Villainess Is Changing Her Role To A BroCon

[Ekaterina’s POV]

The answer came crisply. It was as if it was a well-informed model answer.

“And what was my father like?”

This time, there was a slight pause before the answer.

“……He was wonderful. He was so seductive that he could make any woman fall in love with him. Not only was he handsome to look at, but he was a refined gentleman who was always kind to women. He was always generous and enjoyed life without getting caught up in trivial worldly affairs.”

ーーIn short, he’s a ladykiller!

He’s a coddled bastard which captivates every woman…a superb level of Hikaru Genji! His face looks exactly just like my brother, but even if he puts brother’s glasses on, he would never have the same aura my brother has. Brother will never be the same like him either, a man who only knew how to get under women’s skirts.

He even let brother do the work while he enjoys life behind the scenes, what kind of trash father is this.

(E/N: Hikaru Genji – a peerlessly handsome and genius protagonist of “The Tale of Genji” who had several affairs with women.)

“Well, yes. What kind of trivial worldly affairs are we talking about, for example?”

[3rd POV]

Nonna turned and stared at Ekaterina.

“Paperwork, money accounts, that sort of tasteless stuff.” (Nonna)

“Well. Father didn’t count the money, did he?”

Ekaterina looked back at Nonna with a smile that seemed to be sincerely amused. Nonna’s gaze grew harsher, but Ekaterina’s smile did not falter.

Nonna looks away and starts walking again. Haha, I won. That’s a little pathetic of me.

But as soon as she arrived at her destination, Ekaterina almost fell to her knees. What the hell is this?

There was no such thing as a walk-in closet. This is literally a walk-in hall! It’s normal to have a walk-in hall, but not to have a hall big enough to hold a small party filled with dresses! The entire hall is a closet! The hall is a graveyard of dresses!

To prevent the dresses from fading, the windows were closed, and in the dark, the countless dresses on the torsos could be seen dimly, what a horror story!

It’s really scary that the old lady’s lingering obsession could be felt everywhere in this hall.

“This is not all of it, my lady. There are many more in the main residence of the dukedom. This is what a noble lady is supposed to do.” (Nonna)

Nonna was proud for some reason.

“Your grandmother used to order a dress at least once a week. She never wore a dress more than once, and if she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t wear it or even allow us to see it again. This opulence, this pride, is the mark of the greatest of noblewomen.”

Nonna then looked down with a cold gaze at Ekaterina.

“You’ve been in the Imperial City for almost two months now, and this is the first time you’ve ordered a dress. It’s a pity, what do you think of the Yurinova family name?”

Nonna talks with passion.

She continued talking about how it shows the power of the duke household and how we should not be underestimated by lower classes. She also suggested being introduced to the best designers that met her grandmother’s standards, which will make a dress for her at least once every weekend.

Nonna then continued.

“You should also be aware that the way you are treating your servants is far from being a lady. I will teach you exactly what your grandmother would have done. Only I, who served your Grandmother the closest, can do that. I will make the lady into a fine lady according to her standards.”

“Well…Is it really possible to become a lady just by ordering a lot of dresses, though?”