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

"Well, aren't you Claudia?

Such a voice was abruptly hung from beside me, Claudia, and the Maudon Border Uncle all looking sinister in the bottomless harassment that Nordstelm had set up.

When I looked up all the time and saw the Lord of my voice, my blonde hair as dark as honey was brilliant in the chandelier's light. The person was a young man with a cool face, with stoney grey eyes, but at a glance from the colour and appearance of his hair. He is definitely Claudia's blood relative. That's pretty close blood, too.

"Brother!?

Claudia's surprise revealed that the man was her brother. I think so. If you let Claudia and the man come and go in gaze, whatever the difference between a man and a woman, you can see enough that the two look very similar.

"Why are you here?

"That's this dialogue, Claudia. Today's hosting is the raw house behind the Knights of Kingsguard regiment leader, didn't you know?

"I am here as the maid of the Viscount who is making me apprentice my demeanor... But right. Is that why there are so many Laurenzorel Margins in today's participants? In the street."

I see, and I lean my neck more toward my nodding brothers and sisters. Then Sir Mordon, who looked at the conversation between the two as if it were interesting, gave me a gentle ear slap. Apparently, many people in the Laurenzorel family seem to be martial arts aristocrats at their roots and don't really like to go to the social world. Sure, I don't know anyone else in the Laurenzorel family besides Claudia right now either.

"So you're more your lord now, Viscount Cardia?

"Oh Eliza Doh...... Dear Eliza. It's late, can I introduce you to my brother?

As usual, I almost called him Lord Eliza, and when I remembered that this was public, I panicked and Claudia politely called me back. Is that foreseeable, Claudia's brother leaks a slight bitter smile? When I nodded back, Claudia moved one step to the side, relieved, so that my gaze and that of her brother would go through each other.

"Dear Eliza, this is my brother, Natanael Laurenzorel. Brother, this is Viscount Eliza Cardia. It is my Lord now."

... Ooh, I ran out of words without biting. I was heartbroken by Claudia's awkward tribute that I didn't seem to be used to, but she is still a child who can if she does. He gave me a proper courtesy of the lady to introduce me to her brother, Nathanael.

"Nice to meet you, Viscount Cardia. My name is Nathanael, Claudia's brother. I work for the Knights of the Gendarmerie in Wangdu. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Lord Nathanael. Thank you for your help, sister."

When he tried to have a meeting, Nathanael gave him his right hand softly. I get lost for a moment and then I hold that hand. Then Sir Mordon, with a bitter smile, sandwiched his mouth from the side.

"Lord Nathanael, whose maid was your sister?"

"Huh?... Ah!!

Seeing his hand shook with mine as surprised, Nathanael lagged behind in a zussadly agile motion. In Arxia, women are basically the only ones with samurai, and even children don't change that. It is customary for women associated with boys to name a tutor (Gavanez) rather than a samurai.

"Shh, excuse me. Excuse me, miss..."

"No, here's what I responded to. Besides, it's this outfit. You may treat it in accordance with your outfit."

The first meeting greeting between men is a handshake, but the first meeting heterosexuality finishes the greeting at the meeting. It has been a courtesy to shake hands since the second time. I felt more sorry for Nathanael for hurrying to apologize.

Swallow the drinks you receive from your service to restore a little calm to each other. Nathanael excused himself once more, and now he calmly apologized for a word before turning to Claudia.

"So, Claudia. Shouldn't it be time you told him you quit? If that's how it goes, it's still there, isn't it?

Both me and Claudia peeled their eyes at the words thus thrown down. Next to it, only Sir Mordon smiles cool and looks intrigued.

"Oh, what is that?

"What is that... Look, I would have promised you, Father. If you fail to join the Knights by the age of twenty, you will return to your home and follow your parents' prepared friendship."

"... Oh!

Claudia punched her hand with a pong, as she had said at the point.

No, oh! It wouldn't be. You forgot, that's such an important thing. That said, I'm not in a position to say anything about people either. I should have heard that a few years ago, but I completely forgot about it. It is not a long time to say whether we should create the Knights, etc. We need to create a private knighthood in Cardiac territory as soon as we can and have Claudia fit in there.

Really, if it's related to Nordstelm harassment or something!

I scream like that in my chest, but I quickly pop out the budget and the proposed organization in my head, and the contents of the application for its creation. With such a margin for me, Claudia tries to take diagonal action as usual.

"Lord Eliza, may I say hello to the host tonight!? I want to ask you to join the Knights! No, I'm not asking you to let me in, just an admission exam!!

"... wait, wait, calm down, Lord Claudia. It's totally out of the ground. Besides, you're nothing but a samurai now. Not in a position to greet people with titles, give up."

"No!"

If you haven't grabbed the hem of the dress, it's likely to softly fly straight to the organizer. Regrip your hem firmly and forgive her how.

The face to face between Nathanael's husband and the samurai, who was fixing it in front of him, has now been completely wasted. If Nathanael reported it to his parents, wouldn't it be quicker for Claudia to be brought back to her home if she had gone on a behavioral apprenticeship but didn't wear anything?

I glimpsed Nathanael anxiously, but he grinned like a cat very similar to Claudia and just watched our interaction with pleasure.

"... you're a friendly subordinate. Looks like we met a fit husband, good. He seems to remember his name properly."

And it is this dialogue to Todome.

It feels like this one's off, like it's going crazy. I was no doubt reminded that I was Claudia's brother.

I heard Sir Mordon, who had pulled a step back and watched all the exchanges, laughing low in the back of his throat like he had done away with the bitterness and fright, in a very tired mood.