My Lover Isn't Interested With The Female lead!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My Lover Isn’t Interested With The Female lead!
✽ CHAPTER 08✽
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From the moment she decided to attend Phileas Academy, Letticia was prepared. Although it’s a cliché that you often get entangled despite your intentions, she hadn’t set up any specific strategies now.

 

‘Even if thinking “let’s not get involved” usually results in getting involved, I don’t have a concrete plan right now!’

 

Internally cursing the divine with all sorts of insults, Letticia showcased the utmost courtesy she knew, greeting them.

 

“You’re the daughter of Duke Averil. Nice to meet you.”

 

“Nice to meet you too, Sharon Lady. Oh, on which floor are you getting off?”

 

“I’m on the 4th floor, and Marianne is on the 3rd. But the people behind you…”

 

She already knew who they were, and there was no warmth in her curiosity. However, in aristocratic society, introducing only one person from the other party and leaving it at that would violate social etiquette.

 

In order to maintain decorum, Letticia subtly directed her gaze towards the two young men behind her, silently requesting an introduction.

 

“Oh, I’m sorry for the late introduction. These are my older brothers. The eldest, Alexander, and the second, Achilles.”

 

“I am Alexander, the son of Duke Averil. Duke Averil is my father.”

 

“… And I’m Achilles, son of Duke Averil.”

 

Alexander’s polite greeting, textbook-worthy, sharply contrasted with Achilles’s fragmented and interrupted introduction.

 

Despite his outward smile, Alexander seemed to have received proper etiquette education as the eldest son. On the other hand, Achilles, the second son, appeared suspicious with a demeanor that suggested impolite words nurtured within.

 

However, pointing out such behavior and engaging in verbal sparring would lead to nothing positive.

 

It was better not to initiate a verbal clash, especially considering phrases like ‘This is the first time you’ve acted like this toward me.’

 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Letticia, daughter of Sharon Count. It’s really fortunate to meet members of Duke Averil’s family on the first day of the academy.”

 

Responding cheerfully, Letticia’s words prompted a smile from Alexander.

 

“We are truly delighted to exchange greetings with the renowned Sharon Count’s daughter. Judging by the ribbon’s color, it seems the lady is attending the liberal arts department. Our Arie is also in the liberal arts department, so I hope you’ll treat her well.”

 

Although the words delivered with a smiling face seemed ordinary, the glint in the eyes that peered through the smile was chilly.

 

The request to treat Arie well appeared more as a warning than a simple request, evident in the subtle undertones of Alexander’s smile.

 

However, more shocking than the warning was the fact that Ariette joined the liberal arts department, not the business department.

 

‘The original is really messed up.’

 

Graduating and going into business, Letticia naturally expected Ariette to enroll in the business department.

 

Letticia suppressed the desire to scream at the unexpected situation. This was precisely why relying solely on the original story was not advisable.

 

However, she couldn’t let these emotions show, especially considering her potential future role as the promotional model for Count Sharon.

 

“The expression ‘treating each other well as fellow students’ sounds a bit ambiguous. But making friends is always welcome. Let’s take care for each other in the future, Lady Averil.”

 

“Oh, yes. Please take care of me, Lady Sharon.”

 

As Ariette slightly fidgeted in response to Letticia’s smile, the elevator arrived at the third floor.

 

Marianne’s expression, which had been tense as if released from captivity, finally relaxed.

 

Marianne shook hands with Letticia, then nodded slightly to Ariette and her brothers before hastily getting off the elevator.

 

Conversations with unfamiliar people were akin to torture for the naturally introverted Marianne.

 

“It seems you have a good relationship with your cousins. You’re like a harmonious family.”

 

Ariette’s innocent tone contained a hint of envy as she made the comment.

 

Letticia briefly pondered if there was any hidden jealousy behind Ariette’s admiration for having only brothers, but no specific thoughts came to mind.

 

“Um, I saw someone at the entrance earlier with the same hair color as Lady. Is he, by any chance?”

 

“Oh, yes. He’s my older brother. People easily recognize us as siblings because our hair and eye colors match so well. Our faces don’t look alike, though.”

 

“I see… Both of you have really beautiful hair color. It looks like hair made of rose petals.”

 

Ariette’s gaze landed on Letticia’s bright and vibrant pink hair.

 

The unique hair color, exclusive to the Sharon Count family, had gained the nickname ‘Sharon Pink’ after being used in the unique color marketing by Sharon Jewelry.

 

However, not everyone in the Sharon Count family was born with this hair color. Currently, only the father, Lenard, and Letticia had Sharon Pink hair.

 

“That’s a wonderful compliment. Lady’s hair color is also truly beautiful. It seems like you’ve turned sunlight into hair.”

 

When Letticia subtly borrowed the description from the original work, the reactions of her brothers, standing behind Ariette, were more pronounced.

