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

In aristocratic societies, roles are broadly divided between men and women.

Men encourage politics and women encourage networking in the social sphere. It is the general idea of the nobles to protect their territories by combining them. This involves circumstances due to the hereditary system… let's discount the details. What matters is the fact that there are exceptions to everything.

And, Sophia, it's likely that the lady will be the exception to that.

Until now, we have let the social community focus on the knowledge it needs, but from now on we need to let it learn from a political point of view as well - and Master Grave has made a point of view.

This is my speculation, Sophia, but I'm guessing you put the lady in a candidate for the Marquis' inheritance.

Therefore, I decided to give Lady Sophia a a look at the town in the name of social studies. If you're going to move your men someday, it's important to know how the scene is moving.

What I asked of my daughter in this social study was to predict what the impact would be on her surroundings by creating a café that handles crepes and minimizes the negative effects.

Therefore, due to the increase in the price of the surrounding land, he found the most likely dining room to be targeted and thought it was passed at the time he sent Roy and Emma in.

But that's not all Lady Sophia did. At the same time, he intervened in wholesale stores to spread the ingredients that would become new products to nearby restaurants.

Cafes for the wealthy and cafeterias for the masses do not attract guests.

Therefore, it was also possible to determine that it was an excessive care… What the lady spread was the potatoes that were beginning to grow in the Marquis of Rosenberg.

Sell new ingredients from the Marquis of Rosenberg while contributing to the sales of the dining room.

In the meantime, he asked himself how he would cook a new ingredient called potatoes, but he ensured reliable personnel in wholesale new ingredients to the town in the future.

Sophia, the lady said she hasn't done it yet, but she's doing it well enough. So much so that I'm going to forget that your daughter is only in the middle of a year.

While I'm satisfied with the outcome, I'll get to the end of this one.

That is how it came about is the Dark Alliance in Slam Street.

Only one of my no-names welcomed me.

Apparently, you stopped using Shadow Men in front of me.

"Cyril, what can I do for you now? This isn't a good place for a kid like you to come in and out a lot, is it?

"Oh, aren't you confident in subordinate control?

"You're still a mouthless kid."

Of course, if it becomes clear that I'm in and out of here, I've taken care of it. But in the first place, only the Dark Alliance guys know I'm in and out of here.

Not to mention only a handful of people know who I am. So if the no-name holds my men tight, I don't have to worry about it spreading that I'm in and out of here.

I meant to say I trust my no-name arm, but apparently it was taken ironically.... Well, I don't deny it's a sarcastic return.

"This is an errand I came here for... see this copy"

"This is... the corrupt soldier's book and... the name of the mastermind, is it?

A no-name glanced at a copy of the document and frowned.

Normally, I end up with lizard tail cuts, and there's no such thing as a mastermind name. Nevertheless, it would be because the name of the nobleman the corrupt soldier was dealing with in the back is written.

By the way, that nobleman is a mature Viscount who made a fortune as a merchant. But it was the son who actually intervened, an electorate student belonging to the same school as the young lady.

It is also the identity of the student who asked Isabella to harass Lady Sophia. Isabella, who became an agent of the Marquis Rosenberg, just checked it out. So I was predicting and monitoring that the student would hang a little on Lady Sophia again.

Therefore, I grabbed Shippo in this case.

"So... what do you want me to do?

"Don't let them get their hands on the dining room again, or use the guild's hands to keep a close eye on them"

"Of course I don't mind that, but is the mastermind going to leave you alone?

"... that's an interesting joke"

Deceiving noble names is a felony. Not to mention, Sophia, there is no room for circumspection for anyone who tries to tarnish the name of the lady. I'm not going to let you rustle because you don't have enough evidence.

However, unlike when Count Earle this time, it is only the child who has hung a little, so I intend to leave that disposition to my parents.

Once the evidence was in place, the child committed a felony that would not be strange if the clan were involved. It is a loan to them to say that they do not treat it as a snack and leave it to them to dispose of.

If it's someone who understands it and deals with it exactly, it's good. If you want to deceive me and strip me of my hostility, I ask you to follow the same fate as Count Earle.

But as far as gathering rumors is concerned, he seems quite personable, so he'll probably be the former.

"Make a high loan to your parents, and let them never let Lady Sophia give you a little again. That would be reasonable."

"... Damn, you're a horrible kid"

"I just don't want to waste more enemies on Lady Sophia."

That is not the case if we say that if we eliminate all our enemies, we will be at peace. Eliminate enemies and they will create such enemies. Because even if you are the enemy of a lady, it doesn't necessarily mean you are the enemy to your allies.

Besides, we don't have to get along just because we don't rule it out.

A more powerful aristocrat, my daughter is now close to the royal family. Because there are as many nobles who want to get along with the Marquis Rosenberg like that.

Anyway...

"That concludes the Viscount case. I'll pay you as usual, thank you."

If I tell you the truth, the Viscount's case is only at hand. It's unlikely you'll do anything on this, no matter how you fall, more than you hold on to your opponent's weakness.

Still, I came to the Dark Alliance because I had nothing to do with it.

