I Am a Princess Responsible For Settling Circumstances

Men and women of all ages, dressed in vibrant costumes.

- Maybe there's a real family in here.

With the help of Master Octavia, I was finally able to stand here. The semiball has just begun. Whether the information about the family is true or false, it is still too early to ask for results. Still - I was in a hurry. So far, the results have not been raised at all.

"Master Burkes is a friend of the next Duke of Nightfellow, too?... but it's lamentable. I pinched it in my ear that some people suspect the relationship between you two. No matter what, I don't think so."

"That helps. I consider the next Duke of Nightfellow to be a dear friend. So will His Highness Celius."

"Excellent. Then I mean so many friends.... Aren't you worried about the future?

Just when the person I was talking to - the gaze of a magnificent merchant man who had finally just owned a store - was directed to a certain place. There was the figure of Lady Octavia, who was exchanging words of affection with Viscount Wiinfel and his fiancée.

"They grabbed the glory side - fulfill it. What about the next Duke of Nightfellow?

He was referring, in the dark, to Lady Octavia and Derek's opening dance.

"Dear Octavia, do you intend to doubt what you yourself have deliberately stated?

"No. I doubt it. Very. Because of my short body, I really get the idea. Dancing doesn't make sense in itself -. If you want to know the authenticity, you can try applying to Her Royal Highness for a dance. Make sure with our own hands. But don't you think that's hard?

Asked for consent, stuck in words. I couldn't return it properly.

What flows is silence.

In the VIP room, the tension rises the moment that that three-sided dice is shaken.

My bottom eye is two - when I become myself, I will dance. What if I dance with Master Octavia?

What will happen? I wasn't sure about myself.

The merchant man continued, as if he had read this inside.

"Actually, I would butt in. Besides, Your Highness also said:" I'm not dancing with anyone, "he said. I mean - that you're identifying the person to dance with. Even if you get the application, if they step on it - I'm scared. It is a battle that can only be challenged by those with liver. - If it's Master Burkes."

"Huh?"

"How about Master Burkes? Unlike me and others, you naturally believe the words of Her Royal Highness. One song, why don't you sign up? Master Burkes is a famous dancer. Wouldn't Her Royal Highness be pleased?

If you believe the words of Her Royal Highness, let them dance.

Come on, what do we do? You won't be able to do it anyway.

It was such sincerity to be hissing behind polite things, spinning with a grin.

They're waiting for my response. But I can't find the answer I think would be the best.

"... oh"

From the face of the merchant man, the grin disappeared and the whining leaked.

Because Lady Octavia left the hall with Lady Alderton, the knight of the escort.

"Has Her Royal Highness gone? I'm sorry to hear that.... or, for Master Burkes, is it like you picked up your life?

When I mouth the question, the grin is back.

"... Yep"

Answering, I deplore the fact that Celius stood on the arrow at the quasi ball I have attended so far. How many times since we arrived at this venue will it be?

Even Master Octavia was spotted.

Until now, little irony has been cast on me, even indirectly. A treasure, an exploration. That was remarkable today. Painfully.

I have to deal with everything myself. Even though it was natural, I was made aware of myself, relying on Celius.... That's why you can't run back.

"I dance with Lady Octavia only after I have grown more myself, and I am rude to Your Highness."

"I see. You're humble. Still immature and. I'm here for you. - So, Master Burkes. If you ever take a stroll around Wang Capital, please come to our Chamber of Commerce."

"Yes, when you get a chance"

He smiled and greeted the merchant man as he had, and I went out of the circle of men once.

Breathe. I turned to the signs of the person I perceived.

"... what, Derek"

"I don't know what. Sil, you've had enough."

In the past, I have been introduced to several of his friends by Celius.

It's a strange thing, of which I'm still comfortable - so light-hearted - that Derek was the most critical of my relationship with Celius from the first time I met him.

The attendees who surrounded Derek until just now scattered in the direction of their thoughts.

"- What about that guy?

