Endo and Kobayashi’s Live Commentary on the Villainess

'I don't have a father to turn down my pretty daughter's favor, so it's okay! Even if you think about it normally, it's usually within the general's scope of work!

"It is Lieselotte, or his fruitful beloved daughter, who is most at risk in the first place. From my knowledge, he is very affectionate, so I won't be anxious. '

Master Eunho and Mr. Kobayashi are desperately encouraging me, but my tremors won't stop. God in the first place? Even if they say it's the voice of, these two, they're just like friends...

Are you okay, Fine?

Senior Bal peeking worryingly into my face like that doesn't seem to have noticed anything.

Today, for a direct trial to the Marquis of Liefenstal, he was brought to the Royal Palace, the Marquis' workplace, by Senior Bal, who is entering and leaving the Royal Palace as a knight apprentice.

"Probably, it's okay,. I know you don't have to be frightened.

However, I am really nervous about the real nobleman, let alone the general... "

Yes, I don't think there's anything more I can do to make you nervous. I take a deep breath over and over as I walk down the long corridor.

There are many days when the busy Marquis will not be able to return to his home, and even if he does, he will return late at night and leave early in the morning, and more importantly, he came this far because Senior Bal told me that it would be more convenient to go directly to his office in the Royal Palace if it were for that matter.

But anyway, I wish I'd caught him anyway. It's just been a long and hard journey to the point where I regret it more now.

"It's okay. Uncle is basically sweet on children."

I was slightly annoyed by what he said with a serious face as I walked next door.

Kids. Well, I'm a little bit of a leezerotte compared to you, but I'm old enough to be called a lady. I'm also supposed to have a debutant soon.

Senior Bal, who sees me annoyed, continues his words in a hurry.

"No, you know, it's something that Lieselotte tells me never to do, but Liefenstar humans, basically, are all, like, vulnerable to something small and cute.

Somehow, we're just big ones with relatives and people around us, and, well, if I tell you, the routine is annoying.

When you meet a luxurious creature that's perfectly cute from anywhere like Fine there, you're so fascinated that you can't stay calm.

Look at Reese and more importantly at me, you know that, right?

Right? Even so, I couldn't say anything. I just walked focused on not stepping on the hem of the dress.

What are you talking about in a serious tone? This guy...!

'I had a faint feeling about that, but you don't hesitate to put it into words......!

"That's Baldur, even the fish opponents caught don't have a spare moment to praise and kill"

Even the gods go around and care. Sister Lieselotte is too shy, but Senior Bal is too shameless. Add it up and divide it by 2, please.

"I mean, Finne's cute, it's okay"

Senior Bal had just reached the front of the Marquis's office when he affirmed so in a confident manner.

I don't want you to shut up anymore, not if you're preaching to Senior Bal here, and thanks to you, the tension just now was replaced by another occasional one.

Well, it's just a fact that I'm small or childish. Now I think I can pull my shoulder out and go over this door, and let's do it.

But for another reason, I kind of twitched, and I decided to say one thing, selfishness.

"……… Hands"

Senior Bal wouldn't have guessed if I gave him my hand vaguely and said just that.

Next time I'll teach my sister how to be a graceful escort. With that in mind, now, in the way of the common man (I).

"Hands, please hold. Then, I'm sure, it's not frightening."

When I looked up at Senior Bal and said so, after all, for some reason, he blushed a little for the first time there.

――――

"Excuse me."

Having said that, following Senior Bal, who lowered his head, I also silenced him and stepped indoors.

Ooh, the carpet is thick. The heel is going to be taken. Glad you were holding hands.

The Marquis, who had been facing some paperwork with a difficult face for a while, eventually put the fountain pen down and raised his face to see if it had just arrived.

"Oh,... oh!?

For some reason the Marquis raised his voice suddenly to his surprise.

He had an appointment in advance, and he should be asking his men to speak up just before he came in here. What are you so surprised about?

"What is it, My Lord?"

That's what Senior Bal asked the Marquis. These two seem to be these distances here because they are uncles and nephews as well as general and knight apprenticeships.

"Uh, uh, no, that, I mean,... that sort of thing, huh?

The Marquis looked at our intact hands and asked.

That kind of thing.

Senior Bal still held his neck, but instantly I sensed that I waved away the hand that was connected to Senior Bal.

No! I'm not here to report us getting married or anything like that!!

"Um, no! This is because I'm new to the royal palace and I got nervous, and that, I'm not talking about marriage or anything like that!!

"What……, is that so………"

When I was desperate to make an explanation, the Marquis said so with blatant disappointment.

"Well, we continue to do our utmost so that we can give you that report one day."

What are you talking about!

I smiled at Senior Bal, who told me that all the time, but he smiled at me the other way around.

