The Villainous Daughter’s Butler ~I Raised Her to be Very Cute~

After leaving the store, we took the carriage back to the Rosenberg family's apartment in Wangdu. Along that road, the carriage suddenly stopped at Gakun.

"What's up, what happened?

Do not fail to be vigilant in the unlikely event, and ask through the window toward your Lord. What returned with the apology was the word that the child had popped up.

"... children? Lady, please wait here just in case."

"What do you do with Cyril?

"I'm going to see how it goes. Never get out of the carriage until I tell you I'm good."

I am not as cautious as a child. That's how I jumped off the carriage, wary of the possibility of keeping me alert.

You are right, young children are nodding in front of the carriage. Civilians because of their status, it also seems like a child living in a pretty poor life.

Thin and thin, but not visibly injured.

I made sure there was no urgency. I turned my gaze around. There's hardly a crowd on a quiet artisan street - but I feel some signs in the alley.

I don't feel like killing you, but I think you want to know what's going on here.

I stopped the carriage using the child and got my servant me off the carriage. If we're going to raid, I don't think we can expect any more timing.

"Are you guys okay there?

Speaking to try, the children trembled. Around the age of ten, perhaps, the boy and the girl are shaking shoulders to shoulders. If it's not an act, he seems pretty frightened.

"Can you understand my words?

"And you're our enemy?

"At least, I don't remember being an enemy"

"So, you're not like the guys who came after us, are you?

"Yeah, let me assure you that's not true"

Responding that way, the signs of the people who were anxious to see this one disappear. Some are still there, but at least they don't seem to be going to raid.

If their aim was the children, they might have avoided the risk of engaging with the nobility.

"So, you say you have a chaser, why are you being chased?

"It's..."

It's unfortunate to be asked - and it was a common story.

They have parents, but they live in slums, they're poor and they can't live. Therefore, it seems that my sister was sold to her parents and was about to get a night job.

Probably a dark guild dominated by a man named No. The dark part in the title Espressivo of Light and Darkness is involved.

He said his brother, who found out about it, took his sister and ran away.

Cyril in the making had a connection to the Dark Alliance. It's just not spoken of in the making, and maybe this encounter is an existing event.

If so, the response here requires caution.

"Brother, please! I don't care what happens. So help my sister!

"Hey, what are you talking about! I don't want to help myself!

Beautiful sibling love. I sympathize, but it's not uncommon for a child to be sold in this world. If your daughter's safety is your first priority, you're right not to get involved.

"... Cyril, what's going on? What happened to those children?"

You can't wait any longer, or let the lady peek into your face through an open window. I say "wait a minute" to the kids.

"- Wait, are you going to help my sister?

"It's the lady who decides that. Stay put if you want to help. In the meantime, let me guarantee your safety. If you can't even do that, walk away."

The boy nods face-to-face with his sister. "Okay, I'll wait as I say, so tell that person to help my sister," he said.

I understand what's best in a situation like this. Looks like a pretty promising kid.

I made sure the boys were taking care of each other, and I turned to the lady through the window. In time, tell the lady that the child sold to her parents seems to have escaped.

"Well... how awful it is for parents to sell their children"

"Right."

Decide it's an early world for a young lady to know and fix her expression. I was confident that I didn't put my insides on my face, but it didn't seem to work for the lady.

"Cyril, you're hiding something. Let me know if I'm wrong. I don't want to be just a child hiding behind you."

It is too soon to teach a twelve-year-old lady the darkness of this country. But the lady seems to have figured it out and decided she should know.

I think you could be a little more of a child... if that's what the lady wants, let's make it happen. Either way, it's a reality that you have to face one day more than your daughter will live as a marquis warrant.

So - and I opened my mouth.

"It's not that I'm wrong. But if you change the way you look at it, the truth will also change. Can't you imagine why you only sold one and why?

I didn't sell it so far, and why did I sell my daughter now? Why did you only sell one fraction of your siblings? There exists a simple answer that can explain why.

Their parents loved their children but so far they didn't sell them, and there was nothing they could do, so they tried to help even the only one left by selling one.

