Regret it Yourself ~Be Happy with the Saint you Chose~ Translation

18: The Saint’s First Love ~POV: Lula~

 By Antoinette Vanessa December 31, 2022

“—Lord Ryan and Lady Daisy are engaged.”

When the news reached my ears, I was so shocked that my head spun.

…Why?

Why Lady Daisy?

Even though Lord Ryan is my first love—!

I first met Lord Ryan when I was 10-years-old.

As the engagement party for Prince Freddie and Lady Daisy was a large-scale event, aristocrats from all over the kingdom were invited. During that bright, sunny, day, I fell in love with Lord Ryan at the very first sight.

Don’t get me wrong, Prince Freddie is also handsome, but he’s no match for Lord Ryan!

‘Wow! Who’s this!? He’s so handsome! But he’s already been surrounded by a bunch of girls! Though, I’m the prettiest amongst them all! Everyone in my surroundings—including my father—always praises my beauty! Surely, the moment I speak to him, he’ll be smitten by me!’

With that in mind, I courageously made my way to the good-looking boy. A girl stumbled because I pushed her away, but he was all that I cared about.

“My name is Lula! What is your name?”

With a huge grin plastered across my face, I tried to initiate a conversation with him. Unexpectedly, the handsome boy ignored me.

“Eliza, are you alright?”

Instead, he went to the girl that fell down earlier, before escorting her somewhere.

But why…? Why!? I’m much cuter than her—!!

As I mulled over that, I was surrounded by a bunch of the not-so-pretty girls.

“I don’t recall seeing you at any of the tea parties until now. Where do you come from?”

“Eeeh? Where did that come from? I’m Lula, the daughter of Viscount Oz!”

“What? You come from a viscount family!? Yet, you have the gall to not only push us away, but also to behave uncouthly to Lord Ryan, a duke’s son!?”

“I just wanted to talk to him because he looks cool! Do you have to be so rude!?”

I fought back against the mean-looking girl. But then, she suddenly slapped me across the face.

“Know your own position, you daughter of a viscount!? Do you know who you bumped into? She’s Lady Eliza, Lord Ryan’s little sister!”

I, who had never been hit in my entire life, burst into tears on the spot.

Afterwards, my parents rushed over and forced me to return to the mansion.

“—Why would you insult the daughter of high-ranking aristocrats and turn a blind eye to the fallen Lady Eliza?! If the Duke of Somerset hadn’t overlooked that behavior due to this being a joyous occasion, what then!?”

My father, who was always soft-spoken and praised my cuteness, yelled at me. His face was bright red, while his eye seemed ready to pop out. Towards that, I cried once again.

“It’s not my fault! Besides, that mean girl started it!”

“You should be grateful to her. If she—the daughter of a count—hadn’t start it, it wouldn’t have ended as a mere dispute between children.”

On the other hand, my mother tried to persuade me, but I didn’t understand.

Why should I be grateful towards her? I’m the victim! Moreover, I’m much prettier than her! Is it because I’m just a viscount’s daughter? For her to be mean to me just because of her status!

From that day on, my parents—who had been coddling me, became extremely strict.

My once soft-spoken tutor turned into a nagging aunt, and I was thoroughly taught etiquette and social customs.

Thus, until I my enrollment in the academy, my parents disallowed me from participating in any kind of social event.

Through my vast education, I began to see that what I did at the garden party was unbecoming. Still, that didn’t mean I’d just forgive that bullish, oppressive, girl.

After enrolling in the academy, I had fun every day. Thanks to my good manners and education, I was able to make friends. Moreover, all the boys complimented my cuteness.

Then, I found that rude girl.

She had a fiancé, a man who also came from a count family. I approached him and we quickly became close—

—to the point that I took precedence over his own fiancée.

“Stay away from my fiancé—!”

When she exclaimed that with the same bullish face as before, I showed my best apologetic expression. I’d never forget what she said to me at the garden party.

“…But I also fail to understand why he’d choose me? I, someone who’s merely a viscount’s daughter, shouldn’t be able to compare to a count’s daughter, right? After all, I’m just a viscount’s daughter…”

—The frustration that distorted her face at that moment.

Witnessing that expression of hers—happiness, like never before, filled me.

I finally exacted my revenge to her.

This is because you were mean to me simply because of your status!

I smiled, and the girl, in turn, became furious—

“—Why, you!”

She’s about to hit me—!

As I thought that, the girl’s fiancé protected me. Furthermore, he also firmly reprimanded her. Afterwards, he led the tearful me away.

After we both sat down on a bench, he eyed me worriedly.

“Are you okay?”

This feels sooo good—!

As I thought, there were things that were more important than mere status!

However, his parents apparently rebuked him for protecting me instead of his fiancée. After that, he began to distance himself from me.

When my female friends heard of the incident, they did the same.

—Why!?

I did nothing wrong!

I truly had no idea why they left.

Lonely due to not having friends, I befriended the boys who’d praise my looks. However, they were already engaged. In the end, their fiancées also lambasted me.

Every time those rude girls said something awful to me, I apologized the same way I did during that first time. Each time, the girl would show me the same hilarious expression. With an extremely agitated expression, they’d explode on me. Each time, their fiancés would take my side—

—me, who had a lower status.

Before I knew it, it had become a fun pastime of mine.

Every time those nasty girls became frustrated, or when their fiancés rushed to my aid—I’d be happy.

After all, I managed to prove that there was something more important than status.

While I tried my best to get closer with Ryan, he refused to give me the time of day. The idea of joining the student council flashed across my mind, but that was impossible for a viscount’s daughter.

Hence why I loathed Lady Daisy and Lady Becky who were always with him.

But unsurprisingly, Lady Daisy became engaged with the first prince, someone I couldn’t lay my hands on. Meanwhile, Lady Becky had yet to be engaged, so I couldn’t do anything to her.

However, when I thought of giving up on Lord Ryan and started looking for my own future fiancé, negative rumors seemed to have spread about me. As a result, no decent boy would approach me.

Even among the boys I became friends with, none of them would choose me even after annulling their engagements—

—Well, except for Prince Freddie.

***T/N:
The saint: “But Ryan’s like, my first love!!!!

Me: