I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

Recently, I cough sometimes.

At first I thought it was a common cold, but there's never any sign of healing. Is it an allergy or something?

I woke up again this morning, gasping.

Then a cup with water is softly offered. Sometimes I was thirsty and I drank water without thinking about it.

When I looked up impressed that it was something I had a maid of honor, I had a dark purple forehead I was used to seeing.

"Morning. Cough, that's hard to heal."

Why is Lucas in my room?

He even naturally opened the curtain and stretched his back a long time.

The room is brighter and the red carpet lit up in the morning sun seems to sting my eyes.

You know, do you want some morning tea? It's not. When did you transfer to the maid of honor?

"No milk, it's good to dilute."

Oh, my God, my tastes are familiar.

I do like to drink diluted tea in the morning. I don't like the thickness of my throat because it makes me feel nasty.

You're scared to tell me you're getting a grip on your behavior.

When do you get into people's rooms...

"No, so trespass!

I shouted out loud, so I stammer in again.

It's like I've done this before. Right. Is this Dejav?

"It won't heal."

"It'll heal or something, because someone will make you scream in your sleep."

Lucas took the envelope out of the inner pocket of his jacket with his neck fluttered in the wind that he had no idea.

"I've received three letters."

I feel like I'm just being ridiculous to say anymore about why you have a letter addressed to me or something, so I'll take it in silence.

One comes from Thea Kirsten.

One comes from Adelina Freudenberg.

And in the last one, it was only signed with F.

I wrote a letter right after the party came off last night.

It is to take back the slightly more forceful remarks made against both Thea and Adelina at the night club about not treating people like pawns.

After that, it became nasty with His Highness's appearance, and I ended up just turning around with an unobstructed greeting, unable to find the person I was looking for. It may have been nice to have been able to grasp more or less the participants, but the mystery deepens because we couldn't find only the person we were looking for.

It also deepened the idea that either Thea or Adelina would be the 'Queen'. Which on earth is the 'Queen'?

To do this, a letter was still needed.

"Lucas, get your letters ready."

"To whom? It's not like Craig."

Lucas says with a complicated distortion of his mouth as he puts a note and ink pot on the provided writing desk.

"Why do I have to write to a man like that? You idiot, it's a more important letter."

I laughed at the sighing hand I had in mind.

"Thea said no to both invitations on that occasion, but the truth is my father has told me to help you. That's when I crushed Adelina's face in front of everyone, and I thought she shouldn't go upside down and do something to Thea. I also have some things I have to protect as the daughter of the Duke's family. Therefore, I have said disrespectful things to both of you. But I and my father believe that it is Thea who should be the wife of His Highness Fritz. Would you please let me help Lord Thea become queen of the future? Send it."

If you can get the back shield of the Duke's house, you may be fooled. If you suspect me, you may come into contact with me to make this one true or false.

"That means working with Thea?

"No way! I'm sending the exact same to Adelina."

Lucas hits his hand when the point is made.

"A cowardly bat?"

"Exactly. A clan of beasts and a clan of birds were at war. Bats say that when the family of beasts prevails, they are beasts because they have hair, and when the family of birds prevails, they say that they are birds because they have feathers."

"But after the two clans have reconciled and the war is over, the bats who have turned over again and again become haters?"

"It's okay. Even if Thea and Adelina settle, I wouldn't mind if neither of them became queens."

"That worries me... Well, if Emilia hates you, I'll protect you properly."

"Yes, sir."

The exchange was late last night, and so on, and the result is a reply from each of them in my hands.

When I checked the contents with a little thrill, it was like a favorable reply that both of us wanted to talk to each other alone and that the idea that we were worthy of a wife was sincerely correct. Both are roughly full of self-esteem, and I even feel the paper is gleaming.

And a mysterious letter signed only with the last F.

No, well, I know it, so it's not even a big mystery.

Just in case, I'll flip over and check my back.

