His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

The next morning, Adaline was troubled in front of the round table. Warm soup in front of you, sautéed vegetables. Bread lined with bright fruits and grapes. But Adeline's forefinger doesn't try to move at all. His face was dark, too.

-... maybe I should go get it.

And it was said unto him, Call it at meals and teas. But naturally, Adeline doesn't feel comfortable. Dinner was often eaten by myself because my parents were busy from an early age. To that loneliness, I have not once or twice thought of wanting someone to dine with. But now, I didn't know the quiet tranquillity of a meal to be taken alone would be such a shame...

"What's going on? Ma'am, the soup will cool off, won't it?

Millet shakes his neck.

-... you should let him go get it.

The future husband, but also His Royal Highness the Prince. You can't ignore it.

-... but you said you might have forgotten...

It was the sound of knocking on the door that smashed such a glimmer of hope.

…

"Well, who have you been in the morning?"

Millet approaches the door.

I didn't have to ask for a follow-up, but I knew who had come to visit.

"His Royal Highness Prince Rutvias is here."

-... here I come!

Adeline solidified herself into fear.

"Well! One moment please!

Millet opened the door without still asking the mistress if the door was open or closed.

"Good morning. Adeline."

Adeline's fiancée came in gracefully, smiling like a saint, just wondering if the posterior light was shining.

"... Good morning, sir..."

Standing up is the best you can do, and smiling can't even give you back shards.

"... how about a meal, together, then, huh?

"Well, I guess I'll take it"

Nodding lightly, Rutvias sat in the same chair as last night.

"Ma'am, if you had made a breakfast appointment with Your Highness, please let me know."

Millet whispered and complained to Adeline, but that face looks happy. I guess it looks like a beautiful exchange of first-time fiancées by my side.

-... if you don't know this smile is a cat...

I'm sure Adeline would have loved a meal with Rutvias, too. But such dreams are now foams.

When Millet finished his minimal service, he left the room himself without being told anything.

And visiting is a brutal reality.

The door's gonna end. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

On the top of the Buddha, between his eyebrows, he silently chops the grape bread by hand and carries it to his mouth.

………

Adeline also ate grape bread, but despite her liking, she felt as if she was eating it in the sand as well.

Breakfast like the end of the world still ended without a word of conversation.

Adeline's ordeal did not stop at the meal. Oh, my God, Adeline was supposed to board Rutvias' carriage.

"But I can rest assured that you will be at peace with His Highness."

…

The usually harsh prime minister can't resist Adeline to say that in his father's face.

"Be careful because the wind is strong"

With such gentle words and a smile, Rutvias escorts Adeline to the carriage. When the carriage moved and I didn't have to worry about my gaze from the outside, the cat that was circling over Rutvias' head and doing the hair repairs flew away perfectly.

-... hallucinations, I can see...

It's the end of the line, Adeline said, endangering her own sanity.

Rutvias is on the top of the Buddha, still looking out all the time, without a word.

Adeline occasionally stole a side like the painting.

Will we continue to pretend that we are close in public for the rest of our lives, even though we have no conversation, no connection of heart? I wonder what I will do with the inheritance. Will Rutvias hold Adeline because he can turn the side chamber upside down, or because he is obliged? I get chills in my spine when I think about it. I'm sure it will be an act of nothing, nothing but painful.

And what do children think and how do they grow up with mother-friendly fathers only in public, as more and more children are born?

Or is Rutvias going to wear a cat even in front of a child?

-... Shall I talk to someone...?

My father's face came to my mind.

But then the voice rises.

'Safe'. Sounds delightful, but complicated to let go of my daughter.

My eyeballs got hot and my tears made me so. People who value their position as prime ministers over their personal feelings. Adeline has been tough with what she deserves as a queen. Adeline also knows that she wishes her daughter very normal happiness. That's why you can't let your father know about your actual relationship with Rutvias.

Because I'm sure you'll be terribly sad.

