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

"Si, Cyril, how much, what shall we do?

"Lady, please calm down. You said the messenger had an inside story, didn't you? If you're going to unilaterally blame me for this, I won't put it that way."

A lady is disturbed by a call from the king. The fact that it was not the parents who were summoned, but the Sophia lady herself, would also be an agitation inducing factor.

It is also a matter of parents being summoned to the king, but it cannot normally be considered that a child will be summoned to the king. If the impossible happened, there must be some reason why it's not normal.

However, I was not forcibly summoned, and the messenger took this convenience into account. The king wants to talk inside, and he shouldn't be on his way to the worst.

But no matter how many young ladies are grown up, there is an overwhelming lack of experience. There will be no need to disrupt unforeseen circumstances like this one.

"It's okay, ma'am. I will protect your daughter even if I take her place."

Before the anxious lady, the words spoke naturally.

When I realized I was a reincarnator, as I escaped the execution end, I wanted to help my favorite villain, too - and I should have felt that light.

"... Cyril, thank you. But you can't let Cyril risk her life. So I will do the best I can to myself right now. First... contact your father."

Stretch your spine pins and think about what to do to move into action.

At this moment, too, the lady went up another adult staircase. I'm proud of the lady who can be strong for people, not for herself.

Incidentally, the meeting with the King came early tomorrow morning.

The messenger has suggested that the meeting be held as soon as possible, but this is the result of informing him that he cannot meet the king without parental permission.

I can't get to the Marquis of Rosenberg in a very long day, but fortunately, Master Grave is working in this king's capital. It's possible to get in touch in half a day.

Therefore, as a result of following your daughter's instructions and sending a letter to the Principal to do so depending on the matter - my father, the Principal's exclusive deacon, sent me a reply asking you to deal with it.

I don't know what that means.

Indeed, if you calmly take a step back and think about it, the problem is not that great. Kids quarrel with each other at times. There will be no such thing as being executed for this.

It's not like the felony the lady in the making ordered me to commit.

Therefore, it would be to the extent that you would buy the opponent's unhappiness, even if you committed a lapse in the interview.

But his opponent is the king of this country. There is no way that our Lord or Father can tell how much buying the King's unhappiness affects the future of your daughter.

Even if it was the lady herself who was summoned, it is no wonder or anything that a guardian accompanies her, who is a minor. There is no way that our Lord will not accompany us in this situation.

If I thought so, there was a follow-up to the letter.

Something tells me there's an arrangement between the lady and our Lord. In relation to the arrangement, it says that it is desirable that I deal with this matter.

Arrangements...... what is it?

I have never heard such a story from a lady.

I feel a little lonely, but even the lady will have one or two things to hide. If it's something I need to know, it should tell me, and now is not the time to care.

More problematic than that is what continues to be written.

Because the lady's behavior is so adult, there is a suspicion that the owner is holding back on a series of such things.

Seems like we should deal with it ourselves to get rid of it.

Finally, it said something to provoke you because you couldn't handle that extent and you thought you could stay on the lady's side. You can't back off when they say that.

I communicated the response from the Principal to the young lady and discussed the future response.

The next morning, we took a carriage to Royal Castle.

Now step inside the royal castle, not in the courtyard.

After being checked at the entrance, walk on a bright red deep carpet into the castle. Dr. Tristan showed up somehow as we were waiting for him in the waiting room.

"... why is the teacher here?

"I'm a teacher by the Lord's command, but I'm a butler."

That's why, right now, it's not a reason to show up here. There seems to be something behind it, but he continued, "I hear Your Majesty will see you" sooner than I pry.

"Okay. Well, let's come."

The lady looks at me, but Dr. Tristan shook his head to the side. From here on in, even if they are dedicated deacons, they cannot be allowed to accompany them.

That must be unexpected for the lady. Knowing that I have to deal with a situation where I'm not on my side, a previous crying lady peeks into my face.

My anxiously shaky eyes said they wanted me to follow them. The lady tried to offer me her hand so that she could hold it down with her opposite hand.

The sight is going to be filled with unspeakable emotions.

The lady I raised became much stronger than she was back then.

You can walk anywhere now, even by yourself.

But my role is to protect the lady. Even if it's something a lady can do on her own, I'll take that role unless you tell me you don't need a lady.

So - and I gave her a report.

"This is..."

"It's an amulet. Protect your daughter."

The lady who glanced through the contents is breathtaking. Then take one deep breath by squeezing your hands together. I smiled by the blooming red rose.

"... thanks, Cyril. It'll all be over."

