Chapter 62
“Heehee. This is fun.”
After flopping around on the bed until dinnertime, I went to the living room for dinner. The new house has three rooms: one Ophelia uses and one I use.
The remaining one was supposedly for when I take photos, but I still don’t know what’s in it.
“Ophelia, by the way, is it okay if you keep wearing that outfit?”
“I’m planning to buy new clothes, but I’m still deciding what I should get.”
“I see.”
Ophelia definitely looks great in a maid outfit, but if she wore it like that outside all the time, she’d attract way too much attention. As always, the only ones at the table set with all kinds of dishes were me, eating my meal, and Ophelia, watching over me.
Dangdang was gobbling down kibble from its bowl, and Suri was holding something sausage-like with one paw and munching away. Minyum wasn’t eating anything in particular, but was sitting in Mini-Minyum form and meditating. Apparently, the bigger it gets, the more mana it uses, or something like that.
“Princess. Are you aware of the current follower count on your SNS account?”
“Huh? Right now? Just a moment..?”
I turned on the phone beside me and opened Instagram, and before I knew it, the follower count had reached 570,000. Had it already gotten that high? Man, going into the Desert Mausoleum must have made a huge difference.
But maybe because so many people came in through that, comments like “Where did that insanely cool Gundam buddy go?” and “Why aren’t there any photos of the pretty maid mama?” kept getting posted too.
Looking closely at the comments, they were generally clean because Ophelia managed them, but there seemed to be a lot of people who weren’t happy.
“Hmm....”
I guess that’s just one of the side effects of becoming famous. Can’t be helped. Ophelia doesn’t do social media, and Minyum doesn’t really have anything it could usually photograph and show off.
No, but when I looked, there were tons of accounts that had been screenshotting and uploading Ophelia’s photos.
“What do I do about this?”
“We do periodically report them and have the accounts deleted, but since there’s no supply to meet the demand, I suppose that’s the problem.”
“Then wouldn’t it be better if Ophelia posted photos herself?”
“Because it could be harmful to the Princess’s efforts to build recognition.”
“Still, I feel like it would be nice if Ophelia’s photos were uploaded....”
Ophelia really is pretty. But for someone like that to be capable and also great at fighting?? At this rate, she might hit 1 million on Instagram in no time.
“If follower count going up is a good thing anyway, then upload photos too, Ophelia! For example... since Ophelia is good at cooking, how about cooking videos?”
“Cooking videos, huh.”
I was also looking for something more interesting, like an event, and found something called Scoop Market. You fill a box with lots of jelly and candy, then scoop it out and give it to the buyers.
Since Ophelia makes desserts well, it seems like making delicious desserts and selling them would work too? But what if someone overseas asked for shipping?
“Hmm, difficult. But why Instagram?”
“Because the negotiations with Royal Mayfair that I mentioned earlier were concluded under excellent conditions, there may be a schedule for traveling to England.”
It seems the luxury clothing brand Royal Mayfair will also have us featured in a spring-clothing magazine to be published in March.
“Heeey, I see. Is it happening within this year?”
“To finish the shoot as quickly as possible, the Mayfair side hurriedly offered a high amount. It must be because the growth in your Princess account is so rapid.”
“Ah, I see.”
They want to buy me up as cheaply as possible before I get any bigger here. Before the Desert Mausoleum, I was just a cute elementary-school Instagrammer, but then I even participated in First Mission?
And now the fact that I was also a super-strong hunter connected to the Nova Guild has spread online too.
The people who had initially offered 1.2 million won for eight outfits were startled and hurriedly raised the price.
“Uh, h-how much did they offer?”
“For three days of shooting and five outfits. £7,700.”
“U, uh....”
“About 15 million won.”
“Hwaaah!!!!”
So now they’re saying that if I just laze around for three days, try on about five outfits, and give the camera a few business smiles, they’ll pay 15 million won??
Do you people think money is a joke?? Even if you’re a luxury brand, is it okay to just throw money around like this??
“Actually, the amount itself isn’t really necessary, but it will be a great help to the Princess’s fame.”
“15 million won isn’t really necessary..?? Then why am I carefully spending 500 Robux..?”
From what I hear, they’re still selling off the corpses inside the Desert Mausoleum, and the settlement money keeps piling up. I have no idea how much they’ve made.
Then why was I agonizing all day over whether to spend 300 Robux on Dragon Adventure or not!!
“Waaah, Ophelia. Please raise my allowance.”
“How much would you like?”
“Gasp, you’re actually going to raise it?”
I was just saying it offhand, but if Ophelia was going to raise it...
“Uh, um... 500,000 won..?”
“I’ll make it 270,000 won.”
“Three hundred!! Just three hundred thousand won!!”
“Understood.”
“Really?! Really, right!!”
An extra 50,000 won a month. I might be getting the most allowance of any grade-schooler in the world. Of course, I’m not actually a grade-schooler, but still.
“Heehee.”
