Neris sat next to Diane and silently observed the party’s atmosphere.
She felt very strange. In her previous life, she had been invited to several parties after becoming a daughter of the Elandria family, but she never truly felt welcomed.
Even at the graduation ball, which everyone looked forward to, all that was left was a horrible memory, but Diane had urged Neris to come ‘early’ and ‘stay by my side’.
As soon as Alecto left for his friends, Diane immediately turned her head and asked Neris softly,
“Riz, don’t you want anything to eat? I had a lot of food made that we can’t get at the school cafeteria. What do you like? There are cookies with rose jam, and almonds dipped in chocolate. Shall I get some warm milk with honey?”
The food from the school cafeteria was quite good, but it had its limits. Neris wasn’t picky about food, having often starved due to her husband’s whims in her former life as a princess, but the children who had only eaten food perfectly suited to their tastes at home complained a lot.
But even the pickiest child would find it hard to say that the food provided by the McKinnon family’s daughter today was insufficient.
“I ate a lot. Thanks for caring.”
Neris thanked her politely. Then Angarad Nine, who had been looking at them from nearby, approached with a shy face.
“Ththanks for inviting me to the party, Diane. Nel, your hair looks really pretty today.”
Angarad continued to shorten Neris’s name to Nel, trying to look like he was friendly with Neris.
Neris’s platinum blonde hair was reputed to shine like an angel’s, even without a single servant to care for it. In addition, she had worn her hair in a particularly adorable halfup style that day, so Angarad’s compliment was not empty words.
“Thank you, your hair is pretty too.”
Neris responded with fluent and beautiful words that captivated the listener’s soul.
Angarad wore a fashionable creamcolored satin ribbon. In her previous life, during her original school days, Neris had heard Angarad brag about this ribbon.
It was an expensive item, a gift from Lord Nine to ensure his daughter would not be humiliated at the Academy, purchased from the famous tailoring house in the Imperial City.
‘What’s he doing?’
On the other hand, Diane, the host who received thanks for the invitation, did not look pleased.
Diane knew that Neris hated being called ‘Nel’, and it bothered her that Angarad acted as though he was very close to Neris without knowing that.
When Diane and Neris showed no particular interest in him, Angarad left with a deflated look to mingle with other children.
Lower nobles had already gathered with their own kind a couple of times, and thanks to his fairly cute appearance, Angarad had made a few friendly friends.
As soon as Angarad left, Diane changed her attitude and spoke kindly to Neris.
“I have a card game I like. Shall we play together, huh?”
“Sure. How many people are participating?”
“Just the two of us!”
The maids who had worked diligently for today’s party, having advised Lady to invite half the estate, exchanged awkward smiles amongst themselves.
It was a manner for the party host to have fair interest in all attendees. That ‘Neris’ lady was dignified and intelligent, and she would certainly be a desirable friend who had a good influence on Miss Diane, but wider social connections were preferable.
Then, a servant carrying a beverage with lavender collided with a reckless party attendee.
Even though it was a child, the servant nearly lost balance as a twelveyearold collided at full force. Fortunately, he didn’t fall, but a few of the beverage glasses he was carrying were spilled.
The child who collided with the servant screamed as suddenly splashed with the cold and sticky beverage.
“Ah! It’s cold!”
“I apologize, I apologize, Miss!”
“Hahaha! Joanna is all wet!”
Laughter erupted from the surrounding people. The child, completely soaked, was hurriedly changed into new clothes by the assigned maid.
A few people were splashed with the beverage and were affected, but those children whose clothes were not heavily soaked continued to enjoy the party.
Noticing that Angarad’s ribbon was half wet, Neris’s eyes sparkled.
(This is a time divider.)
Neris, with her hand in the bag, suddenly stopped her motion.
A rustling sound, something thin, light, yet dry and brittle. She was not new to this, so she quickly knew what the touch was.
“What’s wrong?”
Diane, who was taking something from her bag, glanced at Neris. Neris casually said,
“It’s nothing.”
There was nothing to be upset about. It was a prank she had faced once every few days in her previous life.
In fact, like this, the ‘dry thing’ was better. Was it not better than a dead mouse? Much better than a live one.
But regardless of the lesser discomfort, it felt strange.
Who had put dead spiders in her bag? And not just one or two, it seemed.
Among the new students, there were already several who would enjoy this sort of thing. Especially Megara and her followers.
But ‘disgustingly’ only a few were active enough to actually collect bugs and had a good enough stomach for it.
Neris quietly considered a few names. Would the direct culprit be a boy?
Boys of a young age, even without a big grudge, enjoyed seeing the surprised faces of others. Neris, who was often targeted, had hated their conscienceless actions, but there was nothing she could do in the past. She had no power.
But now… instead of crying and appealing for injustice, she could use a better way. Fortunately.
The freshmen were chattering with bright voices about the fun weekend party while waiting for the teacher. Then, a cautious voice from the next seat spoke to Neris.
“Nel, why did you stop when you put your hand in your bag earlier?”
Angarad Nine. Diane, seeing that face talking again without tact, became impatient.
‘He’s sitting beside her again.’
If it hadn’t been for Angarad’s ribbon getting wet at Diane’s party over the weekend, she would have snapped at him. What’s it to you?
But Diane still remembered that the stain of lavender fragrance and beverage color would require separate laundering.
Diane’s hesitation gave Neris enough time to observe Angarad. Neris gave Angarad a brighter smile than usual.
“Why do you ask?”
Angarad’s round eyes always made her look harmless and naive. But Neris could vaguely guess who had done this to her bag.
Just glancing to confirm, she saw Megara looking their way as well. Neris smiled at Megara, who flinched slightly as their eyes met. Then she waited for Angarad’s reply.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
