Suddenly, she had impulsively come here, feeling sorry for her, who lived accepting her social status.

A quite pretty and lovely age.

She wanted to give a small gift to her, who, being a woman, might have never properly dolled up.

“Hardships? I just did what I had to do.”

“Don’t you like my gift?”

“No. It’s not like that. It’s not that……”

She understood well what her feelings might be.

“There will be many prying eyes, so you can’t do it in the mansion. Make sure you do it on a really special day.”

“A special day?”

“Days like when you go to meet friends or family. Those kind of days.”

“I don’t have any friends. And as you know, I don’t have any family either.”

…Oh no.

Lamein quickly lowered her mouth, which was about to wail at her forgetful thought.

“Ah. Right. Was that so? I forgot. I’m sorry.”

“No. There’s no need for you to remember that.”

She quietly watched Jane, who was smiling softly as if nothing was wrong.

“Then, Jane, let’s do this.”

“Yes?”

“Make sure to pin this pin when you go out with me.”

“When I go out with you?”

“Yes. Will that be okay?”

“Yes. I’ll do that.”

Jane, who had a beautiful smile like a flower, quickly nodded.

At that moment, the shop owner appeared with a beautifully wrapped box.

“Here it is. Please make sure to visit again. We will soon have luxurious items that will suit the young lady.”

“Yes. I will.”

Lamein, who casually replied, handed the box she received to Jane.

“Thank you very much. Ma’am.”

“Make sure to wear it when you go out with me next time.”

“Yes. I definitely will.”

Although she felt a bit bitter for being ripped off, her pride welled up when she saw Jane’s bright smile.

“Let’s go. I need to buy a parasol.”

“A parasol?”

Leaving the store, Lamein and Jane headed for a general store that sold parasols.

“But you have so many parasols. Do you need more?”

Jane asked, seeming puzzled.

“The ones I have are a bit heavy. I need something light.”

Lamein started picking among the parasols displayed on the shelf, picking them up and putting them down.

“Oh. This one is light.”

Lamein, who seemed to like it, grinned and spread the parasol wide open.

“This is a parasol used by young nobles.”

The shop owner who had come up beside her said.

It was a cute parasol, half the size of an adult’s.

“Do you have this parasol in white?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Give me 3. No. Make it 5.”

“Yes. Please wait a moment.”

Lamein quickly put down the parasol and started browsing other items.

“I need to buy that too. That too. That too.”

Lamein started to buy items that seemed to have no particular use.

“Let’s go now.”

As they came out of the general store with both hands full, a carriage was waiting in front of them.

A coachman quickly approached, loaded the luggage onto the carriage and opened the carriage door.

Just as Lamein was about to board the carriage.

“Ma’am, aren’t you going to the perfume workshop today?”

Suddenly, Jane asked.

“Perfume workshop?”

Jane was looking at a perfume shop in the building in front of them.

It was a place where you could learn to make perfume as a hobby as well as sell perfume.

“Yes. You visit there once a week. I was wondering if you’re not going today.”

Once a week?

‘Did Lamein learn to make perfume as a hobby?’

Lamein, who had been quietly looking at the perfume workshop, turned her gaze to Jane.

“Then let’s go for a while.”

“Yes. Go ahead.”

Lamein, who was about to get off the ground, stopped again.

“Aren’t you coming with me, Jane?”

“Me? You always go into the perfume workshop alone. Should I come with you?”

Lamein, who blinked slowly, pushed up the corners of her mouth.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll go alone.”

“Yes. I’ll be waiting.”

Leaving Jane behind, Lamein went alone to the perfume workshop.

As she opened the door and entered, she could see the neat perfume bottles in pretty containers on the display shelf and people shopping.

And on one side of the shop, several large tables were set up.

It seemed like a place where one might learn to make perfumes.

As she stepped into the workshop, a man who had been arranging a display quickly approached.

“Madam Roger. Have you arrived?”

Seeing that he recognized who she was at once, it was clear she was a regular customer, just as Jane had said.

“I’ve been waiting for you. Please wait a moment.”

She nodded slowly at the man who suddenly mentioned that he had been waiting.

The man disappeared somewhere through a door in the workshop. Then, after a moment.

“Have you arrived? I’ve been waiting for you.”

A fairly hefty middleaged man came forward, saying he had been waiting.

A nametag that read ‘Luter’ was pinned to the man’s shirt.

“Luter. Long time no see.”

As she spoke in a sweet voice.

“You said you would come last week but you’re late.”

He responded in a polite tone.

“There was construction on the road, so I couldn’t get out.”

“Oh. I see.”

Luter, who nodded slowly, looked around the workshop with a slightly serious gaze.

“The perfume you requested just came in.”

A quick glance. The eyes of the other customers in the workshop landed on her and Luter, then moved away.

“Oh. Really?”

Even as she answered with a nonchalant expression, Luter quickly scanned the workshop.

At that time, when no one’s gaze was on them.

“Please come this way.”

Luter leaned his upper body in, whispering very cautiously and quietly.

‘What? This secretive whispering?’

Suddenly, a strange premonition comes over her.

She hesitates for a moment, then follows Luter, who, despite his large size, moves agilely.

Luter opens the door he came out of earlier and steps inside.

He stops and gestures for her to come in.

As Lamein passed through the door, it closed with a thud.

A long corridor stretched out in front of her.

Luter, who was also walking swiftly down the corridor with multiple doors, stopped in front of one and flung it wide open.

He bent slightly at the waist as if to let her in first.

Lamein moved slowly.

‘What is this place?’

Stepping into the room, Lamein’s eyes slowly narrowed.