How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Oh, no, but..."

Marie lowers her eyebrows like she's in trouble and looks at her.

You just look at me like you're inviting me. After all, should I take him away to the bedroom without question?

"What can you be discouraged from doing? Mr. Crest doesn't have a job today, and he's practicing the real thing, isn't he just hitting it and putting it on?"

I assure Marie that there is no such thing as annoyance about Marie, who cares about me, that "but it's my day off, so it will be a nuisance to Master Crest" in the words of the family order Hurl.

"Master Crest says this, too. Come on, Master Marie."

Marizia walks over here with a snack, prompted by her thoughtful maid Amalia. You're spotting my bottom line, and you look alert somewhere. But it's time to realize that the upside is to stir this one up.

"Um..., sorry, Master Crest"

Marie said this by showing me in those mysterious purple crystal eyes.

"Would you mind accompanying us to dance practice?

- Of course, there was no reason to say no.

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Bread, bread, bread.

Sounds like Hurl's clapping.

Katsu, Katsu, Katsu

Marie's steps, a little unbundled, are not too busy delaying or overtaking it.

Marie's gaze unfortunately goes to her own feet, not mine, her partner. Hal kept clapping his hands at me, looking at me like I was in trouble.

A little more, I wanted to watch Marie desperately try to take the steps, but is it time for the tide?

"Hiccup."

A small scream and Marie's body leaned gakun,.

I supported her luxurious "shabby" body and pulled her hips together.

I guess it's assuming the production. Looks like my unworn heel shoes have been earthed diagonally.

Are you okay, Marie?

"Yes, sorry..."

Marie's words, who looked up at me sorry, broke without context.

"Ku, Master Crest, the... close,"

With that said, did you keep holding it?

But it's a shame you let go of her soft, warm plush right away.

"Marie?"

"Yes."

"Like gaze at me, not at my feet, but at my partner. It's okay to take the wrong steps. Where your foot got on my foot, it's like an angel's wings touching it, and if you're about to lose shape, I'll definitely protect you."

"Ha... I"

When Marie, blinking her eyes, barely replied in such a way that her neck muscles gradually faded red.

"Well, I'm sorry!

Marizia's slender arm pushes me all the way through my chest. Cute as a kitten resists, I'd rather embrace her.

It was at the edge of sight that Hal and Amalia's eyes were revealing their vigilance. Hi. These two seem to suspect that I may have a grudge against Marie.

... Well, if you can point out if you can say "no," that's a different story.

If you have no choice but to let go, Marizia stepped back from me and said, "I flatter you. I flattered him," he muttered small and took a deep breath. I'm not even supposed to use words on Marie. [M] When the hell will I understand?

"Again. Marie."

"Ha, ha."

If you glance at Hiraki and Hurl, you start to get rhythm again with a clap of hands.

Marie, look at me.

"But..."

"Trust your partner. I don't mind making mistakes like steps."

"Huh..."

"Let's go, one, two, three"

If you move your foot, Marie's foot catches up at the same time.

Lower, down, rise. Lower, down, rise.

I used to check with my head every time I step, but now I'm completely stained with my body. At a night club with half a job and half a face connection, it was something that was pioneering and "hiccups" because of a wasted and neat face, but it's strange because even that troublesome memory seems important if you think it was a fabric stone for dancing with Marie.

"Marie, your gaze is dropping"

"So, but..."

"Look at me. Don't worry about it."

Yeah, while I'm dancing like this, I realize Marie's flimsy gaze is being held against me. What a happy thing to do.

"Ah."

My arms hold back Marie, who raised her voice low and nearly collapsed.

"You'll be fine, won't you?

In my words, Marie's voice whispered, "Thank you very much." I just wish this time would last forever.

But unfortunately, if there is a beginning, there is an end.

Hal's clapping stops and Marie's leg stops too.

"Again, you two are breathing together. There won't be any real problems with this."

"So, but that's because Master Crest is good, right? With the others, I figured..."

Moments, I hold my breath.

What then gushed was a fiery passion.

"Marizia"

"Ha, ha."

"Are you going to dance with someone other than me?

"Huh..."

