The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon

All the girls decided on the dress they wanted, so Ekaterina went back to the garden with everyone to take a breath and make it a cup of tea. The boys will come back there, and just about everyone will get together.

If the men also find themselves somewhat excited, they say Alexei and Mikhail played a long sword practice match in the training room near the weapons holding room.

It seems to have been a brilliant battle between those with high power. He said he couldn't resist a sparkling sense of urgency while in action.

It should be noted that the wins and losses were not clearly attached, but Alexei prevailed. It can be taken for granted that it is still advantageous to be long, reach long, and two years older. Mikhail would be fine, having fought well with his opponent.

Plus Nikolai lent his chest to his junior classmates, and the next time he chipped it, he threw it off and threw it... so he put on an archery, almost all freshman boys in the same grade as Ekaterina, and finished his heart attack on Nikolai. "Let me call you my brother." Looks like he's in a state.

What can I do for my busy brother?

I really didn't plan on letting my brother take the time, and I was going to ask Mr. Graham for guidance on touring the men's weapons. You're going to have to ask the owner to leave because you're going to be out of plans, and you're bothering me.

"Not much, Master Mikhail. I'm honored to have you out, but my brother works every day to combine the role and schooling of the Yurnova family owner. Stop making me do things that are dangerous after taking the time."

Alexei has already returned to the office and is absent. Stuck by Ekaterina, angry with Willow Eyebrow upside down just on behalf of his brother, Mikhail raised his hands with a troubled face.

"Sorry, Ekaterina. Alexei has been a sword practitioner for a long time, so I haven't been told to make up for it."

Hmm?

"Well, did my brother ask you?

"Yeah, tell me you seem to have lost your body since you took over the title. It didn't happen at all."

Oh, shit.

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure what's going on, and I'm sorry for your disrespect."

"It's okay, brother, because it's a good place for you. I think Alexei would be happy to have such a sister."

"Oh, I'm afraid."

Really? You really think so?

Oh, my God. Prince, you'll be glad to say something. Your brother is Cisco, so he often tells me he's happy to have me, but if you look at him from a third party, I'm so glad you're making him happy.

"Speaking of which, you said you wanted to learn Rapier from your mother. If I may, shall I tell you a little sometime? I don't think Alexei would be mad if he had it."

Wow, I want to try.

... No, wait. Wait for yourself.

Don't forget, the prince, or the ruin flag. Whatever Flora wants to do with you, if you just want to do it, do what you learn from the Crown Prince.

"Dear Flora, may I interest you in Rapier?"

"What? Me, is it? Rapier, it's a skinny sword, isn't it? I'm interested, not really..."

Well, normally girls aren't interested, are they?

I'm sorry, Prince. I know you thought Flora would follow you if you asked me out, but I'm sorry I couldn't help you.

I have to learn the role of my mistress from Mr. Graham, and I'm about to develop a glass pen.

"Thank you for your attention. I know. But I have to learn about home supervision for a while."

"Okay. Until Alexei gets married, you represent the Duchess. If there's anything I can do to help, I want you to say it."

"Kind words, I'm afraid."

Thank you, Prince. You're such a good guy. [M]

That's why the sense of crisis with the ruin flag shouldn't fade.

The day opened like that, and Ekaterina, who also had business the following day at the Duke's residence, missed everyone boarding the carriage and returning to the dorm.

That's when I gave the girls a dress that was ribboned in a box big enough to hold them and asked them to take it home. Everyone happily hugged the box and thanked me.

but there were three who didn't.

Soiyatrio, of course.

All the other girls chose only one dress. They glanced at her, and grabbed about five clothes and didn't let her go. Fifteen for the three of us.

Even though it's a carriage riding to its limits, a box big enough to hold fifteen things couldn't get in.

"Hey, do something! Lady Ekaterina said she would send us this dress. Then it's not your job to figure out how to bring it home properly!

They cram into the Duke's servants. It's already too unscrupulous, and Ekaterina loses her laugh.

This kind of thing looks like some old Osaka aunt from a previous life. This is what happens to my aunt in Osaka when she has a bad side, right? No, it's around here, and I'm all messed up, and I take a laugh, and I get nasty.

It was Ekaterina on her way to the three of us, but she stopped her leg. Because Graham, the butler, has been blindfolded.

Graham turned to Soiatorio and gave him a bow of mercy. Perfect angular gratitude, as measured by the rules.

"Ladies, how are you?"

"This maid is pounding on Ekaterina! I'm not following your instructions!

Huh?

"We got so many dresses specially. Then you shouldn't give us special consideration either. Another carriage, of course."

"Yes, yes, yes."

... some fighter. - It's time.

"What are you talking about?"

Graham smiled slightly. A butler and classy, but somewhere opaque grin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as a member of the Duke of Yurnova, I am committed to doing my utmost to conform to my master's wishes."

"Oh, yeah! Then you know what to do."

"Lady Ekaterina hopes that our guests will return with no connection. To avoid the inconvenience of the ladies on board, we will send this dress to the dorm of the School of Magic tomorrow as well. Don't worry, don't go home."

"Hey! You wouldn't be!

One of the soiatorios absurds his voice. but Graham didn't even let him shake his smile.

"Excuse me, is your daughter Countess Sophia Cymer?"

"Yes!

And you're raising your chin. Is that the name Sophia? I'm surprised you're close to Sawyer. And is it Cymer? Mr. Graham, how do you know that? Awesome.

It should be noted later that Soyatrio was all three by the name of Sofia. Something awesome.

But to me, you guys have always been soyatrios, yeah. Let me call Miss Cymer Soyya One.

"If you know my Count's house..."

Graham gave himself up and whispered something when the Sawyer I was about to say.

That alone clearly changed the complexion of number one.

Graham thanks again.

Sir, please do not go home.

"Wow, I get it!

And the Soiatorio went home with the mundane.

Mr. Graham, you're too brilliant... about our butler being able to use magic.