A Maiden’s Unwanted Heroic Epic

pass, not even looking at Kreschenta.

Kreschenta’s ‘Spending the ceremony alone with Onee-sama Operation’ had already failed.

 

“Last night, Kreschenta said that it would be nice to match.
Isn’t that so?”

“…I-I said that, but”

Certainly Kreschenta said that.
Yesterday, in the bathroom.

The reason she was pleasing Kreschenta was to get her words.

Bery was a cunning woman.

“Then it is settled, isn't it? Your Royal Highness――no, Her Majesty the Queen desired it, so today it will be matching――”

“That's how you're cheating! I've known it since before, but you're too cowardly! If you're a servant of Christand, why don't you face me fair and square!”

Bang, Selene hit the desk.

Haah, Bery shook her head.
 

“To think Ojou-sama would call me cowardly.
…so when troubled, Ojou-sama criticizes other personalities huh.
Ojou-sama hasn’t changed since you were young.
I've seen you since I was little, but I'm exasperated.
How about growing up a little?”

“Why don't you do something about your condescending attitude!?”

“…Geez! It doesn't matter which one! It's silly to think about the color of the dress!”

 

――The hunger and the pointless arguments.

Therefore, the third force, Kreschenta Alberan (Queen from today, very great) who has exhausted her patience decided to enter anew.

 

The ‘I don't care, I want my breakfast as soon as possible’ alliance includes the center of the agenda, Krische Christand (ex-royalty, quite noble), who is reluctant to be a part of the group.
The center of the agenda, Krische-Christand (ex-royalty, rather noble) expressed passive participation, or rather, stared at her little sister with eyes of expectation.

 

“Ridiculous? It's even more ridiculous that you can't even put up with one breakfast! Are you still the queen if you can't stand it just because you're hungry?”

“I-I never said I was hungry…”

“No? Then it's fine.”

“Eh, uuh…”
 

However The “I don't care, I want my breakfast as soon as possible” was dismissed by Selene Christand (daughter of a hero.
General), the leader of the “Krische dress should be black council (one member, only the chairman)”.

The alliance rapidly loses momentum due to the lack of a cause, and Krische hopes along with the alliance, which she had expressed passive participation, were also devastated.
 

“No, it's certainly ridiculous.”

 

However, the one who extended a helping hand to such a third power was Bery Argan (servant), the leader of “Cute dresses are the best for Krische-sama (assertive fundamentalism)”.

At Bery's words, Krische's cheeks broke into a smile as if she were looking at God.
 

“Kreschenta-sama has already expressed her hope that white is better.
Her Majesty’s awe-inspiring words——there is no such thing taking it back, and it can be said that the conclusion of this discussion has already been decided.”

However, heresy.
Krische’s God was steeped in self-interest.

 

“You, so how many times do I have to tell you how cowardly that is!”

“You are the one who is being obstinate with what has been decided, Ojou-sama.
Even if it were a majority vote, the white side would win by two to one.”
 

Naturally, the discussion became extremely chaotic.
 

Anne couldn't even interject because of her previous blunder and watched the progress, and Elvena was terrified by the content of their remarks, which did not even consider the Queen to be the Queen.

A servant——Berry, who is supposed to be the lowest rank among them, always takes the initiative and takes control of the situation.
She was shown the extreme of hypocritical courtesy.

She even wondered if the soft appearance when she interacted with her for the past few days was a lie.

The superhuman she imagined based on what she heard from Krische was there.
 

――Then, the sound of knocking rang out.

When Anne asked who it was, it was Gallen who appeared.

 

“…
Her Majesty the Queen, please excuse me.”

“Y-yeah…”

 

Gallen frowned as he felt the unusual atmosphere that had been drifting from before entering the room.
 

“Selene, Bery, what are you doing?”

“…We're In the middle of choosing a dress, Gallen-sama.
We've been arguing since last night.”

 

The tired Kreschenta said that, and Anne whispered in his ear to supplement.

Though he couldn’t grasp the situation from that, Gallen understood that it seemed that they were arguing over the color of the dress worn by Krische, whether it was white or black.
 

“I see…
I don't know, but she's a big deal for a noble woman.
Which one does Krische want?”

“O-ojii-sama, Krische, uh…”

“Krische?”

“Krische-sama…?”

 

The old man couldn't read the air.

Feeling their eyes on her, Krische shook her head hurriedly.

Krische didn't want to be the brunt of this endless debate anymore.

“Haha…
well, Krische is not really interested in it, right? I don't mind.”

 

Gallen withdrew easily.

If the old man thinks that Krische is interested in dressing up, it’s not the old man who dotes on his grandchild, or not.

“That said, time is limited.
There's a reason for both, and both can't back down…
There's a good way to do it in times like this.”

“What's the best way…?”

“It's a coin.
In most cases, we decided on head or tail.”

“Oh――that's a good idea.”
 

Bery clapped her hands happily, took out a coin, and placed it on her thumb.

Selene frowned.

A vivid flow――Bery, who had the upper hand, suddenly surrendered to luck.

Is such a thing possible――no, it’s not.
 

“Now, Ojou-sama, head or tail――”

“Wait, I have a bad feeling about this.
You're so skillful, I feel like you're capable of manipulating both sides at will.”

“…
Ojou-sama sure doubts me.”

“Of course.”
 

Selene glared at Berry, who sighed quietly and dropped her shoulders.

Saying ‘guess can't help it’, she flipped the coin.

With a very precise trajectory, the coin lands in Selene's hand.

It was a very brilliant handling of the coin.
 

“…
I knew it.
I thought it was strange….
I will flip the coin.
When I catch the coin, you will declare whether it is heads or tails.
What do you think?”

“…
Yes, let's decide with that.”

 

Bery’s appearance as if she had given up――Selene was relieved.

For the time being, the situation would have been restored to fifty-fifty.

All that was left was luck and a fair fight.

Serene handed the dress she was holding to Kreschenta, who was standing next to her.

Taking a deep breath, she prayed to God for victory, stared at Berry, and flicked the coin vigorously with all the strength she could muster in her fingertips.

But at that moment,

 

“——I thought if it’s Ojou-sama, you would say that.”

“Huh?”
 

The look of disappointment fades from Bery's face, and her eyes filled with triumph.

Her gaze was on the spinning coin——catching its exact turn and trajectory.

With ruthless ease, the coin landed on the back of Serene's left hand, and she covered it with her right hand as a conditioned reflex.

But it was too late.

Everything was too late.

As if to indicate this, Bery smiled.
 

“…Head.
Fufu, I've mastered most of the games that can be played without going outside.
It was a mistake, Ojou-sama should have had the one who flipped the coin and Ojou-sama the one who guessed head or tail.
…But Ojou-sama, who doubted me, chose to flip the coin herself…”

“…”

“Now, go ahead, head or tail——”
 

As she said that, Bery handed Krische the white dress, ‘Okay, Krische-sama, here is today's dress.’

She was sure of the coin on Selene's hand before it was even opened.

A sense of defeat arose and the word coward came out——Kreschenta, who was watching the situation as if she really didn't care either way from the bottom of her heart, asked Gallen.

 

“Um, more importantly, Gallen-sama, what do you need here…”

“Ah… I want to check the placement and route again.
Just to make extra sure I'd like Her Majesty to join us and have Krische and Selene take a look at it.
 

While receiving the white dress from Berry.

Krische stiffened at the words she heard.