His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

"... I want to disappear..."

He threw himself out on the sleeping table, and Adeline spilled a potpourri.

When the carriage arrived at the mansion where it was to be stayed, Rutvias escorted Adeline without hesitation again with a saintly smile, saying, 'Rest easy, you will be tired', leaving him gently to go with the Chancellor. Adeline, who dropped off her back, walked as if she were dragging her body, where she had now managed to reach the bedroom of the given private room.

-... cat wearing is not such a cute thing.

Every human being has an external face, apart from the one he shows to his close friends and family. But that of Rutvias is no longer a different category.

I thought of a devilish smile, and Adeline trembled.

Rutvias' cat didn't even seem to notice his father's prime minister. Maybe no one knows but Adeline. Rutvias' cat seems pretty good.

Nothingness dominates Adeline's body, replacing the gloomy mood she had until this morning.

Ten years, I thought I was in love.

But to whom the hell was I in love? Was that love in the first place? If it wasn't love, the thought of my chest being ripped off 3 years ago, what the hell...

-... I didn't even have a broken heart.

When I thought so, I twitched and wept in Adeline's eyes.

It was still Adeline's bones that broke in the carriage.

childhood. I fell in love with Prince Rutvias and desperately tried to be worthy of him. I couldn't abandon that love when I found out he loved other women.

She was mocked for her appearance, told in the shadows that she was the queen of fame, and still clinging to her fiancée's status because of her love for Prince Rutvias. The thought of becoming his queen has barely supported Adeline.

But now that I know that love was just a fictional statue. What can Adeline stand for? I can't walk without support.

I felt sorry for myself like that.

Can't I even stand?

"You don't have to be so shy about wanting to disappear, lady!

Millet seemed to misunderstand something about Adeline sinking into the bottom of the mud. She heard about Rutvias' interaction with Adeline at the border, apparently from someone early. Leave Adeline half alone and stay excited.

"You really did, lady! I can't believe His Royal Highness cared so much about the lady. After all, three years ago was a lost cause for His Royal Highness! You're so young!

Even though he is young, Prince Rutvias is twenty years old. I am still young enough.

"I'm impressed! His Royal Highness is blind to the young lady, and rushes straight to the young lady..."

"... Step aside"

Adeline corrected the oddly dramatically arranged daytime events as Bosoboso, but not to the ears of an excited samurai. The one-man reproduction play continues with a huge gesture.

"Adeline, I'm sorry I kept you waiting! I'm not letting you go anymore! and"

"Hey... wait a minute, Millet"

Adeline groans.

But Millet doesn't stop.

"Hissy hugs the weeping lady and goes straight into the carriage"

"What world are you talking about?!?"

Upon heaven, Adaline jumped up.

"Isn't it? That's what the servant who followed your husband said. In fact, the young lady returned in the same royal carriage as Her Highness."

"... it is,"

"My chest is soaking up! Now you can get your daughter a decorative fiancée or something in return for her disobedience!!"

From an early age, that's what took care of me like my daughter, Millet was very concerned, even during the disengagement disturbance three years ago. Adeline wonders if she can tell the truth about the matter with a clear expression as if her worries had been allayed.

-... I just talked to you, and I don't think you can believe me at all...

But why is Rutvias wearing a cat?

I have no idea what it's all about to imitate that fools everyone.

"Come on, lady. Don't be shy forever. Your dress will wrinkle."

Millet seems to assume that Adaline's condition is due to shame. Even to explain otherwise, I didn't know how to explain it, and Adeline ended up getting up noronorous from her bedroom. Creating wrinkles in dresses to increase Millet's work is not serious either.

"... deceiving people... for what reason do you think?

"No reason, no reason. That's a curved sexual root."

Millet answered without a bare gesture of getting lost. Adeline eats into a straight ball answer without too much fruit or lid.

"Shh... the sexual roots bend, huh?

"Of course. To deceive a human being is to do something with a bent sexual root."

"Oh, right..."

Ultimate honesty.

With a smile like a saint, the fruit, he was looking down on his surroundings. That cold smile tells the story of Rutvias becoming a person. I wouldn't even be able to flatter you for having a good personality.

"Woman like you, acid runs"

Adeline is a fool indeed. I have thought of Rutvias all the way so as to believe in a goddess or a saint. From Rutvias' point of view, it would have looked ridiculous.

But wearing such a superior cat is against the rules. Even if it wasn't Adeline, anyone would assume he was a saintly prince.

"... at least I want you to stop wearing that cat..."

