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

One day a few days after I was invited to the Student Council Room. I trained Roy and Emma in battle in the courtyard of a separate Rosenberg family home in King's Capital.

Roy, with his sword resting on his back, comes crawling down the ground. For a moment, his contour blew - no, Emma, who was hiding behind him and approaching, jumped to the side.

Roy waving his sword from the front and Emma cutting in from the side. That's the right time to say brothers and sisters.

But my fat muscles are sweet.

Jump into Roy's pocket and slap his arm off the sword before the momentum hits him. A disturbed sword obstructed Emma's path. Eat yourself into that momentary gap, Roy.

As Roy kneels, Emma leaps in, avoiding Roy's sword - but now that it's no longer a pinch, her offense is full of gaps.

I grabbed her wrist, twisted it up, and pressed the snatched dagger against Emma's neck.

"There's a battle,"

"Not yet, master!

Once I bent my knee and saw Roy jump up and I sighed a little.

"That choice is disqualified."

He stroked Emma's neck with a crushed dagger blade and threw away Roy, who was flying away. Continue and hit the dagger on Roy's neck muscle, which fell on the lawn.

"Now Emma is dead, and so are you. I thought you told me that inadvertent resistance only increases sacrifice, right? Don't give up on recklessness."

"Ugh."

Roy, who is in big letters, let his gaze swim.

"So, but... If you give up over there, the lady could be killed, right?

"... I see. Was that your choice?"

This training presupposes the escort of the young lady. Therefore, there are rules such as that we should not be too far off the spot.

But I didn't tell him what would happen if he lost.

"As an escort, I will appreciate your willingness to try to protect your daughter to the end. But there's no point in you dying. Seek the best for that situation."

"Best for that situation?

Roy blinked his green eyes.

I trigger Roy, then I invite Emma to continue the conversation.

"Right...... for example, earlier I hit Emma's neck muscle with a dagger. Do you have any idea what that means?

"You mean Emma died the same way, right?

"Is that all?

Roy said, "Huh? Uh-huh?" and I lean my neck. But Emma sparkled her golden eyes as she listened to her on the side. I turn the water to Emma because I seem to have come to an answer.

"Dr. Cyril could have killed me at any time. But I didn't kill him right away. Maybe you don't want to waste your life, right?

"Yeah, you're right."

I was just moving to repel the two of you. If Roy hadn't accidentally flown over, the field would have been in an adhesive state.

"Of course, adhesion doesn't always work in your favor."

"- Because the Master's reinforcements might show up, right?

Roy follows me, too. When I agreed with that, Roy got a little good at it, and Emma pointed her lips "I noticed that too -".

Even though we're close brothers and sisters, sometimes I smile watching where I burn my sense of confrontation.

"Maybe we'll be at a disadvantage. But that's it if you two become incapable of fighting in that situation. So don't give up until the end and find the best you can in that situation."

The two snort with a strange face.

I said, "Then -" with one foreword. "Even if I could protect the lady, the lady would be sad if they died," she put her hands on both heads.

- And there comes the maid.

He is a maid of honor, Rouchet, who serves as two educators.

"Cyril, you were here."

"Oh, are you running errands on me, not the two of you?

"Yes, this is the report of the investigation you requested the other day."

"I see. One moment please"

Tell Roy and Emma to practice voluntarily for a while. Then I moved to an uninterrupted corner.

"This is the report. But can you keep such an important document with me? Maybe I'll sneak up on the contents ~?"

Luche looks like a jerk as he hands me the report.

"Speaking of which, you didn't say. Sometimes you're confusing false information, so if you misuse that information, you're only waiting for ruin."

"Cyril, I'm scared"

"... is that a joke?

I'll deny it for once, but Luche turns his suspicious eye to "I don't know because Cyril would really do it".

... Well, Luche's right because it's not a lie, it's a fact.

Most importantly, I'm not suspicious of Rouche, I'm wary of all my servants. This maid of honor is someone I trust.

I don't say it because I know how things are going when I say it.

Anyway - and I look at the report. This is the result of my investigation into Fol as a stepping stone to passing Fol's exam.

Unlike when I independently checked Alicia's home, this time it's about the honor of the lady, so I'm using the power of the Marquis Rosenberg family to the fullest.

For this reason, research reports are quite informative for a short period of time.

Run your eyes quickly on that report.

He is now three years in the middle department, with a top graded grade president. He seemed to have excelled originally, but his grades have grown particularly over the past few years.

