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

There was less upset.

Well, we're in Wang Du, so we'll meet someday, I thought.

I wish I had stayed alive until then, but I knew I would definitely be face-to-face with someone in the main character at the latest when I enrolled in the Academy. That was surprisingly quick, that's all I thought.

The boy wore a monk outfit that suited his body properly...... he wore a bright white long coat-like jacket and his rich dark hair was well maintained and lustrous.

When I was a year old, I would be around twelve by the time I welcomed a quasi adult. The rare purple eyes are beautiful, altered by the reflection of light, as if they were a gem.

I don't know his name, but in the maiden game it was definitely called Aruba.

... There's just one big difference in traits between the boy in front of you and Aruba's illustrations in the commentary. Aruba was a less likeable young man with just a few neighborhoods. In contrast, the boy's face is very healthy.

I wonder what will happen to him in the next five years or so...

The name Aruba is not a real name, but a baptismal name to be named from the time he entered the church as a monk. At least in the memory of the previous life, the character introduction section of the instructions said 'Baptist name is Aruba'.

... Yes, in the introduction to the commentary.

I don't know how he actually names himself in the first appearance scene.

In fact, in my memory of my previous life, this boy never appeared in this part of the game.

Because the sister of a woman in her previous life said that the game was a 'scenario configuration based on periodicity', and the woman in her previous life is dead as soon as she starts the second week of the game.

And furthermore, I barely know what position Aruba stands in, what settings it has, what actions it takes, and I can't remember a single story my sister told me.

Of course, since he is a living person, there is no certainty that he will behave like a game, so there should be no problem.

Plus, Snakefoot. In the story of Aruba's legendary sister, it was after Eliza's execution that Aruba became involved in the game, so he is not special to me.

"... knight's gift, costume?

When the boy put me in his sight, he groaned so as surprised me first.

I glance down at my outfit and then glance back at the boy.

"The Knights will be founded in the territory, so we will perform the ritual of protection."

"... no way, lord, is it? At that young age?

"My father died early."

When I briefly explained to him, the boy nodded so much as he was finally convinced.

A child whose father, the lord, dies early and succeeds to the lordship, is not absent at all.... but only if it was a boy. It is customary for inheritance to take precedence over the closest bloodline man if the child left in the house was a girl.

Usually nobles have many relatives. Whether it is another family affair, it is also taken into account if anyone inherits blood by marriage. But like the Cardians, there is no precedent for a situation in which only one person with the right of inheritance was left with our master devastated by the accusations that killed close relatives.

It's troublesome to explain it to the area, and I don't have the in-laws to teach it to you, so I skipped the explanation.

"If you're here to perform the ritual, why are you walking in the courtyard? No way, you're not lost."

"No. We arrived a little earlier than planned, and we're just killing time"

The boy didn't change his tone, knowing that I was a lord - that is, a titled nobleman. I guess his birth house is a pretty superior nobleman. If it's the main character in that maiden game, it could even be drawing royal blood such as the Merriat family.

In Arxia, where religion is closely related to the legal system of the state, monks are not secular abandoned monks, meaning those who devote their lives to the protection and enforcement of the law. In other words, just because you become a monk, you will not completely renounce your birth status.

Therefore, there is nothing particularly strange about him not changing his tone to me. Conversely, his position is that of a monk, so there's nothing wrong with me not having to use reverence.

"Then it's fine."

When he found out I wasn't lost, the boy smiled softly. It was such a subtle change that I wouldn't have known if I hadn't stared at that face, but it was somewhat of an elegant look.

"You take care of the garden?

"Oh. Watering the trees.... No, I'm not used to it yet, so I'm not doing very well. Better not go beyond the hedge. Because corner knight costumes could get wet and dirty."

The boy frowns and advises so. I read exactly what that face meant when it looked grumpy.

frustration with yourself for not maturing your job satisfactorily, is. It was a very familiar expression.

"Okay, I'll turn back.... but not yet"

"Why? You can go back."

"That's because the knight undergoing the ritual is nervous... and he's been going through the garden with a promise to leave him alone for just a little while. I want to give you a little more time."

"Right. Then I'd better not move on either."

"I'm sorry, I let you go out with me..."

The story with the boy goes on really pale. Somehow, it became a monotonous conversation that lacked a great deal of discouragement because it was quite similar to the way we talked.

The boy smiles slightly again, never mind. I smiled back, too, but maybe my cheeks are only moving about the same as the boy in front of me. It is an intimate opponent to create.

"If you can't move on or go back, don't be free. Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Talk?"

You cared for me, and the boy shouted so out of silence. He invites me to take the hedge off the sidewalk. When I follow you, you are in an open space, with a qualitative but well-maintained stone bench.

The boy sits on that end and shows me the other end.

... For once, it's not good as manners for a man and a woman to sit in the same chair. Ning Lo, it's not good at the point of being alone in a hedge with no other person's eyes, but can I painstakingly escape saying that because I am a quasi adult child?

I was lost for a moment, but remembered that I deliberately lay down my circumstances earlier and sat next to the boy in silence. I don't have a hobby for talking about this to the guy who slipped away.

"So, what are we talking about?

"Whatever. For example... Right. What about your own friend's story? What do you usually play with?

To the boy who said so somewhat frankly, I felt struck with pishari and thunder.

... I don't have as many friends to talk about as I can!