 

Alexander briefly dropped his artificial smile, revealing a genuine one, while Achilles had a broad grin on his face.

 

Letticia didn’t seem likely to boast even if she praised herself.

 

‘Yeah, your sister is pretty. Yeah.’

 

It was amusing to see the gaze filled with vigilance and discomfort suddenly soften as Letticia complimented Ariette’s hair color.

 

Although there was no shortage of sarcasm, she refrained from expressing it out loud.

 

Fortunately, the elevator door soon opened, and Letticia left Ariette with a slight smile and a farewell.

 

“It was a pleasant conversation. Goodbye.”

 

Of course, she didn’t forget her duties as a prospective Sharon Jewelry promotional model.

 

“Oh, and if you liked my hair color, please visit Sharon Jewelry. We pack your purchased gems in a Sharon Pink-colored box.”

 

After flashing a perfect sales smile, Letticia confidently headed to her room.

 

‘That’s enough. I did well.’

 

Letticia made efforts to maintain a balance between being a guest and a representative of the family, ensuring it was beneficial to the family.

 

She rarely engaged in conversations beyond greetings with Ariette’s brothers, and with Ariette herself, she only exchanged the most basic dialogue. There was no reason for them to be particularly interested in Letticia.

 

‘I really hope the cliche of the original heroine turning into an obsessed character doesn’t kick in.’

 

Among extra possession stories, there were occasional clichés where the original heroine became infatuated with the possessed heroine, almost like a yuri story.

 

In severe cases, it led to conflicts between the possessed heroine and the original male lead.

 

‘I don’t want to say lines like “\’Don’t fight because of me.”

 

If Ariette clung to Letticia, the scenario was predictable.

 

‘The insane Duke for his daughter and the crazy brothers for their younger sister will not tolerate such a situation.’

 

Letticia absolutely rejected the development where the heroine’s family harassed and constrained her instead of the original male lead.

 

Matthias, being a crown prince, could respond with authority or cheekily brush it off, unlike the heroine.

 

‘All I can do is cheekily brush it off.’

 

Letticia, sighing, headed towards her assigned room.

 

A nameplate reading ‘Leticia Sharon’ was neatly hung next to the door.

 

“… Thankfully, the room seems fine. They did have some limits.”

 

As soon as she entered, she saw a living room with a table adorned with flowers and chairs, suitable for a reception area.

 

Inside, there was a bedroom with a bed that looked luxuriously soft, and opposite that, a study room with bookshelves and a desk.

 

The bathroom even had a reasonably large bathtub, and the sink was not much different from the one in the mansion.

 

The mattress on the bed provided instant comfort, and the fluffy duvet felt warm, as if filled with goose feathers.

 

The desk, table, and chairs all seemed quite high-quality and aesthetically pleasing.

 

Everything would have been perfect if it weren’t for the eccentricities of the Duke obsessed with his daughter. Perfect things rarely exist in this world.

 

“….I should really avoid getting involved… absolutely!”

 

Setting fire to someone else’s building just to make his sister comfortable, and then getting entangled with those crazy people building a new one – it was evident that it would end in trouble.

 

Unluckily, she encountered Ariette on the first day, but there’s no law saying she has to be friends with every student. If she keeps her distance and belongs to different groups, it should work out somehow.

 

Feeling relieved, boredom set in. However, Marianne was probably resting in her room by now, and suggesting to hang out might lead to rejection.

 

“Maybe I should visit big brother Ken.”

 

Deciding not to bother with her real brothers, Letticia opted to spend time with the kindest cousin.

 

With only a simple guidebook in hand, Letticia energetically left her room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Thirty minutes of spirited exploration, and Letticia found herself lost and wandering.

 

Each department building in the academy was painted with its unique color on the roof. Pink for the Humanities Department, red for the Business Department.

 

Spotting a building with a red roof, she confidently walked in that direction. However, due to a no-entry sign along the way, she ended up circling around and arriving at a building with a blue roof.

 

‘This is the Department of Public Administration! Why did I end up here of all places?’

 

The Department of Public Administration had the least connection to Letticia among the seven departments of the academy.

 

‘I don’t know. Let’s go inside and find someone who can give directions or something.’

 

Letting out a sigh, Letticia entered the building. Whether it was a department with zero presence or not, finding people came first.

 

Fortunately, there were quite a few people in the Department of Public Administration building. However, surprisingly, there weren’t many individuals Letticia felt comfortable approaching.

 

Moreover, a man who seemed like a staff member was busy talking to students.

 

‘I might as well grab any senior who’s available.’

 

For now, she decided to approach someone taller than herself, increasing the chances of them being a senior.

 

Following this criterion, Letticia struck up a conversation with a male student with brown hair who was about to leave.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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To Be Continued…
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