It's a fine but simple envelope. The wax is not royal, and the signature is just "F." It is probably the result of a distressed effort to ensure that the sender does not easily create unwanted misunderstandings so that they still know who they are.

I know the sender.

It's His Highness Fritz.

Last night, my lord and I exchanged only a few words.

I wanted to talk to him, but there were a lot of people who couldn't wait to talk to him, and he himself just really exchanged a word of greeting because of the bare gesture of wanting to avoid talking to me in front of a large crowd, but seemed to succeed in leaving a corresponding impression there in view of the reactions he had thus made.

By the way, what conversation did you have, named, I've always wanted to see you, I just said.

If there is anything slightly notable, it is enough to highlight the fact that it has always been clear to me.

Still, His Royal Highness looked funny, so it was hard to laugh.

Because the reason for his vertigo is that I know I am a troublesome being, a belly sister, and as for myself being truncated from the royal family immediately after birth, before I was meant to, I was slightly delighted.

I open the letter feeling like I won by myself with Phew. It's totally solitary because I wasn't fighting anything.

As expected, it was like wanting to talk confidentially.

I guess you can't wait to know the sincerity of my sudden appearance on the surface stage. Maybe you're secretly worried that I might be a threat to the royal family.

Only time is before dinner. Perhaps a messenger or something will come and call.

Then it's even dangerous for Thea and Adelina to be awake even if they give a reply right now, and would it be nice for the two of them to make time after dinner?

I got three inviting letters at a time, and the body I can hold is pretty hard.

"An invitation to the meeting?

"That's the place. Want to come with me?

"Are you sure!?

Something is good to eat.

"This is your chance to get along with Your Highness. I don't think we should talk about it as a family anyway."

Besides, if I'm alone, I could get into a fight.

and only in my heart, I add.

I fully understand that fighting fast is a drawback myself, but I can't quite fix it. Though it is often said to be as far as the soul of the triplets, I never thought I would be plagued by my faults until I was reincarnated.

I finally got out of bed and headed to the washroom as I unwrapped the hair I was knitting three times.

I need to wash my face, put on makeup, and get dressed. Then I have to write to you and find that kid by dinner.

I left my fist bones down on Lucas, who tried to get into the washroom with me as a matter of course.

Don't try to follow me anywhere like a pikmin.... Picmin, that's old.

"Why, I can't find it"

With a completely seated eye, I groaned and looked up at the sky.

The sun shines in Jomtien, and the lakeside pier has a pleasant cool breeze. I feel the touch of a rough, dry tree over my shoes after years of rain.

Lucas was silently portraying the sketch of the lady I saw, as I instructed him to.

From the looks of it, I'd go along with my brother's hobby. It would be what he looks like to be a good sister. Actually, he's my brother who follows my sister in search of people.

On the pier and the terrace that follows, a few men and women are somewhat pleasantly colloquial, and it is outrageous. As I was sending in case it only rained heavily over there, I realized that one of them was Craig.

I don't know if he noticed my evil thoughts, but he notices this one as he stares and waves refreshingly.

Even today I was angry, the face I preferred.

Whether it was sunlight or these eyes that were strange, I even felt like it was only shining in my heart.

When I asked him for a moment, he approached me with a nasty face that seemed to perceive some interesting signs.

I looked at Lucas more as I thought I wouldn't be in trouble if another weird skirmish even started, but he was focused on the sketch, so I waited in peace for Craig to come.

"Hey, Emma."

Make sure there's no one around but myself, and I'll look frightened. I guess I have the wrong name with other women for the most part.

"My name is Emilia."

"Yeah? That's why Emma under her nickname. What do you say?"

"I was wondering if you wouldn't make me a nickname or something."

"Nice, Emma. So I left it at your invitation."

"... no, I ask you, Craig the lady, you don't even know the faces, names, whereabouts of all the female participants, do you?

"I don't know all of them, but a little"

You know a little...

I might have underestimated the feminine.

To be honest, I also feel a little scared.

