My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!

The seasons are flowing. Summer is coming soon.

I, Catalina Kraes, turned nine.

My father gave me an adorable dress for my birthday present and Keith gave me a bouquet of flowers.

And my mother pushed me through a book of mountainous manners.

Prince Geold brought me a necklace with some kind of expensive gems...

I couldn't get such an expensive item, so I did everything I could to refuse to receive it.

Still, I asked the prince, who had asked me to give him something, for watermelon seedlings.

I wanted fruit in my field.

The prince had been solidifying for a while when he asked for the seedlings, but the next day he delivered a number of fine seedlings.

Just now, I let him plant it in the field.

I'll give it to the prince once the watermelon is fruitful.

By the way, I love my daughter. I hear your father had a big party on my birthday...

He dropped me off because I hated him badly and because of his mother's advice to "stop because it only exposes me to shame".

Still, on my fifteenth birthday as my debut to the social world, I have to throw a party as a duke.

Apparently.

"We need to do something about it by then," Mother said from now on, and I'm just afraid that Spartan Mother's manners training will be more empowering.

Teachers of the magic of memorials also came and began training in magic.

My magic teacher taught me, "Dialogue with my source of magic does not mean talking to dirt," and I learned that apparently making fields will not be a magic polish. But I continue because it has become a complete hobby.

A few months after his magic training began, Keith had a lot of control over his magic.

That's my brother-in-law.

Speaking of me...... holy crap, the dirt bogs are now going up high from two or three centimeters to seven or eight centimeters.

While I'm at it, it's pretty good. For this minute, it won't be long before you can freely manipulate a dirt doll like Keith.

As such, I can't say that everything is smooth and full of sails, but I had quite a few full days...

"... ha. I don't know why."

I crouched into the field and sighed loudly.

Next to me like that stands my adorable brother-in-law Keith, who completely nostalgic for me, and my fiancé Prince Geold, who comes by three days without opening up.

"What's going on? Sister."

"What's up? Catalina."

Keith and Prince Geold ask.

No, I'll show you two the corner of the field.

"Look at this."

That's how the vegetables in the part I pointed to are completely shriveled.

We're about to start harvesting time... and this is unlikely to bear fruit.

"This is where I plant and take care of them."

I sneered.

... How come it's just where I planted and looked after...

In my previous life I wasn't very good at taking care of plants.

From the pot on my morning face to the hechima made by everyone in my class, the plants I took care of have largely withered.

But I was reborn. I'm sure you'll grow it well this time!

I thought...

I stared down at the shriveled vegetables with a crushed eye.

"Sister, I'm not tired of working all the time. Let's take a break over here."

"That's right. Catalina, you'd better get some rest here."

Keith and Prince Geold speak to me as I nod, each offering me a hand.

They stared at each other with their hands extended to me.

"Master Geold, I'll take your sister. Besides, you don't have to come out every time."

"Catalina is my fiancée, and I'll take her. Keith, you don't have to stick to Catalina every time."

In the game, they're two people who should have had little contact, but now they seem totally friendly.

Look at you with a smile. Aye, the way you're chatting sounds like a lot of fun.

Such, with the two of them sideways, I stared again at the shriveled seedlings and sighed loudly.

"Catalina, I'm getting an invitation for the tea party, why don't you go?

"... Are you crazy?

I ask your father back, chewing my bread all over his mouth.

And my mother stared at me and swallowed bread in advance.

"That's right, the tea party. I'm nine years old, and I think it's time to go."

Tea parties here are commonly held from the age of nine or ten to prepare for the fifteen-year-old social debut.

The objective is to gather and interact with the son of a nobleman of his age, a young lady.

"So..."

"I can't! Sir, Catalina is not at all mannered by this street!

Mother gives me momentum to reply.

"Well, maybe you're right... I figured you might as well learn some manners in practice. Besides, this is an invitation from our relatives, and it's not like it's a house at all, so I think it's in good shape to participate for the first time."

Your father glanced at me and turned away.

Hmm? Dad, did you just say that or something? Why did you look away?

"... Sure, you might get a little if you learn in practice..."

Your mother turns her vain eyes to me.

What is it, those eyes?

"Yes, why don't you ask Keith to follow you, too? Keith would be relieved."

"... right. Keith would be a little relieved to follow you."

If your father says it's a good idea, your mother agrees with it.

In a few months, my brother-in-law's rating, unlike my sister's, has been pretty solid.

