𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓: 𝐀𝐥𝐥-𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡
Today is the entrance ceremony.
Onii-sama had some trouble in his territory aso he left the capital two days ago and unfortunately, he’s not here.
However, the mansion is bustling, and I, wearing a pristine white uniform, was given a grand farewell at the entrance.
“””Miss, have a safe trip!”””
Is there any way to avoid this?
The Duke Marcus household is an esteemed noble family, but they also have a face resembling a mafia that controls the underworld.
While there are ordinary servants, most of the guards and escorts are strong men with scars on their faces and bodies.
They are composed of an All-Star team that ordinary people would never want to get close to.
“Hehe. . .Miss, please have a safe commute.”
Rosso, with a fierce face, takes out a mysterious bag from his chest and hands it to me.
“What is this?”
“It will make you feel better.”
When I opened the bag, it contained colorful candies.
Well, Rosso may be an experienced guard, but does he still think of me as a five-year-old?
Certainly, in the past, I used to receive candies and become happy.
I’m still dissatisfied with being treated like a child.
But these candies are delicious, so I’ll accept them.
“I’m off.”
I was seen off by a row of menacing men dressed in black, and I left the house and got on the carriage with Cid.
Inside the rattling carriage, I held onto a cushion with a gloomy expression.
To be honest, I didn’t get enough sleep. I was so anxious that I could only sleep for six hours.
“Miss, your face looks lifeless.”
“How rude. I’m barely alive.”
“By the way, can I ask you something?”
cid, sitting in front of me, looked at me hesitantly. Our eyes didn’t meet. His gaze was directed towards my bangs.
“What’s wrong with your bangs?”
“Uh, did you notice?”
“Well, with such a drastic change. . .”
My bangs, which were parted to the side until yesterday, were now cut straight across.
“I tried to make it look a little less villainous. I wanted to improve my impression.””
You know, heroines usually have bangs, right?
Having no bangs with a side part or center part makes me look more like a villainess.
Without even considering my feelings, Sid burst into laughter.
“You don’t have to worry so much. As long as you don’t do anything bad, you’ll be fine. Besides, that villainous daughter you mentioned, she must have done a lot of things, right?”
“That’s true, but. . .”
I decided to start with appearances.
There’s no way a girl with straight bangs can be a bad person.
“Besides, it suits you well. That uniform. White looks good on you. You don’t look like a villainess.”
“R-Really?”
I felt a little embarrassed being praised.
It feels like I’m being rolled around in the palm of his hand, but I can’t help but feel happy when Cid praises me.
“You should have worn the uniform too, Cid.”
“No, thank you. It’s a uniform that gets dirty easily.”
Cid, who has already graduated, doesn’t wear the uniform. He wears a dark gray robe with a black innerwear.
A purple brooch on the collar of the robe stood out.
In this country, magicians have a hierarchical system, and the brooch serves as an identification of their status. The highest rank is awarded the purple spinel, which Cid is wearing, and only those who can use magic of all attributes such as fire, water, earth, wind, lightning, darkness, and holy can obtain that position.
The magician’s rank starts with the purple spinel, followed by blue, red, green, yellow, and white, making a total of six ranks. The lowest rank, white, is just enough to use magic, so some people don’t bother registering, but yellow and above are advantageous for employment, so most people register.
“If only I could use magic freely like Cid, I could have gone to the Magic Academy.”
“Miss is a bit special, you know. . .”
I have a large amount of magical power, but my special trait is that I can’t release it.
Even if I create a fireball, it’s fine as long as I keep it attached to my finger, but if I try to throw it far away, it immediately disperses and disappears.
“I wanted to have healing powers or something.”
“Like a saint? Miss as a saint. . .haha.”
How incredibly rude!
When I glared at him with a half-closed eye, Cid straightens his back and deliberately looks out the window.
I know that it’s impossible for a villainess to be a saint. But since I’ve lived a decent life, I wanted at least a cool reincarnation cheat skill.
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