The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon

The circular music played by the best musicians of the North Capital flows lightly so that the hearts and minds of those who listen are raised.

In the middle of the Great Hall, the Duke brothers and sisters dance gracefully. The beauty of the movement in harmony with the performance, as if the music were coming out of the two of us.

People, especially young people, were seen as in love with the two beautiful people who leaned in and turned to each other.

The length of Alexei, whose black coat enhances the beauty of white, is truly visible in the ballroom. The cold, also known as the rose of ice, leads his sister gently, even smiling slightly about where he forgot his everyday faceless expression.

Leaving herself to that brother's lead, Ekaterina dances with a pleasant grin on her plump lips. Skinny dresses don't temper the movement either, and every time she flicks herself, the hem of the dress flickers like a blue rose petal.

It's a dress with a careful design, so even then the ankle glances slightly or not, but still, coupled with her seductive curved beauty, the young men in the venue can't help but beat faster.

If he were a fat eye, he would have taken an unfamiliar look at Ekaterina's foot judgment. But if you know this is her first dance, you'd rather have a novelty.

Ice rose and blue rose brothers and sisters.

The guests of the feast were completely enchanted by the beautiful two-wheeled roses of Yurnova.

- Social dancing like waltz is a high-so image though.

In the memory of previous life, from the Middle Ages to recent times over there, dances like these men and women were supposed to be careless and forbidden. Actually.

Apparently, it was a dance that nobility would not cuddle, even in pairs of men and women, to dance in an official setting. Um, what the hell, that, the classic song "Pavane for the late princess," that Pavane was a kind of dance loved by the nobles of the time. He said the contact between men and women was, at best, enough to hold hands.

But in the nineteenth century, waltz became a pandemic in Vienna, and it spread rapidly from there, and this kind of intimate system became a high-so image.

It's certainly careless to think about it again, isn't it? Put your arms around each other and stick to each other.

But in this world, or in the Empire, since much earlier than in the previous life, they said dance prevailed when men and women hugged and danced in pairs.

Why, because students learn at the School of Magic!

In the first place, it seems that the clans of the Emperor Piotr who founded the Empire traditionally danced at festivals and such. But what it means to incorporate into the class and actively snuggle men and women of their age.

I knew the School of Magic was a concoction venue! Is the dance king gamy?

It's a national trap and school con venue that connects men and women with strong magic powers to preserve and increase the magical population of the Empire.

But I'm happy, no matter what, it's a national trap!

She said she would dance high so well with her lovely brother, dressed beautifully in a brilliant large hall and dstrike to my taste.

What a collection of maiden dreams! I wasn't the type of person who dreamt of situations like this in my previous life, but still, I'm going up.

How happy! Good to be reborn!

Your brother seems to enjoy it, that's the happiest part.

God, I don't know what a divine extraction this world of polytheism was, but thank God anyway!

What an ecatelina thinking in the corner of her head.

He danced so elegantly on music that he didn't think so.

"You're very good, Ekaterina"

Alexei whispers with a gentle smile.

"Thanks to your brother for all the archaics."

Smile, Ekaterina replied.

It is not humble, it is definitely a fact. Anyway, Alexei has accompanied me to Ekaterina's dance practice almost every day since I entered the castle at Yurnova.

And during that practice, it was also time to communicate with each other about what had happened that day and the day before. It was also in practice the day after I spoke to her that I told Alexei about Reisa.

Musicians are also required to practice dance. There's nothing I can't dance without music, but I have a Duke of Yurnova family, a musician in my arms, and I play whenever I want for the Duke and the Duke and Sister.

You can talk to someone without having to worry about that music.

... it's hard to be in power, Ekaterina felt smug.

Alexei naturally wears the dance perfectly. Dance is what men lead women, so if Alexei skillfully guides them, they can dance beautifully even in the burned-blade Ekaterina.

Nevertheless, it was only with Ekaterina's unmistakable effort and understanding, and the beauty of what she was born to do, that people were able to dance enough to fall in love.

And when she was a young girl, my mother Anastasia taught me the basics of dance like an extension of play. The fact that my body remembered that was also huge. The dance steps my mother showed me as an example were as beautiful as butterflies, and I imitated the young Ekaterina yes. My mother praised me for being so cute.

When he told Alexei about the memory, he often held Ekaterina silently.

Circle ends.

Finally, the brothers and sisters thanked each other. In this great hall, no, in the territory of Yurnova, there was no one else for whom the two of them should bow their heads.

The people around them cheered and applauded again.

Instead of the Duke brothers and sisters pulling up from the dance floor, many pairs of hand-in-hand men entered the floor and the musicians started playing new songs.

But not so many begin to dance, and more than that, around Alexei and Ekaterina, people pack them before us.

Those who try to greet the Duke of Yurnova as a facial connection, and - the young people who want to apply to Ekaterina to dance, the courtiers who want Alexei to apply to dance, the parents who want to introduce their sons or daughters to either of them.

But they must not speak directly to the two of us. I just stare at them with enthusiasm and encourage the silent appeal to have them speak up.

- Basically, you shouldn't talk to anyone who is more of an identity than you are here. Don't wait for me to call you from the other side.

When I first found out about the manners, I thought to myself, "Versailles! 'And I stuck it all over me.

Solve in this situation. I see! If this group talks to me first, it's a mayhem. Level where you feel in danger.

It's just manners and it's not the rule, and if you're close to someone, you don't have a problem with it, or a lot of things sometimes.

In this situation, if you spoke to us on your own, the person's reputation in the social world would be devalued at that moment.

This kind of manners have been shaped in a proper sense, not for the mounting of a noble nobleman. In my previous life, I had laughed when I heard there was iron discipline in waiting for the Girl Opera Company to come out, but I'm sorry. It was important.

Well, nobles at high altitudes use this manners to build the system they want, not simply mount it, etc.

"Novak"

Alexei called, and the people who surrounded the Duke's brothers and sisters reacted quickly, paving the way for the nearby Viscount Novak of the Duke of Yurnova.

Novak, who shows up escorting his wife, pays tribute to Alexei.

"Again, I know to celebrate, my lord."

"Not now, you tell me."

Alexei laughed all the time. I've been near the side since I inherited the title, as I do every day, near the side in the vicinity, so let's just say the word is utterly best.

And the word also lets people know how close Novak is to the Duke of Yurnova. The attention from those still in the realm was faint because Alexei is on duty at the School of Magic with his students, but from now on people will flock around Novak as well, asking him to take over for the Duke. Eventually he will be able to influence himself and contribute how much to the rule of the Duke. The map of forces in the territory of Yurnova has been steadily repainted.

By the time my father Alexandre was Duke, it was probably Count Novadyne who was in this position. That man must have had a full taste of the umami that comes from it.

Where, with what thoughts, do we see people flocking to the new powerful?

I hide from the people around me, but I don't see them.

It was certain that he was not the person to pull back like this.