Mochiron, Isharyōseikyū Itashimasu!
I have a fiancée.
I was born into a Count family that specializes in commerce.
His name is Julius Nogger.
17 years old attending higher school.
Your father, mother and brother were smart and the right people to do business, and our family was a rich Earl's house.
Surrounded by such a family, it is normal for me to grow up to be a merchant soul miserable maid who loves to be money too and hates to be damaged.
The development of food products, the selection of books and other publications, the purchase of handheld shops, etc. are up to the point where they are allowed to do so.
I'll change my mind, but I have a fiancé.
Marquis's eldest son and says Ramor Kyorion.
A man with a good face but not enough head.
It was an engagement that was decided for no reason that his identity could defy an offer from the Marquis family above.
The Marquis are poor even in their stature.
It's obvious from around here that the money is rough, and they're buying and fishing for dishes and other dishes that don't taste good.
If you ask me why I know, all I can say is that the Chamber of Commerce is because rumors also lead to money.
I'm not attracted to anything but the look of everyone's envy.
Well, if you're a retarded husband, can I manipulate you using a name value that says Marquis?
Sometimes I say I thought.
It was only after two years of high school that I changed my shallow mind like that...
How did this happen?