The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon

That day is a weekday.

Flora, who had been smiling at Ekaterina softening since morning, told me that I would make it for lunch today.

"But Master Flora. I'm not going to bother you like that."

"I can't believe it's annoying. The happiness of Lord Ekaterina and His Eminence the Duke is also happiness for me. Besides, I don't think Ekaterina should come close to knives or fire right now. My heart is not here."

Saying, Flora is laughing at Couscous. Always smiling like a flower.

Ugh, sorry. Thank you, Flora.

But today, it's your brother's birthday. I've been preparing for this day, so I'm already dodgy. I want you to forgive me. I've been overthinking about what I'd do if I wasn't happy with you because I've been in such a mood since last night.

No, I don't think there's anything you wouldn't be happy about. Dear brother, it's Cisco. But I don't want to please you because you're Ciscon, I want to give you something that makes you happy because it's something you really like and useful. That's why I focused on the glass pen.

I don't think you can do anything because you'll be happy with anything, and I'll seriously think for your brother. Because my Bracon can't beat your brother Siskon!

I don't know what the fight is anyway!

That's why, as soon as lunch was off, Ekaterina headed to the office.

When I get there, Alexei seems to have just arrived too, and looks surprised to see Ekaterina with the Novaks.

"What's up, it seems earlier than usual today"

"I wanted to tell you soon - Happy Birthday, brother"

Smile and Ekaterina says, Alexei opened her neon blue eyes.

Oh, this reaction.

Brother...... you forgot your birthday! Because it's really all about the house, and it's second to none about me.

No, maybe I didn't forget, but you weren't going to do anything special? What if I have trauma on my birthday?

Heh, and Alexei laughs.

And I reached out and hugged my sister.

"Thanks, I thought it would be no different than any other day, such as my birthday, but it would be a great day if you would celebrate"

Sweetie, I'm glad. Ancestral Tundele Your brother is even dressed today. Yeah.

Just before the gift, this reaction with a word of congratulations. That's your brother.

Ekaterina reaches out and returns a hug to Alexei.

"I'm glad you said those words. To celebrate, I brought you a little gift. See if you like it."

Alexei smiled at the words and gently stroked her sister's cheek.

"It's impossible, such as not liking the gift from the goddess. I'm more than happy with how you feel."

That's my brother......

Together, Ekaterina finally offered a box of presents. A blue velvet box with a water-colored ribbon. The box is also a specially ordered item that was made by express for a glass pen. It is designed to secure the pen securely by filling it inside, interposing it with silk and putting a crease on it, so that the delicate tip of the pen is not damaged.

When Alexei unwrapped the ribbon and opened the box, three glass pens appeared.

Ekaterina thinks the ref's talent is even more evident in the finished product in color glass.

One is a twist design. Twisted with twinkling bright, watery and blue colors. Of course, I imagine Alexei and Ekaterina's hair color scheme.

The next one is a design that thickens and swells where the handles are held and gets thinner as they go to the rear end. As a whole, it is transparent, and inside the thickest part, two blue roses of water and blue wheels drawn in some way are enclosed. Outside, streamlined crawling rose leaves were drawn with green glass lines.

The third one is designed to mimic the sheath of a dagger. The outer part is transparent but only the core part is aqueous and looks as if a clear glass sheath wrapped around the aqueous blade. Blue was used on the back end of the pen and on the area where the dagger patterned. And on the outside of the clear glass, the letters are written in gold. Ancient Astra as a decorative letter. Since Ekaterina is unable to read or write Astra, she told the ref only that the sheath of the dagger she referenced was decorated with something characteristic, and that the ref chose a word commonly used for this kind of decoration.

It wouldn't be impossible to look at them and see that Alexei looked strange. Because in an empire with only a feather pen, it's only natural that you don't know what this is at first sight.

"Brother. This is a pen."

"Pen?"

"It's a glass pen made of glass. I can suck up a lot more ink than a blade pen, and I can continue to write a lot of letters. This is how I use it."

Shh, and Ekaterina took out her own glass pen. In the meantime, I was getting a prototype made by the ref that fits my hand. By the way, Mina is packing and carrying cotton in the elongated crate she found for me.

Borrow an ink kettle and get a piece of paper. Alexei advised me to sit down, so I borrowed a fine leather chair and headed to the big butler desk. I think the contents of Ekaterina, which looks familiar as if she sat in the presidential seat, are still over-component in the company livestock.

Apply the tip of the glass pen to the ink kettle to include ink in the groove.

Oh, what shall I write? Stop painting my family crest in the workshop because I can't paint it well enough to show it to your brother... something that shows you can write a lot of words,.

Well, then, can I have that?

Sara, Ekaterina runs a pen on paper.

What I'm writing is some kind of theme song lyrics to the example. It's too much of a brain repetition, so I was translating it into the words of the Empire to sort out my head. It was quite difficult to translate it so that it could be sung properly for the music too, but I think it could have been done to an acceptable standard.

