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

Three courses exist in the school.

First, a course studied by the aristocratic class, which focuses on imperialism. This includes, of course, knowledge that will be required in the social world, such as courtesy, dance and the arts in general.

This is followed by a course for civilians to learn. This one focuses on economics, etc., and etiquette, etc., is kept to the minimum necessary when dealing with aristocracy.

Finally, the courses studied by those who serve the nobility. Servants will learn a wide range of knowledge in the school because the skills required by the person they serve will change.

For the record, literacy rates and educational standards in this country are never high. Civilians attending Wang Du's schools are positioned as elites among the civilians living in this country.

Each of the three courses I have just mentioned is classed in order of grades. Lady Sophia is Class A of the Noble Course, and I'm Class A of the Servant Course.

Therefore, the lady and I have little chance of making contact even if we are in the same school.

I can take care of my daughter for sending her to and from school, lunch break, etc., but the maid is supposed to take care of her during the holidays and classes.

However, since I haven't been on my side at four or six o'clock so far, it doesn't make me extremely less time to take care of you. It shouldn't feel any different now.

It is more important than that to avoid the execution end of your daughter and lead her to a happy ending. But there are a number of immediate points to be aware of for that reason.

The first thing is not to get involved with the electorate. By engaging with the electorate, we cannot deny the possibility that even if the lady is not darkly corrupt, she will be punished by rubbing off her sins.

followed by good relations with the Second Prince. The lady in the making was executed because she turned the royal family against the enemy. Keeping friends with the second prince can be the key to avoiding execution.

Besides, it's important not to turn the commoners against the enemy. This also concerns the first reason, but if we turn the common people against the enemy, the possibility arises that they will be used by the electorate.

However, being too close to the commoners can also turn the electorate against the enemy. It would therefore be necessary to look at the situation and strike a balance around it.

Nor should we forget not to let the lady fall into darkness. Not without Alicia, not necessarily without someone the lady would be jealous of. We need to watch not to grieve the lady.

Fortunately, the lady and the second prince are in the same A-class. It is obvious that the Prince has a fondness for Lady Sophia, so it will naturally deepen his friendship.

I have something I need to do as I continue to deal with those issues.

In the first place, we in the game were ruined because our people betrayed us in the process of working evil. It's important that I make a trustworthy ally, even though I and my young lady don't work evil right now.

To do so, I need to first establish my position in my class. If I get isolated in my class, I might make unnecessary enemies.

For that reason, the first day of school life began.

I sent the lady to class, and I visited a servant, class A. Many students have already gathered and several groups are able to do so.

As I looked around to join some conversation, I got eyes on my classmate, who was just looking this way.

He looks like a rustic brown-haired boy, but I feel something behind his blue eyes that keeps me alert. There shouldn't have been any important figures on the butler course in the game - and the boy's face blew.

Faster than he understands what that means, he gets teary eyes with his back of his head.

"Eh. Chloe, what the hell!

"Stupid Luke, I'm sure it's because you're jealous and staring at the first person you meet. I'm sorry. Uh... Cyril, right? He's jealous of your grades."

The chestnut-haired girl seemed to win away.

- To do so, he wants to say that a boy named Luke stared at me with jealousy and that a girl called Chloe noticed it and slapped Luke in the back of the head with the meaning to blame.

Strange explanatory tone or a lot of things bothering me...... let's hear it first.

"Sounds a lot like we're close, but do you two know each other from before?

"I'm familiar with stupid Luke. Unfortunately,"

"I see, are you on the verge of corruption"

There doesn't seem to be any hostility towards the girl called Chloe.

The problem was with the boy they called Luke - and when I turned my gaze, I said, "I'm Luke. Nice to meet you," a casual greeting returned.

Cut it off and talk about each other.

They were admitted to this school to serve a certain aristocratic lady, apparently.

Details were blurry, but apparently civilians protected by losing their parents. To put it in a big mess, it just looks a little like Emma or Roy's future.

And, well, that's what we talked about, but I didn't feel hostile at last. Some doubts remain, but basically it doesn't seem like a bad person.

"Well anyway, we're gonna learn in the same class for the next year, thanks"

"Right. Nice to meet you, Cyril."

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you"

Respond with a smile to the two favors. I wondered what would happen when the shadow of the electorate glistened at the admissions ceremony, but apparently life at school is going to be a smooth slip.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats"

Unexpectedly such a voice rises from the entrance. Turning his gaze, a teacher-like middle-aged man was about to come in through an open entrance.

I find myself mildly surprised by the face I remember, but first I have to get to my seat. Especially since I don't seem to have decided on a seat, I quickly sit in an empty seat.