Derek shows me the merchant man I just broke up with. He was greeting Viscount Wiinfel. There's the Viscount's fiancée added to it - and it looks like an ostensible story is playing.

"... looks like a foreigner. He said he was a Kangina born merchant."

"So that outfit."

"Outfit?"

The merchant man, in the general courtesy of the Esphere, was not reminiscent of the Kanginas of the neighbouring country, especially in his face. Both Esphia and Kangina, although divided as nations, do not change their original race. I was speaking perfect Espheric, and without a brief introduction, I probably don't think I'm Kangina.

"That man, you had three circular ear decorations on your left ear only, didn't you? An ornament that embodies the pride of the Kanginas, and that form will be described as' I am the Kanginas'.... so I'm not even talking about it. On the face of it, neighborhood relations are good."

Ear decorations. I thought you saw them. But I didn't care.

Derek looks closely at people.

"The face of the attendees of this semi ball is so diverse."

Rather than admire it, Derek murmured sarcastically. I snorted, too.

"Widespread, I guess, something like that"

Little identity or factional bias. For that matter, I have difficulty focusing some of my attention.

"I guess it's also because of Master Octavia's decision to attend. - Look, Sil. Be careful. Try not to show any gaps. There's no Celius here."

"I know."

What happened on the way to this venue - I've told Derek the details. Derek must have decided that the carriage rampage was not an accident.

Celius and the others are trying to lay low, but I am being targeted by someone.

... Probably from birth.

Neither Celius nor Derek will ever speak to me about bloody things.

Nor can I tell you why I wanted to attend this quasi ball.

He secretly delivered the Ring of Guardianship to me, to no one but Master Octavia.

- What does Sil think of Master Octavia?

Asked abruptly, he looked seriously at Derek standing beside him.

"... me?

For Derek, who was often floating, he had a look like he was worried about something.

"I like it."

"You, light - you like it?

Derek turns to us with momentum. I ate more of this. [M]

"I like it, so I want to be recognized. I want to be as much a friend as I think I am."

Is it weird to think that to a younger woman?

Lady Octavia is Her Royal Highness, and she has an identity.

Even if it's weird...... my feelings for Master Octavia can only be said for myself to be so.

There is something like an inquiry, and I am susceptible to it.

If you feel this guy is a good guy in the first meeting, it fits most of the time, and the opposite impression shows the same result. It is rarely overshadowed. Sometimes the impression I have is the opposite of the surrounding evaluation, and I try not to put it in my mouth.

My personal feelings are all I have. This impression doesn't distinguish between enemy allies. No matter how good I impress them, they may hate me or hostile me because of my different positions and ways of thinking. Sometimes even someone with a bad impression belongs to an ally.

"I guess I don't like sex... do I? Give me a break. It rains blood."

Derek asks again to confirm. I laughed bitterly.

"As a human being, it's up to you"

"Even though you're the one who doesn't welcome Sil's relationship with Celius?

"So you hate it?

I also want to be blessed by Master Octavia. But I am a man of uncharacteristic nature. He is also a man of the same sex as Celius. No wonder Master Octavia can't welcome me as his brother's lover.

"If so, that means it's the same as the previous Derek, so it's weird that I don't hate Derek either"

"Uh..."

Exhaled, Derek scratched up his forehead.

"Sort of."

Derek says nothing more, because it's something we're settled on with each other.

Now, even with the disconnection of Celius, I can tell you that I'm a friend of Derek's, and I believe Derek is.

"... To be honest, I almost hated Derek because I thought he was a lover"

This statement seemed unexpected to Derek.

I got a big wrinkle between my eyebrows.

"More than that, you say you're a lover? I can't laugh at all."

"I guess. Derek likes Celius, and it's time to seriously think about me getting in the way."

"Don't think about it. Mostly, that would be the other guy, not me. I can think of a few people right now. - Did I get Celius? Relax."

He asks himself with a bitter face. I laughed at the way it looked.

"Previously, I was talking about"

What Derek is pointing at Celius is respect and loyalty to the royal family. And a pure friendship to Celius personally.

