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

--I have always been vaguely afraid to sleep.

Once I had a high fever, it lasted for a week, and I felt like I was being ravaged, rampaged and torn to shreds, a hollow space growing inside me.

The morning would not always be the same. I was afraid that once I fell deeply asleep, I might not be able to lift my eyelids the next time I fell asleep.

I was able to escape that fear when an insensitive piglet came to visit me often when I was asleep and started drinking tea with my sister next to me, even though I was asleep with a fever.

I had been feeling neither thirsty nor hungry, just overwhelmed by the fever, but this little pig wakes me up with thirst and hunger.

I forced myself to lift my eyelids and woke up to find doctors and family members who would normally look anxiously into my face. Before I knew it, there was a triumphant figure waiting for me with a cold drink and fruit.

The first face you see, the first voice you hear - the

'Good morning, Mr. Austin. What woke you up today?　Thirsty?　Or are you hungry?

Such a blooming face and a taut voice that makes our waking pain and relief mixed together. I'm not sure if the sight of it was my true awakening. And yet--

'May I, Mr. Austen?　I've always looked like this, ever since I can remember. What if losing weight doesn't make me more beautiful, but makes me even more miserable than I am now? What if I am deprived of my escape that I am ugly because I am fat, I will be left with nothing but despair?

Since that day a week ago, my chest has been feeling very heavy. I didn't want her to smile like that, but I was sure she was in a hurry. But I was definitely in a hurry.

Lately, my health has finally started to stabilize and I've had more opportunities to go out in social situations, and because of that, I cursed my previous shallowness at Chloe's position in the world for the first time.

"An unbeautiful viscountess who has no fiancée, but goes to a single man."

"Isn't the Redmayne heir's physical weakness due to being poisoned by his baroness?"

"It appears that the Evans family, whose only claim to fame is fluency and harmlessness, also had ambitions. Otherwise, they wouldn't have left their daughter as ugly as she was."

"Well, it must have been a rarity for the beautiful siblings of the Redmayne family."

...... Horrifying, nauseating, and inexcusable. It is not only that, but it is also that, as a result of the fact that it is the only thing that can make you feel good about yourself.

It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes and boots.

The hardest thing to deal with was my own unworthy existence that I let her take care of me for so many years without even realizing it.

You're not going to be able to find out if you're going to be able to get your hands on a new one. I'm going to try to find my own partner from today until Sophia's graduation ball. I'm not going to be here until you find a partner, so please take care of yourself. Then, how are you doing?

She stood up and turned away, her outstretched arm cut the sky, and the scene of that day when Chloe closed the door without looking back even though she called out to her was repeated - the scene of that day.

At that moment, her body slumped and she nearly ran face-first into the office desk. That's when you realize for the first time that you've fallen asleep at work. I looked around and saw that several papers on the desk had slipped down to the floor.

You feel a headache and slight nausea and rub your brow, but the blurring of your vision is not enough to distract you.

Then there's a discreet knock at the door, and I let out a sigh at the change in the person who's been visiting me over the past week and say, "Come in. Immediately afterwards, the person who emerged from the open door was Ignaz Burkhorn.

When he looked at me, he wrinkled his brow and said, "Brother ...... have you been sleeping like that again? The new potential fiancée was quickly accepted by the house's servants and is a frequent visitor these days.

He says that he's doing it to get his father to accept the paperwork he needs to apply for the engagement just before Sofia's engagement is broken off in the public eye, according to him. It is true that I am not yet the head of the family, but I cannot put the Red Maine's seal on the document.

I understand that. But the words mixed in with the conversation, which I was about to overhear, made my brows knit together.

I've told you many times, Mr. Barkhorn, that you are officially engaged to my sister. I'm not sure if you can call me "brother" until I officially announce my sister's engagement to you?

Let's put that aside for now, brother. The problem is really that you are not aware of it.

...... is the story again. I've been told by Sofia, but I have no idea what she's talking about. And I'm in the middle of an urgent search, so please keep it short. Please keep the story short.

