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

On his return, Raphael solidified invitations from priests and lords.

"Because of this, I'd like to take this opportunity to spend some time with my lovely fiancée."

I want you to stop blaming me.

There would have been a slightly better way to say no.

The priest's gaze hurt. I think the Lords and their wives were frightened, too.

'It's okay, only form though engagement. Because mistakes will never happen!

How much I wanted to say that.

But then I was afraid of Raphael's cut back, and I shut my mouth. He's fine in public and makes fun of me. Even the feather marks do. If you didn't want to show it, you could have said you didn't like it, but, you know...

He looks at me touching my hot cheeks with naughty eyes. Don't make me laugh any more. Say hello with perseverance.

"Of course the Church is really happy for those in the area who were able to invite a profound priest of poetry. May you all have angel's grace."

Break your knees deeply and thank me.

Perfect! This concludes my role for the day.

"Welcome. I am most grateful to welcome the noble, full of charity. May you two continue to be blessed by angels"

"It could be the three of us in a minute, right? At this point, your marriage will be near."

The lord takes over after the priest. Raphael also returns words to them who laugh with pleasure.

"It's up to her, but let's try"

That joke, I'm not funny. You won't be able to get married or have children, even though the engagement itself will soon be gone!

... but right. After we get together with Sophia, we just have to visit here together. You'd be surprised at first, but the priest would accept Sophia soon, too, and congratulate her on her friendship with Raphael. That's just what I thought, but suddenly my chest hurts.

"Nica, you look pale. Are you tired? Let's go back to the inn immediately."

Raphael, who cares about me, is kind everywhere.

We went back to the inn. Sometimes it's my first stay, accompanied by my wife, escorts and squire. I rent out the inn in full, so I don't have to worry about it in terms of security. Phil Bale is on the run, so we're on strict alert.

Yet Raphael, who sat next to him at dinner, said something weird.

"Nica, the night is dangerous. Come to my room, because I'll dispel your feather questions, too?

Unexpectedly erupts the water you were drinking.

I rush to wipe my mouth, but it's a serious act on the lady.

"Here, here! Enough about the feathers. I don't want to see it that bad."

In front of everyone, I hope you don't say weird things, as you deserve. It's a violation of manners to call an unmarried woman into a room, even though she's engaged. Besides, the woman who hosts her own child... you just said yourself that you only show it to the person you love!

"What a shame. So, shall I go to your room?

"It will be decided no! Raphael would be embarrassed."

In a hurry I reach for the glass in front of me and drink it all at once. Is it a sweet wine made by ripening the region's specialty white grapes?

"Wow, yummy!

"Oh, I like it, too."

The moment they told me they liked it, I felt the beat jump a lot. Let's calm down, it's about wine.

I speak of the substitute as deceitful. They must have heard the conversation earlier because the inn's service is tight and they put it in the glass.

Let's try not to think about Raphael. He has Sophia. And I have a jild.

"Yeah, Nica. Aren't you pacing fast?

"Fine. Something very tasty"

"It's a pretty strong drink, though it tastes good, doesn't it?

"I'm not a kid, and don't worry"

"Right. You're not a child."

Sigh His expression is spectacularly beautiful. There are plenty of colorful incense out there, so everyone around seems to love it, including me. I'm sorry, Sophia. Because it is because of alcohol that it turns red. When it came to my sister-in-law, I remembered something important.

"Oh my God! I forgot to buy Sofia a souvenir."

"Heh. Nica's getting along with Sophia these days."

Look at him looking happy, his chest hurts.

Speaking of which, Raphael politely pronounces' Sophia 'without calling it his nickname for a long time. You've asked me not to bully my sister-in-law, as a condition of engagement. I guess that's how much you care about Sophia.

I don't know what to call this unexpected emotion. I can't believe I just saw him thinking about Sophia, and I feel sad.

I can reach for wine. I feel like people want to drink now and forget the unpleasant things, but I can only understand a little bit.

Fluffy and pleasant.

Am I dreaming?

I kind of have two Els. Sophia and I can split this one by one without a fight, can't we? I'm having fun, Couscous laughing. It would be weird if El had two of them and suddenly grown up.

"... ka, nica. Are you drunk? This lady."

"No - not at all. Akuya-kun, I'm not drunk!

I wanted to shut up Elle, who looked worried and peeked, and I put my index finger on the lips of the person I loved. When Elle holds that hand, he mouths it at his fingertips.

"If you do that, you're, uh, like, a prince, right?

You're a girl...... that's a girl named Elle, right?

"Nica. You're cute in a good mood, too, but not like this..."

"The cute ones are Sophia and Elle, right?

Looks like Elle, who shook his head sideways, is talking to someone else about something.

"... I'll take him. No... I..."

Is Elle prettier than she says she is?

But it's weird. It's like talking to a man.

The next moment I thought so, I was being held sideways by Elle.

"To?"

"Nica, what am I gonna do with you? Should it be mine now?"

I'm not sure, but Elle's side (buckwheat) is comfortable. When I glued to Elle's neck, I closed my eyelids safely.

"Nica, don't sleep in here..."

I think I heard you in trouble. But I don't want to ruin the fun. I decided not to care.

With the feeling of being lowered to bed, I open my eyes.

Gently stroke your hair and feel good with limp hands touching your cheeks. In a blurred vision, a white winged golden angel was peeking at me.

"Beautiful. I envy you."

Reach out to the angel's face.

I wanted to put my forehead back on my forehead.

"Nica, you're prettier."

The voice of an angel is plundered.

Sounds a lot like him.

That's an angel.

You know my nickname?

"Thanks. Glad"

A laugh spilled naturally.

When you send an angel to flatter you, God does the same thing.

"I've said it many times. I like it, Nica."

Angels drop kisses on my hair.

Then also on the neck and shoulders.

This feeling, somewhere...

Just trying to remember, my chest stops cutting painfully. What makes you want to cry, why?

Oh, well.

Before I knew it, you liked him, didn't you? I trust you to be on my best side of the disciple. But he likes his sister-in-law, and his sister-in-law likes him. I should have known that from the beginning.

Tell him you like him, but he'll never be mine. Though I was on the side (by the side) longer than Sophia.

The villain is hard. If you're not on the outside, they won't show up. No, I don't like angels here.

"No... I like it so much"

I covered my eyes with one hand and hid my tears.

What would that guy who just made fun of me say if he saw me like this?

"I'm sorry, Nica. I can't let you go anymore."

The angel apologized to me, so I shook my neck to the side. The pure white wings felt like they were trembling. No matter how many angels, I can't change this feeling I just realized. But don't worry. Because I just dream about him.

"Raphael......"

Tomorrow, I'm sure, I can be who I always am.