Oh, you're really trying!!

"I see. Do it with the will to die."

"Even if they don't say so"

In a serious tone, my uncle and nephew, or the general and the knight apprentice, exchanged so briefly.

"... So, what are you talking about after all, Mr. Fine?

Is there any inconvenience in our lives?

The Marquis asked me kindly, still solidified by embarrassment.

"There's no such thing as inconvenience! Your sister is kind, and you are always distracted by this and how distressing it is!

Mom......, I even let my mother live with me and I really, really appreciate it!!

When I tell him so desperately, the Marquis just says, "Yes, that's good," and he smiles and waits for my words.

Yes, even my current adoptive daughter, me, and her mother, are taking care of Leifenstal's house. I don't know if that's okay, but there's no inconvenience whatsoever. It's not frightening. That's how well you've been doing.

"Uh……, what I want you to hear today is about your sister."

When I said that, the Marquis moved from a soft smile to an even more serious look of the air.

That I and His Highness Siegvalt had a temple.

According to this, your sister is being targeted by an evil man named [the old witch].

In support of that, the fact that Sister Lieselotte has been having another nightmare here lately.

According to God's view, unlike in spring, your sister seems to be equipped with just the strength to attach it, but still thinks she needs to be protected.

If the ancient witch were to be resurrected, it would be the end of autumn. The last day of Thanksgiving to Lilena, the goddess who celebrates both the school and the whole country. At that time, he wants people to come to school in preparation for the witch's resurrection.

Once again, there must have been a formal request from the country through His Highness Siegwert, but first he wanted to speak to the Marquis, the father of Sister Lieselotte, from me.

By the way, I grabbed hold of it, and occasionally the salutation grew flattering, and yet I, in my words, told the Marquis these things.

"I want to protect your sister. Please, lend me your strength."

The last time I put that together, I lowered my head.

He listens to me in silence, and there are signs of him standing up and walking over here.

"Of course. With all the power I can have, Leese, and you, I swear I will protect you."

So soft, he was stroked with his head pounding.

I looked up and decided to give my thanks to the Marquis.

"Ah, thank you very much!

'Yes, there it is, Todome, Fine! Say Father!!

"Thank you, ……… ooh, ooh, ooh!

I did so reflexively, in the words of God.

Being an adopted daughter, but I wasn't supposed to distance myself enough to call him my father yet, I was embarrassed by that word that came out unexpectedly, and I laughed lovingly.

"Baldur."

"Ha."

Suddenly frightened, the Marquis called Senior Bal, with a serious voice for some reason.

Senior Bal, who was suddenly called upon, is still reflexively, answering briefly, stretching his spine and waiting for the Marquis's words.

"I told you earlier, I knew I couldn't."

"……… What?

The voices of me and Senior Bal overlapped. I wonder what it is.

The Marquis, who scolds his necked senior Bal, bears an aura of impatient samurai on his back.

"If you want to take this kid down, let me (...) knock him out......!!

What the hell is this guy?

I thought so reflexively, but the Marquis began to lay his hands on the sword that he had lowered to his waist while he was serious. Stop. Don't waste your samurai aura.

"My lord, there are vegetables. And don't try to pull your sword out here again."

"Shut up!

Don't do it! This kid won't do it to his wife! Instead of my brother, I will protect this child......!!

Senior Bal calmly tries to tamper with the Marquis, but the Marquis seems to have had a strange switch on, and he doesn't look like he did.

"What you're saying is a mess........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

With such a deep sigh, Senior Bal nevertheless, for some reason, puts his hands up to the sword, which he likewise lowered to his waist, as he responds to the Marquis.

... Huh?

"Well, if it's going to be an obstacle to your marriage to Fine, even if it is your Excellency, let's slash it.

I don't want to give up anything about her, either. "

The Waste of the Warrior's Aura, Part 2.

Senior Bal and the Marquis, who have said something seriously beyond their grasp, are in the middle of nowhere.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..., what am I supposed to do with this!? Blade wounds are not bad in the royal palace!?

Oh, no.

Step in now.

I felt that sign. I

"Gu............!

I kicked the Marquis' tibia first.

Then we used that momentum to take one, two steps, step in,

"Damn............!

I punched Senior Bal in the chin from the bottom.

The two unintentionally struck by a third party (me) have a flashy look. My hand is also away from the sword. All right.

"When you're getting married, who you're marrying, that's what I am! Because I will decide!!

From the bottom of your belly, speak up. As soon as I declared that, the two men nodded. He seems to have figured it out.

It just caught the look on Senior Bal's face, who was fed the upper, slightly sneered, but no, I'm sure his brain wobbled, too, and he's just teary-eyed.... maybe.