How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"What do you say, lady?"

I think I looked pretty dumb then.

At the end of his gaze, a very adorable lady stood. The length of the hair tip, which intricately tied up the glossy black hair and draped only one room, Hitofuji, beside the ear, touched the chest of the dress. Jade decorating both ears made an elegant sound and swayed as the lady tilted her little neck. Tight purple and dark eyes, lightly orange colored cheeks. Plumpy and adorably swollen, Rose Red's lips were open as if surprised.

"Uh, they used magic, right?

"No, it's just makeup. Lady."

The pale answer was Mr Marone, a maid of the Viscount Bartove family. Tie the red tea hair tightly together, and the outgoing girlfriend named White Apron on a black piece, a uniform, is usually attached to Lady Gerda, the Viscount, no, my mother-in-law.

"If you're so surprised, it means that even this one was worth the decoration. - I definitely don't use magic or anything, and it's definitely what you're seeing. It's the lady herself."

I swallow it all the time when I almost screamed unexpectedly, "Yeah."

No. This is not it. It must be some mistake.

Concon

"Is it time for a support?

"Just in order, sir"

Waiting and sooner than raising the voice of restraint, Mr. Marone has invited himself inside the other side of the door.

"Oh, this is more than you can imagine. Look, look."

Hey, not only Mr. Carl, but the guy behind you... Whoa!

……

In contrast to Mr. Carl, who smiles briskly, the person who came from behind him stopped that leg as soon as he somehow put me in his sight.

Ugh, I don't want you to stare at me.

They were both dressed for the night club.

Mr. Carl strokes his chestnut crusty hair beautifully, coordinating with a white tone. But that's the merchant's son. Even when it comes to white, the weave of that fabric is complex and the shady pattern that can be done with the addition or subtraction of light catches the eye. Perhaps it's a new one from the workshop that is becoming a patron.

The other person, watching me wander from the heavenly edge of my head to the toe of my feet, is wrapped up and down the glossy black ground. The cuffs on the cuffs and the decorative buttons on the collar are unified in purple crystals because... I don't want to think too deeply. Sarah's blonde hair is always the same, but is it too much to think that her emerald eyes, "Yes Boo," will always seem more feverish?

"Crest? Say something from your fiancé, too."

Carl urged me, and the other one staring at this one still = Master Crest says it all without even laughing at the dust.

- It's too much.

It was a little bit of a line that I had trouble interpreting.

"Sorry, Marie makes me absent. There's no way I'm gonna be able to show you this."

Again, I guess it doesn't look good on you. That's right. Dresses and accessories are an unworthy substitute for me.

"Wait, Crest. I mean, Marie, you're definitely misunderstanding me. Uh, that's a hassle, you! It's a hundred million bucks to follow, so I'll translate it directly!

Mr. Carl, with a big sigh, turned to me.

"You know, Marie. I'm not saying Crest doesn't look good. You look too good and Marie's too pretty, so I don't like catching other guys' eyes and, most importantly, showing these beautiful Maries to other guys!

They said it in a non-brace, and for a moment, I couldn't keep up with my understanding of what they were saying. Tilt her neck, her ears were ringing and the sound of the jade rubbing against each other.

"Marie, the dress that sprinkled your pearl-like skin with that rugged" Ruru "with the star's instant" Here We Go "look great on top of this. The delicate laces around the sleeves and chest, on the contrary, have made your smooth skin stand out, and above all, the cheeks dyed by its red decaying leaves Akuchiba, which may appeal to the beholder, as well as the rosy lips that make you want to drop your lips unintentionally because of the smelling colour, and the more moist amethyst eyes than usual, will attract a lot of" how many "bugs. It is not something that can be allowed to expose you to the gaze of those basin darkness bonkers of the elephant Urumura."

From Master Crest's mouth, I thought that was the sloppy and flowing word of praise on the stand... I thought I would stop thinking.

And then I can see Mr. Carl turning weird with a laugh. I wish I laughed thoughtfully about it.

In the meantime, I stared at Master Crest while suppressing his shamefully red-dyed cheeks.

"Dear Crest. It's good to think that you've been praising me, isn't it?

"It's not too late now. For a little less conspicuous outfit-"

"Dear Crest!

Even so, when I walked over to Master Crest, who seemed to cram into Marone for wearing this outfit, I grabbed both hands.

"I will never be absent. This is necessary for me to be next to Master Crest!

Looking up, for some reason, he missed his gaze and even got a big sigh.

"Marie, are you trying me?

"Try it?"

- Yes, yes, that's it.

Knock on the bread and hands, Mr. Carl draws our attention.

"Before the feast starts, go say hello to your sister, so we can move."

"Oh, yes."

"... ok"

Mr. Carl led me to Edel-sama's waiting room while I was escorted by Master Crest.

