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

Let go of Foll's hand to my surprise and look back. There was Alicia with a bewildered face and the appearance of His Highness Lancelot, who made her face angry.

"Oh, the... Your Highness Lancelot guided me because she said she was looking for Mr. Cyril, could it have been a bad time...?

Confused Alicia's voice.

But I can't respond to His Royal Highness Lancelot. Although it is a courteous connotation to the royal family, there is also a lot of desire not to reverse his nerves.

"Miss Alicia, thank you for showing me around."

His Royal Highness Lancelot speaks out in a flat voice. It is obvious that that means' I need to talk to Cyril, so you take your seat off '.

Alicia looks like she said something - but the moment I looked at her, I shook my neck to the side. You may be willing to shelter me, but you can't get her involved.

Whether my intentions had been communicated or not, Alicia said, "Yes, I did," then turned to me and left without saying "Later -" to her voice.

As such, the only thing left was me, Fol and His Highness Lancelot. The servants have also taken their seats off at the behest of the two. Honestly, I wanted to take my seat off with you.

"Cyril, you denied my concern the other day, right?

"Yes, you're right"

"Then why were you staring at each other with Sister Foll?

- Wait, Lancelot.

Foll breaks in to shelter me.

That alone distorted His Highness Lancelot's face in a grumpy manner.

"Sister Foll, why are you sheltering Cyril?

"Stop. I don't know what you thought when you saw the sight earlier, but you were just absorbing the magic. So stop pushing evil."

"... magic?

"Yeah. You know, my illness."

"I know that, of course..."

Didn't he heal - and his mouth moved sadly. Apparently, he hasn't been listened to for details to see that look become anxiously colored.

It's disrespectful to pinch his mouth here, but his anxiety is painfully understandable. That's why I never open my mouth if I don't want you to let that think for a second.

"Rest assured, Your Highness Lancelot"

All His Royal Highness Lancelot or even Folle looks back in surprise. I'm sure that's because I never had the experience of being blocked from conversing between royalties by others.

But I lay the words, "It's okay," pretending I didn't notice it.

"It's not like the magic overdose has healed, but we've established what to do. It just takes her to hone her own magic technology."

"Isn't that the same as before?"

"No. It's not as efficient as it has been to release magic. Therefore, there is little problem in the current situation, but we need to refine the technology a little more in case of unforeseen circumstances."

With current efficiency, she has to devote her efforts to releasing magic, and as she grows, her magic recovery rate becomes more burdensome.

The only way to improve it is to hone the technology that releases it. Of course, there are ways I can absorb it, but when I say that here, I'm going to turn my nerves upside down, so I'll keep my mouth shut.

"Cyril's right. That's what they told me earlier. Usually Sophia taught me how to do it, but I still can't do it as well as Cyril."

"Yes, it was..."

Sigh of relief when you see reason return to His Highness Lancelot's eyes. But the next moment, I took my breath away. Because His Highness Lancelot bowed his head, "I'm sorry."

"Your Highness Lancelot, you must not bow your head lightly."

"We're the only ones here, so no problem. Besides, it's never mild right now. You are Sister Fol's benefactor. I doubted that benefactor twice, so I owe you an apology."

"... ok. Now let me accept your apology."

"Uhm. Thank you Cyril for the breadth of her heart"

I made the decision that I should accept it and end the story rather than reject it.

You seem to lose me when it comes to Fol, but otherwise it seems sensible. Somewhere, similar to Lady Sophia.

Maybe His Highness Lancelot has a more sticky personality than I thought.

- And it should have been beautifully wrapped up, but it was directed at me and Senior Foll's figure with His Highness Lancelot's gaze decorated on the desk.

"Oh, my God, this is like this at a cultural festival - I was just there"

His Highness Lancelot groaned.

Because Foll, by and large, pulled His Highness Lancelot's ear.

"Cyril and I have different gig dates. Damn, you've always been too presumptive."

