I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

I took a tray with a meal on it, and when I went back to Bern, there was an unexpected client there.

The dining room at our school is divided upstairs, not particularly determined, but upstairs is the breeze of third grade and royalty, first floor being first and second grade. Because upstairs is only about half the size of the first floor.

That's why His Highness Edwin, who should always be upstairs, is on the ground floor somehow, and besides, he talks to Bern.

I forgot, these two were friendships.

Thank you. Your Highness seemed to have come to Bern to invite me to eat with him.

"I know your fiancée is happy to be here, but why don't you eat with us once in a while? I want you to meet some kids."

Speaking of which, nearly a month after school started. Bern took his seat every day as a matter of course, and we were both eating, but until I got here, we were having lunch with His Highness.

Well, you miss Your Highness, don't you? Okay, okay, I'm a broad hearted woman. I wouldn't give you a weird monopoly craving or anything like that in a place like that.

"Bern, go."

"Lizzie..."

Bern looked somewhat resentful even though I made a broad hearted woman appeal.

"How about Miss Lizia join us?

His Royal Highness, bitterly smiled at Bern's less ridden appearance, suggested that it was a name.

"Then let's go."

"Huh."

There's no such thing as lunch with a royal, I tried to say no, but no, wait, the other me said.

His Royal Highness said he had a son who wanted me to meet him. Probably about Lyla. Does that mean this is a chance to talk to Lyla?

If that's the case, it's quick to talk.

We went upstairs and onto the table where we were guided.

I've never been upstairs before, but if the ground floor is a hotel stadium, it feels like a fancy restaurant.

There were Lila and Aloys and Johann at the table. There, Your Highness, come with Bern, that's just the mob thing I am. I wouldn't be able to help but feel heavier wondering if I would have to go into such a sparkling space.

Or blonde hair, water color, red, flashy hair collection? Dark hair is rather less in this world and has the most tea-based colors. For that reason, I find myself somewhat intimate with Johann with the same chestnut hair.

His Royal Highness introduced Bern and me and, nervously, lowered his hips where he was caught between Bern and Johann at the oval table.

Johann is a child-faced, cute wanker, but the house is also a knight from generation to generation. It's so mucky to see nearby.

He is also somewhat nervous about Bern and my appearance.

When I asked him why Johann, the same freshman as me, was here, because his grandfather was the master of His Highness's sword and the two were archaic companions from a young age.

Lila, sandwiched by His Highness and Aloys, turned a happy smile at me.

"Nice to meet you. Dear Lizia,"

"I'm the same age, so you don't have to wear it."

I want to get along with you. I smiled as I desperately put out the aura.

"So, uh, Mr. Lizzia?

"Can I call you Mr. Lyla, too?

"Yes!... I, I have always had lunch with His Royal Highness and Brother Aloys, but I am so glad the girl is here"

"You're not just a man, are you?

"I didn't say that."

Lyla is swelling her cheeks at Aloys' tease. I think she's purely cute. In fact, Aloyce was staring at Lyla with her eyes full of charity, not unlike the colourful atmosphere.

I get a little nervous and go to Bern.

Bern seemed totally uninterested in the exchange in front of him, separating the grinpieces and carrots with forks so seriously. I'm relieved with him as usual.

If it was like the compulsion of a game scenario, I wondered how I would do it if I had a glimpse of Lyla.

After that it was exciting to talk about classes and what my favorite lunch was and other stories without love. My lords, mainly.

Am I out of perfection, or in short, alienation is amazing. Well, this is more or less what it would look like if you had a newcomer in your usual group.

Bern is shifting the grinpieces to my plate at the same mypace that he hasn't heard like he's listening to the conversation. I have nothing to do either, so I sent that grin piece back to Bern's plate.

"... sorry"

Lila sounds sorry when she is passionate about a benevolent Grinpiece offensive, and stops her hand in surprise.

"If I did, I'd be obsessed with the story, and I think I made Lizzie bore me..."

I feel guilty and dodgy even though I didn't do anything wrong with how Lila looks sadly laying her eyes down.

"Yes, no, that's not true"

It got kind of weird air and the lunch break ended just like that.

In the end, the only thing I got for this lunch was a plate full of subtle bad aftertaste and grimpy pieces.

"Hey. Me."

"Ugh, I'm out"

Darius, who appeared with rude greetings, sat unabated in my front seat.

"What happened to the guard dog that's always stuck?

Darius doesn't seem to like Bern, he only talks to me when I'm alone. You're scared because it's really black and big and the expression is hard to read. I get it.

"Uh-huh."

"Ha ha. Got it. Your Royal Highness and Carnail took it."

"It hasn't been taken. I'm just lending it."

This obnoxious man, Darius, is somehow a bad friend of mine made in school.

I happen to be a pair in dance class, and while we deliberately step on each other's feet, I feel like it. He pinches blackboard erasers at classroom doors and discusses when eating wild strawberries in the woods behind the school building.

I have a cool impression of blue silver hair with the mysterious appearance of purple eyes, but the contents are pleasant and pleasant. Though I dont pull the first time I have about three piercings on my ear.

And this man is also one of the targets of the attack.

