Chapter 7

As I stand on the highway, weaving races, the threads I spit out are as fine and transparent as I please, so the cost of the threads is zero. With just the tools for lace weaving, it becomes a hobby that can produce infinitely. However, without infusing magic, the color variations are limited to semi-transparent to white.

Even during my rehabilitation, the first thing I wanted to regain was the needlework skills I had acquired in this life. The speed and beauty of my work are so extraordinary that I can hardly describe it as human... but I can only do needlework in the workroom.

After all, needles are sharp objects.

Well, since I only have one, management isn't an issue...

When Aunt Lina learned that my discomfort was due to rapid growth, she prepared and gifted me this. Although I didn't do lace weaving in my previous life, I did knitting, and with just the basic instructions from Aunt Lina, I mastered the technique.

...Perhaps in this world, there are levels and skills. Maybe I'm at the highest level in sewing-related skills...

The joy of being able to create high-quality lace myself is indescribable. The maid ladies, who have become even closer to me, praised me, saying they wanted a veil for their wedding.

Is it true that in this world, weddings also involve wedding dresses?

I want to sew, I want to make them. Beautiful ones, cute ones, and elegant ones...

With my current skills, I can do it easily as long as I have the materials.

"I want to make a bride's dress."

As I said this with shining eyes, the maid ladies raised their hands.

"Make it, Yui! We can provide plenty of funds."

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Just as they were on a break, the head maid, Endelia, who has indeterminate age and exudes an aura of authority with her wet-like purple hair and black eyes, peeked in and said one thing before leaving.

"Find a husband or a lover first, and then ask Yui, okay?"

The maid ladies immediately straightened their backs... and then all fell into an "orz" state (laugh).

"Um... is everyone gone?"

Despite being beautiful, I find it truly mysterious. The maid ladies sighed deeply.

"You see, most of the maids who work properly in this mansion are either girls who cut ties with their families because they disliked their fiancés, or girls who have dedicated their lives to maid work out of pride and a sense of purpose... Only the lucky ones who have caught good men and are supported in their maid work are the winners."

"Ha, and if they manage to get a lover, it's usually a whiny man who asks if the job or him is more important."

"From the moment they ask that, the job becomes more important."

"I understand... and the really stupid ones, who ask if you like the master or if you're just a fake maid trying to seduce the master, it's an insult, I won't tolerate it."

An aura of "there are no good men" rose from their bodies.

Ah, the sorrow of high-spec women with pride and a sense of purpose in their work... as they get older, they end up dedicating their lives to their work if they can't catch a good man.

"Maybe it's better to be happy than to be caught by a bad man?"

"You're right, Yui..."

"I can't see my father and mother... I can't dream."

"Ah."

"Uh-huh."

"I see."

In a marriage where children are treated as tools, it's amazing that my sister can still dream about marriage... I'm worried about her mental state.

In my previous life, I never dreamed about marriage, with a father who was a patriarch and a mother who was submissive and slave-like... I think, in a way, they only saw their children as a means to pass on their excellent genes.

I was cut off from my family just for choosing to work instead of going to university.

With a father who would yell when things didn't go his way and a mother who would cry and scold me for not listening to him, I would have fallen into a distrust of people if I hadn't had good friends and seniors.

Or I would have given up everything and become a puppet of my parents...

I admire how I grew up with a strong spirit of rebellion in that family environment.

In my previous life, I had the minimum guarantee of life... I was of the age to have graduated from high school.

Here, if I had run away from home, I might have ended up in an orphanage or in protective custody... the lack of easy access to knowledge was painful.

"Marriage... huh."

As long as I can keep my needlework, I don't care... that's how my love life has dried up.

I remembered answering one of Lord Rodan's questions while delirious with fever, when he introduced me to him.