Bosoli and Adeline spilled their complaints.

"Come on, lady. It's a little late, but it's lunch."

Soon, the round table is lined with bread, soup, and chicken vanilla grills. The fragrant smell of rosemary made Adeline hungry. I mock myself that after all that has happened, I seem to be trying to fathom myself.

"Would you like some water? Or fruit water?

"... water please"

That's when Adeline tried to put her mouth on the cup in an attempt to moisten her throat with poured water. The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

"Well, who should I be?

Millet, who was serving me, stops his hand and approaches the door to cope.

Father, maybe, Adeline tilted her neck. Other than that, there's no one in the line that's close enough to bother visiting the room.

"Who is it? Marcelio, this is your lady's room, isn't it?

"I am pleased to welcome His Royal Highness Prince Rutvias"

Hearing the sound of his succession, Adeline looked up to her as she fell from her chair.

Why is he here?

You wouldn't even want to see your fiancée's face, which is so annoying that the caries run.

-... I don't even want to see you!

The wounds of the crushed first love statue are, of course, still vivid.

Yet I absolutely don't like confronting that horrible demon, etc.

"Mi, millet! I'm... asleep! I feel bad, so..."

Hope you pick it up… the words that were supposed to go on didn't reach Millet at all.

"Well! I'll open it right up!

Millet opens the door without permission from her younger mistress.

Beyond the open door stood Rutvias, who could follow the knight and samurai of the escort.

"I'm suddenly sorry. Adeline."

over Rutvias smiling brilliantly, Adeline glances as she sees the illusion of a stunning furry cat sitting

"... No, please come in, Your Highness"

Adeline stood up as a courtesy to her well-known opponent. If Rutvias doesn't sit or allow it, Adeline can't sit.

"Were you eating? Should I change it?

A smile that seemed to even spring breeze felt like Adeline could blow into a snowstorm.

"No, I don't mind... Um..."

Adeline patrols. It is common sense to recommend meals to visitors during meals. For this reason, more meals are always prepared for one person.

You can't come and visit me unaware that it's mealtime. That means he could have meant it.

-... I don't want to eat with you...

But you can't just not tell me. He is the prince of this country, and Adeline is his fiancée.

"... if you'd like... would you like to join us?

When Adeline told him to squeeze it out, Rutvias just nodded naturally.

"Thank you. Then I beg your pardon"

Rutvias sat down by hitting himself on the chair opposite Adeline. The samurai and knights who saw it down gently bow their heads and go out into the hallway.

In mild despair, Adaline also sat in a chair.

There is no longer an appetite.

I don't know why he thought about having a meal with Adeline, but just satisfy his appetite and pick it up early.

Rutvias stopped Millet from trying to grab the dish from the large plate.

"You can because I'll do it myself. Can I have you two?

"What!?

"Well, I'm sorry I didn't care what I did."

"Hey... wait..."

Rutvias and I are alone and so on.

"Millet!"

"Bye, lady. Call me if you need me."

Soon after Adeline held him back, Millet walked out of the room. With a deep smile.

Adeline, who was left behind, did not feel alive. Even if you lower your body and kill your breath, like a frog stared at by a snake, you still can't be relieved.

Rutvias doesn't even see such Adeline as chilli, and he's transferring fish dishes from a large plate to a handheld plate.

"... and shall we, among other things?

Fine.

…

Well, there was no conversation.

Rutvias did not hit Adeline with hatred, as he did during the day, rather he did not once close his eyes with Adeline, but he ate silently, and when it was over, he rose.

As a courtesy, Adaline also rises.

They thought he was leaving as he was, but one step ahead of leaving the room, Rutvias stopped and turned around Adeline only with his face.

"Begin today, be sure to call me when you eat or drink tea"

"... Yes?

"Call."

Guilty and staring, Adeline freezes. I can't possibly argue with him or anything.

Rutvias did not wait for Adeline's reply, and now it is time to leave.

"..."

It was the chair that supported the falling Adeline. The tip of the nail touched the dish slightly, but I don't feel like eating another bite.

I wonder why we need to call Rutvias every meal, every tea. If he loves Adeline enthusiastically and wants to eat while watching Adeline's face, he's still just been told 'the bug acid runs' during the day today. His cold eyes and attitude just seem to dislike Adeline, as it was proclaimed.

Then I wish you would thoroughly avoid Adeline, but what the hell are you going to eat with me? I have no idea.

All Adeline could tell was that her conjugal life with Rutvias, which would eventually begin, would not be a happy one.