Re:Lyra-Starting Life in Another World (Re:Reader-Lyra Edition)

Chapter 77:Treasure Her

A/N: Here is this week's chapter, and the last for a while while this goes on hiatus. Expect to have the answers to a lot of questions and themes from the first two acts answered in it.

But without further ado, please enjoy this chapter. I have promised it once, I'll promise it again, this fic will not be abandoned!

Chapter 77: Treasure Her

With little to do in the way of tasks today in the prospect of having visitors soon, Lyra had been relegated to doing small, indoor tasks. Up on an upper floor of the mansion, she was busy dusting the windows that overlooked the front walkway to the mansion.

Subaru sure picked a fine time to go have a date... Shouldn't Emilia be here to receive guests?

Fogging the window before her with her breath, Lyra wiped a smudge off the glass. Clearing it, the blurred image behind it became clear, and revealed a carriage entering the main gates of the yard, and down the pathway to the main door.

Lyra: That must be them...

?: It would appear to be.

Lyra: -Yah!

Jumping at the sudden sound of a voice right next to her, she turned to see it was the pink haired maid of the mansion, Ram, who was observing the arriving guest with her.

Giving her a confused look as to his reaction, she briefly critiqued his actions.

Ram: Ram has said it once, she'll say it again, Lyra must have a stronger resolve if she is to continue to put faith in her for Rem's future.

Feeling her heart still beating hard from the shock, she knew voicing an argument was futile.

Ram: -and using your breath to clean the windows? Lyra, does this mansion look like a poor man's brothel in the slums? Ram guesses there is a reason you're assigned to outside duties for the most part.

Lyra: Hey now, it looks clean now though, right?

Ram: That is beside the point. Although, the real problem would be if Rem had seen you do that.

Scratching the back of her head, Lyra had half a clue as to what she meant.

Lyra: Yeah, I guess that would mean more work for her... She'd probably run to go get a proper rag and bucket and then end up washing the entire vanity...

Ram: While that might be one way of thinking about it, Ram believes if Rem had known Lyra's breath had been there... she may spend all day gawking at its 'perfect shine.'

Lyra: - - -

Looking back at the window, she slumped her shoulders.

Lyra: Yeah... you're right. She would do that.

Shrugging, Ram made light of the idea to herself.

Ram: At least it is you who is the root of the infatuation of her heart. Had it been Barusu...

Not wishing to think of alternative timelines, Lyra tried to steer the conversation away from Ram thinking such negative thoughts.

Lyra: It does amaze me how she still acts like an enthralled secret admirer with stuff like that, despite us already having kissed and stuff.

Giving Lyra a wry smile and her eyes half closed, Ram poked fun at her.

Ram: -And 'stuff?'

Lyra: Don't get the wrong idea, Nee-sama.