I Became The Sword Of The Sword-Obsessed Male Lead (18 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 8
“How infuriating. Can’t you ever just stay still? Or are you just stupid?”
“It’s not that…”
Dietrich swept his annoyed gaze over my appearance.
“What on earth is that maid outfit?”
“It’s a long story—do you want to hear it?”
“No. Never mind. The contract’s off.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Dietrich turned around and started walking out of the parlor.
If only I hadn’t dropped to my knees and grabbed his trousers.
“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”
“…”
“I just stepped out for a moment because I was starving, but the mansion was in complete chaos for some reason. Then I got mistaken for a maid, caught, and forced to work—that’s how I ended up like this.”
Having spilled out all the excuses I wanted to say in a rush, I pressed a hand to my chest and panted heavily.
Dietrich simply stood there, silently looking down at me.
“You do realize that now that the Duchess has seen you like this, it’s impossible to claim you’re my mother’s distant relative, right?”
Although he spoke harshly, he seemed willing to hear more, sighing as he spoke.
Since the Duchess had already seen me in this maid outfit, that lie was no longer usable.
What stung the most was that I never could have imagined things would spiral out of control like this!
Slowly, I released Dietrich’s trousers, which I’d been clutching tightly.
Then I shouted loudly,
“Of course I know that!”
“…That wasn’t a genuine question about whether you know or not.”
“Then what?”
“Sigh…”
Dietrich finally pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh.
“You really are stupid, aren’t you?”
“But I can still help you! So don’t abandon me.”
I widened my eyes as much as possible, blinking helplessly.
But Dietrich didn’t even blink—he merely flicked his index finger.
It seemed to mean “get up.” I immediately sprang to my feet and stood before him.
He frowned, stroking his chin, but he definitely seemed calmer than before.
‘He probably won’t get even angrier, right?’
Slipping out secretly was clearly wrong, but hadn’t I nearly starved to death?
Besides, Dietrich himself was partly to blame for how things had gone awry.
But I decided not to say that out loud.
‘Well, whatever. It doesn’t matter.’
Whether it was my fault or Dietrich’s, we were comrades heading toward the same goal.
All I wanted was not to worsen our relationship further.
“Looking like that, you’d have a hard time passing yourself off as a noble lady.”
“…Do I really look that dirty?”
“You haven’t bathed, so you certainly don’t look clean.”
Damn it.
That awful woman’s words weren’t entirely wrong, it seemed.
Covered in grime and wearing a maid’s uniform, it was perfectly understandable that everyone assumed I was a maid at first glance.
“If you want to stay in this house, pretending to be a maid is probably the best option.”
“…But I hate being a maid.”
“The one who says she hates it was the same one who went to the maid’s dining hall for food and even wore a maid’s uniform.”
“It’s unfair.”
But complaining wouldn’t change anything.
With a gloomy expression, I fiddled with the rough fabric of the maid’s skirt.
I’d tried to impersonate a noble lady—and, predictably, failed again.
‘Maybe I’m just not destined to be nobility here, either.’
Realizing that whether before or after my reincarnation, I was never meant to be treated like someone important actually brought me a strange sense of peace.
Yeah, since I didn’t know noble etiquette anyway, pretending to be a maid might actually be more comfortable.
“I’ll tell the Head Maid you’re a maid I picked up off the street.”
“Do you really think anyone would believe you picked someone up off the street?”
“…Even if it’s hard to believe, she’ll pretend to believe it. So it doesn’t matter.”
Spot-on as usual, Dietrich shot me an irritated glare, but I quickly pretended to look elsewhere.
Anyway, I quickly regained my spirits and clenched my fists, steeling my resolve.
“Fine! Since it’s come to this, I’ll become the best maid ever!”
Who knew—I might just become the strongest maid in the Delgado household!
“Now that’s an ambitious goal.”
“Can you just be quiet for a bit?”
As long as Dietrich didn’t keep getting in my way.
[This is the timeline separator]The next morning.
My day began simply.
Tidying up the bed in my room and flinging open the window wide.
Thanks to Dietrich—whose efficiency rivaled mine—he’d immediately informed the Head Maid, so since last night, I’d been able to sleep in the maid’s quarters.
I was truly grateful for that.
Even luckier was that my roommate in the two-person room was Mari!
Mari was truly the best friend and roommate one could ask for.
A friend who, upon learning we’d be sharing a room, immediately shared all the insider tips about the maid’s quarters—that was a true friend indeed.
Thanks to Mari’s precious advice, I learned that arriving early at the maid’s dining hall earned you an extra warm, freshly baked white bread roll.
“Mari, Mari! Wake up! We need to go get our white bread!”
“Uuugh… just a little more…”
“But you said you’d save some for your siblings!”
“Right, right! I need to open my eyes!”
Mari was the eldest daughter of a poor commoner family.
She’d become a maid in the Delgado household to support her parents, who worked as a gardener and kitchen assistant in another noble estate.
She had five younger siblings—all very young—and worried constantly about feeding them enough.
Ultimately, her sense of responsibility as the eldest daughter won over her sleepiness.
Rubbing her drowsy eyes, Mari got up, and we quickly changed into our maid uniforms and headed for the dining hall.
