Enroll in the middle ministry and find the Lord in his first year. Lymond, determined to do so, just looked into a warrant that might make him his lord.

Its name is Sophia Rosenberg.

Although she is a Marquis lady, she has not reached the age of attending frequent parties. Nonetheless, the rumors are getting so much attention that they reach the civilian population.

Damn, the Virgin who came down to the social world.

While he is only twelve, he has already acquired a standing behavior of adult-face loss and also a flexible thought that corresponds to a stubborn situation.

Of course, just because my parents' Rosenberg Marquis employs a lot of civilians doesn't necessarily mean she herself is friendly to civilians, but she's the best employer candidate I can think of in the current situation.

Whatever she did, let her hire her, Rymond began to make a forecast for the future.

The first opportunity to complete a beautiful future forecast came sooner than I thought.

Written exam for admission to the intermediate department.

A brilliant platinum haired lady who appeared at the venue. She found the Rosenberg Marquis' crest gleaming on her collar, drawing everyone's attention.

A neat face even looks a little more intense. But the expression is soft. A lady who was also convinced that she would be rumored to be the Virgin had a wandering smile.

(I have no hand in missing this chance)

Of course, I know that talking before exams is annoying in itself, but once you're in school, it's very difficult to talk because of the different courses.

If we miss this opportunity now, we don't even know if we'll have the next. Conversely, if we get to know each other here now, that biggest hurdle will be removed.

So Rymond jumped out scolding himself as he was about to be crushed by pressure.

- Master Sophia, you're Sophia from the Marquis of Rosenberg.

Sophia, the lady looks surprised, but her disgust didn't float. I still thought she was a friendly lady to civilians, but something unexpected happened here for Rymond.

"Who is it? You must be rude to the lady. Please."

Because the boy next to the lady broke in.

I can expect to be a butler because of my standing behavior. Dedicated systems in schools come to mind, but that is not the case in this situation, where the entrance exam has not yet been completed.

Probably the butler she brought in from her parents' house.

The butler tries to stop Rymond from approaching.

"Cyril, I don't mind."

"But, lady,"

"At school, I hear they're reciprocal regardless of their status. If so, there's no problem with his behavior, is there? Different?

"Yes, sir."

To the words of Lady Sophia, a butler called Cyril withdrew. Lymond, who was watching that interaction, becomes aware that the situation is unexpected.

The name Cyril sounds familiar. Sophia, that's the name of your lady's dedicated butler.

Being born of prestigious service to the Rosenberg family for generations, I guess he is not doing his Lord any good to have mercy on just civilians.

(If the butler is trying to get the civilians out of your daughter's surroundings, that's a pain in the ass. I think it would be better if I just told her what to do first)

"Me - no, my name is Rymond. Please make me your daughter's dedicated butler."

The lady is surprised as expected, but tells her that's the story of the exclusive system in the school.

The same goes for selling fights against Cyril, the dedicated butler, but if he's trying to keep civilians away, it's inevitable how much he'll bump into each other.

I don't know if he was born of fame, but will he lose the kind of greenhouse growth that he has been promised to be a butler since birth - and Rymond smiled challengingly.

"You can't be inferior to such an unreliable man. I'll prove you're better than him at this entrance exam and show you. So nominate me exclusively then"

"... would be good. If I felt that you were better than Cyril, I would nominate you as my dedicated deacon."

"Thank you, I know!

Thus, Rymond felt a tremendous response in his first contact.

Of course, that's a big mistake, actually turning Sophia at the heart to the enemy, but he doesn't want to know that at this time either.

But it would be premature to call him such a fool.

The information that Rymond can get is too fragmented. Cyril brought up her identity as an inducement to make Sophia deny it, I can't imagine.

Remaining mistaken, Rymond laughs off Cyril's dance grades - not even confirming 51 points for a reason, disputing his becoming chairman like that.

He was to repeat his suicide bombing in abundance and was finally abandoned by his companions.

My people curse me that it's your fault, but unfortunately that was an undeniable fact. That's why I can't stand that reality and get out of the classroom.

