With my family’s full support, I left the royal capital the day after my social debut for the villa in the Viscount Clay estate.

The five-day carriage ride went smoothly. When I arrived at the Clay residence, I was greeted by everyone who guarded the house, including James, the family retainer.

“Miss Rebecca, Mr. David, welcome home!”

「「「「Welcome back! 」」」」

James’ words signaled the servants to bow to me in unison.

“Thank you. I’m back.”

I smiled and thanked them for welcoming me, but then I realized that this was a serious problem.

Although my father, Viscount Clay, had entrusted me with the management of the estate, David would be the future heir to the title of viscount. And yet, the people in the house are clearly giving me priority.

I had not noticed this because David and I had never been together before. I must do something about it as soon as possible…

Emma notices my subtle expression and took the initiative.

“The young lady is in charge of the Viscount Clay estate. The people who work here are sworn to the Viscount’s family, which means that she is the master of all us servants.

For your information, I have the Master’s approval on this matter, so please give it up, My Lady.”

What, ……?　Isn’t it strange?

How is it that you would rather have me as master than Father, the current Viscount, or David, the next Viscount?

I stared at James with suspicion as he looked back with soft eyes.

This grand old family man enjoys coaxing me into things. He is undoubtedly the one who has been getting strange approval from Father.

James is not enjoying the thrill of having a nobleman’s daughter chew sand*. It was educational guidance backed by tough love.

I have learned a lot from James’s suggestions, and I am grateful for them, but I also appreciate his hobbies and interests.

*Means to have a difficult time with something, shares a similarity with “Bite/ing the dust”