Level 99 Villainous Daughter

◆5-13 Dorothy Archiam

The second day I came to the capital. I mean, the day I went to make my own equipment. The sun sits near the summit of the sky. It was just past noon.

I was swaying in a carriage with Patrick and Eleanora. The destination is the Archiam Mansion.

Eleanora was in a good mood to see her friends after a long time. I was the opposite.

Haha

"Yumiella"

This is why the technologically backward countries

Yumiella!

A hatefully clear sky brings Patrick back to his carriage.

Even though I was visiting an aristocratic mansion that smelled of trouble, my heart was not here.

Patrick told me about Count Archiam, but most of it just goes through his ears.

Even if you want to do it properly, it's difficult with the current motivation. If you borrow the words of the person who lowered my tension in the morning, it's "technically impossible."

The preview of the Count of Archiam is motivationally impossible. Oh, a world without dreams and romance.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you up there."

"It was my fault that we started talking about the establishment of the Archiam family. This is the situation from now on."

That's what Patrick says, turning his eyes to the bundle of paper at hand. It was put together by a man who worked at the Ashbatun residence in the capital. As for Count Archiam, neither I nor he was very familiar with him, so I relied on the peripheral information network.

With people specializing in gathering information in the capital, the Ashbatong Borderline House is once again feeling large.

He rolls his paper and runs his eyes through the letters.

"This... you didn't put much effort into the investigation." It's far away from Ashbatong territory, and there's nothing I can do about it. "

I'd appreciate it if you'd just let me out right away.

"Since the Duke of Hillrose's house was destroyed, he seems to have avoided a noticeable movement. A central aristocrat who visits the territory several times a year. The territorial tax rate is also conscientious... but there are rumors of intense waste."

"That's what extremist aristocrats do."

Even though I am not a central aristocrat, I don't want to get close to the territory at all, and I feel that the Archiam Count is an excellent aristocrat just because I know the worst case of squeezing taxes to the limit and wasting them...

I'm only concerned about the last wasted part, but that's what all the nobles who live in King's Landing are.

"From the mansion to the tea confectionery, it seems that I would be uncomfortable if I wasn't more than a nobleman of the same grade to do anything"

"Ahh, that's a lot..." Do you have enough money? "

It's good enough to stick to whatever you like. If you put everything together in a better way, you won't have enough money.

Patrick cross-reads the paper at hand to find out about the financial situation he's concerned about.

"... there it is. Is that it?" There are rumors that people are suffering from debt, but the truth is unknown. "

“Debt is everywhere, and you spend more than anywhere else, but you earn about the average, right?”

"I guess so. The size of the territory is just about the same... and it's famous for its timber production."

"Did you know that the Architects you're looking after, the Arkitt Chamber of Commerce, are generating enough tax revenue?"

"I think it would be profitable if it was a business started by a lord...."

Ah, I see. Probably something else with a similar name.

I am convinced when I think of the Archiam territory where I went to carry the logs. Except for the fact that there was a chamber of commerce, I didn't see it flourish.

If there were mines managed by lords, they would be very rich, but they don't have anything like that.

At the moment, the Archiam Count's reputation is that he's not a bad person, but he's a good-looking central aristocrat. The only thing troubling me is my debt.

There is no personal information about the Count at all. Oh, Eleanora should know her face.

I said, turning my gaze from Patrick sitting across the street to the girl next to me.

You've met Eleanora-sama, right? What kind of person is Count Archiam? "

“The people in that house, including Dorothy, are working hard on their hobbies. Dorothy has a lot of adorable dolls.”

A doll is like a doll, isn't it? Since it was expensive in this world, the impression of a family of aristocrats with rough money only became stronger.

I don't think you'll ever ask me to lend you money. It would be quite a last resort from the other side to rely on me.

What troubles will come up? Face to face, Patrick drops his head to the side, “I don't know.”

Patrick is anxious, but he doesn't know why he's worried.

Eleanora went to Count Archiam because she wanted to see her friends, but there was no reason to worry about the first count. There is no need to consult in person or to undertake requests.

“Maybe it's okay. You can say whatever you want.”

Can you really say no?

That's what Patrick says and shifts his gaze to the side. When I checked to see if something was wrong with Eleanora, it was the moment she thrust her head out the carriage window. It was dangerous.

Here we are!

The carriage stops gently.

I had already arrived at the count's residence. The gate that was closed yesterday is open and ready to welcome us in. I was invited to the residence of an extremist nobleman.

