Endo and Kobayashi’s Live Commentary on the Villainess

"... uncle"

During my first face-to-face meeting with him, that's what I said at the time, when I completely forgot to even bow my head instead of the words of greeting that I had practiced over and over again by the day before, making me as stiff as I was plucked out of my soul.

"Reese, Reese,...... Reese Lotte!!

I remember clearly until my hurried father called me by my name so strongly that I managed to keep my head down.

About that, meeting His Highness Siegwalt was too shocking an event for me.

Platinum blonde hair, amber eyes.

Its mysterious colour, the same as Lilena, the goddess of creation passed down in mythology.

With his young, already finished beauty, he was just a "grandfather" child who came to the picture book, beautiful as if he were made, but with a warm and soft grin that made him feel that he was indeed alive. Even now, that impression remains the same.

I think it was love at first sight.

What did you do in the garden of the castle to the adult words of children to play with each other?

I just remember how sweet he was, how beautiful he was everywhere, to his ideal uncle everywhere, I was in a great mood.

When I was a little girl, I said, "Uncle” and I were going to get married when I grew up, and I just said, "Oh, my God."

Excited I told my father that I thought His Highness Siegwert was great, that I loved him, that I wanted him to like himself too, that it would seem kind of difficult to educate the queen if it were for that, that the sword and magic exercises as Liefenstar's eldest daughter meant that because of the manners education that was just boring to the child, what good luck.

Then my father smiled with a very sad face and stroked my head.

"Whatever you say to me, keep that a secret from you, Lieselotte. His Royal Highness Siegwalt is not in a position to say that lightly, like or dislike him."

"……… Why?

"He is the king of this country.

When it comes to his likes and dislikes of things and people who have become kings, their influence is enormous and confusing. Besides, he knows that very well.

Of course, it would be a pleasure to have a good relationship with you, but being selfish like you and treating him like a special kind of person only afflicts him. "

In short, I now know that I meant not to want even love for a political marriage.

He said that he couldn't do anything when he made such a demand a king.

I was just a kid at the time, and on the surface, I tried to convince him, but it's weird that he really shouldn't like it or dislike it. Poor thing. ”I really thought.

However, when I watched His Highness Siegwalt in the corner of my head for many years, I was convinced when this would be the case.

He was the one smiling, anytime, anywhere.

But the eyes were always flat. I can't even read good or bad, I can't let them read, my eyes are smug.

Though it seemed calm at first sight, I wondered how much emotion it was suppressing, and somehow I wanted to cry.

"Father, I, I want to support that person.

I want to be everywhere, everywhere, about that person who shouldn't like anyone. I want to be on my side. "

That's what I proclaimed to my father last year.

Having come to visit the school before attending, I saw His Highness surrounded by many people by chance.

At that time there was no Artur Richter and he was surrounded by a lot of people, smiling equally at all of it.

Choosing someone means not choosing someone.

Artur Richter in a special position, first of all my fiancée, and then, although I had not yet met him at the time, I am now certainly a friend of His Highness, Mr. Fine, who has no clue about the aristocratic society.

Other than such a handful of human beings, we have to distance ourselves from students because we are still among those who have no defined position.

I finally understood that. At that moment.

I was so sad, so dear, so close to crying.

I admired it at first.

He was compassionate.

My thoughts, which had accumulated over the years, when I did it, had turned to love.

When I realized, I liked, liked, liked, liked and couldn't help but think of that guy who was loved by so many people and lonely everywhere.

So I was just glad to see you.

It was just a blend of being respected as a fiancée.

It was filled just to be formally escorted.

Yet here he is.

Not Mr. Fine. He showed up at about the same time as Mr. Fine, black nanica.

He was entering the bottom of my mind at will when I noticed that creepy presence.

And when I see Mr. Feene and His Highness with me, I ramble.

You pour an uncomfortable emotion into me, and then I'm just about to get laid.

I don't like it.

Don't hate me.

Likes

Don't look at anyone else.

I hate that girl.

Don't steal my light.

Likes

Even though it's mine.

Hate

I love you, baby.

That's why.

Yursanayyursanayyursanayyursanay ■ ■ ■ ■

Throw away the eagle, ■ ■ ■ ■ ■.

When only Nanica puts me down, my expression is ugly and distorted by jealousy, my mouth spits out dirty poison, and my body tries to harass me terribly.

"Mr. Fine. Assuming you have a fiancée, you won't get anywhere near as comfortable as that.

Regardless of Artur and Bal, Your Highness is officially engaged to me.

Even if you don't care about the outside world, you don't have a problem getting caught up in nasty rumors even to Your Highness or me.

Can you get rid of me?

I wonder why I can only say this in such a tight way.

If I keep repeating this, they'll hate me.

He doesn't say he doesn't like what he doesn't like. I can't tell you.

Even if you hate me, I don't know.

Though I think so, oh, these are my words just now.

"It's really understandable jealousy, Lieselotte!

"It seems that exposing jealousy with such a bitter look is fast becoming influenced by the ancient (if not the) witches"

The calf was warm and powerful, and I heard two voices.

[Ancient Witch]

The moment I heard you say that in a woman's voice, I understood it intuitively for some reason. It's a black nanica.

resent Mr. Fine, blame me, evil beings.

He is, by definition, an ancient witch.

"Leezelotte, is this, like, a fainting......!? You still mean the curse of the ancient witch is beginning to erode her......!

It's not the usual nightmare, they don't. It doesn't mean I'm just going to repeat the situation earlier, it doesn't. I wonder what this strange voice is.

'You're totally unforgivable, you old witch!

Lise, I'll definitely protect you! I'll never let you die!

The moment she said that powerfully in a woman's voice, her heart shook.

'That being said, unfortunately our voice will not reach Lieselotte......!

'Yeah. We just have to get Zeke to hang in there.

All we can do is live and commentary, then pray.

Let's just pray, so that Lisettan can be a mix, so that he doesn't die, so that he can be his original beloved girlfriend, so that he doesn't lose to witches with a strong feeling '

At the same time as I was able to lay that word on top of each other, more and more, the warm and gentle power and emotions poured in from you two, and he dismissed the nasty Nanica, about him.

Phew, and it makes breathing easier.

Yeah, if it stays like this, it's been a long time since I've slept well.

As soon as the strength of my strong body was lost, I realized that someone was giving me up.

All the way, all the way.

I'm kind of relieved.

If it's here, it's fine. Seems so.

"Gu Ha... Oh, princess, you are so powerful...!

A woman's voice said so bitterly.

"Easy, Kobayashi! Ouch! '

It looks like a man is trying to forgive a woman, but she hasn't done well. It hurts. It hurts.

'Cause it couldn't have been a game and I adore it so much that Zeke would princess Leezelotte......!

It kind of makes me happy to hear that delightful woman's voice. Glad. Fun. I like it.

'Okay, okay, and here's Leezelotte smiling...? I gave myself a slip and a siege from ah!

Sieg can only be bored by the cuteness of too many Lieselottes!

'Such destructiveness without consciousness is just Lieselotte'

What are you talking about? It's impossible that I'm cute.

Again, it's a dream. Strange dreams. Weird dream. But a mixed dream. How much better than a normal nightmare.

Your two voices turn away. I guess I'll sleep so deep that I never dream of it.

Instead of dreaming, in every sense of consciousness, “I'm not frightened of an ancient witch if I don't even lose sight of my love for His Highness Siegvart. I can be me.” And yes, I was sure.