I Favor the Villainess

It was in the evening that we arrived at the François family villa.

"Awesome Mansion..."

"Really."

"It's a lot smaller than Wang Du's main mansion, isn't it?

The villa, illuminated by the sunset, was a luxurious building of a size that did not appear to be personal property.

Misha and I breathed a breath of admiration, but Master Claire seems to have very little emotion.

"I'll let you rest first. Maid chief, ask for the rest."

"Yes, sir."

I guess I got tired of the long journey.

When I threw the instructions, Master Dollar just pulled into his room.

"Please rest in your own room, too, Master Claire. I'll let Ray take your stuff."

"That's how long I'll wait."

"So you're saying that Master Claire wants to be with me at all?

I messed with Master Claire all the time here.

But...

……

"Oh, my...?

I thought it would be immediately denied, but it wasn't one of the curses.

I don't even look like I'm delving into it.

Master Claire looked very complicated.

What should I do?

I'm not proud of it, but I'm very reluctant on these occasions.

No, I'm not really proud of you though.

"Well, then, Master Claire, Ray, if you'll excuse me for this, too"

Are you aware of the subtle air or not?

That's what Misha said and went back to her parents' house.

Originally, I was just hitchhiking in a carriage, naturally because her inn is my parents' home.

"Ray, please don't mess around and carry your stuff."

"Oh, yes."

At the behest of the maid director, it goes to work for the maid.

Lady Claire watched as she blurred.

The maids with the villa also helped, so packing didn't take long to finish.

Still, it should have taken about twenty minutes.

But in the meantime, Lady Claire waited for me all the time without complaining about anything.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Claire. Come to your room."

"... Yep"

Encouraging me with Master Claire's luggage, Master Claire honestly followed me.

I wonder what it is.

Master Claire, are you feeling a little unwell?

Claire's room in the villa was a calm, well-coordinated, aristocratic room.

There is not much waste, and it also feels like a room that is a little lacking in human flavor.

I observed Lady Claire as I unpacked.

"Dear Claire,"

"What is it?"

"Where shall I serve this garment?"

"Keep it in the walk-in closet."

I knew I wasn't well.

"Dear Claire,"

"What is it?"

"Where shall I serve this underwear?"

"Suitable for the tans there...... hey Ray, what are you doing"

He looked at me spreading my underwear and checking the shape one by one, and Master Claire had put a scratch on the boulder.

"Huh? Thought I'd check to see what underwear Master Claire is calling for?

"What are you doing!?

"No, made-to-measure, I thought you didn't know anything about Master Claire?

"It's you... no, yeah... is that what you mean...?

It was like Claire, who tried so hard, but when I cut the words to the lid, I laughed bitterly.

"Are you deliberately trying to cheer me up?

"Huh? It's pure desire, though?

"Even if it's not there, please don't snort!?

Not at all, and Lady Claire sat down in bed tired.

"I'm a little grumpy. Being a nobleman was the pride above all, but now I can't believe it feels a little hard..."

……

Isn't this the first time Master Claire has ever been foolish with me?

This could be serious.

"Do you know what your father says? Lene is objectively cut off if you think about it in the profit and loss account. But I don't think I can do it very well."

I listened quietly to Lady Claire whining as if to myself.

"If your father asked me about this, it would be a big eyeball again, but I think I was thinking of Lene like a sister. So even after what happened, I can't stand being told bad things about her."

That said, Master Claire sighed heavily.

"It's depressing to think I have to spend all my time with your father in this mansion during my vacation..."

So when I cut the words as I noticed something, Master Claire smiled bitterly...

"Well, that had nothing to do with Ray. I'm sorry. Forget it."

"Dear Claire,"

I told Master Claire to block his words.

"Do you want to come visit us?

"? To Ray's house?

"Yes."

This town also has my parents' house.

During the vacation, I thought I'd go face to face for once, but it might be interesting for Claire to change her mood.

"Besides, I am a civilian, so I may not be able to fully welcome Master Claire -"

"I'm coming."

"Huh?"

"I'll go. I'm interested in what kind of home environment people like you can grow up in."

It seems to be said badly.

"The building is a normal private house, too, right?

"I don't mind."

"The food is poor, too."

"Sometimes coarse food is good."

"Entertainment..."

"Ray's here, isn't he?"

I tried to line up the material of concern, but they told me everything was fine.

I wonder if it's really good.

"Okay, I'm going to get permission to go out. When shall we come?

"Even tomorrow."

"Okay."

I didn't expect Master Claire to eat so much.

I wonder what touched the harp line so much.

"Ah, Master Claire. Do you have a bathing suit?

"Of course there is. But why?"

"My house is very close to the sea, so I was wondering if I could take a sea bath"

That's what I suggested, but Master Claire looked sinister.

"... I don't like the sea."

"Ah..."

Yes, it was.

Dear Claire, it's actually a hammer.

"I'll teach you to swim, won't I?

"So, who told you you couldn't swim!

"So, can you swim?

"... guh"

Master Claire turns away a lot.

Yes, sweetie.

"Well, I'll tell you what to do with it, won't I?

"There was some disturbing mix of words!?

"Oh, my God."

"It's me!? Is it my fault?

Geez - say us.

Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling better.

"Bye, Master Claire. I invite you to the Taylor family."

"I look forward to it."

"Ah, Master Claire."

"What is it?

Master Claire listens back with a decent face.

Yeah, well, that's all I need to be aware of.

"Be careful with my mother."

"... what?

"I don't know, it's me"

"... Who is Arre?

"In a way, if you think they're even worse than me,"

"... even more than Ray...?

Oh, Master Claire's face caught on.

"I figured I'd stop..."

"It's okay."

"Oh, right. I am the son of the François family, no matter how much."

"If you're like Claire, I think you're my mother's favorite."

"Where is it going to be okay!?

That's how Lady Claire decided to visit my house.