I Favor the Villainess

"Good morning, Master Claire -"

"That's right, haha"

"Hehe, if you're my sister"

I went to my room to do a summons for Master Claire, whom I look forward to every morning, and I had a visitor.

"Hey, Ray. Good morning."

"Good Morning"

"You're too late, aren't you? I've already changed."

"... sorry"

From what I can see, Master Claire is well dressed up to her hairstyle.

It's hard to make that curly hair, and I thought I was the only one who could do it now without Lene.

"By the way, did you change your clothes and hairstyle yourself?

"No? Your sister did. He's very good."

"Hehe, that's how you used to bake Claire's care."

and the two laughing at each other as if they were amiable.

"Really? Thank you, Master Manaria."

"No, no, that's about it"

"But since it's my hobby to take care of Claire around you, hey, it's my job, I ask you to refrain from doing so tomorrow."

"Now I hear some disturbing rhetoric!?

Even so, it's my life to love Lord Claire's body when you call her back, and it's my moisture to fix her hair.

I can't wait for Master Manaria to take it.

"No, no. Ray's the one who doesn't want to (...) do it at work. I can look forward to it. I'll take care of it in the morning."

"No, I enjoy doing it too, so please leave it to me"

"That's right, sister. I can't let your sister imitate you like a servant like that."

To the words of Master Manaria, the reluctant Master Claire.

But...

I'm your servant, aren't you?

"Also, already. Make fun of your sister."

"Haha, I'm sorry. Claire's cute, so stick with her."

"Ugh."

Two thrilled people who leave me alone.

What a farce, this.

Well, no.

"Dear Claire, it's time for breakfast."

"Ah, Claire. Is it time to get hungry? Let's move to the dining room."

Master Manaria, who tells me to block my words.

... now, definitely on purpose.

Manaria's eyes laugh mischievously at the evidence.

"Right. Shall we go?"

"What does Claire eat? I recently had an eastern soup called Misocil in my boom."

Holding Master Claire's shoulder, Master Manaria tries to leave the room.

Is this... is it being guessed?

"What are you doing, you? I'll be there."

"I'm sorry"

Grab your bags and follow Master Claire...

"Does Claire know a restaurant called Blume?

"Yeah, sure."

"As a matter of fact, a rival store recently appeared in that bloom."

"Oh, what kind of store is it?

"Next time, I'll show you around. Leave the escort to me?

"Well, if you're my sister,"

The two people who talk fun are totally in the world of the two.

No, I'm a servant, so there's always been more to refrain from when Claire and someone are talking, but now it seems like Master Manaria is intentionally keeping me away.

From time to time, I really didn't want to come here and look at you.

I'm not good at all.

Whoever you stick with, if Master Claire is happy, so be it.

In fact, since the arrival of Master Manaria, Master Claire has regained her vitality, as she did before Lene disappeared.

In that sense, I even thank Master Manaria.

"Hey you! This isn't handkerchief, it's not underwear!

Well, there's a reason I don't know, but I don't feel like it.

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After that, the manarian cliché continued.

Block my stories frequently.

Let Lady Claire sit on the aisle side in the lecture room, between me and Lady Claire.

Or being interrupted from teaching chess to Master Claire.

Let me see it at lunch.

How can it be so obvious, so much so that Master Manaria comes out a little.

"Hey, Ray. You look pale, don't you?

At night, when I went back to my room, Misha noticed me differently than usual and called me out.

"Dear Claire, I don't have enough ingredients..."

"Oh, that sounds okay."

I just desperately stopped Misha trying to get into the futon.

"I can't love Claire because of Manaria! You don't even bully me!? Oh, my God, I'm so jealous!

"Oh, I knew you weren't okay. It's worse than usual."

To my stupidity, Misha went out with me, even with her face.

He is indeed a good child.

"Did you do something to Master Manaria?

"I have no idea."

This is half a lie, but I really don't know why Master Manaria powders Master Claire.

"This is a good opportunity. You too, Master Claire. Stay away from me."

"I can't, because Master Claire is my living."

It's impossible to live without Master Claire.

"Then we're going to have to fight?

"Hmm, that's something, you know, I feel like a manarian,"

"Thoughts?"

"I feel provoked"

In the first place, why is Manaria going to Claire, who should have been on the protagonist's side in the game?

I'm not sure about that.

"Then you'll have to put up with it. I'm not separated from Master Claire."

"I wonder if that's the only way."

Not really, I went into the futon.

That night, I dreamed of pulling Master Claire's hands together with Master Manaria.

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The following day, Manaria's assumptions continued.

I ignored it as much as I could, but I will not stop provoking Master Manaria.

I don't care about Master Manaria, but I kinda don't like that Master Claire is deleading it.

No, is this okay?

Dear Sain, I feel a lot off the route, but if Master Claire can laugh, that's fine.

That should do it......

"... you're patient, Ray"

It was that night that Master Manaria hung those words on me as I continued to endure.

I was on my way back to my room after I saw Master Claire fall asleep.

"What can I do for you, Master Manaria"

"I don't have anything more to do with this."

Master Manaria, who supposedly waited for me even against the wall right next to me and Misha's room, continued with his usual refreshing grin.

"You like Claire, don't you?

"Yes."

"You're a lot quieter for that. It's all provoked."

"I like Claire, but you don't have to turn to me, because if Claire's happy, that's fine."

"... hmm"

In my answer, for the first time, Master Manaria gave me the look of boredom.

"Nah. That's the extent of your thoughts. I'm disappointed."

"What?"

I was a little muddled by a voice hung with a taunting voice.

"To that extent, what does that mean?

"Nothing? Oh, are you disturbed? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Right? Ray likes Claire, doesn't he? I'm sure you know Claire better than I do. That's to the point where you give up."

[]/(v5r, vi) (uk) to be irritated/to be irritated/

"That's a cheap provocation, Master Manaria. Are you still the princess of one country?

"Yeah, I'm still a princess. So Claire deserves a lot more than you do."

"I'm a civilian, but I'm not going to lose to anyone in my feelings for Master Claire."

"You're giving up on me?

What the hell is this guy?

"I'm not giving up. I want Claire's happiness the best."

"You're just running, aren't you? Why aren't you telling me that you make me happiest?

"It's..."

Because I'm a civilian and I'm the same woman as Claire.

I would do anything for Claire's happiness, but for that happiness, I don't think I deserve to be Claire's companion.

"Don't run away."

I didn't run away.

Then take it from me and show it to me.

"Are you selling a fight?

"That's right. Have you noticed by now?

Master Manaria said, distorting her neat face to the bottom of her heart.

"I'll cut off your halfway thoughts. Keep it up, Claire and you are pathetic."

"Fine. I bought that fight."

"Yeah, that's it. Then, after school tomorrow, in the magic arena of the athletic field."

Don't run away, and Master Manaria left.

"... what...? Really, what, that guy..."

I hadn't swallowed things well, but I was clearly angry just because they made fun of my feelings for Master Claire.

"... superior. I don't know if it's a quad caster, but it shows it to my eyes."

Maybe I was pretty, and later I thought back.