Go to jail! 〜 The villainous daughter wants to be loved in the extra edition

My fiancée, Nica, gives me a lot of color in my routine.

I just tell myself I have memories of a previous life, and she's exceptionally smarter than just as many kids. Instead of reluctant for me to go to Tengu's library for research, she seems to be passionate about reading with her. Nica seems interested in history, illustrations, etc., and concentrates for hours, even if left alone.

It's nice to be able to talk to each other equally about the books I've read, and I've never seen a girl so calm near me.

We were in the library that day. I think so, and I shall ask her what she thinks about the toll on the streets, which was a matter of concern in Parliament. First of all, we must have an understanding of our country's tax system. I recommended a book to her that was supposedly difficult for adults.

As much as I think academic books are deliberately written in elusive terms, ordinary people take a lot of time to read. It's extra hard because jargon comes up everywhere. Nica seemed to hold onto it every time, but she asked me what I meant.

The amazing thing about her is that she honestly admits she doesn't know and asks right away. As a result, the main points could be suppressed without any extra time.

"That's why when we unify the toll on the streets leading up to the Wang Capital, there are people out there who can't pay. But it's unfair and troublesome."

It's a major road and a valuable source of income, so you can't just not collect it at all. That being the case, I'm not going to wind up from the low-income townspeople. What can I do to prevent you from feeling unfair and complaining? My father tells me to settle this case, which has also been debated in Parliament.

Nica's answer was a light one, so silly that it seemed to bother me scattered.

"Then why don't we split the amount by the size of the carriage? I'm sure a luxurious carriage would be wealthy, and I can pay for it. On the other hand, if you're on foot, you don't collect it, or something."

I see. It also makes sense what she says. With a few supplements, here's the thing.

The spectacular aristocrats will try to use a large carriage. Because of this, he may exaggerate himself that the street toll was difficult. If you spare your taxes and try to get on a small carriage, you'll be instantly fooled in the social world.

Conversely, the wealthy and those who want to brag, even civilians, may deliberately use carriages. As she says, it is also a good idea to decide on the price gradually, such as in the case of a luggage car or on foot. If we are to impose the breadth of choice on the passers-by themselves, does no one call it unfair?

When I thought so, the words of praise spilled out.

"Right! Wow, Nica."

She leads the resolution in just one word of what the big adult spent days arguing about. Nica caught things from her point of view, and she thought hard. If you think for yourself, you won't tell me because you are a prince or a prince.

Speaking of which, this seems to have happened.

"I got a rare fruit from a vendor in and out. Even if we all split up, the numbers are small. Usually the chef tasts first, but happens to be absent. I'm curious about what it tastes like, but cutting it small doesn't get to everyone, and what do I do?

You think Nica accidentally got that consultation from the cooks? "Squeeze it and divide it into fruit juices" would be the exemplary answer. But Nica told me this after seeing the fruit.

"So, how's it going?

He suggested a decision similar to hand-to-hand play in the name of 'Jahnken'. She says, because fruit is better eaten as is without fruit juice.

Those of you who were on the spot soon, it looks like the Games have begun. From what I hear, Yankee only has three patterns: paper, scissors and stones, so if you read the opponent's good patterns, you get close to victory. But surprisingly, the adults were incandescent.

In the end, Nica won.

She divided the thinly sliced fruit into as many as she could in the order in which she had won. I've eaten before, and I was holding it with both hands and licking it.

"I knew Kiwi was sour."

Nica's face imitation became popular amongst the temporary cooks because of the cuteness of the tricks and facial expressions. I was wondering what kind of fruit it was, but if Nica was satisfied, that's fine. Afterwards, "Jahnken" was to be treasured within Tenmiya when it was a decision that required no paper or coins.

In this case, Nica will have a reputation for being cute and approachable. Of course I don't feel bad about being complimented on my proud fiancée. But she's my opponent. I want it to be enough.

Shortly after winter, Nica fell ill. I get word today that my body is weak because of the cold, or I can't go. I got worried. I went to her house there to study.

Nica's sister-in-law Sophia follows me. Nica and I had no choice but to go into the room together because we wanted to talk alone, but we couldn't even handle it in an evil way.

"Nica, are you okay? I heard you weren't feeling well..."

"Hey, El. I need to catch a cold, so why don't you and Sophia have some tea?

My fiancée is still unconnected.

But he looks better, and he looks better than I thought.

"Why not? My fiancée is you. Nica's cold is fine. Hurry up and heal me."

Lie down with me, too, sounds interesting. That way I can talk to you a lot until I'm cured, right? The Duke can't forgive me, but what I'm reading is my wish.

While we're at it, Nica asks Sophia to prepare tea. If I make fun of you wanting to be alone, I'm totally denied it. Nica told me in a strong tone, "You don't have to act like your fiancée until this happens."

- It's not an act. I'm going to make it real.

If I told you so honestly, what would you say?

Nica tries to get rid of me when she's worried. Besides, he said he didn't really want to go to Tenmiya either. Then you said I would go through, but they would caution you not to walk lightly because you are a prince.

"Then I knew Nica would have to come to Tengu, right?

I can't just hang out with Nica, though. You can't just take time off the fun and put the blame aside. I have trouble becoming a wretched king prince and being abandoned after less than eight years. So I pretended to accept Nica's story, and I showed the terms, too. If it were less than ten times a month, it wouldn't even touch official business.

I feel Nika's gaze.

I wondered and asked what was wrong.

She shakes her head sideways in silence.

The cheeks loosen to that trick like a small animal.

What shall I do, Nica is too cute!

I laid my hands on the bed and put my body close to hers. All right, all right, lips in your ears as you stroke your glossy hair.

"Anyway, I'm glad Nica's cold isn't a big deal. Because I want my lovely fiancée to be fine, right?

Keep kissing her cheek gently.

She looked cute when she turned red, wanted to break her great look, and deliberately touched her. Nica, who grates on the way, really doesn't get tired of watching.

I got to see Nica, okay?

The truth is, I already knew.

You don't have a cold, do you?

I know you didn't want to answer the call, but I won't let you get away with it.

'Cause you're the only fiancée I have left, later or earlier.