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We are greeted by the Archiam Count Kevin's family order, and we walk down the hallway of the manor. I listened to Patrick so that the old man who was going in front of me could not hear me.

"He's the one who came in the morning."

"Did he shout Miss Eleanor?"

"Yeah, it looks quiet, but be careful."

I found out when I entered the mansion. Count Archiam's looks are quite impressive.

When I saw it from the outside, I thought it was a big mansion for a count. But the interior is ridiculous.

The hallway of the Archiam Mansion is a museum. Countless paintings, pots of antiques, traditional folk art, beautiful decorative plates, and... this is the model of this mansion.

Items arranged in high density are not enough, and the decor is excessive from lighting to doorknobs. The Imperial Castle and now the Eleanora House without Borders were also quite large, but not so far.

I think there are too many decorations even with an aristocratic feeling. Patrick also looked at them with ease.

Walking down the hallway, Kevin stops at the moment he hits the front of the stairs. There was a maid standing in front of the stairs leading upstairs.

Eleanora-sama, come here. Mr. Dorothy is expecting you. "

Is it all right for me and Patrick to listen to the Count? Eleanora is here to see her friends, so let's do something different from here.

Patrick whispered as he watched Eleanora's back acting as she was told.

"Isn't it dangerous to let him go alone?" what would Miss Eleanora say..... "

Sure, it bothers me a little.

Eleanora was mentally invincible. No matter how many times I repeated the salt response in school, she came to me without suspecting that she liked me.

But I was worried. I'll come with you.

"I'm coming, too."

When I came forward, Eleanora looked back and said happily.

"Yes! Dorothy's doll is lovely, please come with Yumiella."

The count will have to wait a little, but he won't mind.

Kevin nodded with a smile as he turned his face to confirm.

“Our Lady of Russia is also delighted. However, I don't stay too long..."

"I know. I'll listen to Count Archiam."

After that, Patrick declined to go upstairs because of the ladies' gathering, and me and Eleanora were led to the waiting room in Dorothy.

Shortly before I went up the stairs to the second floor of the Mansion, a girl's voice came down.

Is it true that Eleanora-sama is here!?

"Lady..."

"What kind of face do we have?"

Lady! I'm looking forward to it, too.

Ah. The staircase was blind, and the maid who led us was the only one who could see it.

Although the voice alone won't come, it's probably Dorothy. Hearing her voice, Eleanora overtakes the maid and goes up the stairs. I went on.

"Dorothy! I'm glad you're doing well." It's been a long time. "

I'm glad you haven't changed, Eleanora-sama...

As I looked at the awkwardly nervous Rosia, I gradually remembered.

When I was in school, my long hair, which was tied in two, was aligned around my shoulders and refreshed. However, the atmosphere of being confident was not changed, and the impression of being a person remained unchanged.

I still had the image of being the better person about Eleanora, who was the fourth around her. Compared to the ladies who control Eleanor to their advantage, it means better.

Dorothy was a man of few words. I don't blow something into Eleanora, I don't agree with her, I agree with her. No bad intentions, no good intentions. There is no change whether you are or not.

It's fine in the doll's room, isn't it?

Eleanora must have been here many times. I tried to get used to it, but Dorothy stopped me.

"Yumiella-sama is here, so..."

It's okay!

"... yes"

Oh, it looks like Dorothy doesn't want to go to the doll's room. He cares about me when he looks at me like I'm flicking.

I understand the psychology of not wanting to bring people into my hobby room, but that doesn't make sense before Eleanor.

Eleanora led the way and stopped in front of one of the doors. And turn to Dorothy to get in first.

She seemed to have thought of it too, so she said one word to me and put her hand on the door.

“I'm surprised.”

What awaits us? I peered into the Russian hobby room... and bravely suppressed the screams I was about to make.

"That's amazing..."

"That's right!" My face and clothes are all cute, and I love them. ”

The dim room was lined with dolls. Do you call it a doll? It's a doll with a taste for Westerners and antique dolls.

If that's all, it was cute and girlish. The number is unusual. The tall showcase on the wall is lined with a quadruple doll.

And even though it was noon, the curtains were closed.

Can't you open the curtain?

"It's closed because it gets damaged by sunlight."

Dorothy walks into the room, as she should have said. Eleanora continued to enjoy herself.

I'm stepping into a room where I'm likely to appear in horror games.

There was a doll on the desk with its limbs off, and the larger one sat on a chair without saying a word. The room is entirely dedicated to dolls.

Russia lowers its head as it throbbing to see if the doll will move.

"I'm sorry. You surprised me, didn't you?"

