The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today

“What?”

I looked right through the letter I received in embarrassment. It was true.

[Alice Danekier]

A familiar name was written in unfamiliar handwriting on the sender's compartment.

“Alice Danekier……isn't that the name you just mentioned?”

Sir Davery said I nodded vaguely.

“That's right.”

“Did you know her?”

“……..well…..I don’t know.”

I looked down at the letter, but just looking at the envelope didn't read anything more.

“I didn't think we were close enough to get a letter, but I don't know.”

I don't want to say it myself, but I'm quite popular.

I thought Alice might know my face and name because I attended the same party the other day.

But a letter…….

“It’s not even an invitation.”

I could see Bessie flinching as she stared at me when I muttered casually.

Huh?

“Let's read it for now.”

Sir Davery recommended that he was curious if he had read the strange atmosphere that was flowing.

Well, yeah. I'm curious, too. I opened the letter without further delay.

“What is it about? Lady?”

Bessie asked. I quickly finished speed reading and peeped my eyes out of the letter.

Then I asked.

“Bessie, did you get an invitation from Baron Danekier?”

Bessie was silent for a moment, but she was quick to agree.

“How did you know? Is it written in the letter? What's the story?”

“Well…….”

What should I say about this? I thought about it and summarized it as much as I could.

“She said ‘it's painful for you to misunderstand me, so please give me a chance to resolve the misunderstanding myself’. That’s what she said.”

“What?”

“Misunderstanding?”

“What does that mean?”

Bessie couldn't bear to look directly into my letter and stomped her feet in her seat.

I just flipped out the letter. It wasn't something I couldn’t show her.

After a while, Bessie and Sir Davery, who read all the letters, changed their faces side by side.

“This is….”

“No, what the hell is this letter saying?”

Bessie immediately resented. Sir Davery added a word by his side.

“She's treating my lady as an ignoble person.”

“Hmm….”

Saying that makes me feel like I interpreted the letter very smoothly.

“Not to that extent.”

“No! Look here!”

Bessie opened the letter wide and kindly pointed to one part. It was the top.

[I know there must have been some malicious gossip about me. I am heartbroken to think that it may have affected your acceptance of my invitation.]

“It’s like she said ‘You didn't come to my party because of my bad rumours, did you? I know everything!’. She definitely means this.”

[Of course, I understand the Duchess. Perhaps the rumours about me were more familiar than myself who had never spoken to each other properly.]

“She just said ‘You've never talked to me before, and you're quick to believe the rumour about me?’”

[Please accept my invitation to the upcoming tea time party and give me a chance to explain the rumour myself. I look forward to the visit of the wise Duchess.]

“She said my lady is not wise if you don't come to tea time! She said my lady is not wise!”

“Stop, stop.”

As the interpretation became more intense in real time, I took the letter from Bessie's hand.

Anyway, if she read that part, then that means Bessie had read them all.

I said, grinding up the letter that Bessie was about to burn with her eyes.

“Don't be so angry.”

“How could I not? Oh, my God, what is she doing to send a letter like this to my lady now? She couldn't even write properly! Even bad handwriting should be appropriate, too!”

Bad handwriting…….

“Bessie, what does the invitation in this letter mean?”

I asked Bessie half to calm her down and half to solve my curiosity.

“Bessie just said there was a party not long ago, but….”

The effect was good. Bessie shut her mouth and then came up with an answer with a softer tone.

“……… Not long ago, my lady just got an invitation to a party from the Danekier Family.”

“Not long ago?”

“A few days ago. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But even if I told you, you wouldn't have attended.”

That's true because I don't have to go to a party in the Danekier family.

I nodded without being stubborn, but at the same time raised a natural question.

“Why didn't you tell me? Is there a reason you didn't tell me?”

“That's….”

Bessie hesitated and sighed. Bessie looked quite complicated when she lowered her eyes.

“It's not that I don't trust you and the Duke. That's not true. It's just… don’t want you to go there.”

“With Alice Danekier?”

“I repeat, it's not because I don't believe you. It's just that I'm unnecessarily anxious.”

I understood Bessie even if it wasn't emphasized one after another.

Well, yeah, that's possible. Honestly, things have to go crazy.

If it weren't for what the God of Dimension said, I might not have been able to have been so mindful by now.

Then Sir Davery intervened.

“Wait, Bessie was worried……… Is that it? What do I think is right? Inappropriate?”

“Sir, I just told you, but that's…….”

