"But it's quite brave of you to forget all about the tea party hosted by your mother."
"I'm sorry!
In Emilio's words, Miriam rushed out again, grasping and releasing the skirt of the dress.
After seeing this, Emilio burst out unexpectedly.
"Hahaha, this is a joke. You're being honest."
Miriam laid his hand on his chest and felt relieved.
"Don't you like tea parties?
"Well... I guess I'm not very good at it."
Together. I'm not very good either. "
"And His Highness?
"Oh, and I don't like night clubs."
Me too.
When she smiled at each other, Emilio thought of asking what was bothering her.
According to Leonardo, Miriam is said to attend tea parties and evening parties, but for some reason it is called "mahaoboshi” in social circles.
Since I remember the phenomenon of 'being there is certainly not recognized', there was hope that I might find someone who could share this feeling.
"I heard from Leo that Miss Caparoni was attending tea parties and evening parties."
"Yeah, that's right. I usually accompany my family."
"Well, then I've heard rumors before that the last daughter of the Marquis de Caparoni is weak and barely shows up in public, but is that a mistake?
Miriam drops his gaze and frustrates that his disgraceful rumors may not reach the royal family.
Emilio rushed to ask Miriam, who was completely depressed.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to depress you. It's just that you looked very healthy. I wondered why that was happening. Do you remember anything?
Miriam sighed at the thought of her beautiful family.
"Perhaps there is a cause for me. It is very strange for me to say this, but my Caparoni family looks very beautiful. Except me."
"No, I think you're beautiful enough..."
Emilio said so purely, without any compliments, and Miriam was actually a beautiful girl there, but Miriam strongly denied it even though she thought it was disrespectful.
"No, Your Highness. I know myself best. This is a simple fact. I'm not beautiful."
Emilio shuts her mouth to Miriam for a moment and decides to wait and see.
"For example, I will attend a tea party with my mother and sister. We are joining together, so of course your seat will be close."
I see.
"Even if I sat next to my mother and said," My sister and I are sitting next to each other, only my mother and sister would recognize me at the same table for some reason. In front of the overwhelming beauty of the two, I don't have any impression, even forgetting that I existed. "
"I know! I know! I know!
As soon as Miriam finished speaking, Emilio stood up with great momentum and grabbed Miriam's hands with his own.
"Eh!? Ah, Your Highness... give me your hand..."
"Oh, I'm sorry! I was touched by the emotional indiscretion."
"No..."
Releasing her hand, Emilio sat back on the sofa. For the first time, Miriam has been touched by a non-family opposite sex and unexpectedly has a red face.
"Well, that makes sense..."
He leans down and asks somehow.
"No, sometimes I tell my sister this, but Leonardo will be close to me."
Yeah, that's right.
All of a sudden, Miriam wonders, but Emilio keeps talking without worrying.
"We're always acting together. That's why even night parties and tea parties."
That's right.
"Oh, and because of the beauty of Leonardo, I still don't get noticed. First prince, after all."
"Yes, I'm sorry for the inconvenience my brother caused..."
While saying that, Miriam feels kind of intimate. I don't think it is very other human resources.
"As a prince of a country, it's a really pathetic story to say that you don't exist."
"No, I understand your feelings very well. I'll get caught in it."
Now Miriam stood up unexpectedly and wrapped Emilio's hands in his own.
"I see! Do you understand me?
Emilio also stood up and wrapped his hands around Miriam.
It was the first time I found a comrade. They stared at each other with such thoughts for a while.
Gashan!
Looking back at the noise, Leonardo, who had harvested herbs with Beatrice, dropped the harvesting equipment he had in his hand and stared at Emilio with a look of anger.