44 - Transmigrated as the Villainess Fake Young Lady, Please Spare Me, Female Lead Sister

**Chapter 43: Blessings of the Goddess of Beautiful Girls' Touch** Before opening the door to the etiquette class, Lavtiya had harbored some hopes. After all, during yesterday’s dance class, Aurora had, surprisingly, become much more serious, behaving like a diligent and focused teacher. Lavtiya wished she could maintain that demeanor and teach them something more practical in today's etiquette class. "Creak—" The door opened. The room was arranged no differently from yesterday; the curtains were drawn, casting a dim light, with just a floor lamp illuminating a short couch. Aurora was sitting on the couch, legs elegantly crossed, posing dramatically. As the door swung open, she abruptly closed her eyes, stretching out a hand towards the doorway, and softly chanted: "O Goddess of the Beautiful Girls' Touch, destined for me, grant me the eyes to see beauty!" "Let it overflow, overflow…!" "I am the accomplisher of all good deeds in the world, the culmination of all evils. Thou art clad in the three divine words for seven days, upon thine wheel of restraint—" "Appear before me, O beautiful maidens!" "? ?" The two of them stood frozen at the entrance. Lavtiya's first instinct was, could this be some form of dark magic!? Her expression instantly turned cautious, and she instinctively extended her arm to shield Claire. Claire, on the other hand, found the incantation oddly familiar, maybe it was just her imagination... It felt like some beautiful maiden spirit was about to be summoned into their dimension. The next moment, with a snap, the lights in the room turned on! Under the glaring lights, Aurora suddenly appeared in front of them, her eyes blazing with pink heart-shaped flames as if burning with fervor. With a mysterious notebook in hand, she scribbled rapidly, her hand moving so fast it seemed the paper might catch fire from friction. She surrounded them with just her presence, all the while drawing and viewing Lavtiya and Claire from different angles, muttering strange phrases to herself. "—Thank the Goddess of the Beautiful Girls' Touch for fulfilling my wish!" "Thank you for your hospitality! My eyes are completely cured!" She seemed very pleased with Lavtiya’s instinctive move to protect Claire: "Good, that’s it! If you could stick a bit closer, that would be perfect, hehehe—" Completely incomprehensible. Lavtiya frowned deeply, "Ms. Aurora, what exactly are you doing?" "Obviously, I'm enjoying the view!" Aurora retorted without lifting her head, continuing to immerse herself in her own world. "Hmmm, the dress size might need slight adjustments, should the waist be cinched tighter, or should it stay as it is?" "Lavtiya is very poised, the leg bands and neck bands suit her, keep those! Claire-tan, however, can afford to try a bolder cut…" "White stockings… White stockings are nice, the puffed sleeves seem a bit juvenile, maybe swapping them for lace gloves would be wonderful—" Claire quietly moved closer to Lavtiya, sticking even more closely. Lavtiya, with a solemn expression, assumed a defensive posture, wary of Aurora in her fervent state. She felt Claire's fluffy little head nestling against her arm, tickling her. But this time, she did not stop her. Perhaps Claire was nervous, or maybe she was afraid. Aurora’s inexplicable behavior, anyone would find it frightening. And teaching an etiquette class… does she not feel she is being quite disrespectful? Lavtiya, displeased, held Claire even tighter, tacitly approving her small actions. What actions exactly? The coat draped over Lavtiya’s shoulders was large, with a long hem. As she raised her arm, the coat spread out, creating a small safe space. And Claire, being petite, could slightly bend over and slip inside… It’s not that she intentionally wanted to slip in, or intended to share the same coat with her sister! Primarily, it was... just going with the flow. From this position, she could clearly smell the fragrance from Lavtiya’s hair tips. She could see her sister's smooth back, the exquisite tailoring of the dress around the underarm and side waist… The air was filled with the familiar rose scent. …She really did use the same bath salts. But why? Somehow, the scent left by Lavtiya seemed much more fragrant and pleasant than her own. Warmer, cozier, as if mixed with a hint of cool hyacinth. Even though it was the same bath salt, how strange… Claire lowered her head, under Lavtiya’s protection, bracing herself against Aurora’s increasingly fiery gaze. However, standing firm here, she also had to deal with the other side. As expected, the system had something to say again. 