I Favor the Villainess

And, well, that's why I'm in the service dance practice, but this was harder than I thought.

"Put your hands slowly on top...... So wave the bell. Slowly break your knees...... keep your mid hips to a stop. Yes, wave the bell again"

The service dance dances with a belled fan called a bell fan.

The real costume is a thin, flickering silk coat, which also looks pretty good.

However, there are a lot of slow movements and a tight maintenance of posture anyway.

I've never known at this age (although I'm only sixteen in my life) that it's hard to move fast, but it's not easy because of slowness.

"Mr. Ray, get some more strength. You're not gonna make it to the end, are you?

"Yes."

"Master Claire is wonderful. It's so complete that I don't think I'll be dancing for the first time."

"What we work out at social dance. That's as natural as it gets."

Compared to me, who is quickly regretting receiving Master Lily's offer, Master Claire could afford it.

It is a boulder.

"Okay, enough rest. Remember to drink your own water."

When the chief priest said so, about half the dancers went to the floor.

"You guys lack exercise to make noise with this much"

"No, I think Master Claire is just not normal"

Master Claire has been trained in escort techniques in addition to social dance since she was a young child, so she is more physically capable than any civilian male there.

Of course, there is a tremendous difference in comparison to me, who has lived as a common citizen.

What I have been victorious over so far against Ralea's mother, Kimyra, and Louis is the fact that there has been a follow up from Lady Claire and, above all, the presence of magic is so great.

Louis, as you can see in the battle, without magic, I have little combat ability.

Conversely, I can also say that I am blessed with such a magical talent that even ordinary physical abilities can beat terrible demons.

"That's special training starting tomorrow, right? As the chief priest said, you don't hold it very well in your current health, do you?

"If Lady Claire would like to go out with you,"

In my opinion, it may also be ant to train the body on this occasion, etc.,

"Les, Mr. Ray asked me about the use of water magic...?

It was Master Lily who called out to me about the mistress.

"Yes. What's that?

"Uh. Then I think if you get tired while dancing, you can restore your health with healing magic."

Oh, did you have that hand?

"It was a blind spot. I'll do that next time."

"No, I will not tolerate such injustice. I knew it was special training."

"Uh."

Of course there's nothing more I can do with Claire than reward you, but I'm basically a pain in the ass.

That unless Master Claire's interests are involved.

"In fact, the nuns, regular dancers, all use that method..."

"I can't overlook the fact that Ray is still missing."

"I'm not missing anything."

"Shut up."

I was told it was pizzy.

Yes, it's a reward.

"'Cause keep it up then..."

"Keep it up then...?

"Hey, it's nothing!

He was like Claire who tried to say something, but he got annoyed.

What is it?

"Yes, the break is over. I'll start practicing the second half. Align!"

In the voice of the chief priest, we returned again to the crowd dance line.

On leaving,

"... because it's not easy to dance with Ray."

Master Claire spilled it like she was lonely.

Needless to say I was a motivational Maxfire in the second half.

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"Look, my arm's down. Here's the thing, here's the thing"

Early the next morning.

In the corner of the college yard, Lady Claire and I had a special training in dedication dancing.

Lady Claire sitting with something like a leisure seat on the lawn and me practicing even next to it repeatedly.

It was me who had a sweet expectation that Master Claire would teach me to be firm and hand-footed, but it wasn't actually the other way around.

"Dear Claire. What is this?

"What... although I'm a dancer training gibbs"

I want you to put on heavy clothes everywhere, and don't even say it like it's natural.

There's no way this is normal.

"Um... where is this?

"I stitched it last night."

Dear Claire, who is good at it.

Really?

Is it handmade by Claire?

My first handmade gift would have been nicer.

"Come on, one more time from the beginning"

"Let me take a break"

"That's not sloppy..."

That being said, if you manage to put this Gibbs on, it won't drain half your health.

I walked into the spot.

"You can't recover from healing magic, can you?

"I know. It's because you don't have the strength."

"Yes, it is."

Do not magically heal when working out your body, which is the foundation of magic.

Magic heals the lost power without a shortage, so it's probably because there's no super healing called in sports theory, but I don't know the details.

Anyway, it is empirically known that when you use magic, your body cannot be trained.

"Gibbs will get dirty already. Come here."

With that said, Lady Claire pounded over her lap.

Uh, lie.

"Dear Claire, are you okay?

"What is it?

"No. Um, it's a knee pillow, right?

"Is that right?

Master Claire is decent.

Do you?

"Here."

"Ah..."

My arm was pulled closer and I was knee-pillowed by Master Claire as it was.

Is that it?

This, a dream?

"What, that face?"

"No, the... I'm confused"

My admirer Claire.

That villain lady, Lady Claire.

A knee pillow on me, a heroine?

No, it can't be.

"Once upon a time, when I was about to make a sound for my social dance practice, my mother used to do this."

Master Claire told me to miss the old days.

I reflected on my filthy mind, while only my eyes encouraged me to continue.

"I didn't move my body the way I did from the beginning. I didn't like it at first, but I didn't."

"Master Claire, who hates to lose?

"You can say how that happened. My mother praised me that I would be able to do something, so I started challenging things."

Unexpectedly, I know the origin of Master Claire's dislike for losing.

I thoroughly glanced at your knowledge of Master Claire, and I knew about your mother, but I didn't know to boulder that deep.

"The first thing I almost threw out was social dance. But the teacher told me I was about to throw it, and instead of scolding her, she politely explained its significance while wearing a knee pillow."

It's just for a couple of years old toddler, and Claire laughed strangely, but happily.

"My mother always did. Without scolding me, I pray thee to explain carefully the way of the aristocrats. I've worked so hard to be such a wonderful nobleman as your mother tells me."

But Master Claire continued.

"But I just didn't think that being a nobleman might end up with external factors."

I guess Master Claire is referring to the revolution that Master Lily told me about.

"Lady Claire, can't you stop being a nobleman?

"I don't think I can. In the first place, the very motive for trying to manage the impoverishment of civilians is the feeling that we should not let them live like that. Which means you can't stand it, can you?

"... Really?"

Still, it seemed impossible for Master Claire to make him give up being a nobleman.

But I have to ask you to give it up eventually.

Even for me.

And even for that guy.

"You've talked weird. Here, stand up. I'll keep going."

"A little more...... Claire's thigh, it's a rake."

Stand up.

The knee pillow was forcibly terminated.

I can't solve it.

"Dear Claire,"

"What is it?"

"Civilian life isn't bad if you get used to it."

"... I guess so"

Master Claire smiled bitterly.

I don't think so, it was the face.

"I'll make you think so."

"... yes. I'm not sure, but I'm looking forward to it."

That's it, and Lady Claire went back to coaching with fever.

I was obsessed with moving my body and figured out how I could move Master Claire's stubborn heart.