PMZ 074 – Agitated love

After a quick lunch, I cleaned up and started to get ready to go to the party.

Betty told me to come a little early because I’m sure we won’t have time to talk once it starts. I can’t relax too much.

I took a bath, applied a thin layer of fragrant oil all over my body as far as I could reach, and let it sit for a while. In the meantime, I dried my hair, applied makeup except for lipstick, and curled my hair loosely.

There were no maids here, so I had to do everything myself, and I had to give up on setting my hair in a glamorous way.

That was too difficult for me. Let’s say I did my best to make it work. It would still look like a mushroom and will fall apart with the slightest touch. So there’s nothing I could do about my hair.

Next, I tightened my waist with a corset.

After tightening it moderately, I put my legs through the white dress chosen by Miss Carlos.

I bought it without trying it on, but she said it would be fine because it was adjustable, right?

Believed in her words, I put it on.

…and, I was naive.

I just realized something important.

This is the kind of dress that you have to weave up the strings in the back to put on.

I can’t wear it by myself.

Sister Carlos said that the quality is good enough even for the lower-class nobility. In other words, it’s still a dress for a noble.

You will need some help to put it on.

I didn’t put much thought into it because it was a ready-made dress.

… What should I do?

After much hesitation and confusion, I decided to ask straightforwardly to the only person available right now. He is my fiancée anyway. It’s all good.

I walked down the stairs, holding the bare top part of the dress with my hands to prevent it from slipping down.

Hayato was studying. Men must have it nice. They didn’t take much time to get ready.

Sorry, but I will interrupt your study.

” Hayato.”


“I need your help with my dress.”


He shifted his eyes from the textbook to me and flinched for a moment. But he quickly regained his composure and put on his usual face.

“… What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to lace up the straps at the back and make sure they are tight.”

I turn around and show him my back.

It’s not that complicated. The method is the same as for boots, so even a man should be able to do it.

After a short pause and a long silence, he replied, “…… Okay,” in a voice that sounded like a soldier heading for his death.

I’m sorry.

To make it easier for him, I went over to the side of the chair and asked him to help me while I sat down.

His hand touched my waist a little, and a cord was quietly passed through the bottom hole.

Then it went through continuously until it reaches the hole at the top and goes down again.

“Tighten it, please.”

“Tighten it.”

“Make sure it doesn’t come loose in the middle and slip down.”

“Don’t let it loose in the middle; it could slip down.”

What should I do?

My boyfriend has become a parroting machine.

Even so, he tightens each one of them as I asked.

But that’s why it’s easy to notice his discomfort.

It seems that he has been squeezing and un-squeezing the same spot for a while now. It’s like one step forward, two steps back, and it never ends.

“….what are you doing?”

“No, my hand is…”

I feel bad for requesting you to do something troublesome, but you don’t have to make it even more difficult for yourself.

Taking his time, he managed to make his way to the top.

“… Alice, can you move your hair?”

“Oh? sure.”

That’s right. It’s in the way, isn’t it?

With my right hand, I gathered up all the hair at the nape of my neck and brought it all to the front on my right side.

I show him my open back and wait quietly.

I’m waiting.

… I’m still waiting.

This time, Hayato completely stops.

What’s wrong with you?

I turned my head and saw Hayato closed his eyes with the string still in his hand.

” That… are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine now. I just finished meditating.”



I wonder if he’s had a character like that. While I was lost in my thought, he quickly tightens my dress.

His work is fast when he put his mind into it; that’s Hayato for you.

He sighed rather heavily, rested his cheek on the table, and stared at my back.

“Hey, You’ve got a little bit of the waistband sticking out. Is that okay?”

“What, from the corset? Are you sure?”


I put my hand on my back to check, but I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it sticking out a little.

This dress is a one-piece type.

I knew I should have tried it on first.

The ladies of this world are tolerant of exposed skin such as the back and décolletage, saying “that’s just the way it is,” but it is absolutely unforgivable if something that should have been hidden is not.

Not being able to control what you show and what you don’t make you “sloppy”.

