The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon

"Why don't you see the lady's weapon while your lord tours the armor?

Invited the girls that way, Ekaterina went inside the mansion. What I took was a hall the size of which a small party would open.

Ekaterina opens the door. and

"Well, wow!

"Nice, how luxurious!

It was time for the girls to cheer.

The hall, which was previously guided by Nonna, is still filled today with luxurious dresses. But on that day, all the armor doors that had been closed were opened and the room was bright and free of air, and the dress worn on the torso was seductively gorgeous and did not make you feel creepy or anything.

"It's my grandmother's artifact dress."

"This is the...!

You're convinced that Fucking Baba costume morality was pretty well known in aristocratic society. That's right, the designer Camilla said she was famous, too.

"Dear Ekaterina, may I see it nearby?"

"Of course it is. Besides, if you don't mind."

Looking over at the women, Ekaterina said clearly so that everyone could hear her.

"If you have something you like, you can take it home."

From all together, a silent, hot reaction returns.

"My grandmother was born as a princess and we have been descended to our home. In that capacity, a dress artifact would be handed over to people close to you as a form of discernment. I did that after the funeral, but I still have all this stuff left. As some of you may know, my grandmother was a woman who was very interested in fashion.

Such a grandmother, if her dress helps to develop the sensibilities of the ladies in charge of the future of the Empire, it must be her true desire. "

You're lying! I can't allow my dress to belong to the baroness! Or I think he's furious in the shadow of the grass leaves!

But I like that!

If you're gonna crawl out to some sadako style, come on, or I'm gonna take it and stand up. Fucking Baba. I want to bury it with the magic of the earth.

"I think it was my grandmother's guide that brought all these young ladies together today. As you all know, there will be a ball at the school event in the second semester. If it helps you think about your costume, I'd be happy to. I'm afraid it's all old, but let's try to incorporate it into the current fashion as a material. Thank you for taking advantage of us in many ways."

Blah, blah, even if you beat me to death. Yeah, come on. Even when it comes to aristocracy, circumstances vary, and some homes must have a hard life.

When our house sells itself off, Georgie, the owner of Eurmagna, who loved Baba, must get a gaggy bite from his brother, and he's not happy to generate useless speculation about whether his finances are painful or not loyal enough to the Imperial Family. But if I give in, I'm free to do what I give you first.

It should be noted that the relics are also customary for the samurai. If it's like paying a vendor in and out of choro, they don't leave any artifacts and sell them all in a bang, but they didn't get their hands on their grandmother's stuff. Based on what Nonna looked like, the dresses and jewellery lined up sloppily would have been the incarnation of their grandmother to them. As long as it was in our house, we could shake it the same way we did when we had a grandmother, or something. Is there a reason?

"Ladies and gentlemen, take a look first. If you have something to like, please try it on. Our maid is here to help you."

Show by hand a few maids who showed up behind the girls. The maids, including Mina, thanked them all.

Well, there's a size problem, so it's each one of us that can really wear it, but there's a lot we can do to remove it from the torso and hit the body, yeah.

It should be noted that as far as the dress here is concerned, that baba seems to have kept it the rest of her life without resizing her body. That's all I'm gonna say, appale while I'm at it. Just one point there.

"Oh, but..."

"Oh no, what shall we do..."

Girls students nodding but glittering around. Well, I don't know how to push my back.

If you think so, there's a threesome running into the hall with a rough nose.

You're so lifelike, Soya Trio!

"Well, pearl! There are so many real pearls sewn on!

"This is rainbow silk! As I heard, it glowed in seven colors... I've never seen it before!

"Oh dear, which one is the most expensive ⁉ ●"

... you guys are so rounded up in nature.

But now your reluctance's blown away. Yeah.

Ekaterina looked around at the other girls and smiled and reached into the hall.

"Okay, gentlemen, go ahead"

Battle's on, Khan! (gong sounds)

They flock to gorgeous dresses as the JKs say so. If you're looking for something that looks good for you and you're glittering your eyes as you wander through the hall, or you see which one looks good on each other, you look great. You should make up your mind! I recommend it.

I know. I don't know, when I went shopping with a friend and he was worried about me, fine. You shouldn't buy it! And that psychology that makes me want to recommend it at all costs.

And the first time I saw it, it was a bunch of fucking Baba obsessed dresses that seemed so creepy, but when I see the girls praising and snuggling around looking nice and beautiful for fun, it makes me feel like a treasure. Wouldn't the dress be the real deal too?

The vitality of the young and bright girls is burning even more in the bargain sale state of the dress, so you can disperse some fucking Baba obsession with instant killing. Bargain sale purification. Waha.

