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

"Do you want to invite your children to the museum to play with your guests?... To be honest, I'm confused. What's this all about?

With a wrinkle between his eyebrows, Theo placed the hemp rope he had tied on the floor. He looks like he can't solve his heart.

After talking to Elise's playmates about the children of the Sil tribe and the Earl of Teresia at work, there were no problems, so I was about to talk to Theo next.

"It's a tricky thing to do, but simply put, I just want someone to take care of my daughter at home."

"Shouldn't your palace be dealing with him? I guess you're a playmate for that, huh?

Theo is absolutely right. It's a good place to end the fall. But...

"I can hardly show my face. Plus, there's this creepy guy to see you for a little while..."

I remember Latka and the bitterness spreads in my mouth. I put that one back at Elise's because there was nowhere else I could leave it and it was imperative, but it was nevertheless true that my feet were far from Elise's room because of it.

The phrase, which has been the decisive cause of our friendship, I suppose, replacing Kamil, still remains stung in my heart like a thorn. Every time you look at Latka's face, that's what makes your heart soft.

About Kamil, about the inhabitants, about the tombstone without a name, about myself...... I can't put it into words, but I think Latka is like a traumatic crystal to me after all.

Looks similar to myself. Life threatened by my father, persecution suffered, relationship with a mother who became a madman. I slowly entered the void where Kamil was gone, thinking what. All of which leads directly to the guilt and disgust that piles up like starch in me.

I still haven't forgotten the moment I was stoned by him.

"... frankly, I'm not close right now"

My thoughts derailed too much because of my emotions. Thinking about how to fix the story, I decided to talk about the plan that Count Teresia had pinched on this story.

"What are you talking about all of a sudden?

Theo tilts his neck. I couldn't keep up with the conversation, that kind of look.

"I don't even have a candidate because I don't have the talent. Anyway, the Earl of Teresia is in a pretty isolationist position as a nobleman, so I can barely trace you."

The only thing Camille was educated to do in the future, but he's gone.

Claudia is too useless for anything but an escort to put on her side, and Mrs. Mareshan is too old to be apart.

"... uh, you know what? In other words, there is a prospect of connecting you as a future candidate by letting you enter the hall as a playmate."

Theo took the liberty of guessing the story and convinced himself. It is quick to understand and very helpful.

"That could happen in the long run. The author of this story is only the Earl of Teresia."

It's a different purpose, not a means to an end, to want Elise's interlocutor and my side candidate.

Well, it's probably not a bad story.

Although it is now treated exceptionally as an instant force, objectively the new inhabitants still have a weaker position compared to the other inhabitants. Especially from the inhabitants themselves, who are not directly involved in the management of the territory, the new inhabitants will have a strong sense that they are leftovers of newcomers.

But if the proximity of the lord comes out of it, the story changes dramatically. Whatever the sentiments from the inhabitants are, the impact of the presence of a lord on the territory is limitless.

"... I can't say no without talking to the other chiefs. In the meantime, as Mr. Chairman, I can only give you permission, and I'll leave it up to you to go to the hall or not."

"I don't care where it is"

I can't help ordering the reluctant to be lords. Let them deal with guests somehow. Anyway, if you're an adult who can break it off when it's a job, it's up to you to invite them because they're kids, so it's better to decide who likes Elise's role as a talker as much as possible.

And I'm not telling you to live in a hall. When the winter is over, I'm going to send you back to the pioneering land with the other new inhabitants, and after that, if only you could come and visit me in the summer, when I often vacate my territory.

There is no reason to be certain that the candidate is not a candidate right now.

"So, who exactly do you want?

"Teala."

"That's a quick answer."

"In the tent, they're actively baking care of me.... care is very helpful. She's a good caretaker and a good explainer, so she's going to be the perfect person to talk to."

She's been very gutsy with me for breaking into their lives all of a sudden. And how much help did you get? When I think of it, the area around my chest is warm, and at the same time, it gets rough.

"Okay. Let's talk to the other chiefs tomorrow."

"I asked."

When the conversation was over, Theo just resumed making hemp rope. There was nothing more to do today, and I decided to look at Theo, who could tie the hemp rope with a really vibrant hand, a little confused about how to use the time I had left until dinner.

The ropes are made by the people, but I've never seen the work done before. I was purely interested.

It was Theo facing the rope in silence for a few minutes, but eventually he looks back at me.

"... what are you looking at?

"Rope making."

"Oh... let me show you how to do it"

They even say that it is difficult to feel gaze and work. No, it's not like I wanted you to mind.

"Let's hear it for later school"

Nodding and moving next door, Theo kind of gave me a warm glance. What the hell is that face?