'Host, why are you sticking so close to the main female lead? You are supposed to be the antagonist! You’ve not yet aligned yourself with your role!' Claire effortlessly explained, "This is primarily due to an irresistible force; this teacher is too scary, there's no helping it!" "Also, remember to switch to subtitle mode in her presence, you forgot?" System: '…' Subtitles: 'Understood.' Already subdued. Not bad, Claire felt she might soon start to enjoy etiquette class. After all, she completely understood now; this vampire teacher, though seemingly competent and sometimes quite intimidating, actually seemed to have rather a common hobby… Which was, liking to observe girls getting along closely. Although Lavtiya might strongly dislike Aurora, Claire found this hobby quite appealing! Just like now, she could openly snuggle with her sister without being treated coldly like yesterday nor worry about lowering the favorability score. And what’s better, in front of Aurora, the system is forced to switch into silent mode! With the system quiet, her mind was much more at peace, oh how comfortable… Aurora’s fervent state didn’t last long. Faced with Lavtiya’s cold, penetrating gaze, Aurora quickly recalled her priorities. She took a deep breath, put on glasses that seemed to serve as a seal, cleared her throat, and announced her return to normalcy. "Cough, cough, my apologies for losing composure." Such perfect control. Lavtiya, eyes still cold, lightly lowered her guard. Claire also knew when to stop, obediently slipping out from beneath Lavtiya’s coat. Aurora (now in serious mode) cleared her throat, saying, "Before starting today’s lesson, there’s something that needs doing." "Since you're aware, tailoring and refining dress sizes is one of our significant tasks. If production doesn’t go smoothly, and we miss the ball four days from now, that would be a rather unfortunate result." "Therefore, today I require your cooperation to provide me with some essential data." "…Data?" Claire blinked. A sense of foreboding welled up… Aurora nodded, pulling out a tailor's measuring tape as if by magic and tossed it between her hands: "Exactly." "—It's your body measurements." "Although I’m a veteran designer and can estimate sizes by sight…” "For a precise fit, collecting exact numbers and multiple adjustments are necessary." "What you're wearing now is just the initial version; even though it seems okay, it actually needs fine-tuning in various aspects. Taking measurements is essential.” Claire blinked in surprise as Aurora produced two sheets of fine parchment. She briskly approached, giving each of them a sheet along with a quill. The parchment featured flowery English script that read… um, incomprehensible. The system kindly provided subtitles for translation: 'Neck circumference, shoulder width, front chest width, bust, bust distance, waist circumference, hip circumference…' Claire was left momentarily speechless. Such detailed specifications? Aurora adjusted her glasses, pulled a whiteboard from the shadows, and pinned what seemed to be a measurement guide on it. "1. Neck Circumference: The length measured around the neck through the shoulder-neck point, nape point, and neck-pit point. Alternatively, it’s the circumference around the base of the neck." "2. Shoulder Width: The surface length measured from the left shoulder endpoint across the 7th cervical vertebra point (posterior midpoint) to the right shoulder endpoint…” Following were the methods for measuring the bust, waist, and hips. Not only was it detailed, but it also came with very realistic illustrations… In the upper right corner was written: "Even Dummies Can Understand Measurement Methods~ Let’s Make Clothes Together!" "Well, does it seem clear enough?" Aurora clapped her hands with a smile, "Then we can start measuring now!" Claire’s unsettling premonition came true. “You mean, we measure each other?” “Of course. The teacher is quite busy.” Aurora said earnestly, “For instance now, I must seize the moment and work on optimizing the designs as inspiration flows. You two start measuring and call me when the data is filled!” With a flick of her hand, she tossed the measuring tape over. Lavtiya accurately caught it with a swift movement. Then, holding the measuring tape, she and Claire exchanged glances, both sinking into silence. What was this? Clearly an etiquette class, yet they suddenly had to measure each other’s dimensions… What on earth… Lavtiya lowered her gaze to look at Claire, whose eyes were shifting, appearing somewhat hesitant. Lavtiya was the type who faced daunting tasks head-on, striving to tackle the most challenging aspects with all her might. ...Since things had come to this, it was best to be swift and decisive. She took the initiative and said, "Miss Claire, let me measure all your data first, and then you can take mine. Let's complete this as quickly as possible."