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

With regard to the costumes that seemed to take the most time, the spirit of using what Elise could use was also demonstrated here, and Rachel and Yulia were asked to cooperate.

As expected, Rachel replied, "I intend to do that from the beginning." It was more or less pale.

Yulia's exchange was somewhat like a transaction. In the end, I said, "I'll lend it to you!" I was accepted as a child with a mischievous face, but... it wasn't Emilia who lent it to me.

Now, Emilia, who became a prosperous sorcerer's daughter candidate, was distressed no matter what she looked like.

Originally, it was herself who was the candidate who had to move the headphones, but from her standpoint, she didn't have the personnel to move herself. It's the pain of the past.

I know how it feels to hold your head for lack of human resources. After all, I've been tormented by the same thing for nearly ten years.

Besides, as Grand Duchess Linda, Emilia can't show anyone the gap. It is like being blocked from asking someone to help you with anything that is beyond your control.

It is an eight-way blockage until it is stunning.

For once, I can feel the intention to try my best to mature what I can do.....

Kaldia-sama, can you listen to me for a moment?

Emilia, who was touching the keypad and chirping, looked back at her troubled face.

Nodding back, she takes a deep breath and starts singing a melody.

It's a slow melody that makes you feel sad. Emilia's voice was thin and moist, but it echoed high and clear.

Not bad. You must be pretty good at singing.

This is only natural, and the influence of cultural differences is small.

... but the melody became too dark and sad as she held the keyboard to it.

Although the words are not yet attached, this can only be a mourning song.

"I think the melody is a little too sad. The Descent Festival is a celebration, so it seems that the songs of tragic sound carriers have been avoided even in previous issues, and a little more."

"That's right. But this is how it sounds after all..."

Phew, and Emilia sighed melancholy as she turned back to the keyboard and resumed the work of combining the sounds.

It hurt not to have a musician.

If you have a good musician, you can immediately see what kind of sound transport you need to change your impression of sound.

I can't help it if I do nothing.

Emilia peeked at the keyboard from the side and saw the sound carry, and she thought to herself, "What is this?” he raises.

I don't know how to make any songs, but I think there are enough things that I can refer to from the sound transport of the songs I have learned so far.

I don't know if Mrs. Maleshan liked it, but I remember that many of the songs taught were short tunes.

Emilia stopped slightly when she changed the lonely sound of the played object and pounded the chord of the slightly comforting image.

Press one sound to confirm, and then add another sound to it.

That was... the next sound, huh?

Then, think of it as, and add the next sound. Emilia had just healed the sound from a chord to a hyphen.

Ah, that's good. I think it's a beautiful melody that leaves sadness behind.

So, here's the next sound.

When I play a chord, Emilia returns melodies, hyphens, and successive chords.

I have a strange preference for the sound transport that can be done, and it's interesting to be able to return the sound of that preference.

When I realized it, the two of them were obsessed and rang the keyboard.

"... um, are you going to make a series of songs?"

When were you there?

Ratka opened the door slightly and peeked into the room, whispering into her mouth.

Thanks to that, I changed my mind.

Then, I saw Emilia's expression, which was stopping her hand.

Her expression turned rosy and she was laughing happily.

When it looks like a withered flower, it turns into a troubled face and turns towards me.

"I'm sorry." I enjoyed improvising with Emilia, and I derailed her from songwriting. ”

Words slipped out before I could think for myself. I said I was surprised, but Emilia was more surprised than that.

"... eh?"

Emilia suddenly blinked her eyes and did so.

When I thought that it had turned bright red like an apple in an instant, I felt like a young child.

Too, it's innocent.

Unexpectedly, you're breathing.

"Excuse me, I've brought you some tea."

As if nothing had happened, Ratka, a maid, came in with a tray, and my stiffness was finally relieved.

Emilia, distracted by Ratka, looks away and covers her face with her palm. I instinctually felt that it was bad if I didn't switch my consciousness immediately.

That's right, the face I'm looking at now.

I'm about to transfer my── feelings.

Is it heroine?

Emilia, who attracted people to her innocence, felt like she was being beaten up.