I think it was more critical of us than it was of me personally, perhaps because I was a man. Or if Derek hates romance between men, that's different, too. Originally, Derek doesn't pinch his mouth on someone else's love path. Whether that's between same-sex or heterosexual.

... I wonder what it was because it was Celius. There is such a verse that Derek did not even suspect that Celius would have a woman as his partner.

Derek sighed deeply at me laughing.

"- But can't you simply compare me to Master Octavia? Sil has hardly ever met or spoken to Master Octavia. Today is just the exception. It's not like when I had the chance to make contact again and again."

"I've heard a lot about people."

"From the people around Sil? Then it's even stranger."

"- Other than Derek, can't you say it's in favor of Master Octavia?... and Celius."

Rather than me, the people around Celius are strangely wary of Master Octavia. I don't know why. No way, because you're negative about me and Celius' friendship, there's no way. Because of the rumors that accompany Master Octavia?... even though none of them are out of the rumor range?

However, even if I don't know why, I'm going to be impressed if I stay in it.

I was not able to see that person with negative feelings because of my own inquiries, and it is significant that Derek consistently took a neutral position with regard to Master Octavia.

One more thing. Not Master Octavia - other than the fact that there are people who I feel should be wary of.

There is no basis. I have never been hostile or harmful to that person just because I feel that way on my own. My thoughts do not discriminate between enemies and allies, and I think that I am more wrong.... should be.

"Celius..."

Words clouded with a look like Derek had eaten something unsavory.

It is also Selius himself who is alert to his sister, Lady Octavia.

But two days ago, it was the first time Celius had spoken in front of me that he clearly denied Octavia.

When asked about the inheritance of Octavia.

I myself couldn't answer the question.

Reasonably, I know what to do.

I couldn't answer because if I told the truth, I thought it would be despised, rather than admitted.

So maybe.

What I want to know is where I come from.

Because.

- Whatever that was, if I knew where it came from, I felt confident in myself.

I thought I could choose the right path.

If Celius were a civilian, I would occasionally dream of an 'if' that would never be the case.

But Celius is the first prince. It's more than I can change my gender. I'm not allowed to just like it. In order to remain with Celius, I must choose.

But I can't choose anything because I'm still unstable.

You lose the heavy pressure, you're just under Celius's asylum, on your own.

On the contrary, I'm about to choose the wrong path.

I guess Master Octavia sees me like that.

"What do you think of His Highness dancing with the son of the Duke of Nightfellow?

"What does' black fan 'mean? That would be a restraint. The question is to whom..."

"Viscount Weinfel and His Highness..."

"Why does His Royal Highness bring ex-civilian flair to the knights of escorts, etc.? Count Alderton's house..."

"Speaking of His Highness Octavia, isn't it still the presence of the mysterious lover that has come to light?

If I clear my ears, I could hear some voices talking excitedly and loudly, mixed with the sound of the music that could be played. All that is raised in their conversation is the subject of Master Octavia.

"Mysterious lover,"

Derek shrugged boringly.

"Derek's prediction of a 'friend' is that 'Master Octavia doesn't have a lover or anything'?

"Ask for reference, but what's Sil's opinion?

"... I don't know"

- I wonder if Master Octavia's lover is Master Alderton.

In my chest, I spoke a different word than I answered Derek.

I woke up with a small scream. A shallow sleep blows up and wakes the body up.

I thought the carriage was attacked.

I soon found out that was different.

"No..."

The Lord of Screams was Master Octavia.

Master Octavia was asleep.... and was badly stuck.

White and thin hands wander in search of something and grasp Master Alderton's uniform as if it were a scratch.

Master Alderton seemed surprised.

Even if he turned his gaze on me for a moment when I woke up, Alderton's attention immediately returned to Master Octavia.

Master Octavia does not wake up and continues to be stunned. Leaked out of cut, words.

I got anxious about the way it looked. Because it didn't seem transient.

Perhaps Master Octavia is falling asleep like this from time to time. With nightmares. It was a sight that made me feel that way.

