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

First day of the holidays.

Our pale expectations were void, and Foll was off school. As a result, Alicia finds out about it in the student council room after school and tells her she wants to go see her.

But now not only His Highness Alforth, but Lady Sophia also knows that Fol is royal. I can't tell you to go see him lightly.

Therefore, they answered Alicia's request in silence.

"What's wrong, both of you? My student council buddies are sick, aren't they?

"I know. But Senior Fol..."

Sophia, the lady's words are badly toothed. I suppose you really want to go see him. You guessed that, His Highness Alfors said, "Let's go".

"Does His Highness Alforce know Senior Foll's house?

I don't know anything. Alicia tilts her neck.

Then His Royal Highness Alforce told me that he would guide me and arrange a carriage, but the carriage naturally went into the royal castle...

It would also be impossible for Alicia, who knew the circumstances, to raise her voice without a trace.

Waiting room for the guided royal castle.

We were waiting for permission from His Highness Alforce to install the meeting, but Alicia still can't seem to get out of shock.

"How long are you surprised?

"Yes, because you're royal, aren't you? I'm so familiar with royalty... wouldn't you call me a senior or something, scolded for disrespect?

You seem anxious to look back on your past words and actions, but do you forget that Alicia was treating Her Highness Alfors as a violin practitioner?

Even though the royalty tells me I'm familiar with it, I feel stronger now.

"Don't worry, she can't be angry for that reason. He didn't reveal himself because he wanted me to treat him as a senior, not as a royalty."

"... yes, what is it? Or did Mr. Cyril know?

I can't tell you the details, so I snort. "I know and call you senior... Mr. Cyril is amazing," Alicia muttered when she saw it.

People are, after all, things that become surprisingly invisible when it comes to them.

Since then, permission to pay a visit to Folle has been granted, but there has been a request to divide it into small numbers, and it was decided that me and Lady Sophia would pay a visit first.

That's how they picked us up waiting in the waiting room - Luke and Chloe.

"... Really? Who you serve."

"Oh. Me and Chloe are serving His Highness Forsinia"

That connected me to a lot of things. The identity and purpose of the woman who is Foll's educator. The hypothesis I've been making only brings a little credibility.

But I still don't know if that hypothesis is true. So I was led to Folle with Lady Sophia.

It was Foll's bedroom that led us.

Of royalty - that's also too little for my daughter to live with around her age. Only the journal book she always ran the pen on is arranged on the shelf just to say it was a sign of her life.

In the middle of such a room.

On the princess bed, Foll was only waking up her upper body.

"Sophia, and Cyril. You came all the way here to see me."

"... Hello, Senior Foll"

Sophia, the lady says hello to the lady.

But, Sophia, I can't help but have trouble with your words. Blonde's hair is only dull with a heart, and her face is a little blue and white. It seems painful just to watch.

"Sorry I had to worry about you the other day."

"No, don't apologize. Senior Foll is nothing wrong."

"... you still call me senior about me"

Foll looks a little sad, but more than happy. She shrugged, sorry to be involved, with a smile that seemed to rip her chest off just looking at her.

"... why, why do you say that?

"You know that, right? I can't live long anymore. Yet I've gotten along with you. One day, I knew I'd make you sad."

"What does that mean! Even if one day a sad farewell comes, I will not regret my involvement with Senior Foll!

"... Regret, you didn't?

Foll opened his eyes to surprise.

"You can't be sorry. If I could do that day all over again, I'd choose the way to get along with Senior Foll."

"... thanks. I didn't expect you to say that."

Fol laughs just a little lighter.

Then she started talking about the status quo with the bump. That's not much different from what I was hearing from her maid. I was talking about not knowing if I would have another six months.

I also tried to include an exploration of the disease name, but it still didn't tell me.

It just doesn't seem like you'll be able to sleep all the time like this. Sometimes his condition gets worse, but if it heals, he can work as usual again.

"I have a favor to ask of you. Could you let me perform the theatre on schedule?

"... theatre, is it? Aren't you physically handicapped?

"I guess so. But I want to leave a living proof."

To her sincere wishes, Lady Sophia held her breasts.

"At first I thought the diary was all I needed. But I thought when I heard you guys play something that sounded fun. Not just the diary, but I want to try something that's on someone's mind."

That's why I changed my mind and admitted Lady Sophia to the student council.

I want to be in someone's mind. I don't want to be forgotten.

That must be her utmost resistance, knowing she couldn't escape death. My chest became painful when I felt the sad cry of not wanting to die.

Sophia, the lady looks at me.

I felt like I was being asked for my opinion, and I responded by snorting. As held back by it, Lady Sophia turns her gaze back to Folle.

"Okay. Let's do the theatre on schedule."

"... good?

Fol's blue eyes are opened.

"It's a short period of time, but I got Senior Foll to do very well. There is no reason for me to reject your wish."

"... Glad to hear it. Chloe and Luke are physically handicapped, so they want you to stop."

There are no servants who do not guide the Lord.

But sometimes more than serving someone, the Lord has a desire against his will. Still, if the Lord sincerely desires, I believe it is the servant's duty to fulfill his wishes.

That's why Chloe and Luke didn't try to stop us from seeing each other.

