Chapter 95 – Something’s Weird
“Esthetician?”
Snowbell felt a strange strange feeling.
Now that Raz Bell and her father are away, there are only two status factors that can call the esthetician at Barrier Manor: she and Black Bell.
It was clear that aesthetics would include not just skin care massage, but aromatherapy, Swedish massage, waxing, and more.
It never occurred to me that a chaste and stern mother, no matter how professional, would allow her bare skin to be seen by strangers.
She turned her head to her mother with questions.
After receiving her daughter’s worried gaze, Black Bell snorted at her.
“Don’t worry, Snowbell. This guy’s skills are very good…
This must be the best esthetician around here, of course, in Berlin.
Even if it’s dark and rude in manners.”
“…Mother.”
Blackbell’s explanation was not what she expected.
Seeing that her high-minded mother praised her so much, the skills of a man named Jun must be beyond reproach.
However, what Snobel was curious about was the question of how she behaved as an aristocratic woman.
Apparently, Blackbell had been introduced to that man by someone and requested a business trip to the mansion.
Besides, seeing that he even guarantees the man’s skills, wouldn’t he have already experienced his service?
“Mother, isn’t this the first time you’ve called this man home?”
When Snobel asked cautiously, Black Bell said to her daughter with a look that she asked the obvious question.
“Of course, you can’t judge his skill otherwise.
This is my second visit.”
“…”
Snovell opened her mouth slightly.
But the next moment she came up with a more convincing conclusion.
Seeing her mother agree so easily, she said, she must have received only very basic and insignificant management, even at an esthetic salon.
A guy named Joon, probably in less than an hour, he’ll finish his work and leave this drawing room…
“Then I’ll go to bed, see you tomorrow, Snowbell.
If you have an idea, I might make a reservation in your name next time. How about it?”
“Uh, mother? You said you were sleeping, your bedroom…”
“Snobel, I told you not to stutter when you speak, to speak straight.
Is it good or not?”
“…I’m OK.
It is also managed by the dance academy.”
Black Bell narrowed her eyes and she gulped and swallowed what she was about to say.
When she answered, Black Bell nodded her head nobly, then swayed her dress toward her bedroom.
Her voluptuous ass stood out through her dress as Black Bell crossed her long legs.
Watching a man named June follow her, Snowbell is in great confusion.
I never thought my mother would let a man into her bedroom!
Even when the father is away.
Even though it was only a few hours after her lunch, Black Bell told her to see her tomorrow.
This is despite the fact that there is always a family meal at dinner face-to-face.
What kind of esthetician has to spend all day from afternoon to morning?
I guess something was strange.
As Blackbell and June disappeared from the drawing room, Snowbell headed to the servants in the hallway.
As she stopped right in front of her, her servants flinched and shuddered at her.
“Hey. Let me ask you something.”
“Yes, yes. Miss…”
“You don’t know anything about that guy named Jun?
No, if I had known that a man like that was coming in the first place, you wouldn’t have let me know.
What the hell were you guys doing?”
As she questioned, Heinkel, the most frequent servant among her servants, jumped out.
He was trembling all over.
“I’m so sorry, lady!
But we can’t tell.”
“What?”
Snovell, who had never thought they would refuse to answer, opened her mouth.
She remembered being scolded so much by Black Bell that she shouldn’t have looked so stupid.
Soon after coming to her senses, her expression contorted.
Just today, how many mistakes have you made that would get you scolded by your mother?
Snovell’s heartache turned into rage and began pouring out at the easygoing people in front of her.
“Are you even ignoring me?!
Tell me now! Where did you get that man from!”
“But miss…”
“Tell me right away! Can you make me stop working tomorrow?
Do you think I can’t!?”
“My lady, please…”
When Snobel shouted at her, the trembling Heinkel threw her head on the floor.
Not only that, other servants around him were also showing strange reactions.
Their expressions looked very sad for some reason.
All she asked was to answer a simple question.
Was it that absurd?
Snowbel felt his anger rising more and more.
I said it out of anger, but I thought it would be okay to cut off all the servants like this.
“Okay, just go away! Get out of my sight!
I’ll find out!
I don’t want to see you all, so bring dinner to the front of the room and don’t go anywhere else, okay?!”
“Okay, ma’am…”
All right, all right, the servants who speak well and don’t answer her questions until the end.
Snobel was overcome with a rage that blew away all her usual gloominess.
There was only one reason why she didn’t rampage in that place anymore, she was afraid that her mother would hear it.
Snovell had to deal with her anger by rushing her back to her room.
“What is it? What is it really!
Now I can’t help but be ignored by the servants.
And that too openly…!”
Snobel muttered, burying her body in the soft, fluffy bed.
She stopped moving for nearly two hours, cutting off her minutes.
She woke up at the sound of servants leaving food at the door.
Sitting cross-legged on a soft bed, Snovell looked into the full-length mirror hanging in the corner of her room.
She saw herself.
When she was angry, she used to look in the mirror.
Inheriting her beauty from her mother, she must be a beauty both objectively and subjectively.
Even though she was dressed comfortably in her house, her beauty was one of Snobel’s few things to be proud of.
His features are clear and there is no flab on his body.
The line that runs from the hips to the lower body, which is naturally large, will not stop anyone from admiring it.
Only her hair was disheveled in a ponytail from her long hours lying around in her bed.
