The Lady Wants To Rest

The usual me would have appropriately imitated the personality of the original owner of the body. That way I would be able to assimilate without much trouble.

Perhaps it was due to my last life being especially turbulent? I was much too tired to do so.

“You, you! What is that…!”

It was the second the stepmother trembled and flared up.

I motionlessly looked up at her eyes. The moment when our eyes met, she hesitated and quieted.

“……”

I could feel that she was stunned by the difference in the look of my eyes. No, to be more specific, what this stepmother must have felt was not bewilderment.

Overwhelmed.

When she met my eyes, that was what this stepmother must have felt.

Not even a day had passed of my new life. It was inevitable that there remained influences from my past lives.

My eyes possessed the traces of my past lives in the form of an unexplainable pressure, and it was not something a sheltered villainess of a stepmother could handle.

‘If she met me in my last life, she wouldn’t have been able to properly hold up her head.’

Every time, I would always reincarnate on the same continent into a body whose soul had recently departed.

My last life was set in the central region of the continent during a chaotic and turbulent age.

It was rather far from the Roxanne Grand Duchy, which was located to the west of the continent. Despite that, this stepmother would have heard my name. Thanks to having lived a dreadfully tumultuous life, my name was rather notorious.

My notoriety had reached the point that the average person would not have not heard my name previously.

‘It’s all in the past. Now everything’s too tedious.’

Just then, the stepmother, who had been trembling, quickly turned around and walked outside.

“You, you! You’ll be punished for what happened today! You’d better be prepared!”

Left all alone, I laid back down on the bed.

‘Did I provoke her too much? Will I be bothered?’

I thought for a moment, but shook my head. Whatever, it’ll be resolved one way or another.

‘So, my name is Rubia.’

I looked at the mirror.

Am I now eighteen? An exceedingly beautiful girl absentmindedly sitting was reflected in the mirror.

‘She’s really beautiful.’

Even though I found everything tedious, I expressed my admiration.

Radiant silver hair, jewel-like crimson eyes, pale skin like white jade.

The impression the reflection gave  was pure and kind-hearted. Even then, the body emitted elegance. Should I say gentle, pure, yet like an elegant flower?

The appearance of the reflection was the embodiment of a princess that emerged in fairytales. The fault in an otherwise perfect jade was the world-weary look that didn’t go well with the otherwise exquisite looks.

‘Looking into the mirror will be a feast for the eyes.’

Though the beauty of this body was not short of being enough to cause the downfall of a country, my appreciation ended right there.

In order to live a lazy life, it made little difference whether I was beautiful or ugly. Rather, being too beautiful could easily lead to tedious situations and logically disadvantageous for such a life.

‘But, what do I have to do to live like a slacker?’

Having been born as the princess of a great republic, it was natural to assume that one could live richly without suffering, but in reality it was not so.

First, not only the stepmother, but King — the birth father of the princess — abhorred Princess Rubia.

Why does he hate his own daughter? I have no idea. Anyway, he hates her. What a dysfunctional family.

‘How should I go about it? I need money in order to live lazily.’

There were many ways to earn money.

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If I made up my mind, I could build up an immense estate from nothing.

However, this all required great effort and labor. Even if it was me, there was no way for me to amass such wealth without effort other than winning the lottery.

‘Renting out land is by far the most comfortable, but I don’t have any cash on hand. Do I have to catch a wealthy fool to marry?’

I let out a giggle.

Was it the 27th or the 28th? I’ve lived a life like that before.