Skip to content
Skip to chapter content
That Trash Was MeCh. 89: Chapter 89
Chapter 89

Chapter 89

1,484 words8 min read

# 89 - 89

tall stature.

Silver hair like a warm winter.

But the color of his eyes was an exact match to Leon's – a jewel-like green with hints of blue.

And of course, as with the intensity of warmth filling their gazes, the twins had a strikingly different vibe.

If there was an angel created by God to be entrusted with the task of spreading the first snow, wouldn't that angel be Lycian?

Angel in white.

Angel of purity.

amazing.

“Tulia.”

“Who are you waiting for?”

"Lamp? Ah."

Lycian understood what she meant and asked again.

“Wall crystal?”

“Yes yes.”

Lysian looked around and laughed loudly.

“Should I stay here with you?”

“Was it your dream to become a wall lamp too, big brother? It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

Despite my refusal, Lycian stood tall by my side. Maybe because he was tall and powerfully built.

“As expected of a protagonist. Height and build are the essentials.”

Even though his build was thinner than Leon's, it was still that.

“Let's stand together for a while.”

“Just for a little while?”

Are you planning to go somewhere else?

Lisian looked at me and smiled.

“I need to ask you to a dance.”

"Dancing? With who?"

“Who do you think?”

I blinked and asked after a moment.

"…I?"

“Yes. Tulia.”

His smile caressed the heart like the breeze of a spring night.

"amazing."

I immediately turned around and checked my appearance in the mirror hanging on the wall.

Dance with Lycian.

The eyes of all the nobles would be on me, so I couldn't show the slightest bit of neglect.

My eyes were almost burning.

“…hmmm.”

Lycian, who had been staring at me, turned to follow me. He looked at his face in the wall mirror just like me, and checked his clothes.

Our eyes met in the mirror and we both burst out laughing at the same time.

Look, Tullia.

Lycian of this type.

Your older siblings are so adorable.

You had to open your heart a little.

So there wouldn't be dinner parties where you were staring at people alone and making trouble.

What particularly caught Tulia's attention was Sandra and Sofia dancing with the twins.

The twins only danced with Sandra Fraser and Sophia Fraser, and did not ask other women to dance.

This was the case until Koriko appeared.

“True. This is the basic quality of male heroes.”

Originally, the main male actors perform best when they are humble.

They only dance with the main heroine, and they only have to dance with other women when they have no other choice.

Aren't male heroes supposed to treat non-heroine women with proper respect and then quietly disappear?

“Well, since Tulia shares the same blood, it would be ridiculous and absurd to consider her a woman.”

And of course, even the illustration of Tullia being haughty and arrogant, glaring at the twins.

Honestly, I liked it.

That look of beauty, confidence and vitality was absolutely charming.

This was the perfect image of a villain that no one could intimidate.

But…

“Do you want to dance?”

Lycian extended his hand.

“I would gladly do so.”

She took Lisian's hand and smiled brightly.

If only this place wasn't just an illustration in a video game, but real.

If this was the world I would live in.

I liked this version of Tullia much better.

Tens of thousands of times more.

No, millions of times more.

* * *

wraps.

Crunchy.

wraps.

Crunchy.

“Tulia.”

Lysiane, whose foot had been trampled for the seventh time, spoke in a voice in which both laughter and pain could be felt.

“You really can't dance.”

He seems to find it funny even when his feet are being trampled on.

Honestly, I found this situation funny too.

"I know."

wraps.

“I'm really not good at dancing.”

Crunchy.

“Lizian… does… doesn’t that hurt?”

“It hurts a little.”

In the end, we both burst out laughing while dancing.

It was stupid, but honestly, I was kind of happy.

The dance song ended quickly.

Only then did we part ways.

I hold the hem of my dress while Lisien places one hand on his left breast as we bow our heads to each other.

Applause applause applause.

The applause of the nobles rang out with joy.

Despite the many tramplings on me, Lysiane escorted me off the ground with steady steps.

“Lizian, Lizian.”

"Yes?"

“Has everyone noticed that I can't dance?”