The food was perfect again today. And thanks to arriving early, we each got an extra white bread roll.
“Hmm, I should take these home for my siblings.”
Watching Mari’s joyful expression, I quietly looked down at the white bread in my hand.
She had five siblings—if that was true, one roll definitely wouldn’t be enough.
“Do you want this one too?”
“Really?”
Seemingly shocked that I’d offer her my bread, Mari stopped abruptly on her way back to our room.
“You’re giving this to me? Why?”
“Well, you said you have five younger siblings, right?”
“That’s true, but… you’re just as poor as I am.”
Her painfully honest words made my heart twinge for a moment, but I generously handed her all the bread I had.
“I’m fine. I’m alone anyway.”
“Alone? You don’t have any family?”
“Yeah. None.”
I’d never had a family to begin with.
It was the same before my reincarnation and after.
Remembering my past life—growing up in an orphanage, always trying to stay bright and positive—I gave her the widest smile I could manage.
“So take it. With so many people, extra bread will definitely come in handy.”
“Heidi… you really are a wonderful friend!”
Overcome with emotion, Mari wrapped both arms around my neck, hugging me tightly with the bread still in her hands.
It was a little hard to breathe, but I didn’t mind—it actually felt nice.
Mari’s embrace was warm and comforting.
Maybe that’s why
I thought today would turn out alright.
‘Wrong! It’s going to be absolutely terrible!’
I bit my lip hard as I glared down at the heavy stack of books.
Then I turned to look at the annoying maids behind me, flapping their hands impatiently for me to hurry up.
“Heidi, that’s what new hires are supposed to do. Hurry up and move them!”
“Yeah, the Head Maid will scold you for being so slow if she sees you.”
“She must not have any common sense.”
They were clearly picking on me.
The Delgado estate was huge, employing many maids.
Among them were these particularly idle maids who’d gone out of their way to torment a new recruit. I ground my teeth in frustration.
‘How nasty.’
Nasty as they were, I had no choice but to obey.
To avoid being ostracized by the other maids, I couldn’t afford to stand out too much.
Silently watching the maids giggle among themselves, I clenched my fists tightly.
Then, with a sudden burst of strength, I hoisted the stack of books and gave them a bright smile.
Well, this much is nothing.
Carrying them wouldn’t be hard at all.
Determined not to show any sign of strain, I dug deep and walked off with all my might. Their laughter faded into the distance.
“Ugh, this is tough.”
The place where I was supposed to move the books was an incredibly spacious and quiet room.
When I reached the door, I knocked carefully.
But there was no answer from inside—perhaps no one was there.
“Huh? Is it an empty room?”
Since I still hadn’t fully grasped the mansion’s layout, I couldn’t tell exactly where I was.
Awkwardly, I knocked on the door once more.
Still, no sound came from inside.
Just as I leaned close to the door to check for any signs of life,
“What are you doing right now?”
A youthful voice called out.
Turning my head, I saw a boy about as tall as my shoulder.
He looked around ten years old.
With golden hair and sea-green eyes, he looked like a porcelain doll, arms crossed as he glared at me.
“I asked you what you’re doing!”
His tone was irritable, and his clothes looked expensive.
He seemed oddly familiar—but who could he be…?
Quickly, I bowed my head and replied as a proper maid should.
“I was ordered to move these books into this room.”
“Books?”
The boy looked down at the pile of books on the floor as if it were absurd, then flicked his finger.
It seemed to mean “come closer,” so I stepped nearer—only for him to suddenly shout angrily,
“Why are you coming closer!”
“But… didn’t you just signal me to come closer?”
“No, I didn’t!”
Then what exactly was I supposed to do?
Since he was clearly exasperated, I hastily stepped back.
At that, the boy pointed at the books in frustration and yelled,
“Get rid of those books right now!”
“Huh? These books?”
“Yes! I don’t repeat myself twice. Throw them all away.”
His authoritative tone and obvious irritation started getting under my skin.
Unfortunately, I was almost certain my status was far lower than this kid’s, so I had no choice but to ask politely,
“But someone told me the Duchess herself asked the Head Maid to have these moved?”
“What does that matter! I don’t care what my mother says.”
“Did you just insult your mother?!”
My pronunciation might’ve slipped a little from shock, but that wasn’t important right now.
“Wait—this tiny little boy is Dietrich’s younger brother?”
“Hold on! What did you just say?”
“No way! They said he had a terrible personality—but how can someone this cute exist!”
Dietrich’s younger brother had been described as utterly awful.
A spoiled, mischievous child who’d stop at nothing to fulfill the Duchess’s desires.
Yet here he was—adorably cute.
Staring blankly at the boy, I muttered under my breath,
“I can’t believe it.”
“…I can’t believe it either. Maid, are you out of your mind? Do you even realize what you just said?”
“…Huh? What did I say?”
I shrugged my shoulders, puzzled.
I was sure I’d only muttered in my head that this boy, despite his personality, was surprisingly cute.
‘Oh no…’
Though it wasn’t cold, why did I suddenly feel chills run down my spine?
The boy, now wearing an expression of utter disbelief that bordered on dizziness, sighed in exasperation.
“You just called me a tiny, cute bean!”
Sometimes, assuming something impossible could really get you in trouble.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
——
The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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