I thought that the beautiful red haired woman was coming towards me and my body jumped.

My cheeks were pressed with the folding fan.

My surprise won over my pain and I didn’t know right from left.

The folded fan dropped to the floor when I looked down.

The beautiful red haired woman left the parlour when I lifted my gaze from the floor.

My father picked me up off the floor, “The person who left just now was my wife Furore”. I didn’t blame the woman nor did I treat my cheeks.

My standing in the estate was decided at this point. My position was the bottommost.

A room at the end of the first floor became my bedroom. It was a guest room that wasn’t so big. The Noble Education, in other words, education given to me by a tutor was conducted in the study room. Other than that, I remained confined in my room. If I had time, I would return to the gardener’s work cabin where my mother was, but I could only remain in my room when I couldn’t return. My mother could only enter the kitchen so she didn’t know anything about what was happening.

The people who worked at the estate also looked down on me and didn’t help me. Well, my mother said it was normal to do things for oneself, so for a while, I didn’t realise that this wasn’t how a noble lady should be treated. They probably didn’t want to get involved. No one wanted Furore-sama to scowl at them.

I stayed at the estate in 3 week intervals under the guidance of the private tutor. During my stay, I would learn table manners and dancing on top of my education. I would suddenly be called back to the estate and quickly returned to my small room. I would study for 3 days a week for half the day in the mornings when I didn’t stay in the estate. My life continued like this.

Did your brothers and sisters take the same education as you?

Sometimes I would learn with them and sometimes I wouldn’t.

Still, they were older than me so they could do everything. My siblings wouldn’t teach me even if I was struggling and I barely made the tutor angry. When they were younger, they would gang up and bully me. When they got older, they would ignore me or treat me like a servant.

I had no choice but to obey my tutor’s instructions. Only the tutor would come into the estate to talk to me. She would answer my questions.

My mother would often tell me to thank my father, who gave me the opportunity to learn Noble Education.

Yes, yeah. That’s right, commoners didn’t have this opportunity.

My mother taught me how to live as a commoner.

That’s why I became who I am today.

Translator: Blushy

Editors: Readers