I Favor the Villainess

"Thank you for helping us out earlier where we are in danger"

Spirit Church of the Empire.

There we were face-to-face with the Pope.

Even when it comes to face to face, the curtain has already been lowered and the Pope's face is invisible.

Lord Claire and I were on our knees in front of the Pope.

Around the Pope's curtains were also the nearest figures of Lady Lieche, Yu, Misha, and Lily, and several other church officials were gathered.

Because of the raid, they are all equally nervous faces.

In the meantime, the Pope's tone of thanks to us was calm - no, it was even mechanical through it.

An emotionally utterly unrelenting voice that is extremely lacking in discouragement.

Now, it was a strange voice, not offensive to those who listened.

My face looks like mine and my voice looks just like mine if I hear it carefully, but the impression I get was completely different.

"I worship you, and I know with the utmost pleasure. My name is Claire-François and I will be in charge of security on this occasion. First of all, I would like to reassure you that you have done your duty."

Master Claire says hello.

I remain thankful.

"I've heard rumors about you. He said he was very capable. This time, you've been at the center of security, because everyone praises you."

"I'm afraid."

Lady Claire may have.

As always, she is a surprisingly perfect courtesan in these public places.

I don't really think I'm the same person who is crying and grating at home by Mae or Alea.

Well, if the two of you cry, it's going to go away, just like me.

"Your partner, he's very strong, isn't he? Without Ray-Taylor, I wouldn't have been here right now."

"Thank you for the compliment."

In keeping with Master Claire, I also bowed my head deeply again.

"I know you've already heard from Cardinal Liechet, but it looks like someone is after my life. It's immoral, but I can't lose my life yet. Please help me."

Beyond the curtain there were signs of the shadow gently bowing its head.

Church officials bothered.

Perhaps it's an unusual thing.

"It's a waste of time. I'll do my best."

"Thank you. Now we have an example story to tell, so that church officials exit except Liesche, both Eucharistic Cardinals and Lily and Mischa"

To the Pope's words, and also to church officials.

"Did you not hear the Pope?

The pitiful voice of Lady Lieche drinks at them, who were floating.

When I received the request the other day, I made a much softer voice, but I still feel that Master Liesche looks better in this way.

Prejudice, maybe.

Dear Liesche urges me, church officials are leaving.

After confirming that everyone was gone except those designated by the Pope, Lady Lieche opened her mouth.

"I will now replace you with Pope and Ray. Misha, raise the curtain."

"Yes, sir."

The curtain that blocks the Pope and us is raised when it does.

There's one little shadow, sitting in a simple white chair.

As we have seen earlier, it is Pope Claris-Repete III.

The Pope is dressed in a coat of law with gold embroidery on the white.

"The Pope. We'll exchange your kimonos, I'm afraid. Please take your seats."

"Okay."

The Pope stood up without changing one expression at a time.

As it were, I walked over here all the time.

If I said this, it might turn out to be a front miso, but the Pope was a beauty.

The original facial creation is supposed to be the same as mine, but the atmosphere it creates is mysterious.

Even though its cover with no expression is likely to make a cold impression, it has turned into the impression that it is divine with a rind of lines.

When you become pope, you may be paying attention from one way of making an expression.

and so on and when I'm flirting with emotion,

Becha.

……

……

Covered.

The Pope.

That's all I want from my face, too.

Lady Claire and I were not sure what had happened, and I couldn't even think of rushing over and lending a hand, so I looked at the situation.

……

When the Pope rose as if nothing had happened, he began to walk gently with a cool face again.

Becha.

And I fell again a few steps away.

Again from the face.

"Pope!?

Now Master Claire, who had recovered as soon as possible, ran over and woke up to help his body.

The Pope awakened his body with the help of Lady Claire, still expressionless.

"I'm sorry. I'm not good at exercising."

Aren't you just walking?

Normally, you don't call walking just exercise, do you?

The Pope walks heavily dragging his coat of law when he looks closely.

You don't sweat on your forehead, but you seem to be struggling.

I guess I can only walk a little bit more than I walk all the time.

... Pope is a bit of a muscled exercise ouch?

When he managed to finish walking to us, the Pope took a deep breath.

(i) It makes me feel like I've done my job, but I just walked a dozen meters at a distance.

"Okay, get dressed. Misha, Lily"

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir"

Master Lily rushes over and takes off every piece of the Pope's seemingly heavy coat.

When I took my clothes off, Misha gave me my coat and put it on.

Oh, this is pretty heavy.

Does it emphasize decorative properties or is it tailored to inhibit joint movement and very difficult to move around?

There will also be the Pope's exercise ouch, but this is definitely also due to the coat of law.

"Please summon us, Pope"

You can't just put the clothes I took off on the Pope as they were, so I handed the washed clothes that Lord Claire had brought from the house to the Pope.

"How do I wear this?

With a strange look on his face, the Pope slanted his neck.

"Ri, Lili will give you a new call."

"No, Lily. From now on, the Pope must also live for a while as Ray. Tell me how to change."

"Please, Lily"

"Yes, sir"

It seems that the Pope has various and unknown parts of greenhouse cultivation.

I pushed evil that it's an exercise onch, also because I've never had anything heavier than a fork, etc.

Fortunately, the Pope was a good rememberer and soon learned how to wear his everyday clothes.

The pope, moving his hands and feet intriguingly, was a little cute.

I wonder if this will also make me self-admire.

"That's light. Very easy to move clothes. It's a little cold, though."

"If it looks cold, please call this jacket as well"

"Claire, I'm going to spend the rest of my life as Ray, so I'm going to have to have the tone again."

"Ah... well, that's right... Then put this on, Ray."

"Yes, Master Claire"

With that said, the Pope sleeves through the jacket he receives from Lord Claire.

I have always used salutations to Lady Claire, so the Pope should not be so uncomfortable in tone either.

"Then Ray... it wasn't, and the Pope will be careful how he talks and behaves standing"

Misha comes stabbing the nail.

I still regret that this isn't more troublesome than I thought.