With that in mind, Flora came to Ekaterina, who was watching everyone behind the hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it sounds like a lot of fun"

"Yes, thank you."

But Flora doesn't choose a dress? You're not the type to be disappointed in this.

"... Master Flora, are you not offended?

"Huh?"

"Something that seems to be showing off. I'm sure you'll find it complicated somewhere, even if you enjoy it now."

New dresses every week, no matter how wealthy or extravagant, are imitations.

If this world is the same social structure as in recent Europe and Japan's Edo period in previous life, clothing itself, even if it is not a dress, should be more expensive than you can imagine in previous life, when fashion was full. Common people are luxurious in themselves in renovating their clothes. It should be normal to buy old clothes and wear them.

There are no chemical fibers here. There is no polyester, no rayon, no nylon that can be freely created from oil.

Cotton, silk, wool, hemp. Grow them over time to fiber raw materials that can only be harvested once a year, weave them into cloth and tailor them to clothes over more time. All manpower. Only one piece of clothing, with enormous effort, can finally be done.

Even cotton cheaper than silk should be more precious than in previous life. I have heard in previous generations that cotton production in developing countries uses a dizzying amount of pesticides. If we fail to do so, neither quantity nor quality will meet the criteria, then pesticides will not have developed that far yet. In this world, production is naturally much smaller than in previous life.

It's a magic school full of nobles, but many cliff nobles maintain their family names because having a title will require a higher standard of living. I think a kid like that would feel complicated seeing a bunch of these dresses after all. I might be upset inside.

"You all know that Master Ekaterina has no intention of showing off. You can't possibly be offended."

Flora says clearly.

Thanks, yeah kid.

"Dear Ekaterina, you just mentioned the second semester of the ball. If you're not wealthy, ladies and gentlemen, you've been worried about getting your dress ready now. If that's the case, now you can live your school life without worries. There can be no one who doesn't understand that Ekaterina has been kind enough to do this."

Yeah kid or...

But I'm not being nice, I'm just blind to Baba's dress. That's because the sense of equality in Japan in previous life is deeply rooted, so it's uncomfortable for only some rich people to fashion it. Then it would be nice if we gave this dress to everyone and they could all be stylish on the sunny stage, right? I thought. Even though I have concerns that it seems to show off our rich people and make them feel bad.

I know everyone won't be as pure as you, and I know there's a lot going on inside, but I'm glad you said that.

"Thank you. I know, I'm glad to hear your words. I wonder if Flora had any dresses for you."

"Don't worry. I don't have to look good, I'm easy."

Phew, and Flora smiles.

Yeah, I thought you'd say that.

That's why I chose to look good first.

"Oh, there's a dress here, too. I think I forgot to take the cover."

So when Ekaterina took away the covering cloth, the dress that was hidden appeared.

It's a clear dress with a white tone. The basic shape is simple, but the two sleeves spread like lilies and the skirt and collar area are overlaid with wonderful laces knitted in silver yarn. Plus all over that race, little aquamarines were stitched and glittered.

Though there are a number of more luxurious dresses here, I think this is strangely striking because of the awesomeness of the tailoring. Seems to be sewn up in the most beautiful shape, like one of the skirts or a line of sprawling sleeves.

"Well, it looks like this dress is for Master Flora. If you put a little hand in it and turn the aquamarine into a cherry blossom decoration that matches Flora's hair tone, it's perfect."

Ekaterina smiles at Flora, thinking she'll probably find out.

But Flora stared at the dress with a stunned look, not even noticing Ekaterina's words.

"Mother's......!

"Eh ⁉"

"Mine, I think, is the dress my mother sewed. I was more careful than usual when I said that I had to be careful because this race was extremely expensive, so I was very impressed."

Right, Flora's mother was a needle.

This dress was sewn by Flora's mother.

Seriously!

Ekaterina accidentally took Flora's hand.

"Master Flora, this dress was still for Master Flora. Master Flora will have to have it. 'Cause it's a dress that your mother's refined. I've been waiting for you, Flora."

"Dear Ekaterina..."

"Your mother was a wonderful worker. This dress is especially beautiful."

"Dear Ekaterina!

Tears in amethyst-like purple eyes, Flora hugs Ekaterina all the time.

"Thank you, thank you. Glad to hear it, I want to dream that I can wear my mother's made dress......!

As His Excellency the Duke always said, Ekaterina is like a goddess. Thank you very, very much. "

No, because that's your brother's cisconfilter, right?

The goddess is a heroine. I'm just a villain's warrant.

'Cause Flora's mother's dress, she looks so clean now. I wonder if holy magic can disperse evil spirits.

Baba, you're a stranger.