The Obsessive Second Male Lead Has Gone Wild
Chapter 6: Unlike other nobles, it was fine to attack the free people.

Unlike other nobles, it was fine to attack the free people.

The problem is that the daily necessities market already had several old stores made by free people.

The Bruque family’s wealth and lineage were good enough to make an exceptionally good product, but they often faced such difficulties.

“If we don’t stand out, our products won’t make a profit.”

“Will our problem be solved if the broom stands out?”

Rurutia stared at the neatly placed broomstick. Then she looked down at the dress she was wearing.

“Even a broom would be pretty if you put clothes on it.”

“Would you display it in that condition?”

“Yes.”

Rurutia got up from her seat and took out a handkerchief from her arms and wrapped her broom. The fabric flowed over the broomstick without being fixed down properly.

It didn’t work out as I thought. I’m a failure.

She glanced at Gust, thinking that she might be scolded.

Gust, who made eye contact, opened his mouth.

“Slow down. It’s a good lesson to practice your lady thoughts.”

Fortunately, Gust was not an angry person unlike her father.

Rurutia, who was relieved, was feeling more greedy. She was suddenly struck with an idea and she was excited to carry it out.

“I need something to fix it.”

She untied the yellow ribbon that tied her hair. It was her first time tying a ribbon, but she’d seen a lot of maids tie one. She busily moved her hands to make a sloppy bow.

Rurutia, who had been wiggling for a long time, removed her hand.

It was complete.

But Gust said nothing.

“Are you going to scold me?”

The silence was not a good sign. Rurutia looked at her teacher expectantly.

Gust, whose mouth was firmly stiffened, stared at the broom wrapped in a handkerchief.

“I’ll untie it again…”

“No, leave it as it is.”

“You’re angry…”

“Me?”

Instead of answering, she nodded cautiously up and down.

He knelt to Rurutia’s s height.

“I must have scared you. When I do calculations in my head, I concentrate and my expression hardens.”

He gave her a gentle smile like he did normally to other students in the class whenever he wanted to encourage them. Only then, did Rurutia feel relieved.

“By the way, I was very surprised. I never thought of thinking of wrapping it…”

“I thought it would stand out if I did this.”

The upper section operated by the free people saved the cost as much as possible, so there was no decoration or packaging.

Even if I followed it at its best, it would be difficult to imitate the luxurious packaging method run by a noble family, thought Gust to himself.

But not this one, just the other products.

The column of numbers went up and down in Gust’s head.

“That’s right. You did very well.”

This was the first time that she was praised for a job well done. Rurutia’s ear tips turned slightly red.

“You don’t have to pay a separate fee and just pay attention to the packaging. How did you come up with such a good idea?”

“Just… I thought it would be nice to dress up the broom.”

“It’s great that you’re thinking of dressing things. As you demonstrated, I’ll make a little dress and put it on the brooms.”

Rurutia’s face turned a darker shade of red.

It was clear that Gust’s words were pleasing. But, not knowing what to say, only her fingers fluttered.

Only

She was embarrassed that she did not know what to say, but this did not put Rurutia in a bad mood.

The compliment warmed the inside of her chest and her heart felt less heavy, which had always been weighed down by pain and sorrow until now.

A few months later.

The daily necessity items at the Top of Bruque were a hit.

Even kitchen and cleaning supplies, which had seen slow sales before, saw an increase in the market.

Daily necessities were essential items. It was sold even if it was made roughly, being that the existing tops of the free people did not care too much about the quality.

Brucke, who entered the daily necessities market late, paid attention to quality.

“The wrapping paper can be used as a doll’s clothing right away. How much my daughter loves doing this!”