The other classmates, too, instantly took seats nearby. The agile movement around it would be something like class A of a servant course.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my class. To say you're here, you're one of the top elites in this school. I'm no longer a fine servant - did you think I'd say that?

Teachers change attitudes.

I didn't name him, but his name was Tristan. He's my uncle.

A figure raised as a butler to serve the Rosenberg family, but was liked by the royal family in the school where he enrolled as chairman and became the exclusive butler of his king brother.

A very brilliant person, but, as you can see, a person with a personality that is both monogamous and bigamous. You look youthful, but if you were set, you'd have been in your late thirties.

Black eyes on brown hair. Tristan standing on the stage looks about the same as Stills in the game. He is Alicia's target in the Espressivo of Light and Darkness.

By the way, my sister in her previous life was a fan of Tristan's level of cosplay. So when I look at Dr. Tristan, I just remember my sister a little.

It's the first time I've actually seen it around, but it really entails a sinister atmosphere. Sometimes that's just how overwhelmingly popular I was with older women.

He, of such orange descent, stripped his fangs against a freshman he knew nothing about.

"I don't even know if he was superior in the entrance exam, but that's a story in the middle department. If I had a licking idea that I was special, I'd be down in no time."

Being a reincarnator, I know that word is true.

I'm in the next seat of the school year. I undoubtedly boast top grades in my servant courses, but that's nothing more than because I remember being a student in my previous life.

Even if I grew up as I am now, I can't say I deserve to be the lady's exclusive butler. We need to be more sophisticated from now on.

But it seems so because I'm a reincarnator. It must have been an unacceptable fact for many of those who did not. seep something like hostility toward the teacher.

"Whoa, don't look at me like I'm always not convinced of this guy. If you have something to say there, just say it."

"... no, I'm not going to argue with the teacher's words"

That's what the nominated student replied.

Instead of having no complaints, I put up with them because not complaining is the right response - and those truths are clear.

"Then it's an order. I don't care. If you have something to say, just say it."

"... it"

"Look, this is a rare opportunity, okay? Or are you the type of person who can't give an opinion?

"... Mm. If that's what you're going to say, let me tell you, I already work in your mansion. I don't think the technology that I actually worked on and polished would only work in the middle."

"Huh, I see. I'm sorry, but the people around me are causing this."

Slash and throw away his self-esteem with a knife.

"What do you mean?

"If you don't understand, I'll tell you. The only reason you're common is because you're a child and your surroundings are sweet. That's a terrible idea."

"Hey, based on what? What do you know about me?"

Has he been hurt in his pride or does he attract that look?

"I really don't know much about it. But I know he had 83 courtesies and 76 dance grades. And that's all I need to know."

"What do you mean? My score is supposed to be top in the class."

"That's why I'm telling you. It's not a big deal because you're superior in the middle. That kind of exam, a professional servant would get a full score."

"... I guess the teacher picked up a great score."

"Oh, me? I'm a successful chairman of all subjects."

All but me breathed in the words.

The only person who has passed the full score is a narrative grass in this school. Every servant knows that there is only a legendary butler Tristan scouted by the royal family.

The students now understood at this moment that the teacher in front of them was Tristan.

"No way, I don't know Master Tristan, a bunch of disrespect, forgive me!

A boy who was showing an unsatisfactory attitude turns bright blue and bows his head. No one knows Tristan's excellence. Deacon serving the royal family, it's natural to panic if you criticize him like that.

But Tristan looks frightened.

"Hey,“ he said. I'm just a butler - no, I'm a teacher now. Besides, I was chairman of all subjects at the time, but I'm no different than you are now. "

"That's... what?

"At the time, I meant the kid who was thinking about licking how special he was. If you open the lid, it's a series of hardships and failures."

Talk from above with your eyes and rebel, reveal who you are and make the students assume you failed.

In time, let him lean in that he made the same mistake in the past. A vision seeps into Tristan's cunning modus operandi in the eyes of the students who even had hostility until just now.

It's a lot of manipulation.

It would be wild to point out in this stream that Tristan, then twelve years old, struggled with his promotion to the prince's exclusive deacon and their failure so far does not seem to be in the same line.

"Ma'am, for that reason, you're going to make a lot of mistakes. But I don't care. If you fail at school, I can follow you. Try it with confidence."

"Oh, thank you. Best regards!

"Good reply. And I said something tough earlier, but it doesn't make any difference what you're good at. Let's show the others what you're capable of."

He wrote down on the blackboard, "Setting Up a Freshman Welcome Party," in beautiful letters.

