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

"Dear Emilia, give me your hand"

When I got off the carriage first and offered my hand for the escort, there were signs at once that my gaze had increased from around me enjoying the park games in the garden in front of the hall. Move to a position where Aslan trifles to defend my back.

That's how additional gaze and blurring were added to Emilia, who came out of the carriage.

I forgive her for realizing it and stretching her body, whispering, "Never mind."

Start-up ceremonies for students in school take place at the most extensive and historic Stelt Hall in the school, opposite the hall where the entrance ceremony for freshmen takes place.

Of the year, only this day was to be met together, including students from the Advanced Learning Institute, and the hall was filled with strange faces. Sometimes the first year is thoroughly distinguished between upper classmates and facilities used in lectures, etc., and there seems to be talk that this day is a real debutant at the Academy.

Apart from politics, Emilia's face still didn't seem so well known to students who had little opportunity to engage in diplomacy.

As I lean my gaze farther over here, listening to the conversation I get hissed into, I hear voices about who that is, about my shortened hair, and things like "I'm notorious for Cardia's..." in the first place.

Nevertheless, if there is no guarantee that it is completely unknown, there is no denying the existence of a human being who intends to harm Emilia, so I will not stop worrying while pretending to be unfamiliar.

Alice and Emilia, standing next to me, looked cursorily around and exhaled as she was just a little stuffed.

"Dear Emilia, would you like to see the garden? This garden in Stelt Hall is one of the largest in the country, but it will never be seen unless you are a student or a faculty member."

There should not have been such a large garden on the Grand Duke's outhouse and the road leading from there to the Royal Castle. This is probably the first time in my life that Emilia has seen such a massive garden.

It's more troublesome to be able to play out a lethargy with too much tension and fright. Emilia was just a little frightened when she rang out like that thinking she should let her breath just a little.

"Oh, the..."

"Let's go. We can still afford time."

Perhaps you don't like to approach those who draw your gaze.

But she will always have a gaze from now on.

I decided that I should get used to it, and I pulled my hand without asking the answer.

While going around the garden, the piercing gaze and hissing were on the increase.

Slowly circle the garden, carefully shaking the topic so that Emilia can be aware of it, but never overly concerned.

Little by little, Emilia looked out at the flowers in the garden with interest, but stopped on her way.

"Beautiful..."

What attracted her was a flowerbed with beautiful purple flowers blooming, reflecting the light of day and shining red and blue.

"Oh... you're a purple tearflower. It was brought in from the Ugarian region in the western part of the kingdom. That peculiar shade is due to the invisibly fine irregularities on the surface of the petal or something"

Flowers with a playful color effect. That's all I know, too. Speaking of what you will remember for that rarity too much, Emilia stares more and more at the flowers.

"... did you like it?

"Yes, very"

Somehow I asked, but unexpectedly came back from Emilia with an innocent, honest voice, as if it had been puffy and zero.

She didn't seem to realize the answer herself.

... If you liked it so much, why don't we even have it picked up in the garden of a killer dorm house?

It's only been a few days since I've been here, so I can't help it, but Emilia always seemed nervous.

Even dormitories that serve as places of life are too mentally unhealthy to relax. You should get used to it early.

In that way, let Emilia do as she pleases for a while, thinking of the wording to offer to the butler who is employed in the dormitory.

"Oh, I found it"

I thought it was time to encourage him to go to the hall. Just then, I heard voices from behind.

Looking back, I'm flickering one hand and Eric is smiling happily ever after.

Letters sent out several times during the winter period appear to have continued vigorous activity in the soldier's comfort of the King's Army even during the holidays. The influence or the last time I saw it, I saw a slightly more grand standing about me.

"Baron Dovadyne. It doesn't seem to have changed."

"Thanks to you. Looks like you've changed a little bit.... May I say hello to Princess Emilia?

Yes, of course.

Courtesy of confirming to me, Eric greeted Emilia quite formally.

Women who are escorted have manners that must not be spoken out without being escorted.

I pull myself back about half a step and look at it to see what's going on around me.

I was only slightly more tempered to find out that the girl I was taking, not knowing who she was, already knew the Grand Duke's person.

... Would it have been time to get enough of Emilia's attention?

Her identity and position should be well known. It would be more convenient to raise Emilia's profile before she spreads her name.

"Dear Emilia, Baron Dovadyne. It will be right around the corner, shall we head to the hall?"

When they hung up anticipating the two greetings would paragraph, Eric nodded lightly and walked out first. The Grand Duke's glory adds to the distance more and more students take.

So much so that even their whispers become obscure in my hellish ears. I appreciate not having to let Emilia, nervously relieved of her good health thanks to purple teardrop grass, hear unnecessary voices.

... Maybe Eric came to support my unfamiliar escort?

Speaking of which, in the game, he was supposed to be president of the student autonomy association at the Academy this year.

I couldn't believe that information at all from how Eric was doing last year, but maybe at this rate it really does.