In other words, I need to redo this.

Regretting my lack of prior confirmation, I turned around and asked his help once more. {RIP. Here lies Hayato’s pure mind at ch. 74}

“This is not okay,” I said. “I’m going to redo it… Can I ask your help again?”

He looked desperate for a moment, but then his face quickly became serious, and he nodded quietly.

The strings that had just been tied were untied and loosened.

It wasn’t long before they were all off. he had the skill of a professional maid.

“Thank you very much. I’ll go to my room and redo it.”


For some reason, I received a polite reply and returned to my room to remove the corset. It was uncomfortable to see the clothes slipped off from my waist. It cannot be helped. I need to do this again.

I go downstairs again and turn my back to him.

“Then, please.”

“Understood, madam.”

His usage of polite language persists.

But for this second time, he seemed much calmer. He carefully threaded the strings through the holes one by one. The force of the squeeze was just right, and I could feel the love in his hands.

To find love in simple words and actions in everyday life. Nothing makes me happier than that.

He tightens the string at the top, and as soon after he said, “It’s done,” I turned around and hugged him. I couldn’t help but feel like doing so.

“Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.”

He gently hugged me back, and I felt a renewed sense of gratitude.

Thank you. I love you.

“I’m so happy to have met you.”

“Mm? I feel like you had said it before.”

“Did I? Oh, was it when you did this?”

I touched his cheek and rubbed it. Then Hayato laughed and said, “Yes.”

But this wasn’t the only thing he did to me.

I ran my fingers up to his ears and rubbed his earlobes softly, just like he had done to me.

Then his beautifully shaped eyebrows drew together ad a look of confusion appeared on his face.

“Alice, you can’t do that. Stop…”

“But you’re the one who did this to me. Do you have any idea how I felt?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. Please take your hand off…”

Even so, I continued to do it persistently, and when his face changed from confused to serious, I stopped.

I smiled in triumph, feeling as if I had succeeded in getting back at him for two things: that time and the handwashing earlier.

“I’m going to go back to my room and finished my preparation.”

I was about to turn on my heel when someone grabbed my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.

I was aware that I had gone a little overboard.

And that reason alone is enough to make me scared by his angry aura he’s emitting.

“You need something…?”

“I just noticed that you didn’t put any perfume on your back. If you can’t reach it, I can do it for you. Just bring it to me.”

“Umm, t-that’s…”

“Bring it to me, please?”

The power of his serious expression pressured me, so I did as I was told and took the bottle of perfume oil out of my room.

It’s true that I couldn’t apply it to my back. I’m grateful for that.

“I’ve brought it.”

“Okay. Then turn around.”

The words were very forceful, and I just followed them and turned my back.

My hair was brushed to the left and right and brought forward.

The warm, scented palms of his hand touched my back, his palm, much larger than that of the maid in my house, traced the shape of the shoulder blades, spreading the oil along the spine up to the nape of the neck, and then down to the shoulders.

As he repeated the process several times, I felt a complicated mixture of flustered and nervous, like I was getting a nice massage, but also like I was doing something wrong.

“Okay, it’s done.”

“Thank you.”

I took the bottle of oil and retreated to my room.

My face feels hot, but it’s because my circulation has improved. I’ll pretend that’s the case.

If I don’t put it that way, there’s no way I can continue.

I refreshed my mind and took out a necklace and earring set from my luggage.

It was a platinum piece of jewelry with a large sapphire surrounded by diamonds. This is the color of Hayato’s moonlit night form. I must take that color combination into consideration this time.

I put it on and changed my shoes with a sense of mysterious satisfaction. Then I put on a pair of wrist-length gloves, and with this, I almost ready to go.

All that left was to apply the lipstick. Good, I still have some time to spare.

I might as well have a cup of tea while I’m at it.

With that thought in mind, I went downstairs with a bottle of pink lipstick.

Hayato seemed to have gone back to his room and was no longer in the living room.

I made myself a cup of tea and took a sip.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen Betty. I hope she’s doing well…”

I wonder if she’s doing well at Ted’s party.

