My name is Laurie Yulia Aynescht.

She is the eldest daughter of the Ayndschut Border House.

For some reason, the Ayndschut family is a house where many women are born, a house that has produced many female lords, even while assuming the defensive role of a frontier ambassador bordering the border.

That's why I'm more likely to be a lord than any woman. If my brother were born, that wouldn't change.

Always cool. Be resolute.

Whether they can't lick you and be smart and noble.

I expected to be a lord. That kind of education is very demanding, but it wasn't so hard because it wasn't so different from my original temperament.

... but it's not hard.

"Oh well! Meryl, I need a new dress for my next tea party!

"Oh, that's good. What color do you want next?

"Uh hey."

When I look at my younger sister Meryl, I get annoyed by a complex that I can't help.

As the stepchild of the house, I have been strictly and coldly educated by my father.

But my father also really wanted to raise his daughter like a woman and be adorable.

My sister Meryl will be born. No, I started drowning.

My sister is a good type of girl with good guidelines, kind of the kind who knows when to tell who to be selfish and their wishes will come true.

So I really couldn't help but be cute about the girl. Betty and sweet for your father, and sensitive and sweet about your mother's good and bad mood. Your mother seems to spoil Merrill like that.

I use the name "Merrill Hey" for one person, and I want a uke because I wiggle angelic smiles at my servants as well.

I was clumsy and devoid of love for it.

Be patient because you are my sister, be resolute because you will be a lord.

Give him up because he's my sister, and don't cry easily because he's going to be a lord.

While I could obey such a voice desperately and become a sought after figure without wanting to discourage my parents.

Like my sister, I can no longer be sweet to others.

Always asking around, I am also aware that I lack something like an age-appropriate childhood.

I also know that my servant slaps me in the pussy for "my sister is not cute" or "I'm weirdly objectifying and disgusting" when compared to my naive sister.

............... I don't like my sister.

No, I'm jealous. I'm jealous of my sister for having something I don't have.

Cute stuff suits you, sister loved by everyone.

Pretty things don't suit me, me as a sister who is constantly forced to be patient.

It's not like I don't think my parents love me.

But when it comes to the only thing I have, it's the housekeeper and this hair decoration I gave away from my mother.

Because my sister didn't give this hair ornament away even if she did, and my parents didn't tell me to give it away.

Me having depressed days like that, but I've had more fun lately.

We became friends before Rovine enrolled, Alice and Leticia.

It's a lot of fun when you're chatting with these two.

Alice is the daughter of the second house of the Hymé faction.

I hear she lived a long struggle, but Rin doesn't make me feel that way.

The golden eyes sparkle when they receive the sun's light and shine brighter on any topic you like.

His posture was well and constantly forward, and his silver hair twinkled in the wind.

The tricks are adorable and your face is beautiful.

And more importantly, Alice's charm is her casual personality, contrary to her fantastic looks.

I can't thank you enough for calling me first at the tea party because I couldn't really make your friends because they looked difficult.

For me, who was always concerned as the next lord, Alice's appearance, combining cool, cute, and even more casual personality, was ideal at the same age.

And Master Leticia.

I avoided the adorable looking girlfriend because at first I thought she was the same type as my sister.

But Lady Leticia was so dodgy that I didn't think I could say that.

When we first met at the tea party, it was a situation where the ladies were caught up in a verbal fight with each other and asked for their opinions.

But I don't really understand the situation and I'm trying to grate it.

If it had been me before, I might have pretended not to look at Leticia, who resembled my sister.

But I said, "What would Master Alice do? I thought," When I realized, I was giving out a help boat. That's the first.

Then again, you're lost and half crying in the house you were invited to, or you'll have to keep up with what we talked about at the tea party.

Every time I saw her like that, I helped her unexpectedly, and while I was doing so, she missed me.

More importantly, when I was feeling so blurred and dark thinking about the house, I held my hand tightly and said, "Are you okay? He said," Those eyes.

Seriously, you're showing me...

"Laurie, it's time for an audition."

"Yes, Mother"

Called to a bad musical archery.

But now that I've made two wonderful friends, I can arch with the desire to surprise two more after school.

I left my room lightly.