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

After the play, me and Lady Sophia took a quick trip to the royal castle. His Royal Highness Alforce and Alicia sent me to see how Foll was doing.

I was also worried about the possibility that they would refuse to see me shortly after I fell, but my permission went down without any problems. That's how I visited Senior Foll's bedroom, she had her upper body up on the bed.

She's the only one in the room, but there are some signs in the next room. I didn't realize it last time, but perhaps those who serve as Foll's escorts are holding back.

I know one of those signs.

"Sophia, Cyril. You're here to see me."

I can't say he looks good, but Foll can flaunt his expression.

I saw that, Sophia. The lady breathed relief.

"I was worried to hear you fell, but you look better than I thought"

"I'm sorry to bother you. Besides, I'm off the play because of it... and I heard Sophia played me a heroine, but is she safe?

"Oh, that's..."

Sophia, it's rare for a lady to be a werewolf.

Last scene of theatre. In the end, the lighting was dropped on the verge of kissing - but it looks like Lady Sophia hasn't recovered from that shock yet.

Perhaps the punishment has passed a little.

It's not hard to imagine getting into Foll's ears later from around Tristan, but you don't have to bother to provide a topic and hang out with root digging leaf digging questions.

"The young lady was a fine substitute for Senior Foll."

Interrupt the conversation into an interrupted gap and communicate it as an objective feeling.

Sophia, I tried to divert my consciousness from what was wrong with the lady, but Foll let her eyes shine like a hunter with prey hung on her.

"Oh, I'm telling you, like other HRs, you played Prince Sophia, too, as Al's understudy, didn't you? What happened to the last scene?

Apparently, they've also already received reports about the content of the theatre. I didn't move my expression, which I predicted as a possibility, but Lady Sophia was stunningly upset.

"La, is that the last scene?

"- Of course, we're done as planned. There was a mistake in someone's mess and the lighting fell late, but that's all."

Rip out Foll's speculation.

Even in the ears of the electorate, it could be rumored that the lady was injured. Therefore, stab the nail on the grounds that it was Dr. Tristan who delayed the lighting.

If something goes wrong, it means holding Dr. Tristan accountable.

Of course, that wouldn't actually happen. But, Sophia, I won't let you make fun of the lady. If you intend to tease me, it is a restraint to be prepared to fight back accordingly.

That seemed to convey accurately, and Foll shrugged his shoulder just saying it was a surrender.

"Okay. The play's over, that's what I'm talking about."

"Yeah, you're right."

Alicia noticed the awkward part in the sudden change of roles, but the atmosphere was very good. His Royal Highness Alforce also had a clogging part by the way, but played a dignified role in the narration.

Lady Sophia, needless to say, I did my part without difficulty.

Lady Sophia tells me I'm humble in my descent of no difficulty, but for the first time, I report that everyone's acting had reached the level of the cultural festival offering sufficiently.

Having finished listening to the story to the end, Foll laughed somewhere lonely.

I've come this far with you. I have no doubt that she's one of us. But still, I guess you miss not being able to get on stage that's supposed to go up.

So I nodded at Lady Sophia as planned.

"Senior Foll, look at this"

Sophia, the lady gives you a piece of paper.

"Is this... a selection result?

"Yes, the student council theatre was chosen in a review to select outstanding groups for the Cultural Festival"

Foll slipped his neck.

On the first day of the cultural festival, I also wondered why that was happening in the middle of the afternoon. But if you read the papers, you'll see. That's the news that the student council has been nominated.

Therefore, the prize is not being finalized at this time. I believe you'll probably get the best, or at least the best, award, but it's also possible that you won't actually even get the best.

In that case, I plan to have a theatre award made at the Cultural Festival, which is the theatre department.

I can't use power to make embarrassing imitations that change the selection results, but it's acceptable to use power to create prizes that aren't obvious.

The truth is, what a good name. Whether it's a shame award, a participation award, or anything. I just wanted a memorial that she worked with us on the play.

And as a testament...

"My, what's my name...?

Documents to be submitted to the jury. He writes with Forsinia to representatives of theatre by student councils. I find it. I turn myself around like Foll is confused.