Still, can't we do something about the shape of this escort? Even if it's a good idea to have one hand taken, I'd say Crest's hand is spinning around my waist, or I'm not letting you get away with it. Aura's coming through the hives...

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"I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to get along with unknown people like you"

Master Crest, standing next door, froze more than I, who was denied it all.

Edel, there was a second son of Marquis Laupach, your fiancée, Mr. Georg, in your waiting room, so that's when I went to the angle of my finger to say hello to the person in sight who had just tapped him into my body...

Master Georg in front of me looked at me with very cold eyes. I guess he's an aristocratic blood supremacist who has sandwiched his ears before. Still, I would like to think that some flexibility goes hand in hand with Viscount Bartove, known as Viscount Become...

In the meantime, I grabbed Master Crest's hand (which I feel) releasing the killing spirit next door and told him it was okay. There's no help from Mr. Carl, and I guess this is a kind of test of whether you can do well as a Viscount Warrant.

Whether it's a test or not, I also don't feel much different about doing it.

"Okay. Now, may I not call you my brother-in-law, but Master Georg?"

"- If that's about it"

Before I answered, I saw my neighbor Edel-sama, which is only an attitude that I accepted to put my fiancée, Edel-sama, on her face.

Yeah, this is best if you just say hello and retreat early.

I really wanted to have a chat with Edel, but it's in front of a busy night club, and I'm gonna give up completely.

"Thank you. Dear Georg, may I ask you just one favor while forgiving Kanji?

Master Georg nodded silently, although it said "thick" on his face.

"Please, Edel-sama and I want you to have a friendly relationship with Nana Mutsu that respects each other. I'm a big favor, Edel. I just want you to be happy. To this end, we believe that the cooperation of our fiancée, Dear Georg, is essential. Please, do not listen."

For a moment, he looked like he had eaten. It was just for a moment, as much as I thought it was a mistake.

Georg, staring at this one on the top of the Buddha, replied, "I don't need to be told," and, hey, he pulled into the back of the room.

"Now, if you'll excuse me. Edel."

"Yeah, in the hall again. - Marie, thank you."

What the hell was Edel's little whisper about?

With that in mind, I resign my room. Returning to the silently addressed room, holding Mr. Crest's hand in a very grumpy condition on the road, Mr. Crest leaked a curse as soon as Mr. Carl, who accompanied him, closed the door.

"Oh, my God, that disrespectful man!

"Yes, sir. No, well done, Crest."

"If Marie hadn't stopped, if he hadn't been from the Marquis, he might have slapped him."

Wow, what a mess.

"Dear Crest, you don't have to worry so much about it. I'm used to being discriminated against just because I'm a civilian."

"What the hell is that! Don't get used to that!

Wow, I got yelled at. How irrational.

"Marie, where did you get used to that?

"When I went out with your teacher, there were many times, right? It seemed irrelevant whether we were magicians or not, adults or children. Some people threw shady words at me like the lower bitch people and the livestock with no honorable blood, and when I was a child, some kids would come all violent... Compared to that, I thought he was more legitimate."

After much time, your teacher gave you a "bad blessing". I miss it. Suddenly, I got a pig's nose, itchy "itchy" all over my body, and there were various variations. - On second thought, what are you doing, Master?

"Marie. Let's still go home. There's no way I'm going to let you feed such an idiot."

This guy wants you to do something to think in the direction of locking me up.... How many times have we had this exchange?

"- Dear Crest. I think I've said it many times."

……

Oh, they pointed at me that way.

When I look at my brother-in-law, he says, "No treatment." I suppose you mean to guide me well.

"Dear Crest. I want you to acknowledge that I will go out to a proper night club and stand next to Crest in public. Of course, I know there are a lot of things I don't like. … so"

My finger pulls the hem of Master Crest's nightclub clothes.

My mother-in-law told me to give it a try, but...

"So, Master Crest. Um... would you like to protect me?

The eyes of Master Crest, who finally turned to me, were wide open. If you think, bite your back teeth so you can indulge in something.

Marie wants to do that.

"Yes."

"... ok"

Oh! Your mother-in-law's way of persuading me! Exactly!

By the way, I ignore that I feel my brother-in-law trembling behind a diagonal. Anyway, you're laughing at something you're not sure about again.

"Oh well, Gohon,... Crest. If that's what you say, I'd love to take your root in advance. - Gail, show him the crest in the middle hall."

"Yes, sir."

"Carl, what..."

"Before the night club starts, I want you to keep your noise in check. To" The Fiancée, "I'd love to. I'll keep Marie waiting here."

"Don't let Marie out of here," said Crest, tongue-in-cheek to hear, leaving the room with a servant called Gail.

"Uh, are you home?

