QT: The Secondary Character Counterattacks (Obey Me! characters x Reader)

Arc 5. The Unfavored Daughter Chooses an Unlikely Backer (Mammon x Reader) 5

Chapter 5: Sowing Seeds of... Something

Clear, dewy skin. Lush, bouncy hair. Shiny, clean teeth.

"I am so pretty."

You stood in awe of your reflection. It was still several hours before dawn so you could only rely on the flame of your lamp to illuminate your room and reveal your brilliance in the mirror.

Uwak, more or less now used to your endless love for all things beautiful–especially your face–could only ding in agreement. Although you have only started your "Operation: Glow Up" a few weeks ago, drinking liters worth more of water, washing yourself twice a day, and using the system-boosted beauty products did wonders to this body's previously dull appearance.

"What's next on today's itinerary?" You asked, twirling around in your chemise to better admire your figure.

[Let's see...]

Uwak flashed a holographic screen.

Get a lay of the land ✓

Annul the engagement with Cyril ✓

Find a:

1) glassware expert ✓

2) blacksmith ✓

3) dressmaker ✓

4) contractor and engineer ✓✓

Use the system Cauldron to make beauty products ✓

Deliver beauty products w/ instructions to the queen ✓

Get prettier. WAY prettier.

You flipped back your hair and used your finger to draw on the screen:

Get prettier. WAY prettier. ✓✓✓

[Congratulations on reaching all the milestones, Host.]

"Yes, I did well. It's hard to stay ugly when I'm here."

[Your vanity knows no limits. As usual.] But Uwak couldn't help but think that you were acting more narcissistic than usual, but to preserve its fragile heart, it said nothing though.

After writing a new line in the list, you waved the screen away and went to slip into a maid uniform and a pair of boots. You tied and hid your hair under a white cap and a hooded cloak. With a wink to the mirror, you snuck out your room and into the stables undetected.

Some time ago, you figured that riding a carriage was simply too obvious, so you resorted to taking this body's horse. It, no, she was an impossibly white Cheval du Morvan with a fine mane and even finer senses–as usual, animals were better at detecting changes in the soul than most humans; the old girl had neighed violently when you first approached it, no doubt she felt that you were not "you."

"Easy, girl." You raised your hands gently to calm her down. "I may not be your master but I'm not a bad person... well, not badder than most people."

It took several tries but she eventually trusted you.

Her name was Hathor.

You had brushed her nose before letting her out. "It's all right."

[If I were to postulate...] Uwak started as it watched you swiftly place a saddle on the mare and check the cinches [Host also won the Nyx Division's equestrianism Badge?]

"We just called it 'horse-riding,' though the term equestrianism certainly has a pretentious charm to it," was your reply when you had set off to your first solo ride to Ammencera Promenade.