Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

Rachel was pushed into the corner of the store, somewhere where she could hide in empty seats and plant pots as often as she could.

"What are you doing dressed like that for lunch break?"

Serena takes the lipstick out of the little bag she was raising from her shoulder. They grabbed my jaw and applied lipstick while I was puffy.

"So if they ask you if it's a date, you can't answer it."

"Well, that was... I was in the kitchen today, so no makeup"

"I don't make excuses. Turn around."

If you think you've been able to reorient your body around, they mess with your hair. There was no gap to complain about, and I was turned into a hairstyle that twitched with a ribbon and flushed from my shoulder.

"You can see this. Do it right, don't you? If you miss it, you'll be taken care of."

Serena, who said so, had straightened her hair with a beautiful barretta. White piece with lace cape. Clear and adorable. But the makeup isn't sweet, and it doesn't look like it's selling the charm. Men don't get it, it's a costume packed with horrible heights of women's power.

"... is that what Mr. Augusto cares about?

"I don't care, you idiot. That's not the problem, is it? Or are you, like, supposed to be that guy's girl from around you?

Not good.

To be honest, Rachel reflected. I can't get dressed. But I should have at least come up with something. Work is no excuse.

Even Serena is studying for the female official examination right now.

"Thank you"

"Because I look like I'm wearing makeup just to put on lipstick. The one from the Oberon Chamber of Commerce that's hard to fall off and convenient to carry, it's out."

I laugh bitterly at Serena, who has a lot of colors.

"Thank you for your purchase.... I don't mean to thank you... but listen to Mr. Augusto today."

"What, the way you put it"

"Because you can't tell me from me. And I think Mr. Augusto's just wondering when he's going to say it. I just think I'd better ask sooner. So pretend you don't know, and listen up well. It's my favor, so you can ignore it..."

"... that's your advice. You're gonna love this. I thought it had been strangely quiet lately."

Rachel chuckles at the tone that caused her worry.

"Then I'll be fine. Don't fight. Good luck."

"You too. Don't worry, this is the store, I'll change it."

Serena walks out first and speaks to Augusto. Augusto, who was talking to Isaac with some dark face, hurried to fix his smile and left the store with Serena.

"Excuse me, in the middle of a conversation"

Isaac glanced a little at Rachel when she came back.

Rachel grins as she pinches the tip of her hair together in one piece.

"Mr. Serena did it for me.... I was pissed off that it was a date."

"... Oh, yeah"

Denial did not return. Once again in my chest, thank Serena.

The topic became about nature and Serena and the others who were no longer visible.

"I hope I can talk to Mr. Augusto properly."

"... but on the other hand, you're studying for an exam. You can wait till it's over."

"But that doesn't give you a month to prepare your mind, does it? That kind of care is very hard to get angry with, and I think you should say it now."

"... that sort of thing?

"The sooner you report something bad, the better. If there's nothing I can do, all the more so... Ah, Mr. Augusto's isn't a bad thing."

"... Actually, yes. I'm talking about marriage."

I was nervous about how to cut it out. Even my earlier anxiety, which I thought disappeared thanks to Serena, spreads like a stain.

Isaac put a cheek wand on it and continued to crush it.

You told me my family was against it.

"Yes. Um, but then my family..."

Rachel is the eldest daughter of the Count family in the trace. Isaac is the third son of the Earl's family. Neither of us has the right to inherit the title, but it is the petition of Her Majesty the Empress.

So each other's families are saying to each other that they will have a better match. In short, Rachel is advising him to marry his eldest son, who holds the title, and Isaac's noble daughter, who has no heir.

But being opposed from each other's houses was taught by Isaac as an anticipation for the future after he signed the marriage contract. They said it was because I would hit my hand so I could convince them at the same time.

So Rachel was relieved, even if her parents disagreed with her, that Isaac didn't tell her a word about her confession or proposal.

"I got a letter from your brother yesterday"

Yet don't tell me to stop now, the conversation flew in a completely different direction than Rachel's anxiety.

"Uh... my brother, from, is it?

"I won't show you the contents because it's addressed to me, but this"

Isaac only shows us the sender on the surface of the seal and the sender on the back.

It was certainly addressed to Isaac, and the sender was Rachel's brother.

Contrary to Isaac's expectations, my brother unequivocally favoured my sister's marriage. Isaac, who rescued his sister from an unwanted engagement by eliminating the house debt, said she was a benefactor, and even tried to convince her parents, even though she was young, that she could be happy, whether she had a title or not.

Isaac won't seem angry if the letter that his brother sends out, but Isaac's expression is stiff.

"Your ex-fiancé is applying to get back together. So, I hear your parents are getting on."

Ex-fiancée.

The word itself, far too long ago, for a moment, I didn't understand what they were saying.