I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

In a tingly air, Ionias was to tell us the situation on behalf of us.

Deep creases like carved wrinkles have formed between his eyebrows.

"Please calm down and listen."

Because I get it. If it's that much, I guess I should just flush it with a drum roll.

Keep the thrill and loud heartbeat under control and wait for the continuation of Ionias' words.

"After school today, Lila Carnail was slammed down the stairs by someone. And to that suspect, Lizia, you're up."

"Why!?

I was too surprised to get out screaming with vegetables.

It's also surprising that Lyla was thrust down the stairs, but comes with the kind of shock she was beaten from behind by the fact that she's a suspect in it.

Of course I've always been underground with Darius, so I haven't stuck Lyla down or anything, and it's impossible.

"La, where's Mr. Lyla?

Even so, I have to ask how Lila is doing. Disrupting me, Ionias told me to speak slowly.

"They say it's about as bad a setback as a hand. There's nothing else in life."

First, relieve yourself of your chest.

But how could it be that I did it?

"Lyla herself says she doesn't know who she was pushed down on. That's where Aloys began his search for the killer with His Highness."

"Alois. Until Your Highness..."

Oh, my God.

I can't believe something like that happened in the game here. It's like such a bully temple to poke you down the stairs!

When that happens, the person most suspected is determined.

"... the first person suspected was Katerina"

Ionias is a Caterina, so he doesn't even try to hide his face like he chewed up a bitter bug. Probably looked more sinister when Katerina was told it was the killer.

"She was immediately removed from the suspect because many testified that she was in the salon at that time. They can't be strong, either, as long as they have testimony. So Bernhardt seems to have thought that we should plant the worst testimony this way, too, but, well, that's not sweet. … Aloys joked that Caterina might have ordered someone to do it"

"You want me to be the killer no matter what."

Katerina squeezed the fan in a grip as she did an unsolicited trick of putting a wrinkle on her nose.

This meant that Katerina had an alibi, so she let other people do it, so to speak, she was suspected of being an executor...

"You don't think that's why I did it?

There is a silence that means affirmation.

"The other side said that the handkerchief that had fallen on the scene was yours, and that he was indefinitely suspicious of seeing Lizzie after class."

"Handkerchief?"

Explore your pockets just in case and make sure you have a handkerchief. Good, I have it right. I can't believe this isn't happening. It's an extra hassle.

No, it's probably not a big deal if I have a handkerchief right now from the other side.

From what I've heard, it doesn't seem like the Aloys are moving with the desire to find out who really pushed Lila.

Isn't that worse!!

"How dare you treat me as a criminal as well as me to Lygia and hit His Highness!... and Lizia! You too. Where have you been only at times like this!? Even if I wanted to argue, I didn't have the person, so I couldn't do anything, and the rumors just kept spreading."

It was Katerina, who roughed up her voice like she couldn't stand it anymore, but gradually the sound of remorse and pity echoes in that voice.

In a narrow school blocked from the outside world, rumors of these exciting incidents soon spread with tail twists and turns. It wouldn't be strange if in part it was supposed to mean I did it already.

She's more saddened than I am that I'm the killer who poked Lyla down, and that even rumors without roots or leaves tell me.

Finally the gravity of the matter swallowed me, I felt a cold sweat gushing out of my whole body.

"... If I was playing in a place like Darius and the basement storeroom, the door wouldn't open."

"So there you are all the time?

"Yes.... Bern came looking for me"

If it turns out that I'm really the killer, what happens? Bern said that Katerina...

Reality is as distant as a thin membrane has been affixed to the surrounding area, with terrible tinnitus.

"Why were you playing at that place! You're not a child!

I wasn't really playing. But I don't know if I can tell Darius that I was being solicited. Fuck, yeah! Remember, Darius!!

"Yes, you are."

"In the meantime, will Darius testify about that?

"Yes."

You wouldn't know what Bern would do if you didn't, so I think Darius would desperately testify there, too.

Bern said he needed to speak to Darius. Probably to ask if Darius is not involved in this disturbance or how far he's willing to cooperate if he wasn't.