Adeline, who had shaken her sanity by putting on and taking off Rutvias' cat as if another personality were to be replaced, but also the next day, she gradually got used to it.

Then he began to wonder if he could somehow improve the silence in his meals and carriages, like the end of the world. At the very least, I want to regain the flavour of grape bread.

But Rutvias is scared, and I don't think he'll respond to the conversation with Adeline.

Another day, he endured silence, but finally that afternoon, in the carriage, Adeline tried to speak to Rutvias.

"... Um... why is Your Highness wearing a cat?

Swaying courage for the rest of his life, Adeline asked, but Rutvias doesn't even try to take his gaze off the window.

"I don't know how to tell you that."

"... right..."

Sure, there won't be anyone else to reveal their circumstances to someone they don't like. The bravery gathered crumbles like worn out and dust chips.

-... I'm sure the grape bread won't taste good tonight either...

No, I'm sure it's worse. I don't like Adeline, it must taste like lever.

Rutvias sighed deeply across the street from the depressing Adeline.

And, oh, my God, I turned this one over.

"... you rarely see a human being worth dating for real."

Gracefully assembling long legs is a work of art. Unless that face is even distorted annoyingly.

"... Huh?

"I was going to answer that question as to why you're wearing a cat?

"Ah, yes..."

Adeline panicked. Conversation. We have to have a conversation. Improve the relationship a little bit. And the taste of grape bread in this hand, no, on the tongue!

But Adeline, who is worse at interpersonal relationships than she was, is desperate, and she can't possibly give a thoughtful response.

"So, but that's like fooling everyone..."

-... Oh! Oh, my God!

I regretted it the moment it came out of my mouth, but it was too late.

Rutvias' blue eyes glowed.

"Deceive?"

"Hih..."

-... they'll kill me!

Adeline tried to hide herself in the shadows with a handbag, but unfortunately only her mouth could hide in the sachet.

Rutvias arms and narrows his eyes. Frustrated from all over his body, he stands up as if it were hot air or smoke.

"What we need from you guys in the first place would be a fine and convenient prince for us. I'm offering it to you. Thank you. No sardine will ever be criticized."

"Oh, you're right, sir."

Almost crying, Adeline agreed. Let's snort even if he says white lace is black. If you refer to pearls as dust, turn everything you have slightly into a garden. Definitely not against him. And I won't talk to you again. It is a species with a lifelike taste of grape bread.

At that time, the carriage stopped only with the help of heaven.

Slightly. I can hear you from the outside.

"This is the mansion we are staying at today"

"Okay."

In a cool voice, Rutvias replied. If Adeline turned around, there was Rutvias with a wonderful cat over his head smiling like a saint.

…

"Come on, shall we go? Adeline."

"... yes..."

What a fast-changing person.

Overlay your own hands on the hand offered.

When Rutvias supported him out of the carriage, the mansion's samurai and samurai were gratefully lined up.

"Thank you for welcoming me. I'll take care of you, thank you."

To Rutvias, who greets him with a smile, several maids lay down their faces blushing, and those who do not are in love.

He even looked out for the same-sex samurai.

"His Royal Highness Prince Rutvias, you have come well"

Behind the master of the mansion bowing his head respectfully, his daughter stared at Rutvias with a hot look that seemed to wander.

-... Oh, you were Master Hardevich's mansion...

One of Adaline's former friends.

I used to even think of you as my best friend, but after the engagement dissolution disturbance, every time I see you, I look down on Adeline and throw words of contempt at you.

But now, there is only one prince of Reishi in her eyes.

-... I'm happy I don't know anything...

Under that beautiful face, Rutvias may be looking down on Hardevich and his father. No, if you're a beauty like Hardevich, maybe you don't get into that example.

In any case, many other than Adeline have been deceived by the fine cat that the Prince of Beauty possesses.

-... I want to go back to when I was fooled too...

On Rutvias' head, a cat shouted Nyaa.