I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

It seems that the story of seeing snow crystals and calling Raswiwok in the tent of the Sil children I take care of was sometime passed on to the tent next door as well. I can't stand a door in a child's mouth, and, well, it's natural because I don't remember standing.

Nevertheless, I still think that maybe I should have set up a door once they centered around me that would stick to the dough that my kids have often preferred lately.

"Silvanishchen! We want to play with Eliza too!!

"Master Eliza is staying in our tent! There's nothing wrong with that!

"It's not fair that you guys play with werewolf dragons (dracanis) alone!

"You guys have never come to be friends with Eliza before when you said that!

"Why don't you keep calling me?!? You're all alone about Eliza! Playing is futuristic, isn't it?

"I'm not calling it solitary because I'm not alone. - Don't you even know that? In general order, Eliza is not a toy!

While holding me from the abdomen and back, two boys and girls take center stage to argue that the children of the Shir tribe and the children of the farming nation are frivolous. In other words, it is simply a child fight.

Seeing from each other's arguments, they overslept with the tent child of the one I was sleeping with.

I think I did something wrong. I think, why don't you let me go for once? It feels like something should not come out of your mouth when you are crushed by the mummy and dozens of children from both sides. Knock, knock.

"Then from today on, well, I hope Master Eliza comes to our tent!

"Don't be silly, Leka! Mr. and Mrs. Eliza have decided where to stay.

It seems that the boy with the characteristic tail stretching speech is Leka, who is clinging to his belly with his hands around from the back of mine. I haven't interacted with the child in the next tent at all, so I'm not sure who it is.

By contrast, the girl who tries to crush me by turning her arms around my neck from the front of me is usually the girl who often burns my care, and her name is Teala. The two are arguing properly, but there's a friendly feeling there, and the usual friendship probably shouldn't be bad. And yet why do you even pinch me and heat me up?

Is that it, or am I supposed to tell you not to take me in?... I thought absurdly of being stupid in reality, but regret that I felt so sick that I had goosebumps.

Then I felt a cold feeling from my head, and my head started to ache like a glimmer. My neck, my stomach, it really hurts.

Oh, am I dying here? One or two older girls holding me to my neck with all their might and dying, or crushing me, will suffocate again...

"Hey, you guys, come on. Neither Leka nor Tila! Master Eliza, you're turning blue."

The boy who came into arbitration by breaking the walls of the children during that time even thought he was a salvation or a hero from heaven. Peel off the two arms that tighten me and tap the two heads cleverly at the same time.

I have pale silver hair shaking about the same back length as Tila. ─ ─ Oh, I recognize this hair.

"..., Aslan?

Whimpering the name I learned the other day during just a few exchanges, the boy turned his face all the way over here. There was still a familiar, surprising, pompous and paltry look there.

"My name... did you remember that?

"Of course. Than that, thank you. It was kind of painful."

"You're not a little bit. He looked blue."

He looks at me like a coward and flaunts his shoulder. Though it was painful enough to prepare for death indeed.

When I smiled like a distant but somewhat convulsive smile, I had the feeling of being pulled off my sleeve with a snack. When I look at it, I look perfectly at Teela, who looks sorry if Aslan got mad at me and calmed down a bit, and at me looking up with all the boys who are shorter than her.

The boy was probably more of a kid called Leka. He apologizes, sorry, as he jerks his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Master Eliza..."

"I will never do it again, Master Eliza..."

When Tila and Leka verbally apologize, the surrounding kids seem to have gone back to sanity, too, looking like a bum.

In those moist eyes, I mean, this one was annoyed by guilt the other way around. Speaking of the original, it was still due to my lack of thought.

"Yes, no... I'm the one, sorry, sorry. I knew you'd bring something rare, but it wasn't fair not to call the tent boy over there."

I also think Leka boy's statement is the most important thing, reflecting and I bow my head too. If a newcomer with lots of toys that look interesting keeps up with someone all the time, that's well, it wouldn't be funny, naturally.

My apology, which was inexplicable and blue in the whirlpool of fights, was puzzling, Leka and Tila, and Aslan turning to each other. And so he turned his gaze to me again, and Tila uttered his tongue slightly as the punishment seemed evil, and Aslan grinned bitterly, and Leka laughed with some joy, all cheeky.

"Next time, I'll call you guys when I come up with something to play with. Talk to Theo and ask him if he can go to the next tent. Will you forgive me?

Leka still looks happy, looking back at the same tent kids behind her - the ones who were complaining about it being unfair - and one nod as she looks around and says, "Fine!," he answers to me. Perhaps Leka, even if her body is small, is a leader in the tent of a child of a farming nation.

"I didn't think Eliza was going to apologize, but if Eliza is going to play, it's fine at all. We'll make up with the Sylvanishchens."

I guess Leka, who laughed, meant that the delegates were with each other. I apologized to Tila, and then we held each other lightly. Now we make up, you mean?

The two bowed their heads in alignment with Aslan, who went into arbitration as well. The other day, he was distracted and emotional by the relationship between Altras' era lower citizenship and the warriors of the Sil tribe, but he seems to be a reasoned child by nature. Because of that, the grown-up face with a bitter smile is only a little older than the other kids, and looks about the same age as me or Teala.

"... Leka. Do you want to stop using the word Sylvanischhen? We've already got the Syl people, the subordinates, that sort of thing. We've all become Arxians, and we've all become inhabitants of Cardia."

And he turned around, with a look that seemed complicated, and told Leka so.

What's there is exactly the same look as the other day. Did you get my point, or did you draw my will, even if you weren't convinced?

"... yeah. Okay, I'm not gonna tell you anymore."

You were listening to the exchange the other day, and Leka glanced at me a glimpse and still nodded happily.