I Became the Older Brother of a Villainess - Chapter 3.1
The superior I’ve met while working part-time delivery once said that keeping delivery times is a sign of respect for the customer. He mentioned that leaving someone waiting without notice is an impolite act
“That courtesy. Let’s do away with it from now on.”
Since I have no intention of respecting the people of the royal palace, I won’t keep to the schedule either. The superior probably didn’t expect me to apply his wise saying like this, but what’s good is good.
Preemptive suppression.
I have to show those guys that the new Cierra is not to be underestimated. It’s to avoid disasters like the landslide that will come in the future!
“Daria, want to take a short walk? Maybe see if any flowers have bloomed? Do you like flowers?”
After lifting Daria in my arms, I turned in the direction of the flower garden. The steward hurriedly followed me.
“Duke! The funeral will start soon.”
“No. Don’t start.”
The steward’s eyes were busy alternating between me and the main entrance of the church. I walked casually.
“Who is the organizer of this funeral?”
“Y-Yes, of course, Duke!”
“That’s right. This is my event. Therefore, it’s only natural for it to start after my arrival.”
“But the members of the royal family are already waiting…”
The steward seemed to grasp my intention and shuddered his shoulders. The twitching of his mustache indicated his hesitation.
“Duke Cierra, this is unlike your usual behavior. Haven’t you always been considerate of others? Especially this time, with members of the royal family…”
It was understandable to feel that way. In the game, Duke Cierra was a modest character. His personality was good.
No, should I say he was too kind?
He laughed foolishly, falling behind in power struggles with the Crown Prince, losing all his money to relatives, yet still smiling in his misfortune.
There are people who find that charming, and the one who felt that way was none other than the female protagonist.
As the affection-deprived Cierra receives abundant love from the female protagonist, he gradually transforms into a confident and unreserved personality. Thanks to this, he firmly establishes his position as a duke… that’s the Cierra route ending.
Let me make one assertive statement.
If Cierra had been confident from the start, he wouldn’t have been taken advantage of in the first place.
The Gluttoni Duke’s family held a position comparable to that of the emperor. There’s a saying that goes, “Check the bed before lying down.” In Cierra’s case, his bed was so spacious that it could accommodate an industrial complex. He could expand in any direction he pleased.
Although some nobles are currently looking down on us, remember this; revenge is the answer. With principal and interest, and even calculating interest on a second-by-second compound basis, revenge is still possible.
I already know how much wealth Cierra has and how he earns money through various businesses. I’ve played countless rounds of that strange romantic game, “Sleeping Beauty,” after all.
For those who interfere with me, I just need to cut off their financial resources, take their children as hostages, and mortgage their land.
Just as I learned how to gain sympathy in the past, I also knew how to ruthlessly extort. The owner of the matchmaking agency taught me many tricks when I worked there.
Having died once already, I had nothing to be squeamish about.
“You, as the housekeeper, once told me something like this when I was in the carriage. That in times like this, you should leave a strong impression.”
“…Did I say it like that? I believe I mentioned presenting yourself neatly…”
“I’ll enter in 30 minutes. Don’t start the funeral until I enter. Any excuse will do. Just make sure it’s unrelated to Daria.”
“Understood.”
The housekeeper nodded reluctantly, unable to hide his discomfort. With this, I could be completely sure.
‘I can do as I please.’
If not, the housekeeper would have already grabbed my leg and stopped me. The housekeeper was the faithful character that the villain Daria rejects. Inspiring as he was, he did not hesitate to accept my proposal, full of sound advice.
Shall I play the rogue a little more?
With that thought in mind, I decided to add one more move.
“Right now, bring me a new dress for Daria. Something bright. Daria, what color do you like?”
“Blue.”
“Let’s go with yellow. It’s more eye-catching. A brightly colored yellow dress would be perfect.”
The vibrant yellow dress would undoubtedly stand out among the black mourning attire. Moreover, in this empire, yellow held a rather special significance. It was due to the imperial individuals having dazzling blonde hair.
If black symbolized sorrow and death, yellow represented joy and the prosperity of the empire.
I intended to showcase an attitude completely unsuitable for a funeral through Daria’s attire.
It was the strong determination of Duke Gluttoni, expressing that he wouldn’t be underestimated by the Crown Prince.
“It will be truly beautiful, won’t it? Among the aristocrats with their dull eyes, our Daria will shine like a yellow flower.”
Flowers are rare in yellow. However, Daria will radiate in a more dazzling yellow than any other flower.
That’s how I will make it.
Instead of the deceased, my sibling will take the spotlight at the funeral.
***
Waiting for the butler, I decided to kill time behind the church. As I tried to sit on a bench, Daria grabbed my collar with a displeased expression. Despite her small hands, her grip was incredibly strong.
“Blue.”
“D-Daria?”
Daria glared at me. Despite being five years old, her strength was no joke. Her voice was calm, but there was a fierceness in her gaze. The lack of intonation in her voice made it even more stern.
Judging by her clear preferences, she seems to be a significant figure. However,
“Oh, really? Daria, how about red? Do you like it? Is it good?”
She can’t be my opponent from the kids’ cafe.
“Daria, what about pink?”
The little one hesitated for a moment but responded with a nod. He was completely hooked on my leading questions.
“And yellow? Do you like yellow too?”
Again, a nod.
“Well then, there’s no problem. Daria will wear a yellow dress that I like.”
“!”
