Endo and Kobayashi’s Live Commentary on the Villainess

Master Lieselotte Liefenstal is a strange man.

Noble ladies other than her treat me as something that doesn't exist there about the common people.

That's right. No one bothers to speak up to roadside stones and weeds.

According to the aristocrats, I have no choice but to fall outside the scope of recognition of a person, such as myself, who has no family name and no father besides.

Yet she alone treats me as an equal competitor. Weird.

Her fiancée is also seemingly nice to me, but that guy isn't weird.

He's that's what every student is down there, and that's why he's equally kind to all students. The rules are simple, so I can still understand them.

"Miss Fine, which way?

Yes, as usual, he called me from behind, and I remembered, "Oh, there was another, weird guy”. It's been a month and a half since he became by my side. It was no longer completely turned into air.

God? Baldur Liefenstar, including the odd thing about my escort somehow with the instructions of.

Instead of reciprocating about me as well, he's my escort, so feel free to order me or call me off, but I'll try to handle it up there.

Exactly because the instructions to call me Bal are horrible to the gaze of the others, I decided to ask them to just accept the respect of being a minimum one-year senior and call me [Senior Bal].

He managed to say something bad about giving up "I can't even beat Miss Fine for the sake of my escort. I can't believe I get treated like that......" but just let the line there die for my peaceful school life.

What if the Leifenstar people are judging by their arms?

"I want to move my body a bit, so I thought I'd go hunting for a monster.

Senior Bal doesn't have to follow me. "

That said, I began to run against the back mountain of the school where the monster exits at an early foot, but the serious knight wouldn't leave behind my right diagonal half step.

I can't believe I want to move my body, even though I just want to go get some meat for dinner. It's kind of awkward.

"I'm strong, aren't I?

I looked up at him and said words that I thought were pretty nasty myself.

He is in vain tall and fit, and a small category among women, I am slightly annoyed every time I look up to him. Shall I strike him in the shin?

"I know. That is why God's prophecy that Miss Fine, as strong as a bucket, will soon be revealed as an enemy in crisis, makes a great deal of sense.

I don't want to leave you alone for a moment, not even for this country. "

A bucket thing is rude to a lady.

I thought so reflexively to the words he said with a serious face, but, well, I'm aware of my anomaly there. I'm not a lady, I'm not looking to be a lady. Let's do it.

"... the wand, don't you offer it to your hips?

The lid asks me that, and I look at my outfit once again.

In the uniform as usual, the wand remains in the pocket of the robe. It's not much of a battle posture.

Uniforms in this school must have wizard-like robes for both boys and girls, and there is a standard inside but freedom there.

Some people wear only athletic clothes all the time, but men have a majority of standard blazers. Women often wear custom pieces like dresses, although the under knee length piece is the standard one.

I was also a must-have, bought athletic outfit, but I couldn't even afford a standard uniform, so I was an athletic at all times.

However, one day Mr. Lieselotte said to me, "Even if there are female students who are so miserable, the quality of our school is doubtful." At first glance, it seems to be just a standard uniform, and I never touched it in my life. I am thankfully wearing it because I was thrown five clothes tailored in a fabric.

It was perfect for my physique, so I didn't care what you think, Mr. Lieselotte. Chest, chest, length.

"No, well, this wand looks awfully expensive, and I thought I'd leave it at that.

"Are you willing to send this used product to me (me), as you used it?" or something like that. "

And I snuggle with His Highness. It always is.

Really, he's a weird guy. Really, he's cute.

"There's no way Reese can get hitched, and use it normally.

Poor thing you shouldn't use tools. "

I don't even know what Senior Bal said like that, but I haven't had a chance to use it in the first place.

"In the first place, I don't really need a wand, or I guess I need it when I recover from Senior Bal..."

I realized that I didn't always have to stand up.

"I mean, even Senior Bal doesn't use a cane, does he?

He is only offering his favorite sword from his waist at all times. I've never seen a shadow or a shape of his wand.

"Yeah, because this sword combines its function as a wand."

"Heh! Nice! Where did you buy it?

Senior Bal shook his head sifting if I wanted to knock or at least knife if I could, too.

"This is a family heirloom passed down to Leifenstal's main house.

I've decided to have a son-in-law in that house, and because I don't have a son in that house, my lord is sweet to me, so I'm going to have it now. "

The fact that I was made pale was kind of, like, uninteresting. Sprouts.

I have a fiancé for you, Senior Bal.

Despite my reputation for being strong enough to compete for 1 or 2 in this school, you really can't beat me.

"……… Hmm."

When I said that in a grumpy way, Senior Bal peered into my face for a moment.

"What is it?

The eyes are shaking anxiously, just a little, and the drinking drops.

"No, I just thought your nobility was in trouble.

From a common man like me, I don't understand my fiancée from a student. "

"I don't understand either. Or I'm not convinced."

I immediately agreed with my words and saw his face seriously.

"Are you dissatisfied with something? If you're Leezelotte's sister, you're beautiful, aren't you?

When I asked him that, he looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug for some reason.

"Well, the daughters in the main house do have a beautiful face, but I can only see them as my sister because I grew up with them since I was little.

I mean, my sister just below Reese is a twin, and they tell me to pick one of them, but both of them cry and complain to me not to pick themselves, plus my youngest daughter below is only 9 years old...

Well, I guess I'll have to marry someone of the three in the future, but then considering who it is..., I'd even like to cage in the mountains "

Senior Bal looked up at the impending backyard in front of him already and said so.

"It's unusual for Senior Bal to say that much."

Or maybe talking so far is rare in itself. I laughed unexpectedly but he remains a bitter look.

"That's about it, I don't know what to do."

"So... do you want to just cage the mountain?

Until you get delicious meat. means, without words. Wand the lower back holster and hold his fist.

I had eyes and eyes and laughed.

Me, this guy, he's a battle junkie.

When it's rampant, it's the most fun.

Running out with him as if to deceive the sprouts I just felt.

He's noble, I'm common.

He'll be the Marquis one day, too.

Even if I like it, I can't be a mixer.