Of course, it's just my imagination.

But it's true that those stories are actually overflowing.

"I can't live without selling my kids. Is there such a world?

"... every world is the same. And if your daughter is going to live as a marquis, she's going to have to swallow it."

The aristocrats make their children instruments of political marriage in order to protect their status. Lords grip a handful of misfortunes in order to save more inhabitants.

Because if you don't, you will suffer greater misfortune.

"I mean, what's wrong is that there seems to be this country?

"No, ma'am."

That can easily lead to royal criticism.

Some people think it doesn't matter, such as civilians, but at least it's not like the current royalty wants to leave the slums alone.

"It's not like a kind saint can be a famous man."

"... that Cyril should abandon them?

"It's a good story for them, even a nightmare, if seen throughout this country. Saving them will not save the other unhappy. And yet, don't you think it's hypocritical to save only them in front of you?

If you help one person, you'll come together with me and me. Try to save all of that and the country will collapse. Dozens of civilians who are now sacrificing will see hell.

So tell them that saving them is only self-satisfying.

"Hey, please! You can help us if you want!? I don't care what happens, so just help my sister!

I guess the negative air passed on even if I didn't hear this conversation. The boy's sad voice sounds. A contemplating Sophia lady tied her lips softly when she heard the appeal.

"Cyril, save them"

"... Are you sure?"

"Cyril is right, maybe my actions are hypocritical. But I think it's a shame to turn away from the misfortune within your reach."

Sophia, the lady said resolutely, but turned to me and said, "Am I thinking wrong?" and shake his eyes.

At that moment, the emotions I have are not easy to describe.

As a marquis' maid, it's too sweet a response. However, as a single person, it is very preferable to be concerned about the children of the slums. And I admire the wisdom of thinking so much at the young age of twelve.

More importantly, I even remember being impressed by not being flushed by my dissent and piercing my will.

"Let me give you my personal opinion and I think the lady is very nice right now"

"Heh, heh!?"

"Come on, lady. If you've made up your mind, give me an order."

"Oh, well, you did. So... Cyril. Save them. That's what I want."

"Whatever you say, lady."

I nod respectfully and turn back to the children. At the same time, build steps in your head on what you should do to fulfill your daughter's wishes.

Slums have rules for slums. If the parent sold the child, a financial deal is in place. It will be necessary to follow their fashion and muscle through to the Dark Alliance.

But you're behind.

We have to decide how to save them first.

There's no point in letting the two of you get away from this. Because it's not a kind world where two kids from a slum can live without any help.

Therefore, I need to mediate my work to save them...... it would be about the Dark Alliance to hire a child about ten years old, who is also from Slam.

I mean, the only way to save them is to hire them at the Rosenberg family.

But I can't hire a child without any education without meaning. If you do that, other servants will be dissatisfied, and the Lord will not forgive you in the first place.

We need a good reason to hire them.

- That's it, I assumed by the time I heard about you two.

The lady wanted a servant around the same age who could serve as a escort. A child you can trust more than anyone and never betray.

If it's a child saved by a lady, I'd say that the basement is enough.

"Listen to both of you. You said the lady would reach out to you. However, if you are going to accept your daughter's asylum, you will serve her. I'm ready to..."

"There is! If you can help my sister, I'll do anything!

"You, as well as my sister, will be working for you, though?

The girl shook herself terribly and stepped forward so that the boy could shelter her sister. Hit me earlier and change, strip me off my guard and look at me.

- But that's good.

If we don't understand how dangerous we are, they won't appreciate the lady reaching out. I feel ungrateful to replace anything because I understand it.

That gratitude will translate into loyalty to the lady.

"Don't worry, you'll just work as a servant."

"If you become a servant, will you help us?

"Yeah, I promise. However, in order to be a servant, I will ask you to behave in a verbal or standing manner and all of them in advance. That would be very rigorous training, wouldn't it?

"If you're going to help us, that's not how it goes!

"Accepted. In the name of your daughter, I promise I will protect you."

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Several buildings called room buildings exist on the school grounds, and rooms are rented out individually. Rather than being a venue for ministry activities, it serves as a hub for factions and powerful groups.

