No Evil Lady in the World (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 97

Ariante opened one eye as if ready to hear any odd remark, but only closed it again obediently upon hearing Meiana say, “My lady, you must keep your eyes shut.”

Brigitte once more marveled at Ariante’s long eyelashes, which fluttered like curtains each time she blinked.

“Goodness! I never realized your eyelashes were this long, my lady. Honestly, you could probably balance a matchstick on them—they look like they’d make a fluttering sound!”

Unable to hold back her laughter, Meiana let out a soft giggle. Just as she finished wiping Ariante’s face clean, Ariante, wide-eyed, turned to Brigitte and said,

“That’s called flattery.”

For a moment, Meiana and Brigitte’s eyes met. Brigitte wore an utterly embarrassed expression.

Meiana spoke.

“My lady, Brigitte is…”

“It’s not flattery!”

Brigitte cried out. This time, not only Ariante but even Meiana turned to look at her in surprise.

“Flattery? No, absolutely not! I truly don’t know how to flatter at all. If I did, wouldn’t I be earning a much higher wage than I do now? Or perhaps I’d have already snagged a husband and gotten married! But you see, I simply can’t say things I don’t mean. I got into terrible trouble for it once! There was this ill-tempered aunt of mine—I told her she looked like a wicked old hag, and she beat me so hard my bottom felt like it was on fire!”

Though her words included phrases unsuitable for a seven-year-old’s ears, Brigitte spoke so quickly that Meiana couldn’t stop her in time. Even Ariante, who had just scolded her with a pouty frown for “flattering,” now stood dumbfounded, lips parted, utterly stunned by Brigitte’s outburst.

Brigitte smiled—a gentle, utterly guileless expression.

“So, my lady, everything I say is true. You really are as beautiful as an angel! Your golden hair is like tiny dandelions, and your eyes—oh, your eyes! When I look into them, I’m reminded of my childhood. Where I lived, there was a very clear stream; on sunny days, the sky reflected in it like a mirror, appearing the most vivid blue. Your eyes are exactly that color!”

Ariante looked back and forth between Brigitte and Meiana. Then, suddenly making a petulant face, she stuck out her lips and twisted the bedsheet as if tearing it apart for no reason.

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