Given That I've Become a Villainess, I'd Like to Live Freely

Master Sophia will tell you where Will is. and took a seat, and left, but for some reason Master Julius remained seated.

(This situation is awkward...)

"... hey Roselia, that story"

"That story... doesn't make you your fiancée?

"Yeah, yeah. If you were my fiancée, I'd never be told you were a candidate for Her Royal Highness Eric's fiancée, and Miss Elena wouldn't come running at you anymore, so you're not a stone and two birds? I don't think that's a bad story."

(Elena is after reverse Harlem, so even if she's Julius' fiancée, she'll stick around, so she's Julius' fiancée, right?)

"That story might benefit me, but it doesn't benefit you at all, does it? And how could you?

I doubt my engagement with me would be of that much benefit to him, the Duke's son, who has a beautiful face and is popular with his lady. Although there are persistent rumors about the popularity of the young lady.

"It's full of benefits for me, too. Because I can be a couple with you as beautiful as a goddess. Duke, we don't have any family problems, and we're full of mutual benefits, right?

"Perhaps, but don't you have a good story from many of your young ladies?

"If Roselia wants me to just look at myself, I won't look at any other warrant ladies anymore.

He gets up and comes beside me and touches my hair with sweet words on his sweet face that everyone will fall in love with.

"Hehe, what's the joke? Isn't it paradoxical that you only look at me when there are others in your mind?

"... Huh!?

My sweet face frowned so that I could see the other side.

"Did you think I didn't get it? Most of the ladies fall in love with you by dyeing your cheeks and the sweet words spinning from your beautiful face.

"... I thought you did, too."

"Oh, that's not the flower garden in my head. Even Master Julius, who has been in contact with a lot of young ladies, has made some mistakes.

"Well, I didn't think that far. But no way..."

"Didn't you ever think your thinkers would know? Master Julius, it's very easy to understand, though. Make me your fiancée. And while I was at it, there was nothing like being alone with me, and it was always better when you came to me, and... most importantly, it was so obvious to me when I looked into your eyes that you didn't think of me.

"... I can't believe they're looking that far... my eyes..."

his own eyes I pointed out. He leaned down with both hands.

"Well, I was sure earlier.

His eyes are no different when he photographs me than when he talks to other ladies, but she... when she talks to Master Sophia, she probably tries to hide them, but she can't hide her feverish eyes. Even so, I don't think Sophia, the person of the day, has noticed.

"... I met her a few times when I was a little girl. I think she's forgotten, but... It was my first love. But I was the fiancée of that one when I realized I was my first love myself.

"... is that why you're playing with women?

"Oh, 'cause I can't get... right. I don't know what's wrong with her. I know how much she hates falling in love with her. Because I've always seen... I can't find more kids than her. Every child only looks the same.... whatever if she's happy. I thought it was rude, but if I were you, I wouldn't deny it to my parents because it was so patchy and impeccable to look at. Besides, you're close to her... so..."

"Because I'm close to her, because I have a chance to see her even if I marry her?

"Oh, I'm sorry. Roselia... you're a terrible man, me.

A face that stares at me with a crying face is unforgettable while understanding it as an unfulfilled love, with such a complex look, and I guess there's also guilt for me.

"Right, you're a terrible man. But you think you're free to think, don't you? I just think it sucks to take it away from me, but I can't stop you from not falling in love. Besides, you don't have to forget right away, do you? If you want to forget it, you'll never forget it... Someday someone will show up who's in love enough to forget. What if I'm free to think about it until then?

I stroked his head still about to cry for him.

"... Roselia... me,"

I gave him a handkerchief crying in tears and stayed by until he stopped crying.