༺ Villianess? Esteed Daughter (2) ༻
For a mont, I wondered if it was either the weekend or the club’s hours. It should be class hours right now, so why was a student here? Is the Student Council’s Vice President allowed to skip classes?
As I looked at her with dubious eyes, Marghetta tilted her head.
“Sir Carl, are you going to keep your visitor here? You’ve beco quite rude in the ti we haven’t seen each other.”
Although her words seed to be blaming , she couldn’t hide the smile from her eyes. Marghetta’s eyes had bent like a crescent moon. I almost laughed in disbelief at the sudden visit and prank, but she was indeed a visitor.
“Of course not. Here, have a seat. I’ll bring so tea.”
“No, there’s no need. I have to go back soon.”
“Really?”
That’s good news.
I nodded at those words, and Marghetta settled down in front of . Thankfully, she said that she had to go back soon, so it seems like she was going to cut to the chase.
I wasn’t sure why Marghetta ca at this hour, but I was planning to go and et her anyway. Although it was a bit surprising, that wasn’t bad.
I looked at Marghetta’s face. Although she was smiling, she still hadn’t said anything.
Hey, if you’ve co here, shouldn’t you say why you’ve co?
“I didn’t expect to see Lady Marghetta at this hour. Did sothing happen?”
“Do we have to et each other only when sothing happens?”
“It’s been a year since we haven’t seen each other, so that doesn’t sound like a close relationship to .”
“We’ve talked about getting married, so it isn’t a normal relationship either.”
I flinched at the sudden attack, but Marghetta just laughed while saying it was a joke. Maybe the esteed daughter of the Duke had thrown that rock as a prank, but a poor Civil Servant could die from being hit by that stone. I wish she understood that.
As I let out a faint sigh, I heard a snickering laughter. When I first t her, she wasn’t like this, but at so point, she started teasing and playing jokes. However, I couldn’t just ignore or counter it since she’s the Duke’s daughter.
Marghetta probably didn’t know how I felt while rejecting the marriage proposal. I feared that Marghetta would shout at while saying, ‘How dare soone like you reject ’!
I even dreamt of the Iron-blooded Duke torturing . It was horrible. Fortunately, nothing happened so far.
“I ca here because I need to ask you sothing.”
“Yes.”
“You know that the club fair will be held soon, right?”
I knew. Although it was just on paper, I’m still the club’s advisor, so I knew at least that much.
Apart from that, Louise had been talking a lot about preparing things for the club fair, so there’s no way I wouldn’t know about it. Even now, Louise’s voice still echoed in my ears. As I nodded, Marghetta kept talking.
“The club fair isn’t a simple Academy event. It’s a social gathering where nobles who have already graduated make contact with noble students currently attending the Academy.”
I don’t get it.
However, I couldn’t help but agree with Marghetta. Everyone would et each other a lot because of the social events, so was there a need to co to the club? I understand the intention of strengthening factions and early talent discovery, but still.
“That’s why the student council struggles a lot each year while preparing the exhibition. The amount of money spent isn’t low, and there’s no way for us to know if we’re doing it well or not.”
“I apologize for that.”
“That’s why I think it’d be great if you could help us.”
“Pardon?”
I couldn’t help but ask back in confusion at Marghetta’s proposal. Help? ?
“Are you talking about ?”
“Yes. I did it last year too. From my experience, checking out if the budget was distributed correctly takes the most ti, and that’s why I think it would be great to have Sir Carl’s support.”
“I’m not connected to the student council.”
“But you’re the Academy’s Prosecutor, right?”
I couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief at Marghetta’s words. She was asking to check if the budget was distributed properly because I’m the Academy’s Prosecutor?
“It’s the first ti I’ve ever had soone ask to be audited.”
It was a proposal I had never imagined. Everyone tries to avoid inspections by any ans necessary, but I didn’t expect soone to co and make the request first.
Despite my bewildered gaze, Marghetta maintained her smile.
“It isn’t like we did sothing shady, so is there a need to be afraid? I just want to have the budget checked properly by an expert’s eyes. Would that be possible, Prosecutor’s Executive Manager?”
It was too bad for Marghetta, but I hadn’t reached my position because I had the talent she wanted. I, or the Minister, didn’t reach our positions because of our abilities. We ascended by special ans, so we were far from the average Minister of Finance or the Prosecutor’s Executive Manager.
Because of that, right after becoming the Executive Manager, I was busy dealing with the ones that supported the 2nd Prince and, on the inside, the faction that was already in the Prosecutor’s office. Even now, thinking about that ti makes my mind go blank.