"But me, I'm not on stage..."

"It doesn't matter. Senior Fol is our student council representative. I won't let anyone tell you that's wrong. That stage is definitely the one I created with you."

Sophia, the lady assures you.

When he hears that, Foll inadvertently strays his gaze. But I'm sure it didn't hurt your mood. Shizukuishi, glittering, fell down her cheeks as she turned away.

"Oh, God, if they say that, I'm gonna cry."

Turning this way again, she is soaking those cheeks so wet that she can't hide them. She smiled happily with a look on her face that made her sad just to watch.

"Thanks for the lovely memories at the end" -.

"I was able to keep it in your minds. With this, I'm not afraid anymore. With this thought in my heart, I will laugh to the end."

"No, don't say such sad things!

"I'm sorry, but it's getting shorter and shorter between falls. I think I can still live for a few months, but I don't think I can use my strength anymore, like in theatre."

"- No, no, no! Don't say that!

Sophia, the lady weeps and wastes like a child. That must be the first year-to-year look you'll ever see besides me. So much for Senior Foll, I guess.

So I've been rooting for it. I'm the lady's only butler. The role is to drain the ordeal and lead her to happiness. I wait for Lady Sophia to rely on me.

"... Cyril ~"

A sobbing Sophia lady clinging to me like I was a kid. That's why I was like that day, "Ma'am, what's wrong? inquired."

"You know, I... no, I..."

The lady hasn't lost sight of her position, even if she cries like a child worthy of age. I understand that if you talk about a difficult problem, you'll get me in trouble, which is a dedicated butler.

The lady, who was supposed to be a villain's warrant, grew up to be a sweeter girl than anyone else.

But at the same time...

"Lady Sophia, you're underestimating me."

"... underestimate, is it?

"You've been crying to me before, haven't you? At that time, I believed in Lady Sophia. So... trust me this time."

Sophia, the lady opened her eyes.

You must have realized what I was talking about. He peeks into my face with a face that looks like he's made up his anxiety and expectations.

I took the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears in his eyes.

"... good? Believe Cyril, I don't care if you do me a selfish favor... okay?

"Of course, ma'am. I'm not saying I can't do anything wrong."

Dedicated butler of Sophia Rosenberg. Declare it hung by its name. You felt my seriousness, Sophia. The lady opened her mouth with a snack.

"Then... then... help Senior Fol, help Senior Fol!

"Is that an order?

"... yes, it is. Cyril used to say that any wish would only fulfill one, right?

"Yes, I did say that"

"Then we will use that right. Sophia, daughter of the Marquis of Rosenberg, commands Cyril. Save my best friend, His Highness Forsinia!

He pushes anxiety to death and says it with a blooming rosy height. Sophia, if the lady sincerely wishes, she doesn't need any other reason.

"- As the lady says, let us save His Highness Forsinia and show her."

I humbled myself before the Lord, who grew up every day.

At that moment, Lady Sophia weeps out of relief. The lady trusts me with all her heart. I'm sure she'll believe me when I say I'm a reincarnation from another world.

But I'm not. Fol's got a kick out of it.

"Cyril... I didn't think you were such a quick liar to find out"

"No, Senior Foll. Your perception is not wrong. I am not a liar that you would soon find out, as you thought."

"- What, what are you saying! You lied to her now! Don't you see how I can console you with such lies and make you unnecessarily sad later!?"

Reveal your anger by the blaze.

I'm supposed to be sad myself, Sophia, but I'm worried about the lady. After all, she is a sweet girl. Reflect on saddening her with such a misunderstanding.

"I'm sorry I misled you. But I'm really going to save you."

"What... eh. No kidding! I'll never be cured. I'm dying! That's what all the pharmacists in this country said, even my educators!

"The educator -- you mean Dr. Tristan?

Foll trembled.

I'll remain silent, but that reaction is enough. But a Sophia lady, unaware of the circumstances, said, "Wasn't Senior Foll's educator a woman?," he asks.

Exactly.

On several occasions, Fol called the educator 'she'.

"If you swallow Senior Fol's words, the educator will be a woman."

"... you mean Senior Foll was lying,?

Incorrect.