There was a chestnut-haired boy in one of those buildings. He has a smooth body, a neat face that still remains young, and he wraps up an atmosphere that seems calculative.

His name is Liberto. He is the son of a chairman who binds the Raccoon Chamber of Commerce and is also the leader of a common faction that binds civilians, or a major faction known as the Libertarians.

He is one of the targets of attack in the Espressivo of Light and Darkness.

When he was thinking like that in the room, the boy jumped in with a rushed footsteps.

Black eyes in hair a little darker than Libert's. He looks like Nicolas. It is the right-handed presence of Liberto, a companion who has followed the same path since the time when his heart was attached.

"Nicolas, you're making a scene. And I'm telling you to knock about it."

"Bad, bad. But I brought a funny story for Liberto."

"Hmm. You're talking about a tyrannical nobleman's son coming to Anessa anyway, aren't you? Every year at this time of year, fools show up for unscrupulous orders."

Anessa is the name of the girl belonging to his faction. And it is also the name of my daughter, who has the owner of this Wangdu's most famous clothing store for her parents.

Annessa's clothing store is one of the most popular shops to make school uniforms. Therefore, they are buried with reservations, but the nobility who jump in and make unscrupulous demands every year is constant.

"Oh, that's every year. There was a funny guy this year."

"... well. Are you gonna be on our side?

"I don't know. You're too big to imagine. You know what Sophia is, right?

"... Sophia? Oh, you mean Sophia Rosenberg. You're a big shot indeed. What's wrong with her?

"That's it, listen to me!

Nicola shines her eyes and talks about Sophia's behavior that she saw and heard in the clothes store. After hearing that, Liberto exhaled howlingly.

"While embarrassing the powerful aristocrats, do you also remember to follow them? When I heard rumors about the Virgin who came down to the social world, I thought it would be too much..."

"Maybe I'm not exaggerating. On the way home, I helped the slum kids jump in front of the carriage. I didn't even hear the details of the conversation, but I think I took him back to the mansion."

"Put the slum child in the mansion, or..."

Riverto dropped his gaze when he heard that. Brown's eyes stare jiggly at the void.

"What the fuck? What don't you like? Civilians, there's no such thing as a nobleman reaching out to slum children, is there?

"That's right. It's too much. That's why they want to be vigilant."

A strong electorate-inspired nobleman has recently expanded his power in the school. Naming the electorate, they don't hate to abuse civilians.

It's only a student faction now, but it would be very troublesome if they grew up and expanded their power into the social world. There is also an urgent need to join hands with aristocrats who can be allies in order to contain them.

In the meantime, rumors of the Virgin descended into the social world.

A girl of such noble stature as the Marquis, combined with such intelligence and beauty that she did not think she was twelve years old, said she had such a loving heart to reach out to the children of the slums.

If it were true, it would be a flag against the electorate. But it's too convenient. Perfect beings as if they were made by someone.

Civilians, gather them to her - they say nothing more.

"... trap, huh"

"Maybe. But if it's true, you should be one of them."

"Oh. Exactly. Therefore, it is necessary to identify in contact"

"It's easy to say we'll make contact and identify, but we can't move too flashy, can we? How are you gonna make contact?

Classes are divided to give classes for civilians and for nobles. In other words, even in the same academic year, there are very few opportunities for civilians to come into contact with nobility.

But...

"When you go up to the middle section, there will be a party to welcome an external enrollment group. Then we'll have a chance to make contact with the lady."

"I see. So you mean subtle contact at a party to figure out if you're an enemy or an ally?

"That's right. Tell the others to keep an eye out. If she's going to be on the side of the civilian population, fine. If we're going to be enemies..."

Libert distorted his neat face and tied his lips together softly.

The electorate is becoming a threat to civilians. With the addition of the Marquis here, factional strife will spill over to the adults. If that happens, it could also affect the fate of our people.

Worried about that, Nicolas laughed niggardly.

"Don't look like that. As promised that day, I'll follow you wherever you go."

"... well. Then when the time comes, I'll ask you to move."