As the Villainess’ Final Crony, I’ll Follow Her to the End!

The summer socializing of Lady Sofia ended in almost total defeat, and the summer vacation, spent almost every day at the Redmayne house for the next meeting from early fall, is finally over.

The only redeeming feature is that you've got a valuable, albeit unknowable, liaison in the form of Master Barkhorn: ....... I'd like to say that I've got a new fiancée.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what to expect when you get started. The matter of finding a fiancée is one thing, but there is also the matter of Lord Barkhorn. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make your life easier. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

It's not only a good idea to have a good time, but it's also a good idea to have a good time with your friends. The situation that we could have afforded has already passed. And yet--......!

"Miss Chloe continues to be a good eater," she says, "and she's more attractive than the beautiful ladies who don't eat at all. You are more in love with her than the pretty ladies who don't eat at all.

Well, then, since Miss Sophia is a beautiful little lady with a small appetite, would you be so kind as to accept her?

"I told you she's just a pretty girl, little piggy. How is Sofia a "pretty enough" lady?

"Mmmmmm ...... What are you calling me in the middle of all this hustle and bustle?　Since I do not yet recognize it, wouldn't it be correct to call her "Miss Sophia" or "Miss Redmayne"?　And as I've said many times, please do not join us for lunch.

Despite the fact that I'm telling him to "get lost" by smiling at his snoring and twitching temples, Master Barkhorn is sitting right next to me, eating a baguette sandwich that he seems to have purchased from the cafeteria.

Why is he sitting next to me? Leaning against a shady tree trunk and smiling, Sophia is as beautiful as the flower spirit I read about in an old story, the dryad.

It's not just a matter of time before you find yourself in a situation where you can't get your hands on a new piece of clothing, but also a new way of life. It's no wonder she's so beautiful!

Instead, how come no one comes to talk to you while you have such a beautiful woman in your sight!　I'm having lunch in a slightly secluded area that I usually take in a secluded place - ...... and you're still a man?

It's a good thing ...... that the other gentlemen can't get close to Lady Sophia because of your constant stalking during every recess. It's really a good idea to have a good time.　Or are you so unsure of yourself that you have to go to such lengths to sabotage them to get them to choose you?

Yes, I do. And besides, I don't enjoy watching other men flock to the woman I'm courting, do I?

I'd appreciate it if you would refrain from using vulgar expressions in front of Lady Sophia. It's your opinion, and I'm afraid my veins will run out of steam if Lady Sophia doesn't flock to sensible men other than you. Under stress.

Oh, well, that's a lot of work. All right, well, I'll keep Miss Sophia busy and you can go to the infirmary, little piggy.

If you don't know what you're talking about, that's not good enough for you, is it?　And only Miss Sophia and Miss Austin are allowed to call me a piggy. If you must call me by my name, please call me Evans.

This kind of exchange has been going on almost every day since the summer vacation ended, but there was more trouble. In spite of this extremely indigestible lunchtime of smiling and being annoyed, my weight has not increased as much as it used to.

I've been gaining and then losing it again, or maybe my weight hasn't changed that much, but I look a little thinner than I used to, as if my flesh is different. This has led to the search for a fiancé at my parents' house, which has begun again, and I can't rest easy.

I know that the reason why I am not gaining weight as much as I would like is probably because of the Redmayne family's special salad lunches that they bring to me every day. But even if I knew, I couldn't let her grieve without accepting the salad that she brings to me every day.

I've yet to see any of the images that my parents bring me, because I refuse to ship them under these circumstances, but it's at least a relief that there aren't many of them. But I'd be interested to know how they sell this looking girl and get her to agree to a blind date: .......

In fact, when her parents asked her about her preference for the opposite sex, she made a joke that if Sophia was a man, she would have been married for sure, but how did she find it?　

In this case, there's no stopping the late-night snacks to get away from the blind date talks.

The cooks of the Evans family, who have recently lost their shares to the cooks of the Redmayne family, should have stopped, but they haven't, instead they've been blazing a trail of high-calorie snacks that won't be noticed even if they're hidden in their rooms.

Trying to get rid of the disgust I was feeling from the barren argument, I put a lunch box salad in my hand and chewed the vegetables with their munchies and refreshing citrus dressing.

Lady Sophia, who had been observing me, said, "Is it good? I'm sure it's delicious," she would ask, tilting her head in a cute little way, gulping down her still-masticated vegetables, "of course it's delicious! I'm not going to be able to get rid of it," he replied, immediately sobbing loudly.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time and energy, but I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. This guy, seriously, do not forgive.

In the two weeks since the reopening of the school, the only thing I've learned about this Ignatz Balkhorn is that he is "arrogant", "confident" and "crass". "That's the trifecta of where the devil is," he says.

He doesn't work with anyone on campus, except to mess with us, he's basically alone, and he doesn't like to be swarmed, unlike the way he seems to be fumbling around in the center of people.

I don't know if he ever judges people by their appearance, but the first day I met him was the only time he ever made fun of my appearance, and I don't remember him ever saying anything about my appearance since then. And he himself has a different persona from the impression he gets from his appearance.

The more you know, the more suspicious it becomes and the more difficult it is to recognize him as Lady Sophia's companion. It's not a problem to look directly at a person's face when talking to them, but ...... the problem is the construction of the face.

The thick, strong-willed eyebrows and confident dark green eyes are both twitchy, which makes them even more intimidating and frightening. Or is it simply that this face is not good for you?　It's so different from the type of man I know.

But if that's the case, even Lady Sophia, who has the exact same basic image of a man, would have a hard time with this type.

I can't find a new candidate for fiancé, even though I can't recommend him at this point. Pressure from her parents to find her own fiancé on the looming deadline. If you ask me which one to dump first, the first one is definitely this guy who looks at you with a smirk on his face.

Well, ...... to the extent that he offered me a glass of iced tea and said, "That's dull. I'm not sure I'm going to be the only one who can care enough to say, "Here you go. And to my chagrin, I didn't have the words to say anything in return.

It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends and family. So, in a conditional reflex, I replied, "Of course.

The speed of my answer was so quick that he said, "You just had a conditional reflex, didn't you? And it was pointed out to me that "What are you talking about? I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea.

I hate it, I hate to admit it, but before I knew it, I was beginning to feel bad about these days, and I feel bad for Miss Austin, who forced me to attend the tea party and other events during the summer vacation. It's just that I'm a little bit more lenient on Master Barkhorn because I haven't had such a lively lunch time in a long time, and that's why I'm enjoying it so much and seeing Sophia looking so happy.

I'm sure it's a good idea to keep your spirits up and do your job," I said to myself, when I heard the bell ring, signaling the end of the lunch break fifteen minutes before. With a flap of grass on her skirt, she stood up and pushed away Miss Barkhorn, who was trying to get in line next to Sophia, and put her in between them.