“Huh. If there was any possibility for that, I wouldn't have to give up like that.”

What? I couldn't hear him properly because his voice was too small, but Bessie got angry.

“Sir Sack, why are you doing this? You promised me!”

“Can't you talk to yourself? I'm not saying I'm going to do that now, so you don't have to worry. I mean, I just want Bessie to relax, too. That's never gonna happen.”

“Who doesn't know that? I told you, it's not because I don't trust my lady and the Duke. But I'm just….”

“Excuse me.”

I broke in between and opened my mouth, splitting the two.

Past topics are no longer important. There was something really important.

This is it.

“I'll go to this tea time party.”

“Lady.”

“Lady?”

Two voices came out at the same time for the first time in a long time.

I calmly continued with a piercing look.

“There's something I want to check.”

“Oh, I see what it is.”

Sir Davery punched his palms.

“You go in person and throw a letter in the other person's face, and you're trying to figure out how to throw it so it perfectly sticks.”

“Do you really have to do it yourself? Tell the servant to report it……..”

I guess both of them don't like this letter.

I understand. That's why I wanted to go to the tea time party this time.

What kind of person would she be?

Alice Danekier.

Looking at this letter alone, it doesn't seem to be a good symbol. Is that all? She was hasty and had a short judgment.

It's not that Bessie was too excited to interpret it. In fact, it was just the way it was.

The end of Alice’s letter was an actual provocation.

If I don't want to be left as a narrow-minded and stupid person who is swayed by rumours, I should attend the tea time party this time.

At this point, I wondered rather than angry. What's Alice getting from doing this provocation?

The current status of me and Alice was clear.

She wouldn't be able to say anything if I really went and threw the letter in her face.

‘And…….'

I shook my head thinking about one more thing that bothers me. It's too early to jump to conclusions.

‘I'll see if I go.'

On the other hand, I was also curious about what Alice thought as a “bad rumour”.

The only rumour I knew was that someone fell for Alice and abandoned their lover's family and was proposing to her.

“I'll be right back.”

Bessie stretched her shoulders to see if she could find any other room in my voice.

“Then just one……..”

“One for what?”

“Let me burn the letter on the stove.”

“…….”

I pondered for a moment.

***

The tea time party was two days later.

I increased my fighting power than usual and headed for Baron Danekier House.

If the average was 100, it would have been about 300 at this time.

However, such a triple combat capability was turned off shortly after arriving at Baron Danekier.

“Sorry!”

What I saw as soon as I was guided to the backyard, as the tea time venue, was none other than the top of Alice' head.

It was the top of Alice's head who suddenly bowed to me.

Near Alice, who suddenly bowed to me, a maid was shaking with a blue face.

“…….what is this?”

“My maid made a very big mistake. I apologize on behalf of you. You will not be relieved of your anger with a single apology, but I will sincerely apologize again and again.”

“I, I, I'm sorry.”

The maid trembled with a face that seemed to burst into tears at any moment.

“Because of my lack of thought…… I'm just so upset that my lady is being disparaged by rumours……just that's why…….”

“Beckie.”

Alice called the maid in a stern voice. It was as if she was rebuking her for making useless excuses.

“…….I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.”

“That means…….”

I asked in a voice that I didn't know.

“Are you saying that this letter is not from lady Danekier, but a maid over here?”

I took a letter out of my arms. The letter was saved despite Bessie's claims to burn it on the stove.

The maid who saw the letter flinched as if she had been caught in a mistake.

“……….yes.”

Hearing the maid accept with a crawling voice, I suddenly checked her name tag.

It was the writing I saw a lot…

“By any chance, do you write your name tag yourself?”

“That's right. At least that's what all maids do. I teach them writing.”

Alice's reply made me feel weak.

The name tag's handwriting was the same as the bad writing in the letter that Bessie cursed.

I was wondering if it was her personality. But no, she just couldn't write it properly.

“The letter…… you write it well.”

This is not about writing. Alice still answered without raising her head.

“She has a good memory. I think she remembered my letter that she usually read over my shoulder and copied my way of speaking.”

Next to Alice, the maid nodded her head eagerly.

“If you tell me to punish the maid, I will. However, my maid's fault is my fault, which is the house fault. I am especially responsible for teaching her writing, so I will be punished as well.”

“That's enough.”

I lost all my fighting power and shook my hand.

Then, I looked at Becky, a maid whose name and appearance coincidentally resemble Bessie.

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