Pity, embarrassed, and helpless in self-loathing. It was Cyril, who was supposed to be the enemy, who came to pick up Lymond like that.

Without wanting to show any more pity, Rymond glanced at Cyril.

"... what are you doing? You've come to laugh at me?

"No, I'm here to pick you up."

"Came to pick you up? What are you talking about? Funny, isn't it? You stuck around, you lost like hell, and the others turned you around, didn't they?

"But you didn't run away from your responsibility"

In one of those words, Rymond was struck through the chest.

He was ashamed of his impotence and could not stand the blame and fled. But Cyril testified that what she didn't blame others for was proof that she didn't escape her failure.

I've heard a lot of Cyril rumors since I started setting up parties.

If we consolidate that rumor, Cyril is not the kind of person who looks down on civilians. Even the exams were really full of subjects, but the dance was caused by helping a strange young lady.

Point 1 of 51 contains an extraordinary intention to score more valuable than 100 points.

So I remembered the words of Sophia Rosenberg's freshman greeting.

She said she wasn't the one who deserved to stand here. Many do not doubt it is the word to set up a second prince to be enrolled in the same school year.

But maybe Cyril is the person the school president deserves. No other, maybe that's what Sophia, the president of the school year, feels like.

Until now, I couldn't honestly admit it.

But when I came here and was pitied on myself, the loser, I was finally able to admit that Cyril was the man Sophia Rosenberg's dedicated butler deserved.

At the same time, I regret that it was all too late. If Rymond is going to save his family, he should have asked Cyril for help, but he sold the fight to that Cyril.

It's too late for anything. At the very least, you can leave school cleanly. Decide to walk away thinking so. Yet Cyril said she was quick to give up.

"You... are you telling me that you will give me a chance, the enemy?

"Dr. Tristan would have told you to make a mistake and learn right now, wouldn't he? I know this may sound arrogant, but I think you're already supposed to be frustrated."

What they said and thought was interacting with Dr. Tristan. Unlike Lymond, who neglected to collect information on why Cyril was 51 points, I don't think the teacher knows the details.

Learn by failing.

I don't really think about the meaning of the word and come to the thought that I played a brilliant lethargy.

I feel sorry for myself and I almost cry. But to Lymond like that, Cyril reached out.

"Rymond, join me"

"... to my people? Me and you?

"Yeah, that's right. If you will be my companion, I will spare no effort to ensure that you are employed by some house in the past year. So..."

To be my friend, I've been peeking into Lymond's eyes.

I reach out to my hostile self, naturally. At the same time as I am amazed at the depth of Cyril's nostalgia, I feel sorry for myself for having certified him as such a gentle enemy.

And his chest got hot at his words telling him to be one with such a pitiful self, and Rymond cried over and over again with apologies in his mouth.

On this day's border, there was one more goal for Rymond. It's about catching up a little bit with Cyril, who walks far ahead of himself, and becoming the sort of butler he depends on.

Fortunately, there is no conflict with any other goal. Rymond switches his mind and begins to study as much as possible as a butler like Cyril.

But Cyril's actions far exceeded Rymond's expectations.

For example, the case of the Earl of Earle family.

Everyone knows that the second and third sons of Count Earle, wearing the power of the second prince Kasas, have a tyrannical attitude towards Sofia, a fact that anyone who is gathering any information at all.

In part, there was also widespread speculation that Sophia was allowing tyranny because she was an electorate, but Lymond, who had spoken directly to her, knew that was a misunderstanding.

If it was my esteemed Cyril, I would not have expected to leave the situation alone.

And when the parties left school at the same time, they finally understood that Cyril had set them up.

Normally, there's no way a butler could do this to a nobleman. But Cyril might be able to push them home discreetly for a while. Not as many Lymonds had speculated that such expectations were perhaps included, and they would know that the Earl of Earle family had been crushed.

Naturally, Count Earle's second and third sons also disappeared from the school. I don't understand what the hell is going to turn out like that, but I have no doubt it was Cyril's work.