I wonder if Foll understands that, and questions arise as to the servant's position.

... No, if it's her, I'm sure she understands Chloe and Luke's thoughts. Because she looks a lot like Lady Sophia.

If she wishes to keep memories after understanding, there is nothing for others to say.

With that in mind, I took a step back and watched the conversation between the two of them.

Thus, it was decided that the theatre of the Student Council would take place as planned.

However, when my long visit was physically handicapped, the story was to be cut up there... but as I walked away, Foll spoke to me.

"Cyril, my educator is interested in you. Do you have any idea why?

Abrupt - but as expected words. I'm just a little worried about the lady being present, but Foll blurs what's at stake. They seem to take care of the area.

But...

"Before I answer your question, let me ask you two questions. What kind of person is that educator to you?

"For me?... right. Maybe it's you for Sophia."

What do you say yourself, but if you think objectively, it would mean a trusted servant. But if that's all, Sophia, it doesn't have to be me or anything.

Sophia, it's possible that you know what the lady thinks, but Foll's educator means to say 'she', so that kind of nuance wouldn't be included.

For example, it should be considered to contain other nuances.

For example - the relationship between the reincarnated and their godchildren. I also suspect that Foll's educator is a reincarnator and I am a reincarnator. It's likely that Foll knows about it.

But...

"Then that's the second question. Do you know the purpose of the educator?

'Cause you look like her, I guess.'

"... I see"

Meaning because we're reincarnated. But Foll spoke with speculation. It's a nuance to say that the educator doesn't know why he's looking for another reincarnator.

There are several reasons why the educator should not explain the situation to Fol. And if there is a relationship of trust, the reason can be further narrowed.

I didn't recognize it as a realistic possibility at first.

But the words Lady Sophia spoken when she danced for the entrance exam. And the words Fol has just spoken. From those, I see who 'she' is.

So...

"Would you mind letting me talk to the educator?

I can nuance that I'm interested in the educator, too.

"... you say you can satisfy her curiosity?

"Come on. You don't know that unless you listen to me. Maybe I can't help you. But I'd like to talk. Tell me so."

If my hypothesis is correct, the educator should have enough intention.

But...

"Okay. Then I'll make sure she and you can talk after the cultural festival."

That's what Foll said, who wouldn't know what was going on. He trivially tells them that it would be better if they could do it sooner, but he promises to let them like it until the cultural festival.

There are about two weeks left until the cultural festival.

Naturally, 'she' should know that there's not much time left. If you then decide it's okay in two weeks, then I guess you still have a formula in time.

I'm anxious to leave it to someone else's discretion... but I also have a feeling it's okay. You may laugh if you tell others the rationale, but there is a rationale that you are probably not wrong.

So I accepted Fol's proposal and promised to meet 'her' on the last day of the cultural festival.

That night, I was summoned by Lady Grave.

Waiting in the office, he looks grumpy somewhere. As a position to bind the Marquis, I suppose it bears a heavy burden that I can't even bear.

"Cyril, I need to talk to you about something. Let's start with theatre."

Naturally, I tell Master Grave that the lady will play a play.

As he was drowning his daughter, he had managed to vacate his plans if he could appreciate the play, so I thought the business was about that - no.

"The King made an unofficial request. I want the theatre to be a success."

It seems that Foll's sincere wishes entered the king's ear, and he talked about asking his niece to greet him.

He said it was only a public discourse, but after a request from the king, the content. Of course I was forced into a situation where I would not refuse, nor would I be allowed to fail.

Nevertheless, the answer is more than any other Sophia lady is willing to ride theatre.

"I'll take care of it. I'll make sure you succeed."

"Mm-hmm. You'd be relieved if I left it to you. I just want to say... but I must advise you one thing. Whether theatre or not, be sure to weigh your actions down for a while."

I couldn't snort instantly. More importantly, I can't read its intentions as to why it would say that. I gave it a quick thought.

"Don't get involved in the stage with me, do you mean?

I'm only a narrator.

However, the theatre will be centered on royalty and marquis ladies. To say that I will participate in it is a great honor to say that alone.

"No, I won't say that far. This is advice for that. The royal family is watching for the flashy movement. Do you have any idea?

"... Yes. You're talking about His Royal Highness Alforce's temporary educator."

Even though permission from the Queen is out there, it's quite important to be objective. Deacon of other houses, that also holds a child's great mouth against royalty.

It's not strange to have someone to put your face on.

"... no, there will be others"

"No matter, I have an idea... are you saying that's the problem?

The Marquis Butler is busy - and I wonder if that's the story. But Master Grave immediately denied it.

"The royal family is giving us words of gratitude. But that's the problem. The royal family is watching you completely."

"... I see"

There must have been something about pulling it out.

If the royal family pulls me out, I won't be able to stand by Lady Sophia. If you don't like that, don't let them see you any more.

If I were to add, telling me that would have turned down the royal request. Therefore, I bowed my head to thank you for your advice.

… but it is hard to say no to His Highness Alfors' education, given that it is for Lady Sophia's sake now. The theatre also needs to come forward some time in order to succeed as requested by the royal family.

Looks like we're in a pretty rough situation.