"Keith, will you follow me to Catalina's tea party?

"Yes, I would be happy to be with your sister"

Your father asks you, and your brother-in-law Keith, who could, answers with a smile.

Is that me, even though I'm your sister? Something Keith needs to escort you to, kid?

There were a number of things that didn't fall into my heart, but this is how I ended up attending my first tea party with Keith.

After training in manners and lots of novels from her mother, she finally celebrated Tea Party Day.

Your father was dressed in a new dress for this day, and with Keith came to the Marquis Hunt house, the host of the Tea Party.

"Dear Catalina, Dear Keith. Thank you for joining our tea party today."

It was the eldest daughter of the Hunt family, Miss Lilia Hunt, who said that and welcomed Catalina and Keith.

With eyes on her honey-colored hair, she said she was fourteen years old and was already due to debut by the social world.

Behind Miss Lilia stood three girls. Probably Lilia's sisters.

The Hunts are four sisters, including Lilia.

Lilia's sisters began to greet each other in turn.

The second daughter, the third woman, greeted me with a smile. They both looked a lot like my sister with their eyes on honey-colored hair.

I also returned my mother's memorized greeting as gracefully as possible.

And when the two greetings were over...... another girl came walking in with an odd look from behind.

"... nice to meet you. This is Mary Hunt, four women."

The girl, who named herself so with a voice that seemed to disappear, did not look very much like the other sisters with her eyes on her reddish brown hair.

But she's such a pretty girl with big eyes and shapely pink lips.

Such a graceful return of my memorized greeting to Mary, as I did earlier.

Then, as soon as the greeting was over, Mary pulled back in.

Were you afraid of this villain face of mine?

Sure, your face is The Villain, but it's not annoying.

As I was feeling a little bored, I stared at the Hunt sisters as they left for their next invitee.

By the way, at this tea party...

My promise to your mother tells me not to talk as much as possible, but to smile.

I barely eat sweets either. Drinking tea with a little grace, too.

Don't wrap your skirt around it, even if it's wrong.

My mother tells me it's tough enough to have octopuses in my ears, for example.

So all I'm allowed to do today is smile gracefully and sip tea.

This tea party is a social dance party conscious standing food format.

The sons of other invited aristocrats, the ladies, come to greet each other after the Hunt sisters have left, so they cannot be found in the tea this way.

I repeated my greetings in the same way, and walked around the room when I realized it, and that was all I could finally get to tea by the time I became Hetohetto.

Personally, I worked a lot harder, so let me just extend my hand to cookies.

Oh? This cookie is delicious. Yeah, another one. Another one.

Oh, there's a muffin in here. Let's have one.

Still, you've got plenty of sweets left.

Every invitee is obsessed with chatting, and the tea treats prepared don't seem to dwindle this much.

What a waste.... I'd rather go home if I had a tupper.

Could I borrow a tupper from the Hunt family?

"Sister."

"... Ki, Keith!?

Suddenly, I was surprised at my brother-in-law, who appeared from behind me.

A detached Keith stood behind me on the way around greeting him at some point.

"Surprised. Did Keith say hello and get around safe?

"Yeah, it's more or less over. More than that, what's wrong with being blurry?

"... er..."

"No way, you're not thinking about taking the extra treats home."

Keith wow!? What is this girl, Esper? Wow. How did you know what I was thinking?

"Wow. You got it all figured out!

"... you get it very well... it's not, sister. If you do that, you'll doubt the Kraes' character. Besides, your mother won't be able to feed you sweets again for a while."

"... ugh. Indeed."

The other day, I had a three-second rule about cookies that fell on the floor during manners training, and they just skipped the candy for three days when I ate them all up.

If I find out that I put it in the tupper and took the treats home, they'll skip the treats for a week instead of three days.

That's troublesome...

Too bad... I don't have a choice.

And if I can't take it home... I keep putting the various treats lined up at the table in my mouth.

The promise to your mother is already on the other side of oblivion.

Keith stopped me a few times saying, "Sister, you should make it that much already," but "just a little bit more," he said.

'Cause it would be a waste if there were so many left. Plus the delicious things about the sweets.

Oh, this is delicious, too. Not this, not one of these...

As a result, I had severe pain in my stomach eating too much sweets on track...

Weird things are going on. Leaving Keith to worry about me because he's okay, I made a small run to the bathroom.

I asked the servant for a bathroom and refused to "guide me" and ran to the bathroom alone.

