They say the moment you hit rock bottom is the signal for a rebound.
Helene, whom everyone had predicted was beyond recovery, turned her despairing period into a turning point in her life and began a new life as a businesswoman.
Of course, the public’s view of Helene was not favorable, but the products she sold received a lot of attention and continued to sell out.
In a short period, she achieved tremendous results.
Isn’t this all thanks to me, who fulfilled my role as Helene’s reliable assistant and investor?
“Cynthia, if you’re not going to do anything, why don’t you just go back? Do you come here every day just to eat dessert?”
Helene, who was sitting at her desk making lace samples, looked at me as if I were a nuisance.
She was still a prim and proper snob.
I, who was sitting on the sofa eating cookies, made a stern face and threatened her.
“What kind of manners are those to an investor who comes to nitpick and interfere? So, you’re the company president now? If you don’t listen to me, who has returned after achieving the cause of the revolution…”
She retorted as if it were insignificant.
“What great thing will happen? I’m really curious.”
“Nothing much will happen except that the great me will be upset.”
Because I can’t beat Helene, who is a strong player in this field in terms of business.
If this were a business romance fantasy… Masera would have been reduced to a pushover who funded my failing businesses, and even the novel written about me would have failed.
But no one is good at everything, right? I can just change the genre of my life to what I’m good at.
No matter what other people’s opinions or standards are, if I like it and enjoy it, isn’t that talent?
Helene, who no longer lives swayed by the opinions of others and lives her own life, also seemed much freer and happier than when she lived as a noblewoman.
“Helene, you’re an amazing person. You finally found what you like the most. That’s only possible when you acknowledge and love even your own shortcomings.”
At my barrage of warm compliments, she frowned.
“What are you talking about…?”
“Everyone isn’t perfect, but everyone has their own value, right? That’s because people share their hearts with others and fill in the gaps, and they are beings that are completed together. Shall we become people who understand the ‘value of togetherness’?”
“Can’t you stop talking like a motivational speaker?”
Helene trembled and turned serious, like a demon burning with holy light.
Tsk, she’s secretly touched but acting coy.
I looked down at the desserts piled high on the plate.
She doesn’t even like sweets, but she always prepares my favorite desserts, which is her own way of being considerate.
“What’s so great about it that you’re praising me so much…”
At her tsundere grumbling, I pointed to the fabrics and documents piled high.
“You do the work of finding not only people’s strengths but also their uniqueness. I think it’s a really wonderful thing.”
Helene made a fortune in business with the ‘cool and warm tone combination skin’ strategy, which finds the colors that suit each person.
Even though I, who knows modern civilization, never told her about the concept of personal color.
Could it be?
Suddenly finding a chilling point, I covered my mouth and looked at Helene.
“Helene, are you perhaps a transmigrator?”
“A transmigrator? Do you mean an ice chair? That doesn’t sound bad as the concept for the next fashion show. I was planning to showcase cold-toned clothing anyway.”
Hmm, I don’t think she’s a transmigrator.
More than that, Helene, the company president, and I, the investor, often had conflicts of opinion.
“The idea I suggested last time, you’re going to go ahead with it, right?”
“I told you I’m not doing that kind of thing.”
“How dare you go against the words of an investor! I’m telling you it’ll be a hit! This is totally innovative!”
She flatly ignored my suggestion to release gloves with cubic stones embedded in the nail part.
In addition to that, I came up with several ideas worthy of a highly advanced civilization, such as fans for social gatherings that would dominate society, socks with beef marbling patterns, and a conical hat-shaped parasol to wear like a hat (I need it), but Helene didn’t even consider them.
I pouted and expressed my disappointment.
“To reject a precious idea that you might not get even if you tortured an alien. Trust me, who knows the future.”
“Did you perhaps see a future where you fail in business and come here to do this? Are you trying to make me fail too?”
While I was arguing with her, I immediately told Masera, my ally who had come to pick me up, about it.
“Helene is saying my ideas are bad, do you really think so? It’s the epitome of future innovation.”
Masera, who was looking at the idea sketches I had carefully drawn, looked at Helene with a blank face.
“I would appreciate it if you could reject her more kindly.”
Why isn’t he scolding her not to ignore these great ideas?
Tell her strongly that she will regret it if she doesn’t push forward with it right away!
“Is it that strange?”
“It’s metaphysical.”
That means it’s transcendentally strange!
Masera picked me up, who was about to lie down and throw a tantrum.
“Let’s go home.”
Realizing that confinement was useless, he applied a curfew in which he picked me up on time and took me home no matter where I went.
