Camille's Morning Routine
The mornings of the Miseria family were always bustling, just like any other day.
Servants were preparing the day’s duties while family members greeted each other early.
And amid all this frantic movement, one person was running with heavy breaths.
“Heuk, heuk…”
“Camille, good morning. You’re working hard today too?”
“Go… good… heuk. Good morning…”
I used to spend my days late into the night scrolling through novels on my phone in the real world.
After becoming a good kid who went to bed early, I woke up like a ghost at dawn every day.
Since wasting time was a waste, I started a routine of exercising hard in the morning to somehow develop this sickly body a little.
“Damn body…!”
After just five minutes of running, my breath was at my throat and strength left my body.
Before reincarnation, I had confidence in my stamina from working construction sites.
This five minutes was even a big growth.
When I first started running, after thirty seconds I collapsed right there and had to lie down for half a day.
“Thank you for your hard work, miss.”
After finishing my short five-minute morning exercise and sitting in the family garden to catch my breath, someone handed me a glass of cool water.
“Thanks, Bell.”
This maid named Bell had been my dedicated maid, caring for me since I first reincarnated into the Miseria family.
Calpin, worried about my sickly body, assigned her to me so I wouldn’t collapse anywhere at any time.
“Kyaa—”
A glass of cool water after morning exercise was always a cheat key.
I couldn’t be this refreshing. It was incomparable to the carbonated drinks I used to drink like water in the real world.
“Sometimes it seems like the miss is doing actions that neighborhood uncles would do.”
“Huh?”
“What kind of miss would react like that after drinking a glass of water?”
Bell’s gaze, unlike her words, was not scolding but like watching a cute pet’s antics.
“Hey, it’s embarrassing, so don’t look at me with those eyes.”
“By the way, you’ve grown a lot. Now you don’t collapse even after running five minutes.”
“If after running for several months you don’t grow, that’s just too sad.”
“His Highness would be really happy to see it.”
“Would he really?”
When I first started exercising, I tried running in the middle of the day when the sun was high and collapsed from heatstroke.
Calpin, seeing that scene, had been running around trying to prevent me from going outside, and I barely managed to stop him.
After some compromise, we agreed that I would wake up early every day and exercise in the early morning.
“Otherwise, I’d be stuck in bed for the rest of my life.”
“Miss, aren’t you resentful of His Highness?”
“Calpin, your father?”
Of course I was a person too. Sometimes when I was in pain over nothing, I got irritated and frustrated.
But now that I knew the circumstances of the Miseria family, I could feel it.
Calpin was doing his best in his own way and had been earnestly looking for ways to prevent his daughter from getting sick.
He was a true father who truly loved his daughters.
Was it Calpin or Lady Miseria’s fault that Camille was born with this body? No, it was just that the situation wasn’t good.
So, like Camille, I decided to always do my best in the given situation rather than resent them.
Most importantly, Camille had a beloved younger sister who, even if it meant tearing out her own heart, wouldn’t hurt.
While drinking water and looking at the sky, I saw the morning sun slowly rising.
Looking at the sunlight beautifully coloring the flower garden in crimson, I gave Bell a sincere smile.
“Absolutely!”
“Indeed. Impressive.”
Bell’s answer might seem insincere, but now that several months had passed since living with her, I decided to think of her as just an identity.
She seemed indifferent to everything but secretly took care of things and did all the hard work.
“Aaah…”
A familiar voice came from afar.
“Good morning, unnie…”
“Did you sleep well?”
Cute Daisy was walking to the garden, rubbing her eyes with sleep still in them.
“You ran again today?”
“Yeah. Today I ran five minutes.”
After rolling up the sleeve of her pajamas, she flexed her muscles to show off her calves.
“…Of course, it didn’t happen on this stick-like body.”
“Ahaha, what is it, unnie. Cute.”
“I didn’t say cute…”
Without realizing, my teeth ground at Daisy’s sharp voice.
“Damn it. Now I’m being treated like a doll by my little sister too.”
“I need to exercise hard quickly to make a body worthy of the family.”
“By the way, unnie. I heard guests are coming today?”
“Guests?”
“Yeah. I heard people from the Albion family are coming.”
