Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

"The title and now with the conjugation money. They're also reflecting. Besides, it's a countess house with territory in the local Mircetta region, so it's a good idea to have one of my daughters back. He said he was in the process of putting a marriage pledge in the church."

It was water in my sleeping ear. Return to me after the pounding.

"Wow... wow, I didn't hear that! That, on your own, as much as you want"

"At the emperor's reign ceremony, you and I were behind on persuasion just to report. Even if they think you're not sincere, well, you can't help it."

"I can't help it... Wow, I..."

Speaking of which, Rachel pulled her lips together.

You can't rely on Eileen. When you remember to be sweet because you are Her Majesty's maiden, you will soon become a habit and destroy yourself.

But what else could you do?

Rachel and her ex-fiancé are both titled houses. Maybe there's quite a connection to the church. As it is, it's not strange that you're supposed to have married your ex-fiancé before you know it.

"- I can't help it, so I put pressure on it for now"

An anxious, manageable tear pulled me into a light narrative.

"Uh... Um, how..."

"Two of the escorts said the church was supposed to be shut down and that Zemes would arrange to never accept it in the Principality of Mircetta."

"Oh, you know, how could Mr. Walt and Mr. Kyle... and Mr. Zemes. Did you ask Master Claude...?

"Who owes something to the Demon King? But when I found out about this, Eileen would definitely stick her neck out, and at the end of the day, the Demon King decided to say something about the Cupid of Love, so I just asked her to help me out."

Rachel was impressed that this man was smart.

He is good at intimidating people indirectly and moving them spontaneously.

"... and you, too."

"Yes?"

"Yikes. We were all worried you wouldn't be forced to marry. How can cookies burn a demon like this? All outward magicians say let's do magic to change their minds..."

I'm sorry for Isaac blurring that it was harder to stop, but I just spread all sorts of thoughts on my chest.

"Guys, you're here for me...... I'm glad"

"... Really, I wish I could raise my head to the Demon King and get a title.... I don't want to do that. Bad."

Rachel panicked when she was apologized.

"No, it's not about Mr. Isaac apologizing. 'Cause Mr. Isaac has the Oberon Chamber of Commerce, and having a title increases annoying things. Because that could be Irene's shackle, so"

"Chi. I just don't want to give my head to the Demon King about you."

The meaning was not swallowed up at first because it was told too lightly.

"You're crummy pride. I know. Yet... that's why it's my fault. It doesn't make sense to you. That's why I was so close to screwing my parents."

You should be heartbroken by the way Isaac tells you to mock yourself. Yet Rachel was about to fill her chest.

Isaac is a reasonable one. If I think it's profitable, I'll throw away my possession and go get it. If it were for the Oberon Chamber of Commerce or Irene, it would give Claude as much head.

And if you don't like Rachel, that's a man.

It's the same thing Eileen says, though it does, that only Rachel doesn't.

Isaac shrugged into Rachel's tears, which overflowed without a gap.

"Hey, enough to cry!? You want to be the Countess?"

"Chi, no. Really, Isaac... really, I don't know what's on her mind..."

"Huh? Oh, my God. That's rude."

"Marriage, I was anxious."

I noticed that Isaac had hardened, but I thought I had to say.

"Mr. Isaac, you can explain it properly, you can hit me with your hands, you've got the paperwork in order, you care perfectly, but, you know, you're like a dealer at the bureau job"

"Office work......"

"For example, I thought if you told me like Mr. Claude did, But I honestly don't need it that far, and I don't think I envy Master Irene. Then I hoped it would be as easy to understand as Mr. Augusto, but that one looks tough too."

"... you thought that..."

"But that's enough. You don't have to tell me anything, just stay with Mr. Isaac."

"No, I'm not good at all, it..."

Blurry Isaac is crazy and his tears are going to make him laugh and tear. Weeping tears, Rachel corrected her spine.

"Um, I know what's going on. I'm going to thank you all later for stopping me. So... is there anything I can do from now on?

……

He had great eyes, but Isaac seemed to sigh and change his mood.

"Enforce"

"... uh? Sorry, that makes sense."

"The contract you and I signed makes Her Majesty the recogniser. So I can marry without my parents' permission."

……

I'm getting what Isaac's trying to say, and there's heat on my twitchy face.

"... uh... that, rushing off, targeted...?

"We work together, and we don't leave the Imperial Capital."

I got a little carried away by only realistic Isaac's attitude, but I'm sure they say "I want to get married".

"In the meantime, I've chosen some candidates to rent a room or buy a house"

A bunch of paperwork was given in front of me. Isaac just cleaned it out of the table.

"I don't care about any of this, just squeeze it out. If you have hope, I'll ask. Next time we take a break, we'll go inside."

"... is... what, me, too?"

"We live together."

"Oh, yeah, yeah!?"

"Oh, my God, I don't like it."

I shook my head to the side all the time when I blurted. Such a face, like a relieved extra.

So Isaac stands up.

"I'm sorry, but I'm leaving first. Because I have a deal. I'm not even accounting."

"Oh, but for me"

"Donnie or something to drink and then drop it at expense... is this not the way to say it?

"Huh?"

A bunch of paperwork was placed on Rachel's head to 'borrow it or buy it', which was still out of her hands. With the shadow of the paperwork and Isaac's hand with it, his vision fills.

"... don't worry, I'm in love with you"

"-"

"Bye!

The paperwork was pressed against my chest with a loud voice. All you have to do is see Isaac's back walking out of the terrace with his elbows on.

The paperwork was about to fall off Rachel's lap dropping it off, rushing to hold it off, and then - as I recall all of a sudden - the blood flow turned all over her body.

Hiding her crimson ripe face with paperwork, Rachel gets stuffy. Fluffy gentle winds rise up against the sky to let the heat escape.

It's impossible today. Mid-winter spring. Still, we thought we were okay.