A young girl in a village without protection

"Ha... every man (one) is subtle..."

Sigh loudly and place the fishing papers and surveys you were looking at throwing them on the table. This is called a pageant.

"To Mazacon, I hate kids this way. And then... Wow, I can't believe the slaughter of pets and animals, sucks"

What I said in a grumpy manner was a beautiful young lady.

The beautiful white hair is braided from the forehead area, flushed to the sides and tied with a ribbon. Baby pink eyes are clear and very adorable.

Made with lace tones, the dress adds to her transparency.

Miscellaneous words were uttered from the mouth of such a warrant lady as opposed to her appearance.

She's like a doll, Zelicina Linkrat.

A sixteen-year-old young lady with memories of her previous life.

Seventeen fishing papers on the table in total. It is all aristocratic men, but as I said, there was an unacceptable problem somewhere.

Poor at least...... if that's just why I don't have the money, I'd be happy to jump. Being poor is the minimum condition, plus all the people who have something.

I'm not going to like this no matter how I get up.

"I'm also a Marquis daughter, so I wouldn't deny a political marriage... but at least there's a minimal line!?"

I don't like unfortunate promises.

Even as I roar, I reach for the material again.

Fishing papers with full body paintings, names, identities, hobbies, etc., and a survey I took the liberty of examining here. Unfortunately, not a single person has matched the information written.

Fishing books are lined up with all the words and lies of shame.

But I still want to get married, but I don't like not having love, and I don't want to be someone I like in the first place.

I wish I could love you from a pageant, but you don't look like someone who nurtures love at all.

Leave your back naughty on the couch and hang out. There's no such thing as a marquis' maid! They may say that, but unfortunately, no-one has eyes now.

"I don't know what to do."

That's what I said, and a knock sounded in the room with Concon.

"Is it Anna?

Correct the body that was restless on the couch, and Zelicina gives permission to enter. It was Anna the Samurai, as I had expected, who came in to reply.

Tsericina smiles and sees Anna again in the cluttered tone she had earlier.

"What's wrong? Anna."

"... I took my last fishing paper and survey"

"Thank you"

Anna opens her mouth like she's in trouble while giving her new fishing book to Zelicina.

"Master Tsericina is the fiancée of Master Solatique... isn't that what you need?

…………

"We have prepared the materials because you ordered them, but we still..."

Anna sees Zelicina puzzlingly wondering why she's doing something like picking a matchmaker.

If things continue to go well, Zelicina and Solatique have nothing to worry about because it is the trend of marriage at times. Because Anna thinks so, it's only surprising how Zelicina behaves.

"I'm sorry I confused you"

"No......"

Yes, I was looking at the fishing book... but Zelicina has a fiancée. Besides, the opponent is His Royal Highness the King of this country.

Zelicina takes a small breath and spills words.

"... but soon this engagement will be broken"

The pounding and grunting voice was small and didn't even reach Anna's ear.

- Yes, this engagement will soon be broken.

Fiancée with an elegant appearance and popularity from the public.

He will be taken away by heroin and Zelicina will be the paybox...... planned.

I am convinced that, although it has not yet been transferred to execution, that is the future that will definitely happen. That's why I was looking for a man to meet me after my engagement was broken.

Anna shakes her eyes anxiously and asks Tsericina.

"Master Tsericina admires Master Solatique, doesn't she?

"... yes, of course"

"Then there's nothing wrong with it? Master Solatique is very important to you about Master Tsericina."

Tsericina nods powerlessly at Anna's words.

"Anna, can I have some new tea brewed?

"... Yes, sir."

After watching the samurai fall back, Zelicina sends her gaze to the documents on the desk only once more and quickly strays away.

And look around the room - and reaffirm that this is unmistakably the room of Zelicina Linkrat, the 'Villain Lady'.

Rose red curtain with floral carpet.

A luxury condiment, arranged in white, as if to indicate that it is the Marquis. In the form of a table pinch, two seated sofas are placed in pairs. Bedrooms are provided separately and there is a costume room behind them.

If you look out the window that leads to the rise balcony, will there be about three hundred meters loose to the main entrance? Symmetrically built rose gardens and luxurious fountains in the centre.

Precisely the right mansion for a villain warrant lady to live in.

This world - "The Maiden of Earth Gals" - was a very popular fantasy maiden game in Zelicina's previous life.

Tsericina is a former Japanese and has sung her life as a so-called gamer...... if you realize it, she's reincarnated into a game she loves.

I'm very happy about this one, if it's supposed to be, but it's the character that's reincarnated.

"Miss Villain Warrant, Zelicina Linkrat"

Zelicina remembered her memories of her previous life when she was six years old.

I was fever for three days and three nights, and all I had left was the future of getting betrothed and abandoned sooner or later from my favorite solatique.

But maybe... Heroin wouldn't choose a solati cruise. What an expectation, just a little bit.

"But life doesn't seem so good..."

Unfortunately, the game route that seems to be underway is the Solati Cruit, the country's first prince.

When it comes to how do you know that, the answer is simple.

When the Solatique's birthday party was held a few days ago, it was a testament that he was a target of attack...... because he was wearing a pink tie.

Zélicina left her back on the couch to sink in again, good thing Anna was gone.

"Even though my favorite character is my fiancée, I can't stop waiting for a future to say goodbye..."

But there are more important things than that concern.

That's the ending of this game.

Two routes exist on the Solati route: Happy End and Bad End. Although this is common in itself, it is not something that can be overlooked.

The first.

High heroin and solatique liking, happy ending.

In this case, Zelicina is disengaged and deported from the country. Was the reason for the expulsion a common bullying of heroines?

Second.

Bad end that a jealousy-driven villain warrant poisons the two if the heroine and solatique are less likeable.

In this case, the conclusion is awaited that he will be captured and executed as the culprit.

I hate both of them, but I'd rather have a happy ending with heroine and solatique getting along.

Exactly. Even Zelicina doesn't want to die. But more than that, I can't imagine Solatique dying.

"Though I don't think I'd be jealous to kill them both..."

This is the world of games.

Maybe some force will work and follow the scenario. Where it is different from my will, my body may move on its own.

Thinking about it, it's very scary.

I just imagined myself, my spine peeled.

"It's okay, my favorite solatique because I'm sure I won't die!

That's why Zelicina is going to look for a new fiancée and make sure the heroine works out well with Solatique.

... although there was no one good for a new fiancée candidate.

They were engaged when they were five years old.

Although the engagement of two young and adorable people seemed as if everyone was celebrating and a happy future was promised... reality doesn't work that well.

"Because I'm not a heroine promised happiness"

It would surely be a natural emotion to want Solatique alone to be happy at least.

"... well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't envy heroin"

No, I'm really so jealous of heroin.

He remembers his memory at the age of six and is now sixteen. How many times have I beaten up a pillow moaning that I'm not a heroine......

Though I was going to be able to sort my mind out, when I think the game really started and became a solati cruit...... I tear myself up.

"No, no, no, it's okay! You've been thinking about what to do when you become a solati cruit!!"

Tsericina probably shakes her head and drives away the emotions that made her cry.

"It's okay, there's nothing untrained about Master Solatique anymore...!

And keep it up, bread! and make a loud noise and slap him on the cheek to get in the mood.

"Look for a new fiancée for that... well, it didn't make sense because there was only a shitty man..."

It's all right.

Whatever happened, let's smile and congratulate Solatique on his heroine marriage.

As I was alluding to myself that I could, could..., the sound of a knock sounded again in the room.

I thought Anna might have brought some tea and urged her to "go ahead," but it was her fiancée, Solatique, who showed her face.