“Albion family?”
In my memory, the Albion family was a marquis house, and a few years later they built great wealth through trade in the capital and increased their taxes enormously.
The territory where the Miseria family was located was quite far from the Albion family, so unless it was an important matter, it wasn’t something to pass by.
“If it’s the Albion family, they have a territory in the eastern part of the kingdom, Beltain. Why are they coming here?”
“Unnie, you heard too. The celebration banquet for Justia, the saint candidate, is about to start soon.”
“Ah…”
I forgot about that.
“So that’s why they’re coming. The Miseria ducal family has a territory quite close to the capital where the banquet starts.”
“…No. They’re coming to participate in the banquet, but what are they coming to our family for?”
Seeing me stare blankly at Daisy, she scolded me with a look of not understanding.
“Unnie, why are you suddenly like that? Don’t you remember Baron Albion? Dad is really close with Baron.”
“…?”
I didn’t have a line describing it in the novel, so how did I know that?
Getting enormous wealth and honor for the Albion count was at least several years from now.
So now it was just an ordinary marquis house, not even a count like in the original story.
But I didn’t expect Calpin to be so close to Baron Albion that he met him directly.
“Now, how do I look?”
Now a few hours later, Baron Albion was arriving, and Daisy and I were dressing up to welcome the guests.
“You look pretty no matter what you wear.”
“Really? I’m so happy because unnie told me. Hehe.”
Of course it wasn’t a lie that I didn’t have a crush on her because she was my favorite, but even if I looked at her relatively, Daisy was pretty.
She had become quite gentle compared to the original, but her sharp eyes and prominent nose bridge, eyes shining like rubies, and lips glistening in pinkish-red still remained.
Moreover, her figure was quite good for her age, unlike others. Among readers who read the original, there was no reaction criticizing Daisy’s character design or appearance.
Daisy, wearing a red dress matching her crimson hair and having her hair styled beautifully, was undoubtedly the most beautiful in the world.
But compared to her, I…
“Unnie, why can’t you wear a dress like this?”
I hadn’t worn one before!
Even if I were a woman, what would have made me wear such a luxurious and elegant dress in the corner as a shut-in?
“I forgot how to wear it.”
“You’re unnie. I told you. Unnie has a bit of a ditz.”
Still, the good thing was that Daisy didn’t think it was strange that I couldn’t wear the dress.
In the end, with Daisy’s help, after thirty minutes of trial, I could wear the dress and finish a light makeup.
“Oh my, oh my.”
“Why are you suddenly acting like a kid and making a fuss?”
“Unnie, you have to look in the mirror. You’re completely mystical crazy now.”
I turned my neatly braided hair to one side and stood in front of the large round mirror in the room.
“…”
“I told you. Unnie will have many men chasing after her.”
The Camille in the mirror. No, I was looking quite different from usual.
Was there a saying that fashion is completed by the face?
The face that was extremely emaciated had gained some flesh from diligently eating and exercising, and strength had returned to my eyes and hair.
Camille. Like the other meaning of chamomile, white hair like snow and yellow eyes like chamomile really resembled a flower.
Moreover, the white and blue base dress chosen by Daisy after much thought naturally blended with Camille’s sickly and thin body, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
“Ugh, no way.”
“What?”
“If too many men chase after unnie, and unnie abandons me to play with the men, what will I do?”
“…I’ve been feeling this from before, but can you stop acting like a kid and being so clingy?”
However, apart from that, the Camille in the mirror was really beautiful.
The first time I saw myself in the mirror, it was too skinny and emaciated without any flesh, so my appearance had lost a lot of luster.
One thing, the fact that this was my actual current appearance, not an illustration from the novel, gave a sense of incongruity.
“Daisy, Miss Camille. The guests from the Albion family are expected to arrive soon.”
A knock from the servants outside the door.
“Yes~ Let’s go, unnie!”
“U, uh…”
I never thought I’d have my first dress debut like this.
No. After all, to participate in the banquet that would be held soon, it was better to get used to the dress.
Let’s think of this as a rehearsal for that.
With my heart set, holding Daisy’s hand, I left the room with a trembling heart.