I wouldn't be able to make it if I had been guided gracefully.

And somehow, I hope I'm relieved in time...

I've been desperately running so I can't figure out my way back to the tea party room.

The Hunt family is not as large as the Klaes, but it is a splendid mansion with only the Marquis.

It wasn't going to be easy going back to the room on my own.

If you're a servant or someone, I'll ask you on your way back to your room...

That's how he walks blurry.

Right in front of me. That was a beautiful sight popping in.

Beautiful flowers were spread over the space, presumably a courtyard.

I didn't think it was too clean and went down the door to the garden.

Then I saw one girl standing in a flower.

If I should speak up, or if I am lost, the girl has more noticed me.

"... Ka, Dear Catalina. How did you get here?

With that said, it was Mary, the four women of the Hunt family, who had just exchanged greetings, who looked back.

"... er, for a little change of mood"

No way, I ate too much sweets, broke my stomach, ran into the bathroom, and I didn't know how to get home.

Oh, my God, there's no way I can tell, so I duly deceived.

"Dear Mary, why are you here?

Regardless of my belly wreck, it wouldn't be a good idea if the Hunt family courtier, who hosts today, were here.

"... I'm not very good at being busy..."

Mary says so in a voice that's about to disappear again, like when she says hello, and she leans down.

It's a shame you're such an adorable girl, but your face is hidden when you lean so low.

... Nevertheless, I guess I'm frightened because I'm a villain face...

But if you smile "not mean enough" or something with this villain face, you're more likely to frighten this poor beautiful girl.

In the meantime, I need you to know it's harmless!

"Ko, the garden here is amazing. It's full of flowers and it's really beautiful."

In the meantime, I'll smile and talk to him so he doesn't look like a villain as much as possible.

But that's what I meant when I talked aggressively.

The garden here is really beautiful and much nicer than the Kraes family garden.

The flowers are all splendidly blooming.

I guess the gardener here is really good at growing plants.

...... yes!! I got a good idea.

If people can grow flowers so splendidly, they could resurrect that shriveled field of mine, too.

I think of it. I ask Mary quickly.

"Hey, Master Mary, can you introduce me to the gardener who takes care of this garden?"

"... eh..."

"I'd love to talk to a gardener who can grow all these fine flowers."

To Mary, who looked baffled, I definitely approached her with a rough nose.

Then Mary said in a voice that was about to disappear again.

"... it's me"

"Huh?"

"I'm the one taking care of this garden."

What?! Mary herself is taking care of it!?

"Is Mary being looked after?!? All this garden!?

"No, not all of them, but I take care of the flowers and plants in the corner here."

So are these wonderfully blooming flowers in this corner Mary's business...

"... wow"

"... eh..."

"It's amazing to be able to build such a splendid garden! How the hell can I bloom all my flowers like this brilliantly! There's something back there! Or there's a secret in the dirt!

"... oh, that Catalina lady"

I was stuck in Mary not much of an excitement.

If you notice, the poor pretty girl was totally freaked out by the rough nosed warrant lady.

I shouldn't... I was too excited.

I took a breath and smiled as gracefully as I could.

"Well, I'd love to talk to Mary, who's making this garden."

"... consultation?

"Yes."

I consulted Mary that my field was shriveling ahead of the summer harvest.

"Are they building fields," at the beginning, Mary, who was very surprised, but seriously listened to the situation in the field I speak of.

And I felt so relieved inside that I didn't feel as frightened as I had been before.

And when you're done listening.

"... If you can help me or something like that, I'd love to... I've never grown vegetables, and I still can't say anything but listening to you. I'm so sorry I couldn't help you."

"So why don't you come to us?

I just told Mary I was right here, bowing my head to sorrow.

"Um, but..."

I desperately say to Mary, who looks confused, that if I were anything, I would pick her up from home.

The light and darkness of an important field are on it. I don't want it to be the morning face or the two dances of Hechima in my previous life.

And Mary finally broke, desperately approaching me, and succeeded in clinging to her promise to actually come and see the field.

However, they refused to "pick me up really good"...

As such, when I was in a good mood to install my promise, I then safely returned to the Tea Party venue, where I was guided by Mary.

And I was supposed to get a novel about where the hell I was going to Keith who was worried about me not coming back at all.

Somehow, my sister and brother's position is already completely reversed.

Thus, the first tea party managed to be successfully concluded without exposing itself to major failures.