While I was thinking about this while drinking a cup of tea, the door to Hayato’s room opened with a bang, and a man who looked like a young mafia boss came out from inside.

No, seriously, he looks like a mafia.

He was wearing a slim black suit and a black shirt, with (my) gold tag gleaming around his neck, an engagement ring on his left ring finger, and a large signet ring on his little finger.

He looks like he belongs to Al Capone’s entourage.

Each one of them, including the man himself, is a dignified and refined article, but how can he look like mafia when you combined them.


A dangerous man.

That’s also nice.

“Shall we leave after this?”

“Yes. Do you want some tea?”

“yeah, but I will brew it myself.”

The young man stands in the kitchen and pours himself a cup of tea.

As I looked at the surreal picture, he came to me with a teacup in his hand, then saw a lipstick randomly placed on the table and touched it without thinking.

“Are you going to put this on now?”

“that’s right. I thought I’d put it on right before I went out because it tends to fall off easily, and I don’t want it to get on my clothes.”

“Hmmm,” he took the lipstick cap off taking off and observed the color.

It’s a pale pink with a slight blue tinge. I matched it to the blue of the sapphire, but I wonder if Hayato will like it.

“I’ll put it on for you.”


An unexpected offer came.

Young man, do you think lipstick is a toy or something?

“Do you know how to use it?”

“you just paint it, right? I always thought that Alice put a little too much pressure when you use these things.”

[I always thought that Alice put a little too much pressure when you use these things] – that’s a shock! I was shocked!

“Please tell me that if you think that way! if you tell me this late, the days I spent my youth with dark-colored lipstick will never come back!”

He laughed and said, “Sorry, sorry,” as if he wasn’t sorry. He pulled out a bit of lipstick and tried it on the back of his hand.

Maybe because it was good quality, but somehow the way he draws it looks so professional. It was frustrating.

Looking at the back of his hand, he nodded as if he was satisfied with what he was doing and slid closer to my side in his chair.

He looks like a child with a new toy.

“Maybe like this? At least it’s better (than Alice’s)”

“Oh… You’ve done this before?”

“No, but it’s okay. Look over here.”

The chair was turned towards Hayato, and my chin was raised.

As soon as he did, my heart exploded.

It’s like five seconds before a kiss!

it’s a little late for that, but I’m still feel embarrassed about it.

I can’t believe I’m being stared at such close range.

The lipstick was gently applied to my lips, and with a very light touch, it was quickly pulled to the side.

Once at the top and once at the bottom.

His fingertips were placed in the corner of my lips, and he stretches the paint.

…oh, he’s terrific at this.

Suddenly I gained a lot of confidence.

With his way of putting it, there’s no way that it will become too heavy.

My sense of embarrassment faded as Hayato took me more seriously than I thought he would, and I could enjoy watching him up close.

His face is so beautiful that it’s unfair. As always, his skin and hair seem to glow. Of course, his eyes–

His gaze, which had been focused on my mouth, suddenly shifted to my eyes.

I thought he would just look away immediately, but he stared at me in silence.

I felt like He and I must be thinking the same thing right now.

It’s so embarrassingly obvious.

–I want to kiss you.

But the words never managed to come out from our throat. With a pinkish atmosphere, we quietly leave each other.

It was time to leave the house, and Hayato propped his elbows up a little to make it easier for me to link my arms.

I hold onto his arm with my white short-gloved hand. We walked to the store in the city where the sky was starting to get a little dark.

TL note:

74 and 75 probably meant to be one chapter, it’s freaking long I tell ya…


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2 Responses

  1. Panacea Seer says:

    So she is dressed like an angel and him like a mafia boss.. I love the image

  2. Evie Ren A. says:

    The se*ual tension between the two is incredible, I’m dying. The frustration is killing me, and it’s even worse because I know there won’t be anything explicit to relive all of these scenes. At most, a slightly more intense kiss and that’s all, damn
    thank you so much for your dedication, I would’ve gone crazy

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