My older sister is a villainous rich girl

"Back then, as long as I had that little blanket, I would sleep peacefully without making a fuss. But this feeling is very subjective, so if you want to find softer fabric, it's best to go to merchants who have been in the fabric business for a long time."

Pokran offered his advice.

"Or, don't limit yourself to fabric, try using some animal fur, it might have unexpected results."

Chris hesitated and said, "Well, I'll look around some more."

Back in her room, Chris buried her head in the sofa and lay there like a corpse.

"What should I do?"

She was swinging her slippers.

“To make a doll the size of a city gate, you’d probably need the fur of thousands of small animals,” Chris said sullenly, hugging the cushion next to her. “And that would make Bobby look too ordinary.”

“Let’s go look for it then,” Wayne said. “We can mobilize the other members, and have President Sophia and Minister Meimei go and ask the senior professors in the academy, while we go and look for merchants in the textile industry.”

"Approved."

Chris said without turning her head.

Wayne gently closed the door for her and returned to his newly assigned study.

That's right, it's the empty storage room that Xiaobai tried to steal before.

“…Mr. Pokran seems to come from a family of court interior decorators as well,” Wayne mused.

He took a diary from the bookshelf behind him.

Turn it over.

"Date: [Year] [Month] [Day]. Today, Chris made a dish called hot pot, which was delicious. I just learned that Mr. Pokran comes from a family of tapestry merchants, but it seems he doesn't have a very good relationship with his family..."

The text above is all written in the crooked script of the Kingdom of Saint Loens, and to anyone who looks at it, it looks like an ordinary elementary school student's diary.

Wayne would write down any clues he received each day so as not to miss anything.

After encountering a series of episodes that weren't even in the original work, he felt he needed to make some preparations in advance. Now, with so many unstable factors, including himself, it was hard to say whether the main storyline would be unaffected.

He picked up the quill pen from the pen holder and dipped it in ink.

"Date: [Date] Today I went to the library with the minister. It was very luxurious, but there were hardly any people. There's also a tea restaurant owned by the Edgeworth family there. The minister bought me a coffee, which was very good. I wonder if they can even recoup their costs in such a low-traffic area..."

Oh, right, there's something else I didn't tell Chris today. President Sophia turns out to be a good friend of the department head; there was some misunderstanding between them…

But we made up again. There wasn't really any need to say it, but Chris seemed a little angry because I kept it a secret…”

After finishing writing, he deliberately placed the diary in a very conspicuous place on his desk.

"That's fine. If Chris ever wants to investigate my secrets, she'll find the answers in this diary." He nodded in satisfaction.

In addition to these preparations, he also continued his daily physical and magical training.

Now, he can summon larger and more refined earth elemental magic, but as a child, there are always many inconveniences in his life.

"If only it could transform into an adult form and move around like that," Wayne sighed, resting his chin on his hand as he sat in the study.

“That’s easy!” another childish voice rang out in the room.

"Remember to knock at the door next time before you come in," Wayne said irritably.

By the window, Little White was hovering in mid-air, carrying a pair of wings of light on its back.

“You can’t ask too much of a dog,” it said seriously.

A small white puppy flew in and landed on the desk.

"How about it? Want to sign a contract with me and become a magical girl? This is a one-time special treatment! Once you sign the contract, you can design any image you want for yourself!" Xiaobai enthusiastically urged.

"Can I become a handsome, tall, and strong man?" he asked.

"A magical girl! At the very least, she has to look like a girl!"

Xiao Bai's tone became inexplicably excited: "However, I might be able to help you set up a character who looks delicate and cute, pink and tender, but turns out to be a muscular brute when his clothes burst open."

Chapter 46 Perverts and the Baptiste Chamber of Commerce

Huh!? Clothes ripped off?

Wayne: Something's wrong with you!

“I will not yield, give up on that idea,” he said righteously.

"That's such a shame," Xiaobai said with great regret.

"Hey, isn't what Chris is doing now completely different from the original plot? Doesn't that count as deviating from the main storyline?"

"Not counting."

"why?"

"Because those were things she wanted to accomplish for personal reasons, it's reasonable for the protagonist to make some changes to advance the plot," it said.

"Doesn't that mean she can do whatever she wants, and if I make any changes, it will cause the system to break down?" Wayne asked in astonishment.

"Yes."

Wayne's lips twitched slightly. Your double standards are too obvious.

He lost interest in talking to the dog. "Alright, now you'd better roll away."

Wayne wouldn't easily believe such a flawed explanation.

To test whether it is lying, I need to test it myself.