And its qualities.

I mean, the daughter on the edge of the Count's family - whose identity is the daughter of the King's brother, or royalty. It was cleverly hidden, so I wouldn't have known if I hadn't looked into it in detail.

Is it too much to think that Dr. Tristan didn't tell you about her to let me examine her identity?

Such an idea crossed the back of my brain, but soon I realize it's unnatural. At a time when Foll has been plunging up unscrupulous exams, it is up to me to examine her qualities in detail.

Oddly enough, Chigu... Right, Chigu. Dr. Tristan, or someone, wanted to join our student council, but Foll refused.

It's only hypothetical, but probably not to a large extent wrong.

So I'm curious about the fact that she doesn't appear in the Espressivo of Light and Darkness.

Her birth, specs, any of those take the lead. If she was in the making, the development of Espressivo in light and darkness would have changed dramatically.

Currently she is three years in the middle. Therefore, three years after the game begins, the three years of the High Ministry. Normally, he should belong to the student council, but the student council was partitioned by His Royal Highness Alforth.

There are not so many possible reasons.

For example, I can also see why she turned down the lady.

"Master. Shh, shh, shh! Me, because I won!

"Oh, that's a little cheap! I won before that! Dr. Cyril, I, I'm winning!

The two of you who were working together are appealing to me.

So I got pulled back into reality and I laugh bitterly.

"Cyril, you like me better than me."

Luche said away in a teasing tone.

Of course, I realize I'm admired by both of us. Otherwise, you wouldn't call me a teacher.

But... and I lay down my face.

"Oh, aren't you happy?

"No, that's not why... I just protected the two of you in the name of Lady Sophia. Instead, he's the one who advised the lady not to get involved. It's a little complicated to know if you're eligible for the two favors."

"- Pfft. Cyril said you cared about that? Neither of us is stupid. Cyril is so sweet, she admires you."

Something made me laugh.

"Is it?

"It is. Even if you look like an adult, you're a child."

I knew they laughed at me.

Lunch break is a tea party with your daughter's friends.

The tea party, which has settled in about twice a week, is supposed to serve sweets and tea prepared by me. Because they found out that not only my brewed tea, but also my sweets.

As for this recipe, it does not spread like tea, but is a reward given only to those who attend the lady's tea party.

The sudden spread was due to concerns that the impact was too great.

I might think you can exaggerate with one treat.

I thought so at first, too. But the ladies who heard the shortcake rumors flock in hopes of joining the faction. I have to convince you if you can show me that sight.

Nowadays, the lady's faction has grown considerably. Gathering at the lunch break tea party just became painful, so the faction's gathering tea party was to be held separately.

Therefore, the only participants in the lunch break are basically those whom the lady is particularly gracious.

But as far as I'm concerned, I feel safer when factions get together.

At the lunch break gathering...

"Wow, Mr. Cyril's treats are delicious today."

"My Cyril is a delicious treat."

"Right. I'm sure you're making it with all your heart for Master Sophia. Nice, Master Sophia, I envy you."

"Oh, yeah...?

- and the interaction between Lady Sophia and Alicia continues today. Even though it was likely to develop into a training ground now, Alicia was avoiding it with incredible evasive abilities.

If that's all you have to dodge, don't bother entering the danger zone.

- What a feeling. Looking at the two of them, Lady Sophia's consciousness turned this way. The lady is as easy to understand as before.

I'm a stranger, and I ask him if he'd like a cup of tea.

That's how I get back to class after the tea party. Then afternoon classes. At the end of the day, as usual, Dr. Tristan spoke to me again.

Cyril, the student chairman is here for you.

I almost laughed unconsciously. The student chairman calls you - not the language the teacher uses for his students. I guess you put in an exploration to see if I realized who Foll was.

But I'm not laughing when I'm about to laugh.

I pretended to be unresponsive, so I don't think this reaction has been noticed.

"... they want Cyril to come alone"

"Alone, is it?

Just me without calling the lady. That's all I'm gonna do.

"The student chairman refused to join your student council, didn't he? Nonetheless, I heard you were about to join a student council, and you have a hobby for loving flowers with lizards?

Distant aristocratic rhetoric may be capable of multiple interpretations.

Though Toge seems to be offending Fol, maybe it also makes him include the meaning of the royal blue rose. You're making it look like you're asking if your mouthless daughter likes it, and you're asking if she's going to take it into the royal family, is that the right answer?