Her beautiful two-tone hair, dyed orange at the ends on a purple background, is something she is particularly proud of.
“Haa… This is not the time.”
She muttered as she straightened her hair.
I didn’t get all angry, but when I looked in the mirror, I seemed to have calmed down a bit.
And now she had more important things to do than be angry with herself.
I had to find out as much as I could about a man named Jun.
Fortunately, Snowbell had the means to find out various information without the help of servants.
Her blue eyes lit her eyes.
“Where, who is today?
If a bird perpetually sits in the window, it will look very unnatural and stand out.
Rats… There’s no way we have rats in our house.
Ah! Found!”
Snovell’s left pupil was still looking at her own reflection in her mirror, but her right eye, which radiated a mysterious glow, was different.
She scanned all the beasts around her mansion with her right pupil.
And she spotted a large, fluffy cat hanging out in the upstairs hallway.
She was the one who walked in and out of the house through the window that Snovell had left open.
It seemed that the maids often gave them snacks too, so he used to pass by the area every day.
Snowbell immediately took the cat’s body.
“Ugh… Dizzy. It’s always like this at first.”
Although she took her body, it did not mean that Snovell himself became a cat.
Her unique magic has been able to manipulate all kinds of animals and share their senses, just like witches in legends.
It would be easier to understand if you think of using animals as familiars.
If a beast has been connected even once, a mark of some kind remains, making it easier to identify later, but there is a limit to the amount of time it can be controlled at once.
When the magic is lifted, the fat gray cat that Snowbell is currently working on will crawl into the kitchen as if nothing happened and go back to pick up some fish.
‘At least a few days is enough, so there’s plenty of time.’
Snovell skillfully maneuvered her cat up the stairs to the third floor of her mother’s bedroom.
A cat’s field of vision is much lower than that of a human.
Snovell also bumped into and got a feel for it at first, but she had long since gotten used to it.
She was able to show admirable control not only of cats, but even of birds and fish.
The cat was fat, but its unique flexible body and agility were second to none.
He ran up the stairs, climbed the railing, and climbed the stairs as Snowbell led him.
Even after looking around with the cat’s keen eyesight and hearing, no one could be found on the third floor.
Well, the hostess of the family was under personal care, but she must have been absent.
The cat hopped down the soft carpeted hallway and went deep inside.
Beyond the space decorated with colorful ornaments, paintings, and artworks, a beautiful gate with gold leaf work stood out.
It was the bedroom of Viscount Barrier and Black Bell.
Of course, the gate was firmly closed.
Snobel felt a thrill run down her spine as she moved her cat near the gate.
It was a guilty feeling she had felt each time she had previously spied on her parents’ bedroom.
Back when she was less confident than she is now and plagued by her feelings of inferiority, she often sent animals into her parents’ bedroom to eavesdrop on her evaluation of herself.
Since the mother and father had never done marital work since the birth of the twins, there was not that much pressure.
After being convinced that neither her mother nor her father ever said a single word of gossip about Snobel, she naturally stopped doing it.
Recalling her old memories and feeling a mixture of nostalgic joy, Snovell was surrounded by her optimistic moods.
“Yeah, there’s really something strange going on.
He might be getting a slap in the face from his mother in there by now.”
As she muttered, the cat arrived right at the bedroom door.
Snowbell laughed.
It is said that 90% of worrying about the future is useless, but it seems that I am burdened with strange doubts for no reason.
Just as she had lost interest in the interior of her bedroom and was about to dispel her enchantment, the sound was heard.
Chew bop…
“Huh?”
It was a small sound.
The sound of something wet being rubbed.
The closest I heard was the sound that the little girl made when she licked a large piece of candy that couldn’t fit in her mouth.
She was scolded by Black Bell not to make such a vulgar noise, so she remembered the sound clearly.
“What are you talking about? Are you doing a Swedish massage?”
Snovell tilted her head.
If you think of it as a masseuse rubbing oil on her hands, it was plausible.
Up until then, she had thought she had been suspicious.
That is until the next sound.
Chew… Oops… Right…
“…Uh?”
The bedroom of the Barrier couple is spacious.
Even if you cross the gate, you will have to walk quite a bit before you can lie down in bed.
The soundproofing effect of the gate itself is also excellent, so if it was an ordinary person, it would not be possible to hear the sound from outside the gate, but the cat’s excellent hearing was a different story.
Snowbell heard a voice within, albeit weakly, distinctly.
And she instinctively recognized that the sound was the result of an obscene and immoral act.
It wasn’t just the sound of things being rubbed together.
It was a sound that could only be heard when something damp and soft like a mucous membrane moved autonomously and actively and rubbed against it.
– Sniff sniff
The cat’s body instinctively sniffed.
An animal’s sense of smell, far more sensitive than a human’s, made Snobel aware of a certain smell.
It was an aroma.
“…Are you doing aromatherapy and oil massage together?”
Snobel murmured hollowly and moved the cat’s body closer to the gate.
She raised her cat’s head and looked up at the dazzling gate.
A strange yet sexy fragrance and sound were leaking from the passageway that symbolized the stability and peace of the Barrier family.
Although she was a Snovell with no dating experience because of her fussy father, she could sense that there was something lewd and obstinate about her now right in front of her eyes.
Snobel unknowingly swallowed her saliva.