The England business trip is scheduled for about seven days. We haven’t set the exact schedule yet, but since Mayfair said they’d be as accommodating as possible, I’ll arrange it for whatever time is most convenient for the Princess.
“Ah, um... then...”
But do I really have anything to worry about? I can go right now if you tell me to.
[Insaeng-an-manghaetda : Royal Mayfair << does anyone know this??
Is it kind of famous?]
-OO : Isn’t that Mayfair?
ㄴ OO : Yeah, it’s famous.
ㄴ Insaeng-an-manghaetda : Really?
-Alhwang-ui Kare : Mayfair is huge.
ㄴ Insaeng-an-manghaetda : Bigger than Arjun?
ㄴ Alhwang-ui Kare : @Insaeng-an-manghaetda Arjun’s 800 million Instagram followers—do you think that’s a joke, lol
Come to think of it, Arjun has 800 million Instagram followers. I can’t even imagine how much it would cost to advertise on Arjun’s Instagram account.
Then how many followers do these Mayfair guys have, I wonder.
“What, 3 million? Smaller than I thought.”
In terms of followers, they’re smaller than Maxi, who has 4 million. I even took a photo with Maxi, so isn’t the promotional effect basically nonexistent?
Still, you can’t judge the world solely by follower count. They said the photo we took this time will also be featured in next March’s magazine... so maybe I can enjoy some publicity outside Instagram too.
“Could the conditions maybe change for the better if we go a little later?”
“Any better conditions than this would probably burden Mayfair and create friction in our cooperative relationship. I consider this the best.”
“I see. Then should we rest a little and leave right away?”
“Understood. I’ll let you know once the detailed schedule has been decided.”
So this means my first overseas trip will be to England. I’ve never once left Korea in my life, so I’m weirdly excited....
Does England not have racism or something? But then again, if you’re pretty, even Asians get good service and all that. Ophelia also speaks British English really well and looks like a foreign beauty, so I’m not sure.
“Heehee.”
A model being called overseas and paid in piles of cash? That’s seriously cool. My mood suddenly got better.
* * * * *
Thunk, thunk.
“Ugh... even the morning is noisy again today....”
Beep!
“Ah, Dangdang. What are they doing outside?”
While I was taking a few days off, I also heard news about the Dungeon Management Association, and got word about how those nasty Nguyen guys who were speaking Khmer were doing. From what I heard yesterday, they were Cambodian, and it had been an accident—they supposedly made a mistake while trying to lift the car, or something like that.
They called me and asked me to explain what happened back then, but I had a god-tier dog next to me with real-time recording, you know? Once I sent them the video showing those Nguyens deliberately using mana to try to shove it over, Chae-rin even sent me a cake gift card to thank me.
Beep
[TV installation]
“Ah, so the TV arrived.”
It was 9:20 in the morning. The technicians must have been the first to come to our house and were busy tinkering with the TV. Busy even at the end of the year, I guess.
“Mm, um.... Is it okay if I go out now?”
The biggest worry when you’re in your room and there are guests outside is this: can I really go out now? What if Ophelia sees my scruffy state and goes, oh my, this isn’t my daughter, hoho?
Ring-ring, ring-ring....
In the end, I called Ophelia, who I could see if I went outside, just to ask.
“Princess, are you awake?”
“Ah, Ophelia. Can I go outside right now..?”
“Yes, that’s fine.”
“My hair is a complete mess right now, though.”
“I don’t think you need to worry too much about that.”
Well, if Ophelia says it’s fine, then it’s fine I guess. But I’m technically an adult too, so it’s a little embarrassing. Being seen by people in pajamas is kind of awkward. If they’re TV-installation technicians, they’re grown men after all.
Luckily, my master bedroom has its own attached bathroom. I roughly combed my hair with the brush by the vanity, washed my face so the drool mark on my cheek wouldn’t show, and changed into a hoodie and leggings, so I looked somewhat acceptable.
“Okay, let’s go out, Dangdang.”
Beep!
I’m thirsty and want some juice. But it looks like the TV installation is going to take a while, so...
Creak....
“Ophelia...!”
“Princess, have you woken up?”
Ophelia had changed clothes. Come to think of it, a few days ago she said she’d been thinking about buying clothes, right? It suited her really well. Maybe she changed because maid clothes would look weird when the technicians came?
“Eh. Minyum?”
Clack!
But surprisingly, it wasn’t the technicians installing the TV—it was Minyum doing it, and neither Ophelia nor Dangdang had ever once said that a technician had come. Minyum was lifting an enormous TV with one hand and giving a thumbs-up.
I’d just been making a fuss for nothing.
“Sigh... I should drink some cola....”
“Princess, consuming cola on an empty stomach after waking up is not good for your body. I recommend drinking a glass of water first.”
“Hmph, okay.”
Seeing Ophelia in different clothes is pretty, but it feels strangely unfamiliar.
“Ophelia, did you pick out that outfit yourself?”
“I bought it after considering the average clothing worn by parents in this area who have children around the Princess’s age.”
“Hmm.”
“I guess so...? I don’t really know.”