The Legendary Villainess Who Vanished on the Guillotine, in Her Second Life She Wishes for Peace as a Studious, Plain Glasses-Wearing Person – Chapter 17

Chapter 17: I am not mistaken. 〈Agustin〉

When I met Yserra Echeverria, I was instantly captivated by her beauty.

Her silky silver hair and lively deep green eyes. When I picked up the handkerchief she dropped, Yserra looked surprised, then smiled shyly.

“Thank you so much! I was so careless.”

From the way she talked so casually, I immediately realized that she probably didn’t know that I was the crown prince.

Everyone usually feels intimidated in front of me and bows down regardless of age or position.

For me, who has lived in such a world, meeting Yserra was like a breath of fresh air.

It was only a few days ago that we encountered Camilo and the others at Mt. Mores, where I had come at Yserra’s request.

I had heard rumors that he had left the Mardiq Club, but I never thought he would participate in something like the Volunteer Club.

Perhaps it’s to spend more time with his fiancée. A plain and dull-looking woman with black hair in braids…

[Uh, yes, Your Highness. I feel very fulfilled working for others.]

——A rare woman who doesn’t consider working for others to be a hardship.

“Hey, Agustin-sama! Are you listening?”

Yserra’s anxious voice made me realize I had been lost in thought.

When I looked at Yserra again walking next to me, she pouted with displeasure.

“Oh, sorry. What’s up?”

“I heard from someone that the two people we just met are engaged. Is it true?”

She must be at an age where she’s interested in other people’s love lives. Yserra’s eyes sparkled with interest, but for some reason, I felt uncomfortable talking about this.

“…It’s none of our business. We shouldn’t care about that.”

Why? Why am I getting so frustrated?

As I said, it shouldn’t matter. And yet, why——

“Yserra, do you want to join the Volunteer Club?”

Without thinking, that question flew out of my mouth.

The image of the two from earlier came to mind. Camilo, dressed in clothes that allowed for easy movement, with a garbage bag and tongs in his hands, and the chilling aura he exuded as he stepped forward to protect the bewildered and frightened Leticia.

“Volunteer Club, is it? Well, I’m in the Handicrafts Club, so it’s quite difficult for me to participate, but I think it’s wonderful that you’re doing such great work.”

Interpreting her smile and noncommittal answer, it seems that Yserra has no intention of joining.

That’s normal. If you want to do charity work, there’s a noble way for the nobles to do it. The people picking up garbage in the Volunteer Club are somewhat oddballs.

But, however.

Leticia’s own commitment to the cause is truly admirable.

“…Since we’re already here, why don’t we stop by the town?”

I smiled to dispel the mysterious unease that had taken hold in my heart.

“Really? Let’s go, Agustin-sama.”

Yserra, who was delighted and jumping around, was pure, innocent, and adorable.

So surely, it wasn’t a mistake that I was captivated by her the moment we met.