"I wonder who you're looking for"

To Craig's inquiry, I speak the name of the searcher.

"Lucia Vehner. Her hair is probably blue silver, with a flabby feel..."

"Yeah, that kid would probably be in the woods."

"Mori!? I didn't think I'd find it."

I mean, what is this guy? Is that a handy help character?

"I don't like a lot of people, and I do a lot of walks in the woods at school. He's an unusual kid. You look cute enough to do some fairies, but it's a shame."

"It was very helpful as information, but a lot of words"

Should I still have gone to school once or so?

Well, for the time being, you can get the information you need from Craig. If Thea cares in the letter I sent out, she'll get some information from you too.

"Emma likes that cold, angry look. Unlike other kids, I know very well that there is real beauty without having to laugh and deceive"

"I'm not sure if you're being praised or hurt, but thank you. You can go home now. Or get out of my sight quickly."

"Don't be cold like that. You're looking for Lucia, aren't you? I'll look with you."

"You're kidding. Fine."

When he refused cold, Craig shrugged his shoulder just because he knew.

"Okay. Instead, I escort you this evening. I'll pick you up at 7: 00."

"What?"

"Bye."

Craig went back to the terrace, taking his word for himself, even though he had not shown any gratitude.

"Weird guy."

I guess it's an interesting half anyway.

As a source, we seem to be able to use it there, and keeping it close doesn't hurt. More importantly, I can show that I'm not interested in His Highness Fritz, and I may no longer be weirdly alarmed by Thea or Adelina.

I thought so and looked back, and there was Lucas, who looked like a young man.

"What a face..."

"Why didn't you say no?"

"It wasn't long before they said no, so I had no choice."

"Hmm. Oh, yeah!

Folding the sketches in chaos, Lucas walks out into the woods with his big crotch. He's about the same height, but a few meters away between blinking because of his long legs or one.

On his childish side, which I hadn't seen much of lately, I felt kind of relieved and smiling, and I went after him in a good mood for a small run.

I immediately stopped breathing.

The lakeside forests were relatively tall trees, and the sunshine bright forests. It smells like soothing grass like herbs, and it's a little cooler because of the tiny waterfront.

Proceed with a very humiliating and appreciative care of being drawn to Lucas because I often stumble upon the gnawed roots, the stones.

That's crazy. Before I was reincarnated, I was able to exercise in line or more. The body of this world doesn't move as well as I think. Come on, is this the price you've been paying for ten years? I try to dress up a little bit, etc.

Lucas stopped abruptly as he was not sure if he was looking for people or walking.

"Hey, Emilia"

"What's wrong?

He grabbed my hand with both hands as he prayed and tied his wide mouth to a letter all the way across.

"What am I to Emilia? I knew it was just my brother, is it...?

The wind shook our foreheads approximately.

The black eyes swayed anxiously and flashed slightly on the leaking day.

"It's..."

That's settled.

For me Lucas is......

But it never came out of my mouth.

Because what a girl came down from overhead with the sound of a broken branch.

Parents! A girl from the sky!

Not if you're kidding.

"Yikes!"

"Wow!?

"Emilia!

Lucas took me for screaming at the Trinity, forgetting the impotence and trying to take the girl, and we folded like a formation.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Sorry!"

The girl immediately flew away and apologized, but the damage was immense there.

I have a complete problem with my right shoulder, and Lucas has a torn jacket whether it was caught in one of those twigs.

"Oh, what shall I do...... I'm so sorry. Um, I wasn't trying to eavesdrop on you or anything, but I happened to be on a tree, and I couldn't go down there because you guys were here."

"We're fine, calm down"

Covering her mouth with both hands, the girl is breathing a hiss. Looks like I'm totally panicking. If I rub her back with my painless hands, I'll calm my breathing a little.

The blue-haired silver hair depicts fluffy waves, with thin purple eyes strained with tear membranes. Clearly white skin is blue-white and very delicate when seen under the shade of a tree.

"Maybe you, Lucia Vehner?

