The Villainess Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride (hostage) in a Former Enemy Country

From time to time, Arnold would ask Rishe if there was anything she wanted right now.

He promised to fulfill all her wishes when he proposed to her, and so it seemed necessary to confirm to make sure that he fulfilled the contract.

Each time, Rishe would ponder over each request and ask for new fertilizer for the fields or sweets that would please the maids.

However, he asked too often that she ran out of ideas of things to ask for.

So, one day, she answered like this.

“What I want is to pass the days in idleness!”

“…”

When she stated this so proudly, Arnold glanced at her meaningfully.

Facing him across the white round table in the courtyard of the detached palace, Rishe gazed at his face. A man with such a neat face with his eyes downcast was picturesque, but what was with that expression?

While she was wondering, Arnold asked, “What exactly is the kind of idle life you want?”

“What? That’s of course…”

Rishe froze for a couple of seconds as she tried to reply smoothly.

It was easy to talk about living the dream. It should be, but why couldn’t the words come out?

“…”

“What’s wrong? Don’t you really want it?”

“N-no way!”

It was just unimaginable living a life of leisurely, mind-melting laziness with no pressing work to do.

“For example, for example, sleeping until almost noon.”

“Is it fine not past noon, but until mid-morning?”

“I do the bare minimum of work, and then I have a leisurely cup of tea.”

“At least you’ll be working.”

“Oh!　We’ll have two tea parties a day and eat a lot of sweets!”

“In that case, I’d say you’re more busy than idle.”

“…!”

Rishe was dumbfounded when he defeated her at every turn.

There must be more to it than that. There must be concrete examples of that kind of daily life, where you could live lazily and leisurely.

I wonder if there’s any example of a surprisingly lazy life that will surprise His Royal Highness Arnold!

When she was pondering in circles, she felt Arnold’s gaze on her and looked up.

“What is it, Your Highness?”

Arnold then chuckled, resting his cheek on the round table.

“You’re probably not cut out for a life of idleness.”

“Absolutely not…”

She tried to argue with him, but Arnold wouldn’t listen to her.

In the end, he told her to think about what else she wanted, so Rishe ended up worrying about a lot of things.