“I, I was in the front, so maybe they don’t know.”

“This is convenient.”

I was worried that no one would ask me to dance in the future.

Then suddenly an idea occurred to me.

Could this be why Tulia was always standing next to the wall as an ornament?

The text states that Tullia only occasionally danced, even in the social circles of the imperial capital.

I thought it was due to her obnoxious personality and her hobby of staring at people.

But maybe she lacked confidence in her dancing skills...

“Of course. She never took proper dancing lessons.”

This is something I learned from the memories of Tullia that flow back to me.

A story that never appeared in...

While I completely mastered the rules of etiquette through desperate self-study in the library.

She had never learned such things as dancing so deeply.

Did they do it on purpose?

O'Pray, who had internal power, must have done this on purpose.

The House of Grand Duke Fraser has enough budget to hire teachers and dance partners.

Although dancing is considered a basic education for the noble society of this world.

I felt inexplicable discomfort.

Anyway, Opry Fraser.

No wonder she raised such a son – Tedric.

Her personality is very bad.

“Should I be your training and dance partner?”

"truly?"

"Yes."

“Are your feet going to be okay?”

Lycian rolled his eyes once and then shrugged.

“There are PR training shoes.”

“The one you were wearing before?”

"Yes."

“Will they fit?”

When I pointed out something important, Lysiane let out a laugh.

“I can, or I can order a new one.”

There seem to be special men's shoes with particularly thick uppers.

right.

Not everyone is skilled at dancing from the beginning.

How much should there be stepping on each other?

I sat with Lisian discussing when to schedule dance practice, then I raised my hand to the server to get two glasses of juice for us to share.

“It's a little hot.”

Perhaps because I stepped on her so much, Lisien's cheeks turned a little red from the intense heat.

When I looked at his profile, I suddenly felt puzzled and asked.

“Lycian.”

"Yes?"

“But aren’t you going?”

"where?"

“You should dance with the other ladies too.”

For example…

Sandra Fraser is there staring intently in that direction.

Or Sophia Fraser, who keeps giving sneak peeks here while talking to her followers.

At that very moment.

“Excuse me, young master Lycian. I was sent by Miss Sandra.”

A servant sent by Sandra approached directly.

But the surprise was in Lysian's response of refusal.

"Don't you really go out anymore? Lycian?"

“A gentleman only needs to dance once, right?”

It didn't look like he was joking.

Lycian looked as if he had no intention of going at all.

I watched the pale-faced servant as he retreated.

And of course, the maid's destination was Sandra Fraser.

It was her.

‘Hmm.’

Thinking about it, there was a similar monologue from Kuriko in…

-Uncle Nigella is a very caring person who cherishes Sandra as if she were his own daughter even though they are not related by blood.

But he treats Tullia, who has some blood relation to him, like dog food?

Naturally, Sandra, who had great love for Nigella, did not get along with Tullia.

-Are the walls here decorated with bright pink crystals?

Harsh criticism accompanied by sarcastic laughter.

I thought of an image of Sandra Fraser, who was always making fun of the aloof Tullia and acting arrogant, only to have her hair grabbed and beaten.

“Well, it's probably as bad now as it was then, if not worse. Certainly not better.”

Her eyes widened when she saw the servant Lycian had rejected.

She looked completely unconvinced, but she seemed unable to approach directly due to the appearances and stares of others.

Well, I can overlook reasonable jealousy as being cute.

As long as it doesn't cross borders like Viscount Lilius' family.

As soon as I looked away from Sandra.

Ding!

Colorful texts appeared in the air.

Subquest Content: Banquet Master

You are scum!

You have no money, your luck is bad, and everyone hates you!

(Except for one person) No one likes you!

Sub-goal: Dance with Liziane Fraser and Leon Fraser at the Gala.

Success:???

Failed: Coins -10,000

[System] Partial Success: Dancing with Lizanne Fraser

'Huh?'

Thinking about it, there was one more thing I had to do!

—————

1,484 words · 8 min read

arrow keys to navigate · Esc to go back ·