Either way, he seems to be asking me if I'm after Fol.

"I am not going to raise anything but a rose from the Marquis Rosenberg family. Until you're doing what it takes to grow that rose."

Student union membership is what the lady wants, so I don't know. It's actually somewhat predictable - but it's also not a lie that I don't know because I'm not sure.

I flushed it that way and headed to the student council to meet Folle.

Student Council Room.

I knocked on the door, and when I heard back, I went inside the room, in the simple office, Folle, sitting on the other side of the system desk, was running a pen on the plant paper.

Somehow, I feel deja vu in this situation. She is not the Lord, but a senior and student chairman. She is a royal daughter, even though she hides her identity.

For one thing, I'll keep a silent eye on Foll, trying to wait.

Sophia, you look no better than a lady. When we are having a conversation, it feels like a sisterhood, but there is an atmosphere of silence.

What brings such a small face to the edge is blonde hair with cherry blossom flavors. Sarah's hair is sparkling and brilliant. If you look closely, your hair tips are shaking even though there is no wind.

Turning his consciousness to the magical side, he sensed a slight stream of magic in the room. If you look closely, light is seeping through Foll's body.

Apparently, he's using wind magic to cool off.

... It's getting hotter lately though, but it's never easy to cool down with the magical wind. The consumption of magic is insignificant, but there is more mental fatigue than that.

It's a girl, and I don't care if you drain your temper rather than scratch a sweat - is that it? If that's what you're going to do, I think you should use an air-conditioned magic guide.

Instead, I wonder if I should fan the maid I refrain from behind her - and when I turned my gaze, for some reason, the maid looked in trouble.

And...

"Koho. - Mmm."

I repeatedly coughed up something. It seemed that Foll was the same person who wondered what was going on, looking suspicious and looking up.

She looked at me like that.

"Oh, why is Cyril here?!?"

They surprised me for some reason.

"Why or what, I went into the room because I got a response from Knock earlier?

"Huh...?

As Foll inquired with his gaze, the maid snorted.

I saw that. Fol shows a bit of a rush. Apparently he didn't intentionally ignore it, he just unconsciously replied and didn't notice me.

"Oh, sorry"

"No, never mind"

"I don't care if you say that. I wish you would have called me."

"Well, let's do that next time."

While answering that way, I wonder if I'm not used to waiting for my servant.

I feel like I'm used to it given her status... Speaking of which, the lady hated to keep people waiting privately, too.

Maybe that's what Fol is for.

"By the way, did you hear you were calling for me?

"Oh, you did. I called to tell you about your exam..."

"You want me to convince the lady to give up joining the student council,?

"If you know what I mean, it's quick."

"- I refuse."

"I haven't even told you why yet?

Folle frowns, rejected by the headless. It is not desirable to block people's lines before what their identities are. It is also natural for her to be dissatisfied.

But I couldn't ask her why.

"I know a few reasons why Mr. Foll doesn't want to join your daughter's student council."

"Then why would you say no? You know it's also for your husband, right?

There was a quiet rage seeping into the words. Again, Sophia, you seem worried about your lady. That way, it narrows down the reasons why she refuses to admit her daughter to the student council.

But that's why there's no reason for me to stop the lady.

"Lady Sophia is not a toddler who walks with her hands drawn to me. Therefore, there is no reason for me to stop your daughter in this one case. It's the lady who decides."

"-"

I can see her blue eyes dyed from anger or red as she stares at me. But I took that gaze head-on, saying that I wasn't going to back down no matter how much I was stared at.

"The lady is not as weak as you think she is"

'Cause that's not a good reason to hurt me.'

"If you want to hurt me senselessly, I will definitely stop you. But it won't."

"... how can you say that?

'Cause that's how I feel.'

Answering firmly, Foll opened his eyes. Then he looks somewhere happy, followed by a troubled face. That's how I sighed deeply at the end.

"... you're just saying you're not going to stop?

"My will remains the same."

"... ok. If that's what you're saying, I won't stop. But you're gonna have to take the exam, right?

"I just want it. Your daughter is already ready."

"Fine. I'll tell you what exams you're going to take."

Foll cut the words there once, then mouthed the contents of the exam.

Whatever the content, you can't fail to defile your daughter's name. I was prepared to succeed perfectly and asked what the exam was about - it seemed more troublesome than I thought.