…But Marghetta knows this as well, right? The Ministry of Finance was such a ss at that ti and it was so well-known that if you are a mber of a ducal family, you will hear the news even if you don’t want to hear it. She knows that and still wants my help?
It seed like too many negative emotions showed on my face. Marghetta put her fan on her cheeks and tilted her head.
“Is it too much to ask?”
“If my na appears, it will hinder the student council’s achievents.”
“That’s too bad.”
Marghetta sighed. It seed like she was about to give up. How unexpected. Oh well, she said that she’d done it last year, so she probably doesn’t need help.
“Well, we can’t be sure how long it will take. I’m also not sure how much ti it will take .”
“If it’s you, Mar, you’ll do well. You managed it last year too, didn’t you?”
“Still, It’s troubleso doing it ourselves. Sotis, I go out claiming to take a break from the Student Council but end up wandering around for a long ti. If Sir Carl is there, I can focus solely on the work.”
“…”
I closed my eyes at Marghetta’s words.
‘So this is her condition?’
Although it sounded like ‘working is too hard, help . Sob, sob,’ it was easy to see her true intentions.
= I’m sure you don’t want to visit Louise. If you help , I won’t bother her.
She was saying that if I cooperated with her, she wouldn’t go after Louise to bother her and she’d stay quietly in the student council’s room, working. What a crude deal. It’s amazing.
‘It’s very effective.’
I couldn’t help but think that maybe the reason why Marghetta went to see Louise yesterday was a build-up for this mont. By showing herself as a threat to Louise and the club, she could make sure that I’d help her when she wanted.
Although it was easy to see what she really wanted, her next attack would be harder than the build-up. That could be troubleso.
After organizing my thoughts, I opened my eyes and smiled.
“I can’t just stand still when I hear that Mar is having a hard ti. If it’s okay with you, I will help.”
“Thank you, Sir Carl. I knew that I could believe in you.”
“Hahaha.”
The result of the fight was decided from the beginning.
Although I said I’d help her, I didn’t expect her to take to the Student Council’s room imdiately.
“The Student Council mbers are currently reunited in preparations for the fair, so I ca out for a bit to bring you.”
I see. Well, there’s no choice then.
After all, there were sotis things that were more important than going to classes.
Feeling like a slave being dragged, I followed Marghetta to the Student Council’s room. Yes, I’d rather finish this as fast as possible. There’s no reason to stay in the club room unless it’s club ti anyway.
After reaching the Student Council’s room, Marghetta knocked a few tis but then opened the door before anyone replied. If she was going to do that, was there a point to knocking, then?
Anyway, I glanced inside the student council room and saw that there were already six people gathered. The student council consists of seven people, including Marghetta. I hadn’t paid much attention because I had no interest in it, but I didn’t expect to et all of them like this. This is quite awkward.
“Vice President, who’s that person outside?”
The male student sitting at the front seat, probably the Student Council’s President, looked in my direction with a hint of awkwardness.
What’s this? How co that the people that asked for my help react like this? Marghetta went to get , so it should be obvious who I am.
“It’s the pastry club’s Advisor, Sir Carl Krasius. I brought him to ask him for advice regarding the budget of the club fair.”
As soon as those words were spoken, my eyes t with the President, who was seated at the front. Only then did he seem to notice my face, and his eyes trembled uncontrollably. Looking around, the reactions of the other five mbers were similar.
Hey, don’t tell …
“Mar, wasn’t it agreed upon by the Student Council to listen to my advice?”
“No.”
Her response seed to imply, ‘Why do I need anyone’s agreent on sothing I’ve decided?’
Ah, yes, she is soone like that.
I had forgotten about Duke Valenti’s daughter had my way-type personality.
At Marghetta’s clueless reaction, I looked towards the Student Council’s President.
His face had turned pale and his body hardened. For the Student Council’s President, this was probably an unexpected struggle. The Duke’s daughter, whom he was already struggling with, had brought the Prosecutor’s Executive Manager. That action could be interpreted as ‘I brought him because I don’t like you.’
However, it was a misunderstanding. I stayed locked in the clubroom because I felt my presence would put too much pressure on the students. I’d lived a low-profile life, and I haven’t t anyone besides the club mbers. If I knew this was sothing solely done by Marghetta, I wouldn’t have co with such a light feeling…
Feeling apologetic, I gave a slight nod, and the President tightly closed his eyes.
Hey, what are you thinking? That’s not it.
I barely managed not to sigh. I thought that if I sighed in this situation, the President would stick his head to the ground.
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