Count Luvansch and Miss Lila both replied. I enthusiastically spelled out to the former, of course, the desire to continue the relationship for the engagement, and to the latter, the desire not to give up, and unilaterally set a date and time for both. "I'll be waiting for you."

Someone who once waited ten hours - and I'm sure he was just waiting - was very effective. In the sense of attaching guilt and superiority to the other person.

(First of all, you need to be bonded.)

But at the rendezvous time of the date, it was Count Luvansch, who was sweating with a handkerchief, who appeared in the park of the rendezvous place.

"I'm sorry, I'm feeding you at the Mansion right now...! Please, I want you to calm your anger!

"Oh, no. I'm just waiting for you."

My uncle also wrote down the date and time, hoping that she might pull Miss Lila, but I didn't think my uncle himself would fly away.

Raise the head of Count Luvansch to calm Walt.

"I've been told many times that I don't know how things work because I spoiled them too much... and that I don't have such a thankful relationship. I can't believe it's that day."

"Compared to His Majesty the Emperor, there is no way I can be underestimated."

"As long as you're ashamed. It really worked. Even if you just ask me to face you, it seems like I'm being refused from one end... I'm narrow too."

It's only natural that you disrespect the Emperor and his wife.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. But for me, it's a thankful story. It means you have time to dictate without haste."

"Thank you for saying that."

Count Luvansch lowered his chest and then saw a smile and Walt.

"Please wait a little longer, the people from the house are coming."

…… If you hate it so much, you can change the day again. This was originally a one-sided story. "

It would certainly be better if you came to work, but if you were dragged here, you might have an extra bad mind.

But Count Luvansch opened his eyes wide and shook his head to the side.

"No, don't spoil it there! My niece is bad. Besides, I was first seen by a colored man like you. I don't have any unhappy daughters."

"That's... an honor."

"My niece is also reflecting because I gave a strong sermon. They should come quietly. And I won't be angry if my niece doesn't come back tonight."

Count Luvansch laughs. Walt also tried to follow him, but his cheeks pulled.

You gotta be kidding me, I know. But now I want to slap my tongue.

(I may have missed it. Count Luvansch was lucky to have spoken a little... but I didn't know he was so eager.)

Before Miss Lila could tell me anything, it would be more troublesome if my uncle got run over.

"I won't be a sending wolf. I want to relax with Miss Lila."

The restraint must have been conveyed. Count Luvansch looked in a hurry.

"I'm not going to bother you. But when I think that niece will get soft again, I feel like I'm stuck...."

You're worried.

"Yes, I'm embarrassed, but I had plans to get married this year."

It's new to me.

"Well... congratulations. But in that case, what is the title...?

"Oh, don't worry. Of course, it's been a long time since I gave Lila to my wife. I will be your assistant for a while, but the title is only for Lila's bridegroom."

"Ah, no. I didn't care about that."

Doesn't the restored title of the house mean anything to you? With suspicious eyes on Walt, Count Luvansch nods in awe.

"No, we have to keep this in mind. I'll finish it later. Please trust me."

"Of course it is. I'm counting on you. Count Luvansch is famous for being fair and impartial."

In fact, even if the suspicion of selling magic incense rises, Count Luvansch's reputation is that he "will not."

"It's an honor to meet you. But I also want to rely on you, Mr. Lombard. Actually, my niece seems to have a strange man hanging out with her lately, and I wonder what she's done about it...."

Is it a church man? In any case, it is highly probable that someone related to Magic Incense is involved.

"Who are they?"

Count Luvansch waved his hand to the eaten Walt.

"No, I don't have a clear confirmation. I'm a daughter of my age. Normally, it is not a step away from the Mansion. However, a servant reported that there were people wandering around the mansion... thank you..."

"You think you're involved with Miss Lila?

"Yes... but if my niece says something strange or does something strange, could you talk to me first? It's about the survival of the house."

Count Luvansch whispers. Walt nodded back to his mistrustful niece.

"I see. Miss Lila is an innocent girl. Perhaps he and his wife were attracted to strange people for buying their discomfort."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's because you didn't show it to the public, because it's really unknown and dreamy - oh, it's coming."

A carriage with the emblem of the Count Levanche family stopped in the wide aisle. Count Levanche laughs with a smile.

"I'll be in a bad mood, so I'll sneak out."

"... it's hard to have a niece of your age."

"No, no, thank you."

Count Luvansch is a good uncle who leaves in a different direction from the carriage. That's all I can see.

(My niece must be in the way, but I wonder why you can be so kind. Too twisted, me)

When I looked at her cheeks and waited there, I saw Miss Lila finally come out of the carriage. Speaking of which, she notices her outfit with attention.

Having met her for the first time in a week, she wore a cute short-sleeved one-piece dress with inflated cuffs.