The Heroines I Corrupted Regressed With Me

Trying to get Gilmon Salazar to come to my place through Phonia Hazelnut wasn’t as easy as I thought.

[Phonia Hazelnut: I’m sorry, Princess.]

[Phonia Hazelnut: Gilmon said he’s busy.]

Looks like she asked him directly and got rejected.

Aisha went back and forth between the Academy and her place, disappointed.

She wanted to have the Royal Guards keep an eye on Gilmon Salazar if she had her way.

But if she did that, every single one of her actions would reach the Emperor’s ears.

Pulling herself together, Aisha sent another message.

[Aisha Sinclair: Can I ask why?]

She had become relatively free by living on her own, but Aisha wasn’t always available since she still had to return to the Imperial Palace when there was work.

[Phonia Hazelnut: He said he’s having a hard time.]

That was all the reply said.

Then there was only one way left.

She had already planned her next move when Phonia’s reply was delayed.

[Aisha Sinclair: If it’s okay, would you like to come over to my place?]

[Aisha Sinclair: I asked the other students to come over to my place, but... since I’m a Princess, it seems like the other students feel burdened.]

[Aisha Sinclair: I think Phonia would be fine with it, right?]

Gilmon Salazar, if you’re going to be this passive, I’ll take something precious from you.

After sending the message, Aisha smiled with satisfaction.

That didn’t mean she was planning to harm Phonia, who was kind and cooperative with her.

[Phonia Hazelnut: Just me?]

[Aisha Sinclair: Please keep it a secret from the others. I want it to be just the two of us.]

It’s natural for high-ranking people to exchange gifts when responding to each other’s invitations.

So Aisha added,

[Aisha Sinclair: You don’t need to bring a gift or anything, just come as you are.]

[Aisha Sinclair: You are a gift in yourself.]

[Phonia Hazelnut: Aww~ that’s so sweet. Alright! I’ll come over. Thank you for the invitation! ^_^]

Aisha made thorough preparations for the plan.

She even dispatched two Imperial Palace chefs to personally check the list of dishes to be served that day.

She ordered sleeping pills that could knock out an elephant through a messenger.

The Emperor contacted Aisha even though he was busy inspecting the northern region, which was facing off against nomadic tribes on the border.

"I’m glad that you’re inviting a friend over for a housewarming, but why do you need sleeping pills? I have no idea."

Everything gets back to the Emperor’s ears, as expected.

Aisha gave her prepared answer.

"Your Majesty, I’m just not used to sleeping in a different place, so don’t worry."

"What? You’re having trouble sleeping? Not getting enough sleep is a pain in the ass. I can’t stand seeing dark circles under my daughter’s pretty eyes, so why don’t you just come back?"

"How could I compare to Your Majesty? I wouldn’t have even come out if I was going to whine about something like this."

"Hehe, well, if that’s the case..."

"Please take care of yourself and come back in good health, my sweet daughter!"

Another thing to be careful of was the eyes of the women.

Only a few people, including Sierra Solers, knew that the Princess had started living on her own.

But what if it became known that she was inviting Phonia Hazelnut, who was closely involved with Gilmon, there?

The group chat would definitely be on fire, and the Princess’s reputation would be tarnished.

Fortunately, the Princess was in Class 2 at the Academy, and Phonia was in Class 8, so there was no chance of their paths crossing.

[Aisha Sinclair: I’ve prepared delicious food, so please be patient and wait even if you’re a little hungry.]

[Aisha Sinclair: I’m sorry that I can’t pick you up by car.]

[Aisha Sinclair: Let’s meet at 9 PM.]

She sent a message to Phonia.

In fact, it’s not common to have a housewarming at 9 PM.

But tomorrow was the weekend, and more than anything, the night was good for doing something big.

After all, in Aisha’s mind, Phonia was just a pitiful woman of a much lower rank than herself.

After all, the purpose of this housewarming wasn’t the maid, but Gilmon, whom she served.

Nevertheless, Aisha believed that she was treating the maid Phonia with excessive kindness and politeness as a Princess.

"The sleeping pills are ready, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness. But shouldn’t we pick up the friend who’s coming?"

"No, don’t worry. She’s a friend who’s more comfortable walking. She’s not used to cars. More importantly, let’s leave quickly."

Aisha urged the driver.

When she returned home, she lay in the bathtub for a long time, washing herself thoroughly from her ears to her toes, armpits, and groin.

She applied fragrant oils all over her body.

She changed into a wool dress that didn’t show her skin and stood in front of the mirror.

It was a thick dress that softened the curves of her body.

Cooling the heat with the back of her hand, she unbuttoned three buttons on her neck and then buttoned them back up.

Her maid, who was helping her dress up, asked, puzzled.

"Your Highness, is the friend who’s coming very precious to you? It seems like you’re putting a lot of effort into it."

"Y-Yes? Ah... that’s right."

Aisha was a bit startled.

This old maid must have a lot of experience with men and might see through her intentions.

It even seemed like she was laughing at her.

It was embarrassing, but after finishing her preparations and looking in the mirror, Aisha couldn’t help but admire herself.

It also helped that she had been doing beauty exercises from time to time.

"Okay, Miriam, you can go now."

"But shouldn’t I help with serving the food..."

"It’s okay. You can go."

Aisha pointed to the door firmly.

The maid Miriam felt uneasy, but she had no choice but to leave.

When the maid and cooks were all gone, she took off her clothes and changed into a revealing dress that she had hidden.

It was a sexy outfit with see-through sections on her abdomen, arms, upper chest, and thighs.

It was the kind of outfit that Gilmon liked.

"Really, he’s such a vulgar man."

She said that, but Aisha’s lips twitched as she tried to suppress a smile.

Standing in front of the mirror, she tilted her head slightly, holding her chest with her arms.

Glossy blonde hair and a black revealing dress.

Perfect.

The most noble woman in the Empire is wearing clothes that a prostitute would wear.

Gilmon Salazar wouldn’t be able to resist the excitement that came from that dissonance.

While the flames flickered on the candlesticks on the table,

Aisha quietly got up and carefully poured the sleeping pills she had prepared into a specific cup.

She repeated its location once again to avoid any confusion.

Now everything was ready.

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