At last the soap finished drying. (TLN: At last indeed!)
After exercising I immediately entered the hot spring to test it. When I got it wet a little and rubbed it, it bubbled properly.
A light soapy smell and bubbles wrapped around Britney’s large figure.
Because the soap uses essential oils from a rose, a floral fragrance spread throughout the hot spring. The soap making is a success.
In my previous life I heard that it was a bad idea to wash your hair with hot spring water, so I had boiled some water in the mansion and carried it out here. Carrying the heavy water basin made for some good weight training as well.
Naturally there is no shampoo in this world either, so I would like to prepare some soon.
On my way back to the mansion after leaving the hot springs, I encountered Ryuze coming home from work.
Recently, he has been running east and west to try and change this unprofitable Hakusu earldom.
“Are, Britney, you smell nice. Did you get a massage?”
“Ryuze-oniisama, this comes from the smell of the soap I used in the hot spring.”
“Soap?”
“Eeto, something that makes dirt on the body fall off…”
As I explain the soap, Ryuze seems to be interested. I handed him some of the soap I was carrying.
Little did I know, this event would singlehandedly change my destiny.
After I started washing with soap, the amount of criticism I got about my smell seems to have decreased.
I evolved from a sour-smelling fatty to a floral-smelling fatty.
Two months have passed since my memory came back, but since my previous conduct had been so unpleasant the servants still keep a distance from me.
Even though some of the servants use the hot spring occasionally, I don’t have a relationship with them where I can hear their impressions. Although the soap placed in the hot spring seems to be decreasing, I can’t learn about its ease of use.
They have been thoroughly bullied until now, so suddenly asking them to change their attitude seems impossible.
(Ahh, Britney you idiot! Why did I have to bully the servants!)
It had started after I heard the employees talking about my appearance behind my back.
I recalled a past memory.
After that chance eavesdropping, Britney was hurt and crying and tattled about their gossip to grandfather. Thereupon, grandfather strongly warned the servants who were spreading gossip to stop or they would be fired from their jobs.
Looking upon this scene, Britney thought “I am powerful… with my authority I can do anything I want to the servants.”
Thus the bullying of the servants by the white pig Earl’s daughter began.
One by one Britney fired the servants who spoke ill of her. Eventually Britney concluded in her head that “all the servants are the allies of those who spoke ill of me,” and on that premise she began bullying them.
Before long, bullying the servants became a habit, and it escalated into a way to deal with stress.
But, Britney’s revenge went too far.
At this late hour saying “sorry” and apologizing would not be enough to excuse me. Striving to improve the relationship now would be premature.
I cannot help but curse myself for timidly peeping at them from the corner of the hallway.
In low spirits, I headed towards the garden.
As I had time before the afternoon history lesson, I took a walk. A moderate stroll improves your ability to concentrate and also makes a light exercise.
However, after taking one step into the garden a round object flew towards me, splendidly hitting my gigantic round face.
“Gufuu-“
I involuntarily screamed and crouched down in that spot.
Thereupon, from the garden many shadows shuffled forwards and surrounded me.
“Are you alright? I’m sorry.”
“Uwaa, how incredibly fat!”
“That looks painful, it went flying-!”
Several voices addressed me simultaneously, belonging to around ten of the servant’s children.
(Oi, who was it that said I was fat? If you had said that to the old me, that would have been a huge mistake.)
The Earl of Hakusu household’s rules are loose compared to others, and while their parents are working, children who can’t stay at home are brought to the mansion.
However, while it helps, sometimes the children are left unattended.
They have too much free time, and like this play with the other servant’s children in the garden.
I picked up the round object rolling on the ground and gave it to them. It’s identity, a cow’s bladder.
Since there are no balls in this world, instead a cow or pig’s bladder is inflated to be used.
Watching the children play, a flash of inspiration hit me.
(Even if it’s impossible with the servants, if I can become friendly with their children…)
Currently they are extremely bored. Although they are chasing the ball for now, there are several who look unmotivated.
Rather than leaving them futilely playing around, wouldn’t it be possible to teach them something?
(It would be useful in the future, I will keep that in mind. If all goes well, my relationship with the servants could improve.)
In that way, my indirect strategy to improve relations began.
I have about one hour to spend before class starts. “Nee, all of you. Why not study with me?” I suggested to them and a couple children looked interested. I headed with them to the Earl estate’s library. As for the rest of the children… they ran away.
The children following me were one boy and one girl. Both are small and delicate children who don’t like exercise.
The small blond boy is ten years old and his name is Ryan. The chestnut haired girl is the eleven years old Maria.
They looked at me with fluttering eyes full of nervousness. Perhaps, they know the identity of Britney.
“Thank you for gathering. From here on, this Britney will instruct you. Yoroshiku.”
They cannot read and write letters, and of course neither could they do simple calculations. They are also completely inadequate in manners.
First, after teaching them the way to hold a pen and the general idea of numbers, I will instruct them how to write letters. The numerals are the same as used in Japan, but the literacy rate is low because there are few who can read. (TLN: Thank you author for that sentence.)
I was a bit worried, but as soon as I proposed “I will instruct you” they surprisingly quickly got on board my proposal. It looks like these children are better with studying than exercise.
On that day in this house, those children were able to write their numbers from one to one hundred.
Translator’s Corner:Hi all!
I decided to pick up Tensei Saki ga Shoujo Manga no Shiro Buta Reijou datta. I'm a new translator so please bear with me as I get the kinks out.
I changed Britany -> Britney since it makes more sense to me. Also, where applicable I will post “jii-sama” and “ojii-sama” instead of grandfather-sama since the latter looks odd to me. I left it as “grandfather” when it was 祖父 (Sofu) and changed it when it was 祖父様 (Jii-sama) or お祖父様 (Ojii-sama).
If the formatting or translation is odd at any points please let me know.
Anyway, I hope to be translating for a while now. At the very least I promise one chapter a week, but hopefully I’ll post more often since otherwise I’ll never catch up to the author (a chapter roughly every 5 days). I have three chapters already translated, and it takes me about 3 hours per chapter right now (TL+editing) so I think 2 per week should be possible… we’ll see!
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