Marie's eyes opened when she looked up at me. I wonder if the deep glowing amethyst will fade away at zero.

"But the... oh, in those places, it's something to dance with all sorts of people -"

"You just have to dance with me, the 'fiancée'"

"... Really?

Marie's question was directed at Hurl, who was refraining.

How come you don't believe my words?

"Some of them are like that. You don't have to dance with the others, especially if you can't."

"But, Carl... I have an invitation..."

"I don't mind turning it down"

"Uh, that."

"Say no."

That guy, you should thoroughly 'work with' once you're in the Knights.

You can make me understand how my position as brother-in-law is useless to me.

"Excuse me."

A maid named Isabetta entered the room with a knock of a rushed appearance. The wagon is filled with fruit water.

"Marie, let's take a break"

"Oh, yes."

I guess I remembered a little tiredness when I urged the couch with my hands around my hips. Sit down next to me in obedience.

Staring at Marie swallowing sweet dew with a dull, dusty throat, I could see Amalia and Isabetta talking about something at the edge of their sight. The tailing technique knocked in by the Knights - the technique of not placing the tail object at the center of your sight and daring to remove it - is also useful in close proximity.

When Amalia left the room, Isabetta was pulling Kravicord out of the square bag that was standing in the corner of the room.

Marizia, in the middle of my sight, finally took a breath or leaned her neck and looked up at me.

"Dear Crest. Is there any trick to improving it?

"The trick? It would be the best shortcut to repeat the practice and remind your body. But......, you can't dance with your breath without looking at them. I also know you care about the steps, but you need to see your partner properly"

I'm not lying, but I'll give you some advice in the second half with hindsight for some reason. But Marizia was honestly nodding "I see". Don't you doubt my words? Or did you decide it wasn't a lie?

Pine.

Marie's eyes were diverted from mine by the clear sound of the strings playing.

At the end of her gaze, Isabetta was pushing some keyboards to see how Kravicord was doing.

And when I get permission to Hurl, who was watching next door, I start playing waltz.

I see.

Although there was something shallow about his personality, he heard that his skills were diverse, but he was convinced that this was the case.

Marie next door said, "Mr. Isabetta, it's amazing!" He was sending a sneak applause of praise. It's adorable, but it's frustrating to praise not many other humans.

But that maid named Isabetta is rarely in love with me for a woman her age. Instead, there's more watching me and Marizia together. Unlike Hal and Amalia putting up a line of alert against me, there are even signs that they would rather push Marizia towards me.

(No need to disparage a few allies)

I gently took the hand of my neighbor.

"Now you seem to have a proper accompaniment."

"Oh, I see. That's what this is all about."

Invite honest Marizia to the center again and gauge the timing of the steps together. My left leg and Marie's right leg move at about the same time, continuing the steps to accompany the three beats.

I get Marizia's eyes, my cheeks loose. Thanks to the fact that I remembered I was able to dance well during my earlier practice on the clap, Marizia was keeping her body in obedience to my lead. Oh, my goodness.

"Eh."

Marizia's leg was disturbed. Hold your feet in an inch where they are about to fall.

The sound of accompaniment was disturbed. If I let the performer run his gaze even though I was taking steps in a good atmosphere because of it, Hurl would have whispered reprimand "hiccups". My ears pick up the cause of the accompaniment disturbance. What a crappy reason.

(Love the two of you dancing happily...... so?

"Master Crest?

"What?

"... I don't know, you look happy. Do you like dancing?

I was alarmed. He had a loose mouth by accident. No, you can't possibly hide my emotions through Marizia in the first place. Marie's eyes are so special that she can't fathom the little tricks she learned in the Knights, such as tailing and observation. In terms of discerning my emotions,

"Right. I enjoy dancing with you."

She blinded herself to my words in haste. I didn't even have to ask why. The area around the ear is a little red. Dyed cheeks like ripe apples make me restless. It's just not gonna taste good to push him down here, so he still managed to get into my room...

"Master Crest?

"What?