"So, but isn't it the first time Sister Foll has praised someone so much? So I thought if Sister Foll wanted to, I'd try to identify Cyril..."

"It was a mistake you tried to eliminate, not at all. You've been saying that for a long time, driving someone close to me to ruin, haven't you?

"That's because he didn't always deserve Sister Foll."

Something is very noisy.

At least I want that kind of conversation to take place without me.

But... His Highness Lancelot thought he loved Fol as a heterosexual, but as far as I'm listening to the conversation right now, he wants Fol to be tied to the person he deserves.

Was the thought the kind of love directed at the family...? No, even if you love them as heterosexual, it's no wonder or anything you wish them happiness the most.

"Anyway, Sister Foll is nothing with Cyril, is she?

"He is a benefactor and dear junior. Nothing more or less. If you're grateful to your benefactor, you could go out with me, or you could go out with him."

"... Cyril?

"I won't, such a livestock demand"

His Royal Highness Lancelot gave me a sigh of relief. Pretty disrespectful as a response to His Highness, but I'm tired of giving it back to you properly no matter how much I want you to forgive me.

Nonetheless, the misunderstanding was solved.

However, in the course of continuing to teach Fol the release of magic, I was to be able to direct His Highness Lancelot's narrative gaze from the side all the way.

... Really, I want you to give me a break.

- That's why, having successfully cut through the training ground, I'll leave the student council room behind.

As I walked down the hallway, I came across Alicia waiting for me along the way. When she finds me, she runs over for a little run with a pat.

"Mr. Cyril!

Suddenly it attached to my sleeve.

Apparently, he worried a lot.

"We apologize for your concern"

"From the apology, please explain why you and Senior Fol were staring at each other!

Alicia, you too... eh.

Later, you weren't worried about me.

"Lady Alicia, that's part of the physical control."

"I don't want to hear such excuses. I'll tell Lady Sophia, won't I? You're going to tell Sophia that you and Senior Fowl were staring at each other for physical control, right?

"Please, stop."

Alicia is too strong.

"I mean, I wasn't going to stare... did it look that way?

"I think Mr. Cyril should be a little aware of the destructive power of his sweet smile. How many ladies do you think made you adore and die in a cultural festival theatre?

"No, I don't know..."

"That's how you're unconscious, so you get more victims, like me"

………………

I have no voice for words dropped with a smile.

Now the word, my half kindness, is tantamount to saying that it confused Alicia's heart. Alicia laughs and pokes her index finger at me, even though it's not strange to be criticized for taking responsibility.

"Rara, would you weigh yourself a little, please?

"... Yes, I did"

I crushed the meeting event with His Royal Highness Alforce. I have no objection as to who I have become in that position.

Not that I can tell Alicia... I'm so sorry.

But... don't blame me, advise me not to get in trouble, huh? I guess some intentions are to restrain them from increasing their rivals...... they are really tenacious.

That's crazy.

How did this happen when the original Alicia was a more normal girl?

"By the way, what was Mr. Cyril doing after all?

"I was checking with Senior Folle's health."

"After all, what did Mr. Cyril do...?

In general, it has not even been made public that His Highness Forsinia was ill. Even she, who was present when Foll fell, was only heard to be incurable.

So even if you know the fact that Foll was helpful, you shouldn't know why. However, I guess you have something on your mind from me and Lady Sophia being well with Foll.

I shook my head silently to Alicia, who asked me to explore.

"All I can say is that Senior Foll is on his way to recovery"

"Really..."

Alicia peeks into my eyes.

I guess there's something about her that I think is different about this one.

"I don't know the details. But I'm so glad Senior Foll is feeling better. So let me thank someone for helping her. Thank you. Thank you!

Oh, you're totally finding out about this.

Grab my hands and look at Alicia smiling. I think so.

But...

"... Cyril, what are you doing?

It was the bottom cold voice that sounded unintentionally. To the cold voice of the lady I've kind of gotten used to hearing lately, I'm back! and was driven by the urge to scream.