A Painting of the Villainess as a Young Lady

Violet knew that he was working behind the scenes, but she didn’t realize he was struggling this much. So she gave a straightforward answer.

“He must have fallen for her.”

“…The guy who just confessed to you not long ago?”

Roen quickly added.

“He’s not someone who falls in love that easily. If he were, this country would be in trouble.”

“It seems the country is already in trouble…”

“What do you mean?”

“Just talking to myself. And it doesn’t really matter what he’s planning.”

Violet’s eyes showed no sign of wavering as she spoke. Roen held back a sigh while looking at her. Perhaps a different answer would be better here.

“Well then, where do you think is a good country to seek asylum?” Roen asked.

“Instead of that, the name Violet S. Blaise doesn’t sound so bad.”

“What?”

“Just kidding.”

“Kidding?”

“Yes, kidding.”

“…Kidding, really?”

“I’m kidding.”

What on earth did they talk about? Roen’s face was filled with astonishment. Although Violet insisted it was a joke, her calm expression made it seem otherwise.

Roen looked bewildered. At the same time, many calculations ran through his mind.

‘Indeed, if it’s Blaise… But that would mean severing ties completely, wouldn’t it? No, it’s better to stay in our own country than being abroad…’

Even seeing his reaction, Violet remained unmoved. Saying she was going to go upstairs, she disappeared like the wind. She didn’t give Roen time to say goodbye or hold her back, leaving him feeling even more bewildered in her absence.

“…I had a lot of work, so I couldn’t help it.”

Leaning towards the thought that he should have accepted Blaise’s invitation, Roen rationalized and turned to tackle his pile of work.

* * *

Violet had finally resolved her emotions with Cairn and cleared up the misunderstanding with Aldin. Meanwhile, the day to watch the performance with Aldin had suddenly arrived.

Cairn, who blatantly showed his preference for Blaise over Everett, visited Blaise’s townhouse whenever he had the chance.

It was nice to see his determination to eventually win.

On the other hand, Roen was troubled by the fear of losing the family’s talent until Blaise’s people returned to the margrave’s territory.

Although Cairn declared he would return to the academy, various issues such as the academic term remained, so he decided to stay in the capital for this semester.

He had matured and no longer acted recklessly, but Cairn still had a fiery temper.

For instance…

“Sister, why are you going to see a play with that guy?”

“I already accepted the invitation a while ago.”

“When exactly?”

Like this.

Knowing that Violet disliked shouting, Cairn lowered his voice whenever she showed signs of discomfort.

However, a lower volume didn’t mean he wasn’t picking a fight.

“When you were digging around by yourself.”

“Why did you accept it! Something might happen when you’re alone with him!”

“…That’s not really something for you to worry about.”

“Just answer me this. What the hell are you… No, sorry, what are you even thinking?”

Knowing his friend liked his sister, Cairn fretted inwardly.

He clearly didn’t want to get involved in some love affair, but Violet, unaware of this, only looked at him as if to say, ‘What’s wrong with you?’

“What am I thinking?”

“No, I mean… That is… Hah…”

Unable to say, ‘That punk likes you’, Cairn mumbled and fumbled with his words.

Violet looked intently at her younger brother and wondered seriously if he hadn’t matured yet. Her concern was valid, as Cairn seemed a bit lacking.

“Anyway, if you have no intentions, don’t meet with him.”

“It’s not that I have no intentions. At the very least, if I received a confession, I should give a clear answer…”

“What! A confession?!”

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“…Ah.”

“He confessed? To you, Sister?”

The usually perceptive guy seemed strangely oblivious, but his persistent questioning was no joke. Violet avoided his intense green gaze.

“I’m asking you, sister. Did that guy confess? When?”

“…I don’t have any obligation to report that to you.”

“Why not! You’re my sister and he’s my friend!”

He was hopping around like a frog. Violet turned her body completely away.

“Don’t ignore me! Did he really confess? How did that happen? He…”

He never seemed like the type to confess. Cairn, who had been about to say something, immediately shut his mouth. His sharp instinct kicked in.

“You asked him first, didn’t you?”

“……”

“So, what did you decide to do?”

“This is tiring…”

“The sun just rose. Don’t pretend to be tired. Please, just answer me… I have trauma from being ignored.”

Violet swallowed a sigh at his whining. He was definitely still immature. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have switched stances so quickly just days after causing such a fuss.

She decided to ignore her brother.

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