"There will be a welcome party for freshmen in a month. Freshmen are supposed to be welcome, except for you servants class A. be given the honor of being entrusted with its establishment"

I see. Is that why you leave it to me to prepare for the party with a welcome meaning? That's a welcome way to go for a servant course.

"You will be responsible for all of that preparation. The result will not only be seen by other servant classes, but also by nobles, civilians, and everything in the same grade."

The sound of swallowing cockroaches and saliva sounded from all over the class. Quite a livestock to come under pressure right after I told my students to fail and learn.

- By the way, when's Cyril?

They called me by name. I answered with my hands up. It's my uncle's relationship with my nephew, but I've never actually seen him like this, so he didn't seem to know my face over there.

"Well, you're Cyril. I hear you flaunted yourself with your exams."

"... I don't recall ever making fun of you in particular"

"Well, let's just leave it at that. Anyway, for the time being, you're the representative of this class. Bring up your classmates and make your freshman welcome party look great and successful."

- Yes, sir.

"Wait! Why does he represent the class?"

Around the same time I responded, I heard a voice of objection.

I turned my gaze. I squeal so much. It was the red-haired boy who raised the objection. It's Rymond, who's been involved in the test venue. Again, they were in the same A-class.

"Why Cyril is the representative? Best grades in this class, because even if you look at them throughout the school year, they're second seats?

"That can't be right! That guy had 51 dance grades!

The class went out of its way. I don't even have to clear my ears. I can hear a guy with a score of 51. What a strange second seat.

The test results of the practical exams were sticking out for each of those groups. I guess the majority of people don't know that I score full scores on all the other exams.

Some people have a meaningful grin, so some seem to know the circumstances, or perceive the situation and shut up. I don't intend to send salt to my competitors, did I just say?

"Hmm... is that the case? And I'm worried about Cyril, too. How could you score 51 points on a hundred-point exam?

I gave up the exam just in half, so the score is half. I guess you're asking me why I'm over the factual full score. But it doesn't sound that way to those who don't know what's going on.

The people around you would have thought even the teacher suspected me of wrongdoing.

It's easy to fit this situation in.

You can tell me why I was 51 points at the dance.

But that's the same thing for Dr. Tristan. If he tells me I'm over the virtual full score, it's easy to put this place away.

Nevertheless, he uttered things that would be misinterpreted as suspecting wrongdoing.

I don't even have to think about why. He provoked without name to induce the students to fail to inspire reflection on inadvertent behavior in under-informed situations.

And now he's also stirring up the students without revealing why my exam was 51 points.

If the first case is a practice question, then this case is an application question.

Learn by failing. And if you fail at school, I'll follow you, he said. In other words, that is his educational policy.

That's why I don't need to be in charge of the teacher's one stick, but if you make me mention that I'm more than factually full, you'll cast a shadow on the lady's chairman.

Therefore, I decided to ride the teacher's thoughts.

"Hey, Cyril. Why do you think?

"Come on... I'm not an exam officer, so I don't know what grades were made"

"Huh. Well... then prove your strength in this setup and show it to me"

I bow my head when I accept.

But some students, starting with Rymond, are not convinced. I appeal to Dr. Tristan to reconsider.

"All right, all right. Then raise your hand if you're not convinced."

About two-thirds of the students raised their hands to Dr. Tristan's inquiry.

Surprisingly few is my candid feeling.

Not so many people seemed to know that I was actually a second-in-command enough grad... did you believe in Dr. Tristan's judgment, or did you just take advantage of so many failures?

That's Class A. We have students who seem to excel.

"Hmm...... well it would be just the right number of people. Set up a courtyard venue for anyone who raises their hand now. The ones who didn't raise their hands set up the main venue under Cyril."

"Yes, sir."

If you want to compete with Rymond to prove your strength, you will come. But Rymond bit me wondering why a large number of us weren't the main ones.

"The class chairman is only Cyril. Besides... wouldn't it hurt if the courtyard venue had a better reputation than the main venue?

Mainly the main venue has many nobles and the courtyard has many civilians.

If the courtyard were more splendid, it would be a problem. And that's when it's bound to be discussed that me and Rymond set it up separately. My honor falls to the ground.

Dr. Tristan himself incited Rymond with his own mouth as if he wanted it.

"Okay. I'll make sure I skin him."

Rymond ate brilliantly.

Instead of assuming class conflicts, it exacerbates them and encourages the students to grow. That's just one thing to say about the Oraora popular character, who was pulled out by the royalty because of his excellence and quirk.

Not bad.

I just thought I needed to follow the lady's intentions and prove my strength.

At the end of the day, the teacher will do it, but there is no way to miss this chance. After showing off your daughter's prowess as a dedicated butler, I'm going to put her class together from here on out.