"Accompanying role, it's hard because you have to keep playing at the same tempo all the time"

"... Marie's so sweet"

I teach Marie that there are two instrumental people in noble mansions who can demonstrate their abilities at these times. Of course, there are houses where you can't hire those people, but in that case, slap the movement on your body with a clap of hands.

"... I see"

Marie holds her mouth down with her hands and still thinks of something. Its eyes sank into a sea of thought detached from this world, and the purple glow deepened.

I know. Marie said she was thinking about that "sorcery".

Sounds like something called witchcraft gets remixed at the end of a tremendous trial and error, and once Marie starts thinking about the new formations of potency, she's pissed off because she even forgets I exist in front of her.

"Excuse me. Dear Crest, Dear Marie"

To Hurl's voice, Marie returns haphazardly to see Isabetta trying to start accompanying her again. But with the cloth Har spread out, Isabetta's appearance was hidden. Apparently, in an effort to focus on accompaniment, Isabetta won't see us dancing aggressively.

"Marie"

"Yes."

Led by the sound of a string being clawed again, I put my hand on Marie's waist.

As shown, the steps begin, and Marie moves her legs without defying my lead. I don't know when I practiced, but the basic steps seemed to be firmly engraved into my body.

"What about saving the sound itself? Starting with the analysis of what sounds like in the first place..."

Marizia, with her gaze at me, her heart's not here.

I guess you don't realize the thought is in your mouth at some point. Still, the foot is a big deal because it's taking precise steps. Wouldn't it be better to not be aware of the steps on the contrary?

... just.

"Accompaniment…. Make the instrument body remember the movement? But then..."

I guess I'm the only one hearing it. This voice.

The turn is also encouraged, but the decision remains, and as he was worried, there is nothing like stepping on his feet.

... but this is a problem.

"If every sound corresponds to each keyboard, with a combination of boards that made you remember the movement on top -"

The bottom of my stomach chilled a lot.

Wrap your anger around a low voice and drop a whisper in your ear.

"If you don't look at me, why don't I stay in the dark with you"

"Yikes!"

I'm surprised Marizia steps on her feet and breaks down. I couldn't support it intentionally and fell from my back like her body was coming over me.

"Dear Crest, Dear Marie!

I hear Hurl's hasty voice and Isabetta's accompaniment stops.

"Marie?"

"Shit, Master Crest, I'm sorry - hmm?

I fell on my back. I got in a sleeping position over me. I prevented Marie from rushing up and trying to get up, hugging me all the time.

"Marizia. What's that an apology for?

"The fact that I fell and involved Master Crest - no"

I stroked my hugged back and my eyes trembled small to see if you had finally noticed my anger.

"Marie, I told you to look at your partner."

"... Yes"

"You didn't see that, did you?

"... yes, yes"

I'm sorry, Marie's tail sounds smaller apologizing.

If you gently stroke your slightly hardened cheek, its face will blush in embarrassment.

"When you're with me, you just think about me. Otherwise -"

"Otherwise?

My heart is lit with a dark "lazy" flame.

"I will never show you the light again."

Which room should I use? Or shall we build a new separation? To make sure she can only think about me, every night there...

"Ku, Master Crest"

A voice rang like a panic blocked my thinking.

"Well, I'm sorry that you hung out with me for the day off. You have to focus on the dance and your partner."

... Well, if you know what I mean.

But Marizia. I want you to remember.

I don't even hate being a criminal if it's for you. That it's all up to you because I am.

I don't like it and I don't want to imprison you. I just can't stand it.

"Marizia"

"Come on, Master Crest! Please continue!

Marie got up in a bit of a hurry and offered me her hand as she still lay on the floor.

It's impossible to refuse the hand offered by her.

I grabbed that hand and when I stood up I pressed my lips straight into the back of her adorable hand.

"Never again"

"Yes..."

I'll see what I can do about Master Crest and take the steps! and swallowed the word "not" at Marie staring straight at me.

Though I find Marie a little cunning trying to get in my mood in a hurry, I still find Marie cute like that.

(Love is better if you fall in love)

The face of a bad friend floats.

If you can see cute Marie, you don't think losing is a bad idea, I'm sure you'll keep losing ahead.

At a time when I don't feel sorry for it, I'm losing.