Every time my sister, who has been visiting my room every day for the past week, brought up Chloe, I dismissed the subject, saying I didn't want to hear her name. It's the first time in my life that I've ever run out of my bed in my room to avoid a visit from my sister. It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for, because I'm sure you're aware of that, and that's why you're the only one who came to this room today.

It's not just a simple matter of finding a new fiancée for your sister. You can't blame her for not visiting us now that she has done that.

It's a good thing that you're not a servant of this mansion, but it's a good thing that you're not a servant of this mansion, because it's a good thing that you're not a servant of this mansion, because it's a good thing that you're not a servant of this mansion. It's a good thing that you have a good idea of what you're doing.

As Ignatz Barkhorn continued, I looked at the fishing books and drawings scattered around her, but I didn't find it particularly strange, because I knew what she liked in general. It's a good idea, because I knew what her general facial preferences were.

I'm sure Chloe would probably say that she wants a guy who looks like Sofia, and that's why she's looking for someone close to that look. That's why I'm looking for someone close to that look. It is a good idea to have a good idea of what you like about your daughter, and if she is a strange person, I just want to get ahead of her. I'm not going to be the only one who has been a good crony for my sister and her matchmaking partner.

There is nothing funny about it. There is nothing contradictory about it. It should be. It should be so.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. But the only thing I can do is to greet him with the exact same expression.

It's a good thing that you're able to get the best out of it. He asked.

All of the details asked for are written documents that are carefully researched and prepared to be delivered directly to His Majesty. It is part of the job of a house that has been in this position for a long time to expose the injustices of its subjects and show them.

If you're wondering what in the world you're talking about, Mr. ...... Barkhorn. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time in the future. What's not to like about that?

That's true, but all the names on this list are the ones who said disparaging things about Miss Chloe at the last tea party or social gathering.

...... I didn't realize it, but you seem to know more about the rumors about Viscountess Evans than I do. Now, if that's all you've got to say, I'll let you leave.

I lowered my gaze to pick up the papers scattered on the floor, as if the conversation was over this time. And then there was an obvious sigh, and then Barkhorn brought up a new topic.

The reason why I came to ...... today is because I wanted to discuss something with my brother. The only thing that Miss Chloe asked me to do was to ask Miss Sophia for help. This is the main topic. If you still want to continue the conversation, I would like to borrow your wisdom from your brother. As a matter of fact--

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The Herefords have now begun to approach Charlotte Rainworth and convince her to leave her son. The reason is quite simple. Your man has made an astonishing recovery and is now a regular visitor to society. The Herefords, realizing that this will prevent them from receiving the Redmayne estate, want to get back together with Miss Sophia. I don't want anyone to take your sister away from you anymore.

So it's been a week since I started investigating the case that Bulkhorn was asking me about.

Two weeks had already passed since the day I stopped seeing Chloe.

On that day, Bulkhorn and I had followed Charlotte Rainworth and Hereford's idiot son to the marketplace, looking for information that could be used as a weakness and to lay the groundwork so that we could use witnesses to the scene of the infidelity to testify.

I'm sleeping even less than a week ago, and I don't have much of an appetite, but I feel too bad that my brother, me, is going to ruin my sister's engagement again. I was chasing after their backs as I chided myself for being too giddy.

It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for when you go out. If I don't want Barkhorn, who is walking with me, to know that I'm walking with them, my mental exhaustion will be even faster.

I want to meet him.

I want to meet with you.

I want to meet with whoever it is I'm asked.

It's too convenient to ask for its existence and name.

As a result, I have to swallow my hazy vision and the resulting gastric juices, turn to the front and follow them. That's when I re-focused my efforts on my feet, whipping my body to the point where its knees were about to buckle.

What I saw in my blurred vision was the familiar carrot-colored hair.

The body moved faster than Barkhorn, who seemed to have noticed the same thing next to him, approached to call out to him. The fact that she still had the strength to run was a surprise, but I wondered why she, the Viscountess, was in a place like this without one of her attendants. It's more of a concern.

It's a good idea to have a good time with your friends and family.

How do you do, Mr. Austen?

The person who called my name for the first time in a long time in a scratchy voice called out to me with his heart, wanting to see me forever. He was a little pig with a round, blood-colored face and a look of surprise and concern on his face.