"Welcome to my home. I'm Albertine, Alexandrine's mother. I've heard your story many times, Curse. [M]
What is this feeling of understatement...
She'll be fine getting dressed and going to the bathroom even before me.
Like no owner cares about your pet's gaze.
I'm attacked by that feeling...
Is this the real senior aristocrat...
"I'll see you first. Alain de Martin is the third son, my name is Curse. My sincere apologies for the delay in greeting you.
I can't, I can't pretend to be an ill-grown kid. Although it wouldn't make a big difference in front of this mother where she cared all she could for courtesy.
I can never easily call you 'Albert'...
I finally understand that everyone said Alex can't normally be called by name...
"Well, a fine greeting. Alexandrine needs to be apprenticed, too.
"There is no such thing. The lady will always be our model and guide us.
"Curse?"
"Yes, that's superimposed. Can't you figure out how to talk about it?
Ugh, no...
Again, from the finest nobles, I'm such a rude mountain monkey...
"Please excuse me for making you feel uncomfortable when I am a border-growing outlaw.
"No! Curse!? Mother!"
"I'm sorry. That was a bad word. I just want you to talk to me like you normally do. I told you I've heard so many times about you. You think you're gonna have an octopus in your ear already? Phew."
You think it's normal?
There's a fantasy to this!
Talk to the king or something with a tame mouth and only the king praises his prestige as he grows around him!
Which is correct in this case!?
Shit, I don't know!
I don't care anymore.
"I'm sorry about that. I was swallowed up by your aunt's glory. Loads are too much for knights.
"You're still stiff. Well, it's our first meeting, and let's just say it's good. So, what do you do? You want to come to my son-in-law? Or do you want my wife to take it?
"Ha, Mother!? So what's the story?
What are you talking about all of a sudden? You said you weren't even willing to go out with me. Probably.
"I don't really understand the story. I already have a woman in mind. I'm not here, so I might have some time to think about it.
"Oh no! Curse, the woman who decided on her heart..."
"You really know Alexandrine very well. What a bad boy to make fun of a girl. I often don't listen to this girl.
"No, my aunt did mean things.
"My sister won't give it to you!
Whoa, brother, is that you? Cute. You're older than Chiara. You love your sister.
"Nice to meet you. It's just your sister's friend, Curse. Can I ask your name?
"Hmm! It's Alberic! You can use magic!
"Wow! What kind of stuff can I use! Wow! How old are you?
"Seven! You can use a fireball!
"What's a sophomore? Wow! You're working hard! Ray!"
Was it just two down?
That makes me feel so cute.
Right, because I've never interacted with juniors before? I used to play with my neighbors all ages when I was little, but somehow I stopped playing.
It's cute that you don't seem to be complimented and full.
"Come on. Come on. I'll make it dinner. Let's pray.
Dinner was even more sumptuous.
What I liked was the basilisk cartilage fried in queen oak grease. They can only take a little from one basilisk. I want a woohoo beer.
Alex didn't have a lot of mouth for dinner seats. I wonder if it's lit. Totally adorable.