"... Dan. Calling me here, what the hell is it? Me, I need to get back to him soon?
"Oh, I knew you wouldn't take me..."
The tone is different, and I haven't made my name clear... but the voice was Yuri.
And the voice of the man called Dan... I just wanted to resemble that of Mimosa's fiancée I heard at the ball venue.
No way...... the suspicion is just my head and it draws my blood.
"I know you can't do it. When you're on that side, you're lying to yourself. At least if you rest your mind here......"
"Take extra care of me. I have to go back."
"Oh, wait. Dear Yuri,"
... after all, and exhale the moment her name comes up.
Still, she's faking herself?... Does Dan mean he knows who she is?
"... I made a crappy excuse. The truth is... I was in love with you and just wanted to see you two like this."
Ask him what's going on inside through the door gap. Dan was kneeling and taking her hand off his knees.
"You're no match for me.... this is how I missed you, too."
"Oh, Master Yuri......!
Dan hugged her as he was impressed. She accepts that.
"... I am the Lady of the Baron's House of Clumsiness. Even so, my father insisted that I find a good lord myself. He was lucky to see me, but I dumped him for it. You found me like that. So I can breathe easily on your side."
... to what she says, doesn't he know who she is? And I started to think.
Simply because, usually, she's acting, and she just doesn't believe it's what she's saying or that her personality is really her......
"... but you'll already belong to another woman."
To her worried voice, he hurries to open his mouth.
"No... My heart is yours forever".
Until then, I was calmly thinking about letting Tanya look for his relationship with his house and the Twill Nation, like it was his relationship with her, and I blew it up.
I woke up, or... was the expression accurate to my mind?
Dan... is Mimosa's fiancée.
Until then, I had only considered the aspect that there was simply one more of her handkerchiefs……. He is the fiancée of my dear friend.
I thought that was also a relationship that I loved and loved enough to happily report in a letter.
No stranger suffers from this fact.
A friend of mine... is betrayed by her fiancée just like me.
Imagine that future, I darkened before my eyes.
Returning the heel immediately, he returns to the hall to find Mimosa. Now anyway, I couldn't think of anything but having to talk to Mimosa.
"... Dear Mimosa"
It wasn't until I got back that I found her standing alone on the wall.
"What have you done? Dear Iris."
"There, let me tell you something. May I?
"Sorry......"
"Just a little."
I wish her no.
My wish arrived, she agreed, after a few thoughts, 'If only a little'.
I pulled her out like that, and I brought her into the proper empty room.
"Mimosa...... where is your fiancée now?
"Come on?... He said he'd be resting in the modest room for a little while. Maybe you're tired from all the greetings today."
After all, he was with Yuri.
... No, I didn't have to ask Mimosa, though I was sure because I saw her earlier.
Still, I asked her this because I sincerely wish she was different.
I misjudged him.
Even now, the desire to be so is in me.
"... mimosa. Hard to say...... shouldn't marrying him be stopped?
"What's the sudden matter?... you know as much as you can't pull it off later than you're saying publicly like this, right?
"Not yet, we'll make it!... I don't think he'll fit in with you."
I want to be clear, but I can't.
Thinking about keeping her from getting hurt, I can't really tell you what I just did.
... even though I know it hurts either way if I don't tell you.
"Stop. I know best who suits me. If that's what you're talking about, I'll excuse you."
I rush to grab her hand with my back turned.
"Wait!... Um, actually, I know a story that's not very good in his women's relationship. So mimosa......"
She shook off my arm when she said that. To that reaction, my thoughts stop.
"... nothing, that's good. If only he'd come back to me one last time."
Look in her eyes, I realize.
"No way... you knew?
Her eyes swayed slightly at my inquiry.
"Is that good enough? Because I'm saying I'm good."
"It's not good! My dear best friend… I cannot bless your unhappy marriage"
"'The value of happiness is up to me. It is my happiness to be by his side' … the words of your lord, who complained to me about Prince Edward. I'd be happy if I could be by his side. So please don't say anything more about him."
"Because I failed about Master Ed, yes!
I said as I screamed, with a gushing impulse in my heart.
"I want to be happy with Master Ed!... I really thought so until that incident happened. Even if Master Ed hadn't looked at me, I even thought that would be good. I, my blood, will help him… yes I found the significance of being on his side myself and stayed on his side.... but it's just vain."
Tww, and tears on my cheek. My emotions are daunting, and I can't control mine myself.
"Only when, my heart was filled with more and more black things. I didn't like myself like that, I grew more and more into that depth. Mimosa, I don't want you to feel that way."
"Iris... you don't look noble"
Mimosa, who said so, was faceless.
"Happy just to be on your side?... The truth is, you just didn't think that. You wanted me to give you back your words, didn't you?... really, not like a nobleman"
Pale, she utters words.
"The blue blood that flows through this body is cotton and inherited and should continue to be protected.... That's why mothers, grandmothers, and their ancestors, who have never seen their faces before them, have been repeated in their political marriage for so long. That's the nobility, isn't it?
To the words questioned, I could not return them.
Too much, too much honesty.
"So if he makes a woman other than me but comes back at the end, that's fine. What you need in a political marriage is the blood that runs through you. That's what makes me so much happier than home. In that sense, Iris. That's when you mistook the meaning of marriage."
Words blade and descend on me.
"Mimosa, is that really good...?
The word leaked from his trembling lips was an inquiry like a toddler.
"... eh. Yeah. I'd rather live on my feet on the ground than be in love with an unfulfilled dream.... Yes, I've decided."
My head chilled in her resolute words.
"Yes...... sorry. I said something extra. If I'm ready for you, I won't say it any more."
When I gave it back, she smiled.
... but those eyes aren't laughing.
Either that or I even felt like I was making you feel sad.
"Then I'll have to keep him waiting. Excuse me here."
But before pursuing it, she left.
I guess she didn't want to be done that herself.
"I'm not ready at all..."
Pottori, I squealed where I couldn't see her anymore.
Marriage for home… it was born as a nobleman. It is normal and obligatory.
I myself am now thinking of marrying the prince of the Acacia as a pawn.
So I know you say this is my ego. But still...
"It's not for the house, I want you to be happy yourself..."
I've seen it when we spent time together, and I want her real smile in the future.