Now at least, both wings of the Second Prince, the flag of the electorate, were lost.

The second prince will also be difficult to move for a while. Arrowheads who thought so, rumors spread that the Second Prince was not actually an electorate, but rather a commoner.

Besides, it's an aside rumor that Cyril is the second prince's educator.

- How can a butler from another house become a prince's educator?

Probably a cry from the soul by many, not just Rymond.

Besides, that wasn't the end of the rumor. The second prince, who had asked Cyril to teach at the heart of the conversation, said he belonged to the Sofia as it were.

Instead of Sofia naming the Second Prince's faction, the Second Prince naming the Sofia faction. Whatever you think, the sequence is reversed.

At this point, Rymond began to worship Cyril.

I was told that the violin duet by Sophia and Cyril was lovely, and I wouldn't be able to help myself if I wanted to duet with Cyril either.

Anyway, preparations for the school festival began.

At the freshman welcome party, Lymond let go of the honor of working under Cyril himself, but was looking forward to learning under him at the school festival.

Yet Cyril said she would set up a class presidential deputy to focus on student council theatre.

And Luke was chosen to represent the Chairman.

Compared to Rymond, his grades are a lot lower, but he's the first student on Cyril to set up a freshman welcome party earlier. Therefore, I am not dissatisfied that the proxy is him.

But I was dissatisfied with what I couldn't learn under Cyril.

With Cyril joining the student council and taking on even the Prince's educator, I don't know if the opportunity to learn under him will come around. I regretted letting go of the precious opportunity myself.

So when Luke was heard to have learned how to do that as Cyril's aide, he was jealous, jealous, and imprisoned by unspeakable emotions.

But it's also true that if you work for him, you can indirectly learn how to do Cyril.

I'd like to see that job close to him at all costs. Because I thought so, I was really surprised when Luke asked me if I could help.

We reconciled ourselves with those who set up the courtyard, but we remain obsessed with those in charge of the main venue. On the face of it, I didn't think they would let us play an important role, even if we could get along.

"Until you, you're reaching out to me, who was your enemy?

When asked that, Luke laughed bitterly.

If it was Lymond, who couldn't afford it before, he would have bit me as to what was wrong. But Rymond is not right now. I asked him honestly why he laughed.

"No, I'm sorry. I've said something similar to Cyril. Then this is what he said. They're not hateful enemies."

According to Luke, Cyril thought competing in the class was also in the study. And the lapse of the courtyard group was also rooted in the belief that it was his own fault, the chairman.

"... he's a great guy"

Rymond's worship accelerates.

"Not at all. Even in preparation for this cultural festival, the presidential deputy was chosen by me, but I think I intend to deal with it when something happens. But I'm not going to sweeten up a hug situation with you. I need an assistant I can count on so I don't have to bother him. So..."

Give me a hand and Luke will give you a hand.

I was lost for a moment. If you seem to miss an opportunity here, it's another dream of your dreams, such as catching up with Cyril. I shook his hand wondering if I was going to miss this opportunity.

From that day on, Rymond began to move as Luke's assistant.

The first thing that happened was the reconciliation of the main venue group and the courtyard group. Few have left lumps, though there is no salutation that Cyril stood out for taking them up.

To solve that, Rymond did everything he could.

Make adjustments so that everyone can work together and work hard, not with the cooperation of the semblance. What Cyril would do, he put the class together while discussing it with Luke.

But the reason the class came together was unexpectedly an external factor.

It was challenged by Class B that Class A without Cyril, which could not be beaten by the fallen courtyard group and the joint Class A.

That was the hang-up, and the main venue group was excited to show where Cyril could do it without it, and the courtyard group was excited to see what a loss to Group B.

In addition, by this time it was rumored that Cyril had gained connections through Sofia with many nobles, second princes, and leading civilian figures.

Cyril is set on student council theatre, but she will also show her face to the class that day. Inevitably, then, future employer candidates will face the cafe.

Without a hand to miss this chance, the class came together to prepare for the cafe.