"No, that's not true. Is it being repaired in pieces...?"

"It's in the process of being made."

Dorothy is making her own doll.

I was surprised to hear Eleanora's supplementary explanation. Is this something that can be made?

I was impressed, and when I looked closely at the fractured doll, I had no one eye. I guess I'll put an eyeball like a glass sphere in that cup... but I'm still scared.

He says he's getting a little drawn to a hobby that's too serious.

"Huh... are you making it yourself?"

"There are so many dolls." Even if you make your own, it still feels disgusting, doesn't it? "

That said, Dorothy casts a shadow on his face.

Eleanora was a rare species that was still looking around the room happily. You don't want to put it in because it usually reacts like me.

I don't want to deny the hobbies of others because I have hobbies that are difficult for people to understand. It was pathetic of me to think that it was a hobby I couldn't understand.

“That's not true. I also made this kind of thing myself."

"Doll!?"

“It's a humanoid, but it just feels a little different from what's here.”

Talk about it in Japan. I had a hobby like that. It's made of plastic, but it was basically a humanoid, so it could be called a doll. The plastic model of a man-made maneuvering weapon is a real puppet.

Rothschild, who mistook me for a likeminded scholar, suddenly stops at a distance.

"Are you sure? I wish I'd known when I was in school. What kind of doll did you make?"

"The cosmic century is the main thing."

"Were you wearing clothes?"

"Is the appearance green or red?" I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that... but the paint was also a marker. "

It is really good to blow the paint with an airbrush, but I didn't feel motivated to do so. I admired the candy paint on the red plane, but it took too much effort and skill. The recent kit is of sufficient quality even if it is a plastic model... no, I am trying to survive with a plastic model, so I don't want to be asked any questions.

Obviously, the conversation is not engaged and the Russians don't understand me, but for some reason the conversation continues.

"There are a lot of hard things to make, right? Was Yumiella in any trouble?"

"It's hard to be independent when decorating."

"Are you self-supporting without a stand? Amazing!"

"Without a pedestal or a stand, it tends to fall backwards."

“That's right, it's hard to strike a balance.”

It's difficult enough to be a lot of luxuries, isn't it?

I know!

Is that a conversation?

I'm supposed to be talking about you falling backwards when you're carrying a spoiled weapon...

Dorothy points at a doll that has never been seen before in school.

"This child, this child's name hasn't been decided yet." Please put it on. "

Um, nightingale or something?

"Nightingale. Nice name. Nice."

I've been hired. It still sounds like someone's name, so I guess it's better.

Normally accepted as a plastic model. It also makes me want to collect a lot and arrange it.

After obtaining permission, touch the front arm to the torso. This spherical joint is like a pramo's hip. Unlike elbows that only move in one direction, I think it would be a breakthrough to be able to move freely.

If you touch too much, you'll break it, so gently return your arm to your desk.

When I looked at the quiet Eleanora, I looked carefully at the lined dolls one by one. As I moved my gaze, my eyes met those of Dorothy.

"Until now, it was just Eleanora-sama." Yumiella-sama is the second one. Eleanora-sama said she was fine, so if you think so, you're right. "

Only Eleanora seemed to understand this hobby. It is amazing of her to accept everything in a flat.

I thought you said it was okay to let me in... I don't think I'm thinking about anything.

I said, watching Eleanora obsessed with dolls with a face like that.

You know how good Eleanora is.

"It's a nice person. I've always loved Eleanora since I was a little girl.”

Ah, we live together now.

Thank you very much.

I bragged about living with Eleanor and she thanked me.

Dorothy looks down again and continues to be sad.

"Even though Eleanora-sama did a good job, I couldn't return anything." Even when I was a little girl and I was in school, I couldn't do anything like Eleanora, who was treated well. "

Well, I'm guilty as well.

The same thing happened to me when I left Elenora in a situation I knew she was in. I was caught in the commotion of the Duke of Hillrose, and I was forced to take over Eleanor.

I couldn't blame Dorothy for saying that I couldn't do anything.

“That's not true. Since I met Yumiella at school, Eleanora has changed."

I don't think we did anything special in school.

"... if you haven't done anything, you can't do it."

I was trying to be quiet when I was in school. The same was true when Eleanor was stuck with her. I was careful not to stand with the princess of the Duke's house.

Now, the Archiam family, anyway, does not need to be at all vigilant in dot Russia itself. It looked like Eleanor and I would be fine together.

Listen to the requirements you were called to earlier, and just say no and let's go.

I leave the room with a single shout to the two remaining.