At the end of the day, prospective Mary and Patrick had been made engaged.
The topic extended once and for all to the aristocratic world, and the day after the two holidays, the Calleria School at the beginning of the holidays was a holding on to the topic.
Thanks to this, Mary was celebrated in the morning and exposed to the flames of jealousy, so much so that during her lunch break she had begun to resent her father for being the root of all the evils. On the contrary, I was even in the mood to praise Mary for the game that she boasted about the high flying car in this situation.
Not so bad. I can call you in the morning.
Given the size of the two houses, it's natural to be celebrated, and I know that if you celebrate here and stay in the mood, you might have good luck with both houses.
But even though I know it, I'm sick of it.
Among other things, this situation was intolerable for Mary, who was told of a stranger from a side other than the Lady and who was drawing a line with her surroundings.
Still managed to fix it and finally welcomed it after school.
Dozens more...... Mary, who received the words of celebration that could be the hundredth if poorly done, was conveyed a call from Patrick along with those words.
"Master Patrick took me?
"Yes, she wants to talk about everything"
"Yes, thank you for taking the time"
"No. Congratulations on your engagement."
Pecory bows her head and the female student leaves.
I sighed lightly as I looked at its back and lifted my hips in anticipation of a wave of people interrupting.
Mary was walking down the hallway only after school with few people on campus and still getting words of celebration from the different rubbers.
Addy next to Mary, of course. If you're a submissive, you should walk behind your husband.
"I hope you get around to being the biggest guy ever, one or two heads over yourself. I'm gonna lose my nerve."
Mary's word now makes it natural to walk next door.
"Well, I wonder how they'll shake it."
Addy peered into her face with a look of surprise at Mary's words, which were pounded and muttered.
"Is that what it is to be shaken"
"You can definitely think about it at times. Looks like Mary in the game got shaken up in a tight way, but now what happens to me"
Kutsukutsu and laughing Mary even looked like she was having fun and sighed like Addy was frightened.
Patrick in "Dralogy" hated Miss Mary from the bottom of her heart.
I do my best to fly, anything doesn't go my way, or I get eclampsia, and immediately bring up my parents' names and fall into contact with them. There's no way I liked Patrick for his pride, but for not failing to make the effort to match such a "nasty courtier" with a painting of Mary.
Still, Patrick had prioritized Mary because of the relationship between the two houses, but he was forced to get engaged and finally confronted.
Until now, I had followed the house for my parents, but I met Alicia and found what I really needed to take care of and what I needed to be.
The recoil seemed to have been another previous depression or Patrick's attitude when he broke off his engagement, and Mary's impatient momentum, yelling at the protagonist, was breathtaking for the players too.
- It's only because it's not drawn on the game that my imagination swells up, and "what the hell can I say that makes me so angry" is enough to talk about it for a time -
I couldn't figure it out and said to the frightening protagonist, "Because of you!," he repeated, "to the habits of the common people!" and curse. Patrick, who has been chasing me since, blames me, but nevertheless the depiction of Mary staring at me was vivid, with something thin and cold.
By then, Mary, the villain's maid, had been rejected by Patrick.
And now, Mary is also aiming for a destination to take it.
"But it's a strange story to be shaken by a man you don't even like."
"My lady... you have a lot to spare"
Well, I know more or less what they're gonna say.
Addy narrowed her eyes slightly to Mary, who even smiled bitterly knowing she would be shaken... and stopped her leg.
Mary also grabbed her leg when she was caught, "What's wrong?" and look up at him.
"Maybe Alicia pulls herself out"
Mary leaned her neck to Addy's words, who shrugged so.
Pull yourself back, does that mean Alicia gives up Patrick?
But I couldn't think of a single reason for that, and I shook my head sideways when Mary said no. Those two are so sympathetic that you can see them from the side. Besides, I'm not even willing to interrupt them to myself, which is supposed to be an obstacle to the two of us.
"No way, you two are sympathetic even if you skip the game. There's no reason for Alicia to leave."
"You two look different, don't you?"
"No, you don't care about Patrick."
Mary, who knows Patrick well, doesn't think he's going to give up on something - someone he loved too - no matter what kind of difference in status he makes.
He looks cool at first glance. His heart is hotter than anyone else's, and he's a greedy man who does whatever he wants once, and whatever effort he makes to get it.
It doesn't matter who you are or what your rank is there. Overshadowing everything if necessary, Patrick has that talent and strength.
To explain that, Addy shrugged, "Yes..." as she came up with something.
"I think Alicia's gonna pull herself out."
"Patrick himself is good, not anyone else? Nothing's wrong with you."
"Still!"
Mary circled her eyes in surprise at Addy, who suddenly bared her voice.
"Still, I'm trying to pull myself back. No matter how much I like it or love it from the bottom of my heart, I can't stand to drop it to my level.
Then he wants me to pull myself back, be with someone who matches all my life, my elegance and my family, and take a happy path that will be blessed by everyone... "
Second, he weakened his verbal butt like Addy, who was suing me, had returned it to me.
That's the last thing I ever said.
"... that's what I think when I want you to take a happy path"
The word disappeared with a small grunt in his mouth as if he were talking to himself.
"Addy, what's wrong..."
"No, um... someone I know... yes, someone I know is in love with a different person. So..."
Mary looked up at him strangely, to Addy, who explained in various ways.
It doesn't seem like Addy speaking out routinely against his own husband - until he doesn't need it. My gaze wandered away somewhere, too, at the end of it.
"I'll buy you a drink"
And I went back the way I originally came.
Mary, who was left, stared at Addy's back, which was just blurry and getting smaller, suppressing her chest, which was still unable to calm down when she finally returned to me.
"Bi, I'm surprised..."
That was the best way to whine.