"Yes. Welcome aboard, ma'am"

After the lady came to see the king and left, only Dr. Tristan and I remained in the room.

A large waiting room for nobility is wrapped in painful silence.

... He's just standing in the corner of the room, not putting pressure on me. All I care about is Lady Sophia.

I'm giving you a trump card as a guardian. So I can hope it doesn't suck. But I don't feel comfortable thinking that the lady is facing His Majesty with one small body.

"Hmm. Even you get nervous like that."

"Wouldn't it be natural if the lady had been summoned by the king?

When I said that, Dr. Tristan looked unexpected for some reason.

"Didn't you pull the thread behind this one?

I've heard suspicions that the Lord is pulling the thread, but the suspicion that I am pulling the thread is my first ear. In the first place, I'm twelve the same age as your daughter. Normally such an idea can't come up.

But Dr. Tristan will be my uncle. Given my connection to the Marquis Rosenberg, you must also know that I am the educator of Lady Sophia.

Wouldn't it be surprising if you doubted me more than you knew my grades?

"My role is to fulfill your daughter's wishes. It's not about directing her will. Why does it seem that way, such as when I pull a thread in the back?

"No, I just asked a few questions.... you won't have a hard time wearing it out so easily"

I couldn't seem to solve the misunderstanding.

I was wondering if I should deny it properly, and I said, "I'll get back to you, do you think the lady is to blame for this one?," he asked.

"I think it's possible."

In this case, the cause is undoubtedly the silence of the Second Prince. The next thing I see as a problem is the attitude of the surrounding people wearing the prince's glory, and the words and actions of me and the lady are the next thing I see as a problem.

Therefore, our behavior cannot be a problem if it is meant to be.

But to say that you acknowledge the lady's words and actions would mean to acknowledge the Second Prince's silence. The situation around here makes it quite possible for the lady or me to stick around.

Don't worry about it.

Dr. Tristan said away in a gentle tone.

"Your Majesty doesn't mean to blame the lady," he said?

"Turns out, though. Your Majesty..."

Dr. Tristan swallowed the line.

Because I heard "Your Highness, your waiting room is now -" and "I know, Cyril is here" from outside the room.

Soon after, the door knocked and I heard a voice saying, "Cyril, it's Alforce".

"- Your Highness, what has been done?

Dr. Tristan answers by opening the door.

"I want to talk to Cyril.... Wouldn't you give me some time?

Without having to think about one thing at the Rose Garden, it is insane in itself for His Highness to come and see me himself only as a servant. It is normal to follow the formal procedure if it is meant to be and call it in.

But Dr. Tristan didn't try to flatter me either. It would be because the second prince looked different now and had a serious flavor somewhere.

"Lord Cyril, would you listen to His Highness?

"... if you don't mind when I do"

Respond as a formal request through Dr. Tristan.

Now my chances of being blamed for being a past imitation have dropped dramatically. Probably Dr. Tristan's driving, caring for me.

If that's the case, I'll take a seat as a prince's talker, not a butler.

A teacher, Dr. Tristan, brews tea as a butler, and I, who is supposed to be a student, sit opposite the second prince. It's a very chaotic situation, but the second prince cuts out the story early, whether he hasn't noticed or can't even afford to notice it again.

"Cyril, I want to hear it because you're the one who advised me then. How could I have offended Mr. Sophia?

He was anxious to see his favorite opponent angry. I think it's great to have that sense of crisis, but it doesn't make sense to ask me that.

"It is true that the lady got angry, but it was the sons of the Counts who made the cut. So I'm not angry with your Highness."

It will be disappointment, not anger, that I held against His Highness, who does not try to cope - and I will not speak of it. It's beyond what I can answer for being your daughter's servant.

"... Is it true?

"I swear, I'm not lying"

"Right..."

I guess I have a sense that I made my daughter uncomfortable. Even if I deny it, the look on the second prince's face won't clear. Instead, you don't know what to do and you look in a hurry.

"... may I ask you something?

"What?

"Why would you ask me that, and I'm only the butler elsewhere?

"I heard my educator taught me a lot of lies. Honestly, I don't know who to trust right now. But you're Sophia's educator, aren't you?

"... I see"

I don't know why you know I'm Miss Sophia's educator, but as someone that Miss Sophia would talk to, I'd say she was indirectly trusted.

"I understand why you asked me. So why do you ask such a thing?

Sophia, I wonder if you'd even like to know how to make up with the lady. But the second prince slipped his neck and said, "If you do something wrong, it's natural to try to make it right, right? I said."