……

In the craft department, everyone was assigned their own tasks and goals.

Wayne originally wanted to team up with Chris, but Chris's followers strongly objected.

"How can Lady Chris be monopolized!"

"I also want to be in a group with Lady Chris!"

After a chaotic scene, everyone decided to draw lots to determine the winner.

"Yo-ho! I won!" Molly, Wayne's number one sidekick, jumped up with joy.

Eve was a little disappointed: "Damn it, if only I had prayed beforehand before drawing lots... But Lord Wayne isn't bad either, hehehe..."

Wayne suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

There seems to be something off about this second-in-command...

He looked away.

Therefore, the final allocation is:

Chris and Molly are in one group, the Minister and Sophia are in one group, and Wayne and Eve are in one group.

“Our mission is to investigate the market,” Eve said. “Does Lord Wayne have any leads?”

Today was their day off, and they had arranged to meet at the main entrance of the market. Eve was wearing a lovely white dress, a sun hat, and light makeup, making her look at least three or four years older than her actual age.

Wayne felt awkward standing next to Eve, who was also quite tall, and felt like a little kid going shopping with an older sister.

No way... I look so young now!

Come quickly, my fifteenth birthday, when the real story begins!

Seeing that Wayne seemed distracted, Eve waved her hand in front of him, puzzled. "Lord Wayne?"

"Oh, ah... Eve, you can just call me Wayne. It's really strange to call me 'sir' in everyday life..." Wayne said a little embarrassed.

"Lady Chris's younger brother, the son of the Duke, it's only natural that he deserves such an honorific title, isn't it?"

“But I also hope that in front of Eve, I can just be myself,” Wayne said earnestly.

The girl wearing a sun hat paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Wayne, you're very gentle."

Yes, everyone in this animated world is very kind.

“Well, Wayne, may I ask you a question?” Eve smiled innocently.

Wayne nodded: "Go ahead and ask."

"Who's the top and who's the bottom between Wayne and His Highness Prince Richard?"

???

"Huh?" Wayne wasn't sure what he had just heard.

Eve gently brushed aside a stray lock of hair from her ear and carefully tucked it back into her hat.

"I mean, Wayne seems to be getting quite close to Prince Richard lately. I wonder how far your relationship has progressed?"

She gave a twisted smile.

Did you hold hands? Did you hug? Did you kiss?

Their faces got closer and closer.

As she spoke, Eve's expression gradually became increasingly difficult to control.

"Has Wayne successfully separated His Highness the Prince and Lord Gavin?!"

Mom, there's a pervert here!

Wayne, expressionless, slapped her face.

"Now, I take back what I just said. You should still treat me as Lady Chris's younger brother and the Duke's son."

He pushed Eve away and turned to leave.

"No!" Eve cried out, "I just asked the question everyone wants to know—"

The question everyone wants to know?

Wayne's neck made a cracking sound as he turned it around with extreme stiffness.

"Who else?! Who else is talking about me behind my back?!"

"Many, many girls are like that. But it's okay, Wayne, don't be angry, it's a sign of popularity!"

Eve spread her thumb and forefinger, then brought the other three fingers together, and winked at Wayne. "Wayne's a hot contender for one of the four most popular boys in the elementary school!"

What?

Are you guys filming some kind of campus idol drama?

Oh, I forgot, the original work was just a reskinned otome anime, so it's not surprising that there are these awkward rankings.

"...Don't even think about it! Prince Richard and I are just ordinary friends!"

“I know, I know,” Eve nodded repeatedly.

But seeing her flushed face, Wayne felt utterly terrible.

After sulking for a while, Wayne finally realized that the prince's early engagement wasn't entirely without its advantages.

But Richard, apart from still having some interest in Chris, always maintains perfect manners but keeps everyone at arm's length when interacting with other noble ladies, making it seem unlikely that any sparks of love could fly between them.

Given this, what other methods are there to stop these outrageous rumors?

After walking two blocks, Wayne stopped.

"Anyway, let's go check out this chamber of commerce first."

He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to Ms. Eve, who was following him like a ghost.

Eve took it, unfolded it, and saw that it read "Baptiste Merchant Guild".

"It looks somewhat familiar."

"This is Mr. Pokran's home, although we are currently estranged."

Upon hearing this, Eve looked up at him in surprise.

……

The backyard of the Baptiste Chamber of Commerce.

Sixty-year-old Blair was carrying a longsword, moving back and forth on the lawn, making various sword-wielding gestures.

He was neither a magician nor a knight, but just an ordinary person with a strong physique.