I have my point, but normally it's hard to think Darius is part of the Aloys and the others.

Or was it for this reason that Bern felt apparently angry?

"Are you okay, Lizzie?"

Helena rubs my back with tender hands.

Thanks to this, I lose a little strength and realize that the fingertips I was gripping are cold as ice.

Katerina, Ionias and everyone else are angry and worried that I'm about to be tailored to the killer.

Besides, Bern should be here soon.

When I thought so, my feet suddenly felt firmer without feeling it.

It's okay. I'm sure it's okay. So we need to be firmer.

Having regained my mind, I decided to strive to organize the information.

"I mean, the status quo is that I was ordered by Katerina to poke Mr. Lyla down the stairs and claim that the handkerchief that was falling on the spot was evidence."

"Oh."

"What proof is that the handkerchief that was falling is mine?

"They had R.R initials in them,"

I see. There are never many people whose initials are R.R., and I am close to Katerina. Moreover, at one time there were even angry rumors that Lyla had taken Bern.

In addition, we're the only ones who seem to stand out and conflict with Lyla.

Increasingly, it seems to me that the purpose of this disturbance is to use me to discredit Katerina and hence Bern.

"But that can't be my handkerchief"

"Can you prove that?

"Yes, because all my handkerchief initials are R.B."

Weird moments arise indoors that were pressing once.

If this were a cartoon, there would surely have been a big hatena mark painted over everyone's head.

"Uh, is that...?

Katerina asks me on behalf of the place what it means.

Besides, I answered with a grand chest.

"There was a time when Bern was in embroidery, and everything I brought to school was what he gave me. By the way, they say R.B's B's are Brunsmeyer's B's and Bern's B."

The incomprehensible air drifted together. No, me too, a little bit, huh? I thought so. But you can't keep what you worked so hard to make.

Suddenly embarrassed by the grandiose outcry, I show my handkerchief spreading into evidence as I shrink.

"I still have it..."

"Wow, it's true"

"Brother..."

He was carefully stabbed to the seal of Brunsmeyer, and each of them gave an irresistible subtle expression that turned the seriousness of the atmosphere just now.

And a warm gaze was poured into Bern, which appeared at such a predictable time.

That's right, Bern. He is always a man who breaks people's pace, for better or worse.

In the meantime, it meant going back to the dorm, and I left the fifth school building when Bern and the others consolidated my surroundings.

However, he is the president who will be closely guarded by the SP. Though it is likely to be a picture of a suspect being escorted around by a policeman.

Bern was also drawn from his real sister in the matter of handkerchiefs, but the trust or loyalty from the members of the back student union is thick.

They say that most of the members are unusual people who have a tough time coming out even if they are good in person because of their titles and blood issues. They got a thousand opportunities to be scouted by Bern and sell their strength into the great men of the royal palace.

Helena, who is now three years old or something, has almost decided to become a secretarial apprentice at the Foreign Ministry after graduation.

Whatever the motive, I can't help but be impressed by the situation that Bern is admired and appreciated by someone.

What I've done has never been meaningless either. I think so. That's how I go around and get help right now, so I'm doing a good job of showing the world around.

"Lizzie, you should be careful and rest in Katerina's room tonight. Katerina, I'm gonna have Helena and the others standing by for your protection, okay?

"Okay, I get it."

If it wasn't even in this situation, it would have been a fine pyjama party. When this commotion is resolved, shall we invite everyone?

The more difficult it is, the more fun things to think about and motivate. I even got glocky like I used to, so I just have to be.

As I even walked encouraging myself, I saw a crowd in front of the girls' dorm.

Wow... I have a bad feeling about it even if I don't. I don't know about temps until now - it was a development like that.

You can't just not go into the girls' dorm. You notice us approaching, the hedge cracks on its own. As if it were a dance hall, in front of the front entrance surrounded by people in a circle, we would wait and confront them.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you. Ligia Lietberf"

Alois Denitz takes a step forward with a cunning grin like a snake. The behavior was graceful as if to mark the beginning of a party.