"For the record - can I see Roy and Emma's parents?

"... did those guys want to see their parents?

"No way. Those two still resent their parents."

Emma has roots in the fact that only she was sold to the Dark Alliance by her parents.

You have come to learn all sorts of things at the Marquis Rosenberg family, and you may understand that your parents had circumstances, but not long enough to swallow the sold facts.

Roy doesn't mean he was sold, but he has a precious sister at his root.

Same here, same as Emma.

Even if I found out about my parents' distress, it would still take me a while to swallow it all up.

But Roy and Emma aren't the only ones scratched in this one.

So - and I asked to see my two parents again.

After waiting in a separate room for a while, Roy and Emma's parents came to the room.

The two are said to be protected by a dark guild and given a job. I should have a much better life than before, but that look seemed pretty exhausting.

That's why I have a slight fondness for those two. Because the status quo between the two of us is circumstantial evidence that we didn't just sell Emma because of our cuteness.

"Gilmouth told me you had a valued customer coming... you are?

The couple throws a bewildered look at me. The way you speak to your valued guests - I don't know what to say. This is normal in the Dark Alliance.

And even though I'm wearing fine clothes, I'm only a young child.

If it comes down to being looked down on, we need to make it right for each other, but otherwise we don't need to make a blind eye. And I said, "Yes," and I advised them to take their seats.

"Well, let's introduce ourselves first. I am a butler who serves a certain nobility."

"Oh, your noble butler...? What's that got to do with us?

Apparently, the two of them don't even know their children were protected by nobility. I thought there was nothing like divulging information without darkness, but no name is better than I thought.

"Let's just say it's straightforward. Roy and Emma are now under the protection of our Lord."

"- Is Roy and Emma safe?!?"

Father gets up with his hands on the van and desk. Following that, her mother has also turned a blind eye. So I control myself by gesturing to calm down.

"You two are safe. Under the shelter of my Lord, I take responsible care of you. But I can't have you two meeting right now."

"Why!?"

"... why? Are you gonna tell me we forgot what we did to the two of us?

Exposing the vegetarian self and staring quietly, the two breathed.

What's on that face is a feeling of remorse or a consciousness of sin... either way, I'm pretty sure I didn't happily sell it off.

But that's why we need you two to understand the facts.

"I understand your distress."

"Well, then..."

"Still, it doesn't change the fact that you guys sold Emma off."

"That, is..."

There will be as much to say.

If I hadn't sold Emma off, my family, including Roy, would have gone and fallen. It is likely that Roy, a man and a child, would not be given a job, but even a child could be given a job by Emma, a woman.

But they didn't talk about those possibilities.

So - and I go on.

"Let's say it again. I intend to understand your distress. But it's impossible to accept Roy or Emma right now."

I cut the word there once and turned my gaze to see how the two reacted.

At the next moment, a risen father came around the table. I tried to cope with it, but I mess it up without even a gala.

For he was weeping without eyes.

"... I know. We hurt them. That's painfully clear from when Roy took Emma away. But still, they're important children to us!

"Of course, I know that. So..."

I couldn't even tell everyone.

Because similarly a tearful mother came stuck from the other side.

"My husband is right. We did terrible things. I can't help but be scolded for hating me. But still, please, at a glance, let me see those kids!

They didn't even listen to me, and they crawled all over the floor.

A good old adult sits down in tears without a human eye. I don't think you're going to take that personally. Instead, I even think I respect the two people who love their children that much.

So...

"I understand what you two are saying. So raise your face."

That's what I say, but you two don't try to look up. I guess you're not going to give up until you take the word "let me see you" from me.

So I blame myself for the detours and sigh small. This is my mistake I didn't realize that far-fetched rhetoric would not work for them.

"We're not going to let them see you yet, but over time, you'll both be able to swallow a lot."

The two of them looked up at the words.

"If not now, will you let me see you both!?"

"Yeah, I'm going to."

I don't know when the two of you will be able to accept reality. But I believe teaching that my parents didn't hate the two of them is necessary for their emotional education.

And one more thing.

"Besides, I can't have you two meeting right now."

The two of you who heard my suggestion opened their eyes and burst into tears.

Then just one day for a week or so, I was reading the report in the office. Then Luche, who brought the tea, looks surprised.

"Cyril, what are you nibbling at from earlier?

"What's a nigga... I'm always nigga. I don't want you to tell me?

Returns sarcasm to Luche's light mouth. But she didn't care. She asked me what I was looking at. It is as free as ever.

However, this report is not irrelevant to Rouchet either, so I will give it away.

"May I see it? Yeah...... oh, that's a survey report around the dining room where Roy and Emma are doing social studies. It seems it says there is no particular problem...... what is this?

"It was a couple who worked for the Dark Alliance who wrote it."

"... couple?... Well, maybe..."

Push your index finger against your own lips toward the luche you feel something.

There was a nobleman who happened to hang a little in the dining room where the lady sent Roy and Emma. A member of the Dark Alliance who hired him as that surveillance happened to be an associate of Roy and Emma.

This is just the story.