But I laughed vaguely when I said it would make the conversation easier.

"... if my educator was Tristan, what is it?

"No, it's just confirmation. I wonder if I can really save you."

"What... are you saying?

A baffled foul asks, but I still can't tell you everything. After a little thought, I decided to talk about the teacher's purpose.

"You didn't know why your teacher was looking for me."

"... that's what you're saying?

"I lay down my purpose to you because it could have delighted me. But I'm not worried about that anymore. - Isn't that right, Dr. Tristan?

Ask for signs across the wall. Perhaps you were prepared to respond from the moment I uttered his name. The hidden door opened and Dr. Tristan showed up.

"... Doctor, why?

Before the bewildered Fol, Dr. Tristan humbled himself.

"I'm sorry to rub your mind on so many things, Miss Foll. But don't worry about it anymore. Cyril will surely save you."

"... what are you talking about?

"The truth is, I was planning on putting some more steps on it before reporting it to you... Miss Sophia, or even thinking about your spirit, it would have been reasonable to open it up here"

"I'm not asking you that. I didn't help!?"

Foll looked like a crying laugh.

She was heard that she could no longer help and was about to give up on all sorts of things. They suddenly tell me it helps, and I guess I have a swollen emotion in my chest.

"Your disease is incurable, that's for sure. But with him, we should be able to reduce the symptoms perfectly."

"... if Cyril were here?

Not only Foll, but even Lady Sophia turned her gaze on me, so I responded by smiling back.

"Lady Sophia, Senior Foll. I'd like to talk to Dr. Tristan a little bit about future treatment, would you mind if I took my seat off?

"Huh? Yeah... I don't mind."

Sophia, a lady sees a foul that doesn't seem convinced. But, Sophia, lady asked me that way, and I'm not a fol who can say no.

"I don't know what it is, but if you say I'm gonna help, do what you want"

Something threw back at me. I may look a little like Lady Sophia when she stubborn. With that in mind, I take my seat off with Dr. Tristan.

It was then the lab that Dr. Tristan brought me to. He was in Dr. Tristan's lab developing medicines to suppress Foll's symptoms.

I sat properly in that lab chair.

"- So, what the hell are you gonna do to me?

Stop acting like a butler, expose the vegetarian self and ask. In contrast, Dr. Tristan blinked.

The reaction was strange and the laughter dropped unexpectedly.

"What a face, it doesn't seem"

"No, you'd be surprised. You didn't even understand what you could do, did you, Miss Fowl?

"Oh, yeah. But... you're not wrong.

Foll's educator couldn't figure out why he was looking for a reincarnator. But let's just say the educator is right, someone like me.

If I were Fol's educator, my sweet godson - that wouldn't involve Fol, who was supposed to die soon, in the search for a reincarnator.

If I were to get involved, only when I had a good reason to.

There is no reason to involve Foll, who has only six months to live, in the search for the reincarnated. But if we're going to save Foll, who has only six months to live, it could be a reason to get involved in the search for the reincarnated.

I wonder if I have the knowledge to save Fol.

If that's all, I can do as much as I want. But even if I had the knowledge to save Fol, it wouldn't make sense if I didn't try to save Fol.

Then what can you do to make me save Fol?

The answer is simple. Makes me want to save Fol myself. Or you can make Lady Sophia wish you could save Fol.

In other words, the purpose of "she" is to create an environment where I try to save Fol while making sure I have the knowledge I need.

From the moment we joined the student council, it was exactly what 'she' planned.

But that alone doesn't tell me if I can actually save Fol. So I thought about the possibility that other reincarnates could save Fol, who couldn't be saved by her.

If you are a doctor in the world of previous life, you may be able to deal with the incurable diseases that exist in this world.

But I don't think 'she' is looking for a doctor. It's too unlikely that a doctor is a reincarnator, and if you're looking for a doctor, you should do something that confirms your medical knowledge.

But it was another area where 'she' had put exploration through the class.

I mean, what 'she' wants is that knowledge.

"I can understand you didn't want to please her or anything and became cautious, but I thought you had a few other means - sister (...)"

'She' hoisted the edge of her mouth to the words she told with certainty.