Neither have I done anything in the past month.

He is the son of Count Wehner's family, in a complicated position: the brother of the second prince's mother, the concubine.

That's why he tries to break Edwin's legs for the house and his sister on several routes, or invites other attacking characters to come to the second prince's side. It is not by radical means that I would assassinate His Highness like Bern, but he is also a better character than a villain.

Is that it? I feel like all my good people are villains... Ha ha! I don't care! I don't give a shit!

"That's what I call a loser howling."

I got angry, so I ate half Darius's hamburger for him.

But it's a situation where they can't help but say the howl of a loser.

Since that day Bern has been pulled away by His Highness, and of course I had been invited too, but I didn't really care if it became the strange air in the meantime again, and I just had to drop Bern off being donned. Bern didn't seem to mind either, but he couldn't refuse the invitation of His Royal Highness.

Thanks to this, Darius entwined me where I was sitting on a single seat.

Taking Darius and Odds away from each other, Katerina and Ionias, and members of the Back Student Union, went through.

"Oh, Lizzie. And could it have been Master Darius?

Darius Jill Vehner.

"It's Katerina Emma Brunsmeyer. What happened to your brother?

"Your Highness invited me."

"Phew."

Katerina looked uninteresting when she heard the word His Highness. Probably about Lyla.

"Can we join you if you like?

That's why it got all busy around me until a few minutes ago.

"I wonder what it was, the name of Viscount Carnail's maid."

When I thought we were having fun eating, Katerina suddenly dropped the bomb so I almost dropped the fork unexpectedly. They can't just end up soothing like this.

In fact, Katerina's blue eyes carry swordswallowing light.

It's Lila Carnail.

"Well, I wonder what that Lila is meant to be."

Katerina broke the pie of dessert with a fork so as to hit the frustration.

Helena, who gave Lyla's name beside it, also looks somewhere remorseful. Helena was also a third grade baroness of Ionias' cousin, and was also Caterina's nominee number two.

"I can only have lunch with you once in a while."

As expected, Katerina seems angry with Lyla.

That's right. Even though Katerina is my fiancée, I have only the minimum necessary contact with Her Highness. Lila, who has usually just been enrolled in Viscount's Order, has been eating dinner with her all month.

From the high pride Caterina, it's not funny. It's a great situation.

"I hear Miss Lyla's been close to Aloys Danitz and Johann Drexler since before school, but I didn't think you'd use that to get to Her Highness. Should I say I don't know anything scary, or ignorance..."

"You shouldn't speak too badly of Mr. Carnail, Ionias."

Helena twisted her neck to me wondering if she would have been Lyla's friend, and she continued with a whisper that covered her surroundings.

"Even the Viscount Lady, the friendly and heartfelt, there are many who favor her."

"A friendly, heart-warming person takes a person's fiancée?

Kick Darius' leg under the table with a big attitude at your freshman's. They kicked me right back. Chickshaw.

"Come on... Plus, she's got some scary rumors."

"Rumors?"

"I can't tell you anything because we're looking into it, too."

I guess the fact that the Back Student Union is looking into it is not a very good rumor.

I was feeling vague anxiety as I remembered the activities of the Back Student Union that I was taught after the admissions ceremony.

The boxyard called the school is like a thumbnail of an aristocratic society, and there are kids who have been on a mission from home or who make fools of themselves without surveillance. They originally just gathered that kind of information to prevent the problem, but they've signed up for help from a great man in the royal palace, and now they're providing information.

For this reason, the Back Student Union is also a place that gives its greats the opportunity to sell themselves in, and many of its members are children of the Baron and Viscount.

To be honest, you've been approved by such a club a lot.

Apparently, it has become an art appreciation club, but the advisors know their real activities properly. Besides, he seems to be Teng himself in touch with the great man in the royal palace. Do you have such a crazy teacher in this school...

By the way, Katerina is not in the back student union. Because she's not very good at rushing, and she doesn't need to go in.

In the end neither Ionias nor Helena told me about the rumors.

Maybe I'll ask Clarissa tonight. Oh, but me and her don't have many friends of the same grade. Darius is twisting his neck with me. The one you can't use.

Would Bern know?

Looking up upstairs, it was timely and I heard Lyla's bell rolling.

Once, it kind of makes me suffer like the back of my throat snagged.

Is it too attentive?

I guess Bern doesn't even feel like it right now, but in time, don't even look at me. If I start having dinner with Lyla and I start having pale thoughts about Lyla...

"What's up?

Darius worried me when I was rubbing my painful chest.

You know, I'm glad you're worried, but it's not like we're stuffed with food, is it? That's why I don't need water. No, that's why I don't want it.

Convince Darius that he's okay with pushing the water around. The last one saw something interesting.

"Oh, you're depressed because you think I'm gonna have to eat again"

"What?"

In the meantime, I want Darius to stop being angry with me because I don't have a choice.

"Well, do you, Lizzie? If that's the case, don't hesitate to come to us."

Yeah, more and more Katerina is staring upstairs in a hateful face.

I don't know if I should be. I was feeling blurred loneliness on a plate with only one Grimpice properly, with an obscure reply.