Go to jail! 〜 The villainous daughter wants to be loved in the extra edition

Take Sophia's arm and go inside the store.

The store owner immediately approached us because he had bought hair decorations earlier.

"Well, was it also unwieldy?

"No. Um... I'm being followed by a suspicious person. Please help me."

The owner who was looking out the window must have noticed our escort. I'm turning my back on this one, so I'd appreciate it if you thought they were on alert.

"You're both beautiful, so did they put your eyes on you?

Looks like the store owner believed my lies. He said, "Be careful" when he led us to the back door. I'm sorry I lied to you, even though you're such a good person. To apologize, I'll buy the trinket here again.

Sophia follows quietly without saying anything. When I left the back door, I checked the shop table. Fortunately, the escort hasn't noticed us. Seems like the only way to go is now. When I invited Sophia, the two of us went out softly. If they see any suspicious moves, at the end of the day, they immediately interrogate me and send me home, so don't worry about that.

When I was a long way from the store, Sophia asked me.

"Veronica would be a big liar. Until then, you want to be with me?

Cute, neck tilting heroine sometimes feels strangely sharp.

"That's right. I need to go somewhere with you."

I can't really tell you that the destination is a carriage parked off the back street. In the meantime, I decided to walk out to the designated location from Phil.

Sometimes at lunch, it smells delicious around me. The sweet smell of baked confectionery, the refreshing aroma of squeezed fruit, the sound of parsley when meat is cooked and the aroma of light-baked bread. Speaking of which, I think I'm kind of hungry.

It's normal in the palace where the people of the city live, and something familiar in previous life - for me, stalls weren't unusual to install. But is Sophia new to the neighborhood or is she walking in a chirp? Well, regular nobles don't buy and eat, do they?

Because of this, I decided to buy Sofia a a bottle of baked skewer. It is a dish of drizzled beef with a sauce.

"Stay on the skewer and eat directly in your mouth."

If I tell you so, Sophia is surprised with her eyes round. I may have wondered how you knew that.

My appetite was stimulated by the sweet and spicy sauce, so I bought my share as well.

"" Here you go ""

Hit the meat alongside Sophia and let the heat make your eyes black and white. Something strange happened to our faces at the same time, and we erupted into each other's appearance.

Sophia laughing is cute and looks so happy. I don't even think in the pattern that a close sister could be something like this. This sentiment that warms your chest also seems similar to your longing for your family.

Me and Sophia flattened the baked skewers nicely, and I immediately entered the second bottle. Then enjoy a thin-baked bread filled with vegetables, and also mouth sweet-baked confectionery filled with fruit. Dessert's a different stomach, so you're okay, right? We ate it together, so we might get half the calories.

I enjoy being with Sophia. I didn't think there would be a day when we could laugh at each other like this. Thanks to the kidnapping (?), and I feel like my distance from my sister-in-law is a little closer.

"Where's next? Veronica is so knowledgeable, I'm so excited!

Seeing Sophia's happy face makes my chest ache for a moment...... is this what guilt is all about?

Heroin, who doesn't know what to suspect, seems to be cowering at what store he's going to next. He speaks effortlessly in a bright voice, as if there had never been any certainty before.

But I'm sorry, there's no next time. Because heroine and villain warrant lady are incompatible.

I took Sophia out today while my mother-in-law was asleep. So my mother-in-law doesn't know that Sophia's gone. Heroin's mother, who appeared in "Branois," had fallen unconscious when she heard the news of the kidnapping. Even then, Veronica is smiling.

I don't think my mother-in-law would at least shut up right now. Reverse up, blame me for hanging out with Sophia, I might as well slap her.

It is within the assumption that you will hate me, and naturally you will resent me. I am also properly aware that I do something as bad as that. Because I'm not prepared and I don't serve as a villain warrant or anything. Halfway through, evil doesn't succeed.

When I tightened my mind again, I silently pulled Sophia's hand.

Compared to the bustling and surface streets, the back streets become more and more lonely as they leave the center streets. Sophia also looked anxious as she looked around.

"Hey, Veronica. Could it have gone the wrong way?

"No. It should fit this way."

You arranged a carriage for me, Tart. Phil's been given a detailed map beforehand. Sure, there was a name on this street. The directions and landmark buildings are perfect, and the time is right.

'I fear someone will find me, so when I remember the place, I'll burn it,' Phil wrote in a letter. But there's no way to burn it. If you do that, even the evidence disappears.

Miss Villain Warrant, I want to be caught. So I don't dispose of maps, and in a key drawer with my evil note, I cherish them.

Though, I'm not going to bother Phil for helping me. If I get caught, I'm not going to give you his name. Clean Veronica doesn't blame people. Plus, if there were a bunch of villains out there, they wouldn't be able to keep the guard jilds to themselves.

A designated location is next to a large, collapsed building. The building, it seems, was originally a whorehouse. Next to that iron fence, a black painted carriage was seen parked as per the meeting. If we go straight through this, the person who came out of it should grab Sophia.

I thrilled with nervousness and advanced my legs trying to get close. But...

"Wait, I knew it was crazy. We don't have a store, and let's turn back."

Honest Sophia seems to seriously believe that I went the wrong way. Trying to get back to where I came from, holding my clothes sleeve (so) and pulling hard.

"No. Why would you think that? I know this city better than you, don't I?

Laughs niggly like a villain.

Honestly, though I'm new here, too.

Even during the day, there are many crows flying around and it feels gloomy. At night, it looks even scarier. Usually, a place you'll never come.

But I hear the safe house they're taking me to is cozy. So, Sophia, be safe and imprisoned.

"No, I want to go home. Veronica idiot!

It's been a while since I've been told I'm an idiot, but don't worry about it. I arrived at the carriage a little later, so I grabbed Sophia's arm, which I didn't like, and tried to pull (not).

"Look, I'm coming. We're almost there."

But Sophia is trying to get away from me by letting herself twist. Shit, Sophia's stronger. You're gonna get away with this!

If I was in such a hurry, the black-clad men came out of the carriage. That number is just three, as Phil has written in his letter. As the men surround me and Sophia, they reach this way.

"Hate."

Sophia clings to me frightened. But I look like a villain and say it ruthlessly.

"Thanks for the help. So, would you do this girl a favor? Be polite, of course."

My chest hurts once again on Sophia's face like I was shocked.

But something's wrong. The men followed Sofia and came to me.

"Huh? Because I'm not. Stop, no!

Blindfolded with Sophia, I turn my thoughts desperately as the carriage rocks me.

Why? Sophia's supposed to be the only one to take me away, so why have you been pushed into the carriage all the way to me?