"What, I just sent him to the Knights Relationship modem. I've never done anything to keep my roots in advance."

That's not what I want to hear.

I'm just wondering if there's a reason I bothered to get rid of Master Crest until he was upset.

At the point of that reckoning, maybe it's getting stained by the Viscounts.

"... Yeah, Marie's starting to notice a lot of things, too. I need someone to see Marie alone. Look, like I told Crest, Marie won't let you out of this room. Don't worry."

"Don't worry, can I?

That's it, I only have a bad feeling about people wanting to fit in with me 'just'. How dare you touch Master Crest's eclampsia? - Edel, more than your fiancée.

Concon

Mr. Carl hesitated a little before responding to the voice that he had taken you.

Gachari, and came in with the door open, was a noble man with faded "ah" blonde hair. The little fat uncle gave me a troublesome look.

"How many years will it be? Growing up doesn't change the color."

To look at it from the mouth, is it someone I know? But unfortunately, I don't recognize this guy.

"Marie, it's your fiancée's father."

"... eh"

Then I took a serious look at the person in front of me. I do have the same golden hair, and similarities where my eyes are slightly sharp... maybe.

"I only saw each other then, so naturally I don't remember"

"... Algiers, Earl, Dear,?

"Yes."

Maybe the only time you looked at each other was when you 'bought' me. I remember you and your teacher being summoned. Sounds like a long time ago.

My son, who seldom tries things, was not on his birthday. That was me.

At that time, I wanted to say, "Why?" Why do I have to see this?

I still want to ask "why". Why did you leave the three men alone? Couldn't you praise your two brothers? If the father was decent, Lord Crest would be more...

Enjoy the desire to pursue, and I am grateful to the noble lady. My position now is because I am a Viscount Lady.

"Long time no see. Welcomed by the grace of Viscount Bartove, we are to name Marizia Bartove"

Gently pinch the hem of the dress, gently folding the knee and lowering the head.

"I'm not that polite of a man to thank you."

Uncle Algiers, with a slightly troubled look, let his gaze shake as he wandered.

"As that father, I have a lot of trouble telling you what to say... Miss Marizia, thank you first."

"... thanks, is it?

"I've heard that your removal has softened you up a lot."

The words stained bright red in front of me.

If I hadn't worn a beautiful dress and beautifully groomed hair, that's what I might have cursed at for my serious behavior in Lady.

"I hear" softened?

I can't believe you said such a line while you were definitely the father of Crest and blood.

"... well, that's a waste of time"

Twist with the force of your will alone that your mouth is about to get a pimple and cramps "convulsion". I vehemently regretted that I should have developed even magic that kept my expression in the form of laughter.

"That's strange."

Uncle Arjee, staring at me, leaked pompously.

"Even though Crest is definitely two melons in the face, for some reason I look at you and I remember my dead wife"

What are you going to say, this uncle?

Already in my mind I was switching the lady mode and looking at my uncle (scheduled) in front of me with a cold eye.

"Marry Crest like this, if possible - I don't mind if you come visit me in the realm"

My indulgence bag was coming to its limit.

It was in such a state that the fibers made noise and cut off, and were no longer connected by a few threads.

If you go to the territory, even if you don't like it, you'll be face-to-face with your next Lord's eldest brother and his assistant. You want Master Crest to do that? I'm not kidding.

Plus, what do you mean, "I don't mind if you come" from the top with the eye-catching words?

In my head, my teacher's direct harassment magic disappears. Shall I make it 'that' or 'this'? Or shall we go with a combination of 'it' and 'which'?

"I've given up that I can no longer repair my parent-child brotherhood. So, if that's acceptable, we're talking about."

Just answer the line that went on about how you interpreted my silence, "I'll take a look at the fold and talk to you". But it probably won't come that day.

Uncle Arjee said to Mr. Carl, when he gave him another troubled look, "Bye. I just told him," Thank you for calling me, "and he left the room.

Only, it was a short time, but on the contrary, I can say that it was good in a short time. I almost messed up what I am now, the work of Mr. Marone.

"Marie? I'm kind of scared of your face."

"It's my fault."

"Uh... at least if you don't do something about that look by the time Crest gets back, you won't be able to guarantee my safety. If you have something to say, I'll ask you?

Perhaps you have some idea why I'm angry, but I get a little irritated by my brother-in-law who says it's floating.

"Welcome to…"

"What?

I'm glad to call you that, but I'm afraid of my voice, and I decided to ask Carl to give me an opinion.

"In the future, I know it's very rude of you to be an uncle, but if you don't get hairless to the head, which would be better: a technique that makes you more susceptible to psoriasis, a magic that induces water bugs, or a technique that spreads fish eye seeds?

I should have asked with the brightest possible grin so as not to scatter my anger, but I was afraid of "wow," which doesn't fall.