The Noblesse's daughter

Omake: Raizel (Part 2)

Cass learned a lesson.

Never, ever let her father decide.

Raizel has this behavior of being rash in decision-making.

Like the vacation, she planned for her father.

She swears that she'll make sure Rai will enjoy spending outside Lukedonia with them.

But it looks like the peaceful tour she wants will not last.

As they walk the streets of France, the crowds were looking at them.

Especially to Cass and Rai.

They looked like a god and goddess descended from heaven and decided to take a stroll in the middle of the day for sightseeing.

Frankenstein was trailing behind them, with his butler clothes while Cass opened the parasol and raised it over her head for protection from the heat and light.

Beside her was her father, walking calmly side-by-side gracefully, not even throwing a glance on the side, as if looking around would be a waste of time.

Even without any make-up, Cass already beat the girls around her. On the way she walks, hold the parasol, and her expression.

She looked like an important and educated woman with a high rank in society.

All men were astonished at the beauty in front of them, stopped and stare at her as she walks.

"Dad." Cass said in a low voice. "Is your intention was to make everyone notice us? What if someone asked who are we?"

"Frankenstein can cover us for that." He only said.

One of the women that noticed them got jealous at her beauty and want to have Rai for herself dared to ask them. "Excuse me, which family you came from?"

Frankenstein intervened. "Miss, my master is the head of the Raizel household."

"Raizel? Never heard of it." She said.

"We are not originally from here, madam. We came from Russia, and Master decided to take a holiday here for a few days." Frankenstein said.

"I see." The woman replied.

It looks like the woman was not that knowledgeable in foreign families, as she believed the story made by Frankenstein.

"So, where are you going now?" She asked flirtatiously.

"We --"

"I was wondering whether the bust of your clothes is actually your waist without this damned corset." Cassielle cut Frankenstein's answer.

"W-what? Are you telling me I'm fat?"

"No. You said the word, I did not. My corset was a bit loose when the woman put it on me. Even if it's on the smallest one." She replied cooly. "And your words is so indecent in public. Which of the two you're hitting on?"

"Cass." Raizel warned

"Dad, I'm asking a logical answer, not trying to kill her. I can not even move in this garb. A hindrance for easy movement." She replied as she folds the parasol. "My father never taught me to be indecent in an open place. Do you have a tutor?"

"Of course! Wait, dad? He's your father?" She exclaimed.

"Oh, I forgot." Cass bowed in a way she still can. "I'm Cassielle Elise Di Raizel, daughter of Cadiz Etrama Di Raizel, heiress of the Raizel household."

She pointed towards Frankenstein. "And he's father's slave."

"Hey!" Frankenstein said indignantly.