Ekaterina is relieved to be able to rinse through the best lyrics and write them all with the ink for dipping the glass pen in the ink kettle once.

"Once soaked in ink, that's all you can write about."

It's groundbreaking.

Novak roared, where for the first time Ekaterina was surprised to notice that the Duke's executives surrounded the executive desk.

Everyone is intrigued and looking at the glass pen.

Uh.

"Um, brother. Try it once."

Ekaterina stood up from her leather chair and sat down in Alexei.

Sitting in his seat as his sister tells him, Alexei looks at him with a glass pen. What I took in my hand was a dagger imitation.

"Fate, Luck, Strength"

Alexei shrugged and Ekaterina tilted her neck.

"What is that?

"It's the meaning of the Astra inscribed here - at the end of the day, it can be translated as virtue, courage, arms, temperament, etc., besides power. These three words are often written in a single set because luck and personal strength are needed together to overshadow destiny"

"Well, you're coming. I don't know Astra at all. I'm embarrassed."

This is the unfortunate thing about not being educated like a nobleman. They used to say Astra was a compulsory upbringing for aristocrats, and it's still normal to read about major words. Even in my class. Maybe I'll have a rundown one of these days.

"Is there something you should be ashamed of? I can sweep and throw away as many Astras as I can read, but my sister is the only wise one."

Thank you. Your brother's cisconfilter is still high performance today!

"This poem, by the way, is a rare form. You made it."

Ah, that's right there!

"Yes, no, it's something I read somewhere"

"Right. I look at poetry somewhat too, but I've never seen anything like it"

Brother, you read poems and stuff. Seems a little unexpected. I wonder if that influenced Eurmagna's Vladimir, who used to be close, because he said he even recited Astra-era poems.

Ha, I understand! Knowledge of that poem is the source of your brother's beauty skills!

Alexei dips the glass pen in the ink.

And I wrote my name first.

"Wow. What a... smooth feeling. No hook."

"Yes, that's what it is."

Alexei changes the paper and starts writing something else. Something, because it writes something Ekaterina can't read. Alexei writes Astra in gorgeous decorative characters.

Wow, that's your brother! I've seen in museums a decorative way of writing, scattered, written by the Peace Nobles in their previous lives, but it's precisely the upbringing of nobility that you can even write something of that lineage!

"I can write this pen in either direction. Not at all like a blade pen"

Alexei roared, but Ekaterina is going to roar more.

It was my first glass pen, so I had a few tricks, but in a brilliant handwriting Alexei wrote up the Astra text.

"Brother, what did you write that about?

"I've translated this poem into Astra. You still need some advice."

Hiya! Would you translate this at first sight, which I was so worried about translating from Japanese to Imperial -!

"Ekaterina, this one of yours... Did I say glass pen? You let him build it in your glass workshop?

"Yes, it is. There are good craftsmen."

"When you wanted the workshop, you said you wanted to make beautiful things your way. Is this it?"

Gently, Alexei put the glass pen down.

And when I stood up, I hugged my sister and mouthed her temples.

Yikes!

"Thank you, Ekaterina. My goddess. You're incredible at everything."

Yikes!

Yikes!

Yikes!

Yikes...... hey it's time to calm down self!

"Dear brother... if you were pleased, I would be truly pleased"

Ugh, I'm really glad.

... Well, I also wonder if I can say this is a gift from me because the glass pen was made thanks to buying a workshop. But I'm glad I came up with a glass pen!

"Delighted, huh?"

Hehe, and Alexei laughs.

"Such a thing is a birthday gift. You really..."

"I'm your brother's most important thing, and your brother's birthday is more important than anything else."

If you could say this much, I'd be happy to do it as a product.

But really, it's more important for me to please my brother than to talk about financial effectiveness. Bracon and guessing, because that's what it is.

"... well. Thanks."

Smudge and Alexei groan.

and that's where the office door was knocked.

When my servant Ivan opened the door gently, it was Flora who was there. He had a big basket, as usual, and he brought me lunch.

"Well, thank you, Master Flora, I know. I'm sorry I left it to you."

"Actually, I've had a lot of help, too."

From behind Flora, who said he was smiling, his classmates Marina and Oliga looked up and waved.

"Happy birthday, my lord. Instead of Ekaterina, I only helped a little."

"There's a lot in the kitchen, too, to celebrate."

They even celebrated it when they heard it was my brother Alexei's birthday to the kitchen staff who became friends with the Ekaterinas while I was in the kitchen every day. What a near-miss.

Alexei put her hand on her chest and gave her a bowl of grace.

"My lady. Alexei, Duke of Yurnova, thank you."

Marina and Oliga raise their voices to a picturesque look a width away.

The two left because lunch is usually served in the dining room. So in the office, I ate a little more hands-on than usual with my usual facial touch.

And finally, Flora came out with a sweet, understated pound cake with dried fruit, which was a heartwarming birthday.