It was fortunate that it wasn’t a harsh, devastating curfew where I had to go home before sunset.
“There’s a social party at the Prime Minister’s residence tonight.”
As a possessive curfew male lead, he was naturally playing the role of an escort and secretary.
I, who was being dragged away by Masera, turned to look at Helene.
“Helene, you got an invitation too, right? You have to come. The Princesses of the Lumantis Empire want to see you.”
It would be a very good business opportunity for Helene, who is aiming to enter the Lumantis Empire.
She nodded, looking slightly hesitant.
I was planning to help her as a public relations director and then push through my ingenious idea as compensation.
‘If I record the frequency that ex-boyfriends contact and the frequency that money comes in on an LP record for record players and sell it, I will surely become very rich.’
I smiled wickedly with ambition.
After the news that I had coolly thrown away the right to the throne and made the country independent was spread to the Republic of Rutemia, I opened the newspaper expecting a warm compliment article.
[Breaking News – Princess Cynthia, Dissolves Bariesa Royal Family and Declares Independence of Mare de Veldetta. Instead of wearing the crown of a monarch, she chose the sublime freedom of the Solar Madman’s arrangement.]
???
Solar Madman?
I could accept that the sun or moon were common modifiers for a king, but I couldn’t figure out exactly what ‘Mad’ meant.
On top of that, the honorific ‘Lord’ was attached, turning me into a Mad Lord.
If I had just been a king, I would have been called by the dignified Gothic title of ‘Solar Monarch’.
“Ooh, Solar Madman!”
“We express our respect to the Solar Madman.”
If that had been the case, I wouldn’t have had to suffer from praise for the Mad Lord as soon as I arrived at the Prime Minister’s residence social party, and I wouldn’t have had to experience shame that only I knew.
“The Solar Madman will surely leave his name in the history books as a great revolutionary.”
Being preserved in history books as a Mad Lord revolutionary is a bit…
That title becomes a laughing stock when it goes to modern times.
But even the Princesses of the Lumantis Empire added to the hype.
“1-Minute Revolution Solar Madman! That’s a really cool title!”
That sounds too much like a YouTube channel name!
My shoulders, the Mad Lord protagonist of the banquet, were very heavy.
I had no choice but to grit my teeth and give a solemn thank you when it happened.
“Madam, an important person is requesting a meeting.”
The real possessive madman, Masera, appeared in a black long coat and suit.
He rescued me from the Mad Lord worshippers who surrounded me.
The male lead cliché of saving the female lead in crisis has been activated.
I followed him and asked in an emotional voice.
“Did you come to help me? Because I looked troubled?”
“The situation where you are talking to a man is the most troublesome.”
What a jealous person.
“But is there really someone looking for me?”
He nodded and took me to a quiet terrace.
Captain Carlton was standing there with a blank face.
“Is that person important?”
At my question, Captain Carlton, who was holding a plate in one hand for some reason, sighed and approached me.
“I am the benefactor who carried out the ‘Operation to Reclaim the Cake Before the Lumantis Princesses Eat It All Up’. There was only one left after they ate it all.”
A piece of delicious strawberry cake was placed on the plate that Captain Carlton, who had a slightly weary expression, was holding out.
“No, the Captain just did as I ordered. The most important person to you is me.”
Masera immediately corrected him and took the cake plate and handed it to me with a fork.
He had a fierce competition with the Princesses to give me his favorite strawberry cake?
“For me…?”
Deeply moved, I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him all over his face.
Oh, you pretty thing. Muah, muah.
“…”
Masera’s ears turned red as he tried not to drop the cake.
Captain Carlton, who was staring at the scene with a serious face, stepped back.
“Oh, I’m okay.”
After the Captain quickly left, I noticed that Masera’s face was covered in lipstick marks as if flowers had bloomed.
“Oh, it’s all over your face. I’ll wipe it off for you.”
I quickly took out a handkerchief and rubbed Masera’s cheek.
Masera, who obediently lowered his posture, slowly lifted his eyelids.
Soon, he wrapped his arms around my shoulders as he brought his face closer and concentrated.
“Everyone will make fun of me if I go out with this face.”
“I said I’ll wipe it off for you?”
But he had only one thought in his head. A languid voice soaked into my ear.
“Shall we go home?”
As soon as I heard the casual tone, I felt a jolt throughout my body as if it were a conditioned reflex.
The fact that he, who usually uses polite honorifics, utters casual words is mainly at night and when his inner intimacy is heightened…
I’ll leave the rest to your imagination.
I had only recently realized that my taste was ‘sweet during the day, lewd at night’, where a lovely man becomes lewd at night.
