How to Escape from an Implacable Man

Failed.

I was the "Ugly".

Alone with Master Crest, it was a large park that the carriage rocked me to.

Yes, I forgot. That the man who escorts me next door is a beautiful young man who attracts people's eyes, popular with noble ladies!

"Well, isn't it Master Crest?

"That's unusual. I can't believe you're out of work."

"Where's the girl next door?

"Come on, you're a face I've never seen at a night club."

I think I'm going to burn with my gaze!

The dim gardens of darkness are lit by the way. Among other things, the fire, which burns red in the centre, is spectacular.

But my back must also be in flames with the sharp gaze of the ladies.

"What's wrong?"

"No, anything. I was just in love with the beautiful fire."

Then there's another thing I think is a detour.

It's a set of what I'm wearing.

Glossy beautiful red scarlet "Bee Hi" and mountain blown dress. Light peach high heel. Thin silk gloves. Ruby's hair decoration given to Amalia by her beautifully tied hair.

I decided to go to this festival, so I'm happy (? The guy next door! How much do you want? I was scared when I put my sleeve through and my hands shook! You've got too many fine embroidered hems and sleeves!

Extremely, accessories decorate both ears and chest.

It's a diamond. It's a diamond.

I've only ever thought of jewellery as a magical tool, but even though diamonds are so expensive that I knew they were the finest materials, I couldn't help it.

That's, like, three big ones!

Uh, I wonder how much magic you can save for something so clear and fine. I want to experiment. I want to experiment.

"Good evening, Master Crest"

……

"Once, I saw you at Sir Duamel's party, this is Elizabeth. Do you remember?

……

A lady in a dress sprinkled with embroidery of red roses 10,000 times on white has spoken to Master Crest, is she ignoring it?

"Who's your cutie? Could you introduce me?

……

Hello, please, give him a reaction. Otherwise, I'd be killed with my gaze by this beautiful lady.

Don't stare at me, too. This exchange is your third person. I've noticed that you haven't shown any signs of giving up yet.

"... I'm sorry"

Oh, I finally opened my mouth.

"My people are not used to these places. You can care about other people's company, but I wonder if you'd like to leave your company alone, Miss Elizabeth Glenbeck"

How about responding with an absolute zero degree voice to someone who knows their real name properly, Dear Crest.

Poor thing, the lady walked away with her back to us, curling, wondering if she had shuddered plumply with anger or fear.

"Hey, that's gonna be pretty funny."

Mr. Carl calls out to see where he was from.

"Carl, what happened to the other guy?

"Huh? Uh, you seem a little off. You don't have to worry about me or her, because we're easily lost in each other."

I tilted my neck in my ear to see what a stray personality it was, and I didn't get the crest-like whine, "You must be a convict, but you cheat".

"How's Marie enjoying herself?

"Ah, yes. I think it's very fantastic and beautiful. - Um, are all the people who are here, the nobles?

"No, I'm not just open to nobility. Couple of men and women only, but I've seen a couple of merchant maids."

A few people, that means mostly nobles?

"Oh, Marie, did you see that event over there? A magician floats a small flame-"

"Don't talk about it."

And he blocked the words, and he said, "Huh?" Is Carl, pointing at the tip of his mouth, accustomed to Master Crest's fury already?

"Fine. Crest's magician haters are also muscular, aren't they? The sorcerer who grabbed Marie, well, I know, but you don't have to hate the whole sorcerer out of anything, do you?

"It's not like I don't like magicians. I just hate magical entertainment."

My shoulder shivered with the words, tingling. Perhaps it has nothing to do with the fact that your teacher was making money for research in a pastime.

"Hmm? So, have you tried that fortune teller over there? And there's a stall lined with cocktails at the fountain."

"With you, shut up"

"That's terrible, Crest. Then I'll go with Marie. Come on, I'll buy you a Beloved ribbon for sale over there."

"Go find your partner. You would have picked it out."

As I pressed Mr. Carl with his elbow, who tried to grab my hand, Master Crest held my shoulder and pulled him closer. As soon as possible, I feel my surrounding eyes have become rugged and sharp. I want you to give me a break.

"Yes, sir. The disturbers will be dispersed.

I look up softly at my neighbor, Master Crest, anticipating that Mr. Carl waved furiously and vanished into a wave of people.

"Um..."

"What?

"What do you mean your partner is more dull? You have a partner who came to the festival with you, right?

Yes, it is. A strangely disguised gatekeeper stood at the gate of the garden and wouldn't let me in unless I was a couple of men and women.

