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

"Hey, Rouchet. What are those people doing?

Sofia lady who became my lord the other day leans her neck with coterie. Following his gaze as he was healed by the figure, the knights serving the Marquis Rosenberg were training bare-handed combat.

"That's jujitsu archery, isn't it? They use their power to throw everything away."

"Give me the power of your opponent... whoa"

In front of us, a little knight threw the big man with Pawn. That's how he hangs and holds onto the opponent with his back on the ground.

Looking at it, the lady uttered a hell of a thing.

"Can Sophia do it too?

I frown that the lady has become interested in a tough thing.

It is not uncommon for your daughter to learn the art of escort. But that's only after I'm a little bit more otna. There is no way that a Sofia lady, who is still less than double digits old, can be taught in jeopardy, such as escort.

That's what I thought.

"Hey, hey, Cyril, Cyril, sophia with the jujuju? Tell me."

"Yes, sir."

"Are you sure?!?"

Cyril, who came across me in the hallway, agreed with me in two replies. Sophia, you're supposed to be the same age as the lady, but for some reason, I don't think that's what my boss said when he was so grown up.

"Hey, hey, Cyril, come here"

I grab Cyril's arm and pull her a little further away from the lady.

"Cyril, are you going to teach your daughter how to protect herself?

"Luche, you can put it on me, both public and private, but don't take that attitude in front of the lady"

"Sorry - not, no, I'll fix that, but I'm not. Sophia, what are you thinking about teaching jujitsu to your daughter? It's dangerous."

"No problem because I see it"

"I'm extra worried..."

"Besides, I already have my father's permission to do this."

"Is this what you mean..."

I have no idea what that means. I don't know, Cyril's father is your Lord's dedicated butler. If he gave you permission to do that, it must mean there's really no problem.

"... to?

I wondered if there was a sound with the pasin, and my vision was crunching upside down. And the next moment, I'm gonna fall off my back somehow when I'm supposed to have been standing.

And - Pough, and the fall slowly stopped.

"How about that? It's not particularly dangerous, is it?

Cyril is peeking into my face. On the verge of saying what the hell I was talking about, I realized I was lying on my back.

No, they're holding the princess, to be exact.

... Oh, well. I was thrown, wasn't I? But I think I fell quite high...... Could it have been thrown quite high?

Or, Cyril, you have long eyelashes on a man's leg. He has a neat face, and his hands and feet are so tight that his body doesn't seem like a child.

Nearly ten years younger than me...... at this age, it's exclusive to Lady Sophia, and on closer thought, it's a super promising stock, isn't it? Even in the sense of rebuilding the house - hi-ha.

I shook myself.

A Sophia lady in the corner of her sight was laughing. No, I don't think it will tell you that I'm laughing, but I felt terribly scared even though I was laughing somehow.

I can tell, I'm a jealous maiden face.

"Si, Mr. Cyril, please let me down!

"Oh, you don't have to be so hasty, Luche's very light, right? Or have you been embarrassed by the situation of being held by a princess?

"Well, that's not what I'm saying!

Or, lady, lady says there's some kind of bad aura out there! Look, behind you, it's bad, you're gonna get stabbed. Okay, why don't you notice, silly!

... Then I managed to improve my daughter's mood and gain nothing by inducing her to have the same experience.

You can't just piss off a lady.

Or Cyril, how can you not notice that blatant favor...?