Burns.
First of all, she needed to apologize and find out why the people she recommended turned down, and then work things out.

“If you are busy…”

Lauren said so after seeing her urgent action.
But she couldn’t just skip that one either.
She shook her hand and said.

“Your life is at stake.
So what are your plans?”

“I’m thinking of quitting the academy.”

Lauren said firmly that she had already prepared her heart.
And she started talking nonsense about going into business.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to do a dressing room.”

‘Uh, well.’

Unknowingly, her gaze turned to Julia.
Did she know this? Fortunately or unfortunately, Julia seemed to know.
Seeing her uneasy gaze, she realized why Julia had come to see her.

So, asking her to find out what kind of person Lord Sekei was was just an excuse.
To convince Lauren.
Well, running a clothing store was not a bad idea in itself.
Clothes were necessary for people to live, and wages and sewing were still a means for many people to make a living.
But the problem was.

“Liz, do you know how to make clothes?”

This was it.

Surely they, girls from aristocratic families, learn to sew from an early age.
It’s not only a way to pass the time, but it’s also a basic skill of a noble lady to make beautiful items.
But embroidering and making clothes were completely different skills.
Lauren was still confident, but after thinking she said.


Then no.
How could she run a clothing store if she didn’t know how to make clothes? When she thought so, Lauren continued.

“But I know the designs that will be in fashion in the future.”


“If that is really a precognitive dream, then I know all the designs that will be popular in the future.
Let it go.
Plaid will be popular this fall.”

What? She gaped at her and looked at Lauren.
Regardless of her reaction, she started explaining how she was going to do the dressing room.
She said that she would find a seamstress with good skills but poor sense and work with her.
She would draw the fashionable clothing designs she saw in her dreams, and she makes and sells them as a seamstress.

She didn’t know how to close my mouth at a pretty plausible plan.
Looking up at Julia, she was nodding her head at Lauren’s plan.
It was a good plan.
If that goes as Lauren thought, that is.
However, even if things went as they were, it bothered her that she would quit the academy where she would be graduating next year and work.

The door opened slightly and she noticed the butler poking his head in, and told Lauren and Julia.

“Let’s do this.
First, let me find out what kind of person Lord Sekei is.
Let’s talk about quitting the academy later.”

“You don’t have to graduate from an academy to run a dressing room.”

That’s it, wasn’t it? She reflexively agreed with Lauren before hesitating.
She also didn’t go to the academy, so she didn’t know if graduating from the academy would help her with a costume shop.
But she did know one thing. 

She said emphatically.

“But the academy can create future customers who will come to your dressing room.”

The academy was attended by children of wealthy commoners and nobles.
They would need clothes too.
It’s not just the dressing room that needs customers, it’s the same no matter what.
That’s why nobles send their children to the academy.
Not only to get an education, but also to date people.

At her persuasion, Lauren nodded her head disapprovingly.
First of all, Lauren’s withdrawal from the academy was blocked.
She told Lauren and Julia to eat their cake and tea and leave the drawing room.
The butler, who was waiting at the door, quickly led her to a large drawing room.

“Count Burns.”

Count Burns was sitting in the large drawing-room.
One of the smaller parlors was just used by her to meet Lauren and Julia, so she guessed the butler took him to the larger parlor.

Even though Count Burns was alone in the drawing room, which was large enough for twenty people, she did not think it was large.
Was it because the Count was big?

“Lady Biscon.”

As soon as Count Burns saw her, he jumped up and took her hand.
As she watched him bend down and kiss the back of her hand, she wondered what the hell this man was looking at.

Greetings like that didn’t go well these days.
He didn’t know if it’s a royal family or a high-ranking priest.
He didn’t know much about aristocratic etiquette, but it was strange that he did such an old greeting skillfully.

“Do you like performances or something?”

Maybe he saw a play or something.
Talking about history or legend.
Count Burns, who had corrected his posture in response to her question, hesitated and then smiled.

“Just a few famous ones.
Are you inviting me to a performance?”

She made a mistake.
No matter who hears it, the question she asked just before was a question that would invite him to a performance.
She said softly.

“If there is a good performance, I will contact you.”

The smile on Count Burns’ face grew brighter.
Wait, she felt guilty if he liked it that much.

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