The Second Prince is - No, His Highness Alforth is not just immature and foolish. Rather, like a lady, she looks like an uplifting child.

Even if there are children who can behave as they are taught, there are no children who can make their own decisions and move.

He looked stupid because the educator was teaching him lies. His Highness Alforth was only faithful and behaving as he could be taught by an educator.

I just found out that I'm the only butler elsewhere who can't be allowed to intervene. It would be appropriate to advise you to rely on your chosen educator.

But - what happens once happens more than once unless the cause is removed. I do not know if such an educator will guide His Highness correctly.

His Royal Highness Alforce is, during the making, the destiny counterpart of the lady. Even considering the appearance and talent of the lady and her family, she is likely to be proposed by the royal family.

His Royal Highness Alforce is at the head of the opponent who may be the lady's companion.

Even if not, given the position of Marquis and Prince, we will continue to be involved. The trouble with His Highness being immature is none other than Lady Sophia.

Well, then...

"Your Highness, would you like my advice? No matter how harsh it is."

- Lord Cyril.

Dr. Tristan tries to stop it, but no other His Highness blocked it.

"It doesn't matter how tough it is. Honestly, I must have pissed Mr. Sophia off, huh? What was I supposed to do? No, what are we supposed to do now?

"... then go straight to the point. Sophia, the lady is not angry with Her Highness. But don't be disappointed in His Highness for leaving your surroundings alone."

"-"

Was it His Royal Highness Alforth or Dr. Tristan who breathed? Probably both. But I'm not going to shy away here any more than I decided to speak for the lady.

Ask His Royal Highness Alfors to acquire a upbringing that is only commensurate with the lady.

"Remember I told you before that Your Highness looked like an electorate?

"Oh, sure. But I suppose I denied it, didn't I?

"What matters is the part where it looks that way. That's a far-fetched warning to be careful what you say and do because it looks like that from around you."

"... did you? Then why didn't you tell me?

"You can't possibly say"

I shook my head to the side in a sigh to show it. Dr. Tristan, who is listening on the side, is convulsing his temples, but he is not yet trying to intervene.

If you don't stop it, uncle, you're guilty of the same crime - and you open your mouth again by building your own theory in your head.

"You are a prince and I am a civilian butler"

"But it shouldn't matter who you are in school, should it?

"That stuff is just pre-construction. At the very least, if the person above does not show that they are reciprocal, the person below cannot behave reciprocally. But His Royal Highness Alfors..."

"He tolerated the tyrannical behavior of Zilcliffe and Sarjes, he said. Well, there are a number of things that come to mind when you ask me. Sophia let you down..."

His Highness Alforce dropped his shoulder.

Even if that's the right argument, it's the humans who would want to say one of the objections if they told him so far, but he doesn't even show such a bare gesture of fine dust.

On the contrary, I said I was sorry for the inconvenience.

That's Espressivo's main router for light and darkness. Even now, immature, he probably has enough qualities to grow into a prince who deserves to be attacked in three years.

"What can I do?

"It's about learning to understand your position well and understand distant interactions"

"How can I regain Mr. Sophia's trust?

"... can I be honest?

"Absolutely. I'm ready."

It's the kind of look that made my anxiety and expectations go away, but I have to say my recognition is still sweet. Not for His Highness, but for Lady Sophia, I decide to be ready to tell the truth.

"Trust is what you get from a stack of actions. You have not been trusted from the very beginning when you were innocently self-absorbed without sensing the ambient air."

"............... yeah, right"

It wasn't strange to be convicted of indecency.

Now, Dr. Tristan is pulling his face apart. His Royal Highness Alfors has no voice at all.

But His Royal Highness Alforce endures not with anger, but with tears. I have the self-control the prince deserves and the heart to listen to others.

His Royal Highness Alforce will eventually be a nicer prince than he appears in the game.

So...

"... so we just have to build it up"

"Are you gonna tell me it's not too late?

Light dwells in the eyes of His Highness Alforth, who was desperate. I nodded vigorously to make him braver.

"His Highness did indeed make a mistake. But that is by no means an irrevocable failure. If you make an effort to feed your failures, your daughter will acknowledge your Highness and put her trust in you slowly."

"If I... could I be?

"If you make an effort, destiny will always be on your side"

If he, combined with his identity and appearance, was reborn into a strong and gentle prince, apart from his immaturity, the lady will surely acknowledge it.

"... ok. I'll listen to my surrounding voices and try my best from scratch.... and if you don't understand, can I talk to you?

"If Your Highness wishes. - But please protect your next manners from now on?

"Ugh, okay, Cyril."