Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Ma

When I heard the news, it was time to go to the student council room with Cyril, my brother-in-law, after the school entrance ceremony was over.

Between the pattern of my fiancée's cousin, Ernesto, my future side candidate, has spoken out in the hallway.

"Well, did you wake up"

"Yes."

"Well, then, there's no way you're not going to visit."

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

"No, because you're my fiancée for once. If you go look at his face, he won't complain."

It was news that her fiancée, who had been ill and laying low about three days earlier, woke up.

Louis thinks of his own fiancée, erasing his usual flamboyant grin and wrinkling between his eyebrows.

The dark hair that goes all the way to the middle of the back is loosely curled and glossy. The slightly suspended large cat eye represents the strength of the chi.

From bright red lips, there are always confident and radical things to say.

For Louis, Prince Wang, his fiancée Rachel was a rare and troublesome opponent for him to do anything without graduation and to meet.

Especially magical among the top nobles, she subsided in her fiancée because of her excellent grades and her high abilities.

But I see the arrogance that is common in aristocratic women and the attitude of intimidating and attacking their surroundings towards women approaching Louis.

Moreover, the narrative of looking down at the less enchanted, including the civilians supporting the country, was frightening Louis.

But there is also my own endeavor, which is Prince Wang, and I shouldn't have put it on my expression that I'm neglecting it.

Louis has golden glowing hair, pale eyes, and a very neat sweet look, combined with a sense of majesty as a royalty. Also, the constant appearance of not forgetting to smile attracts all young and old.

Yes, Rachel was the owner of the arrogant idea that Louis was the one who deserved him, who could also be called this perfect prince.

Louis can't hide his usual outward-facing smile in a situation where he only has someone he can't care about.

Phew, and Louis sighs one thing. Then he returns his heel, which he tried to make his way to the student council room, and heads to the front door.

"Cyril, head to the Marquis Marcel house. Somebody put out some money first."

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And Rachel's cousin Ernest.

"I'll accompany you," he starts walking behind Louis.

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same moment as the three of them are in a carriage on the road to the Marquis

One girl stood up in front of the student club room after the entrance ceremony, fluffing her freshly-like pink hair.

"How can there be no post-admission event!

What do you mean, it's an important mandatory event?

Pretending not to see and see students passing in front of the student council room as well, passing early enough, as they scream as they trample the estate full of sadness.

Everyone on this occasion had no reason to know, such as the future this girl would later be called the Virgin.