"Huh!? Oh, yes!

How do you know her name, she marvels with her eyes round.

I finally found it! and shouted delightfully in my heart, and I smiled as if my shoulders and other mistletoes were not painful and seemed as friendly as I could.

Lucia Vehner.

She was the one I've been looking for.

She is the eldest daughter of the Counts on the border and is a freshman at school.

My family, the Venor, is sometimes regarded as a countryman, but history is old enough to stand alongside the royal family, and there are ores, specialties, etc. that can only be taken in the territory, so the economy is strong, and even more upward.

Given that Darius' sister, who was the target of the attack, later became the sideliness, you will find that the power is never weak.

And the appearance is also characteristic, and the Vehner family always seems to have an unusually thin pigment. I mean, it's mostly gray hair or a color close to it.

In view of all this, she could assure me that she was not Edwin's mother, and that she was the only person with the same identity and appearance that seemed sufficient to shoot His Highness Fritz.

Yes, hope for me.

"You weren't at the club yesterday, were you?

Lucia turned her cheeks bright red and nodded as small as she feared.

"But why...?

"Last night, me and my brother, we were playing a game about how many people we could hit first hand, remembering the names of the participants. So, I'm Emilia. This is my brother Lucas."

It's a complete lie, but there's no fine dust in the way I suspect them.

"Well, you're close to your brother"

"I'm so sick of it. He said he loved me and couldn't wait to see me."

Now Lucas turns his face bright red.

Seeing that, Lucia finally loosened her cheeks, too.

"I also have a close, old, separated sister."

It makes the atmosphere understandable and intimate, either because we have found common topics.

I felt the flow of time slowing around her because of the way she spoke loosely.

"Really? Wouldn't you like to talk to me over a walk? I just want to know why you were climbing on a tree."

Saying so in a teary-eyed manner, Lucia snorted shyly.

We walked slowly through the edges of the lake as we stepped on the thriving grass.

Lucia didn't get out of her parents' house as often as I did, and because of that, she doesn't get along well at school. The side that mocks itself as being often ridiculed for being a countryman makes me want to protect you with all due respect.

Lucia was surprised and a little upset when she said she didn't have any friends because I didn't even go to school.

"My name, I really read" Rouchet. "The way you read it to our family, that's what they all call it."

"Heh. Speaking of which, I've heard that non-official languages are also used in Venor territory."

"It's a very old word."

"Really! You two know each other. Yeah, so, Lucia is by the name of an approximate... Emilia and Lucas, if you'd like, I'd like you to call me Luche."

"Are you sure?

"Of course!"

It's called Lucas, it's called this kid, how can they even turn such a dazzling grin on people like me?

Lucia again, Luche glanced up at me with her fluffy hair in one ear and a twitchy look.

This kid and I might be able to get along in a real way, not because we need him.

Something soft and sweet makes me feel warm around my heart.

"Thank you, Luche"

We just chatted for an hour and we broke up promising to see each other again at the night club tonight.

Waving to Luche, who looks back again and again, pokes Lucas in the face.

"I remember her face."

"Yeah."

"Then paint all over Luche by the time His Highness calls you. Just a sketch to the point where you can see your face."

"Fine, but what do you do with the drawing?

To Lucas, who was surprised, I looked horny and bad.

Show it to His Highness.

"Why not?"

"If you had someone else who looked at your face every day but never talked to you and someone you didn't know, you'd feel somewhat more intimate watching your face every day, wouldn't you? Human beings are creatures who like their faces more than once."

"I wonder if it's like that"

"It's like that. Well, I guess it's good enough to show Luche's face every other kid you just painted."

"Okay."

Now, the question is, let us be close, and how do we meet the two of us?

"... good for you, Emilia"

"What?

"hehe, nothing"

What are you laughing at? Shall I blow that heavy forehead with a decopin?

If I thought so and raised my arm, it was more serious than my aching shoulder thought when Rouchet fell, and my screams wooded in the cool lake.