Well, they don't seem to ask about the age difference, so some of them were usually parents and children. With Derredelle's father and young daughter, or with a grumpy looking son and a good-looking mother?

"The only time for an examination is when you come in. Accidentally ripped off inside, but nobody cares. Even if you're a different partner when you leave."

After hearing Master Crest's answer, it took a beat of time to understand.

I mean, once you're inside, you can do whatever you want.

Though Mr. Carl thought he was a light-hearted person, he was otherwise properly light-hearted, it seems.

"Uh, can I go to the fountain?

I asked as I removed the hand of Master Crest on his shoulder to look as natural as possible.

◇ ◆ ◇

"Thank you so much today"

I bow my head in front of a big bonfire.

"If it was fun, that's fine"

I still don't get the look on Mr. Crest's face in flames. You don't seem angry, but you don't even look like you're laughing.

But on this occasion, where there are other people's eyes, I inspired the courage to say what I could not say before that there would suddenly be no attempted strangulation, even if I said something inadvertently.

Well, at the point where you're staring at the bonfire without looking at Master Crest's face, until you tell me you're being cowardly.

"I knew it would be more fun to be outside your mansion."

"No."

Sudden refusal. Does this mean there are no islands to attach?

"At the very least, I think if I were a little more free to read,"

……

Ooh, looks like this request has some room for concessions.

"And I knew I'd be restless to have an escort all the time"

"... for your safety"

Ugh, subtle reaction.

"And the embroidery I remember because of it, I'd like to try again"

……

Is this okay, too?

In the meantime, I've arranged the easiest requests I can think of.

I looked up at him, standing softly next to him.

Ugh, it kind of seemed like I'd been staring at this one the whole time, and I immediately got my eye on it. But I kind of feel like losing when I stray from this one.

Come on, me.

The beautiful young man in the neighboring white "Hakushi" doesn't know what he's thinking, as always, but he works hard to keep his gaze on his face.

"No, Master Crest?

At least I want to win my freedom just by reading and embroidering that was responsive.

"Master Crest?

If that's what you want to call it, I'm going to use it on top of each other.

Knowing or not my mood like that, Master Crest, who put much more effort into the hand that was circling my waist without knowing, somehow embraced me.

(Huh?)

What is this?

I applied makeup lightly to Amalia before I went out, so when I did that, my Crest clothes got dirty.

"Marizia"

Lips in his ear and whispers his full name, not his nickname.

"Is that what you want?

Should I describe it as a glossy voice? If I did this, I'd probably think that the lady with the painful gaze around me would be Ichikoro.

"I'll give you as many jewels and dresses as you want"

Ooh, that's troublesome.

"Yay, I do think it's nice what I'm wearing today, but I want freedom of movement"

In a hurry, he sighed a troubled sigh.

When they do that in my ear, I'm honestly tickled.

Mostly, it's overprotective against the whimsical, protective horse bones of this one, boy.

I am an ancestral peasant for generations, so can I be a servant? I want you to realize that this treatment is crazy.

"At that time, the embroidery I left behind was brilliant. I still keep it safe."

Did you leave any embroidery behind? and dug up memories, I recall putting the chief embroidered with the family crest and turning it into a souvenir.

I gave you the embroidery of embroidery and frozen preservation that we stabbed together. Sure, I remember losing the potency and throwing it away all over the juice from the rotten vegetables.

"Let's allow embroidery. Reading is also allowed in the study"

Oh, you did it. This alone increases the breadth of action over time.

"The escort, … only after making sure there is no real danger"

Huh?

I doubted my ears.

I never thought you'd stop putting up escorts.

"Really?

I change my posture in my arms and look up to the speaker.

"As for the need for escorts, they were also up from the escorts themselves and servants. If you're overlapping unnecessary expenses, you should think of another use."

Yay!

We can escape surveillance!

Well, Mr. Saara and Mr. Ermina were both tired of my escort. That's right. It can't be in your mansion all day.

My mouth twitches loose.

"Thank you, Master Crest!

When I realized it, with a full grin, I was expressing my gratitude for the roots of all evil.

"... Huh!

Master Crest chewed his lips for some reason and wrinkled at the root of his brow.

Was it a bad time if I thanked you?

Suspicious of my perplexity, he stared at me...

"Hmmm!?"

I want to erase the rest from my memory.

Something soft and warm hit my mouth.

Finally, a never small number of surprise voices rose from the surroundings. Mainly in the voice of women.

My gaze hurt.

I could be stabbed to death with my gaze one day.

I didn't want to think about it.

(Mine, First Kiss......)

Whatever the cause, this overprotective boy took it from me.