I know only the resolute Octavia, who crosses with Celius in grandeur. Very similar brothers and sisters. I thought so. But even Celius isn't perfect. There are weaknesses.... likewise, Master Octavia.

I felt like I had been shown that.

How do I do that? Should I wake you up?

Master Alderton moved when I was unable to do anything, although I grated and let my hips float. Touch Master Octavia's head. Master Octavia's rugged face soothed.

But Master Alderton's uniform remains in his grip. If I let you go, you'll be gone. As if you are afraid of it.

They were both a little different from what we saw in the castle.

Now Lady Octavia seemed more like an age-appropriate, weak younger girl than a princess, and Lady Alderton had a humane look, somewhere - and seemed perplexed by herself - with a different atmosphere.

The princess and the guardian knight. For that's all the relationship...

I sat back in my seat and closed my eyes. When I arrived at "Paradise in the Sky," I finally pretended to be awake. Master Octavia was stuck because he decided that he should not have seen it. I'm sure Master Octavia doesn't make himself such a good person.

I looked at Derek beside me.

"- What does Derek think of Master Alderton?

"Is that in return for your question just now? Clifford Alderton, the knight of Master Octavia's escort? You said you owed me your life. Do you care?

"... that was different. Master Alderton said he never met me until he came to the Imperial Castle."

I'm not convinced.

Even though he denied it to me, I still believe that it was Alderton. The benefactor of life and the impression I felt of Master Alderton were exactly the same.

"Really?... what I think of Alderton."

After a little thought, Derek opened his mouth.

"That's pretty hands-on. Isn't that a spare arm to be stuck in the Knight of the Guard?

"Oh......"

I felt that, too. I also have some swordsmanship. At first glance, you know how powerful they are.

Before I met Celius, I wished I could make a living being a soldier or a knight. It's not because I'm an adopted child. Noble boys are all like that except their oldest sons. Many enter the path of priesthood. Make the battle a living thing, or will you come to God?

In my case, the former also suited my sexuality. I don't hate fighting. I even feel the core of my head soften.

- When you're crossing with your opponent with your sword, it's best.

Things are different, Derek, who handled Master Alderton and credited him with doing so, is also well beyond the realm of aristocratic comfort when it comes to how to handle swords while the next Duke. Sounds like it's the policy of the Duke of Nightfellow family. In aristocratic societies, the more the class goes up, the more the idea prevails that the Lord should be protected, and he rarely takes his own sword. It is normal for us to employ talented people who remember our arms if we are to enhance the safety of our people.

"Speaking of which... Sil's pretty strong, too. Against appearance."

"Don't think it's superfluous against appearance"

And then I stare at you. Compared to Celius and Derek, I can't say I look masculine. I am conscious.... That's okay. I'm betting on room for growth.

"I complimented you. Great for luring your enemies off guard. Is it because the underlying motor nerve is unusually good to be called a dancer? There seems to be something natural. Blood muscles..."

To the casual Derek's words, I was sober.

The Baron Barks family is more profound in the construction of mainly artistic relationships. The battle with weapons has nothing to do with the past or the present. Only me with no blood connection floats in it. Appreciation of the paintings and music loved by my brother-in-law has been boring since childhood. Dance that moves the body is the only thing I could have enjoyed in the art and the barely seemingly teasing field.

... blood muscles. If this temperament is inherited, then it belongs to my real parents?

Shake Kabuli. For one thing, I interrupted my thinking.

I asked Derek about Master Alderton in anticipation of something else.

Apparently, that one ended up empty-handed.

It is not surprising that the male nobility of Esphere makes same-sex a paedophile. Rather, there is even air like that is normal. Me and Celius are helped by the air.

However, in Derek's case, I feel that it just fits in with the flow. Probably because that's more convenient. I dance with the same sex more often at balls and semi balls.

But - whatever Derek means, he's aware of Master Octavia, and he cares.

When I saw Master Octavia in the castle after the guard ring came back to me, I began to see him. Then Derek realized the same thing.

He says he doesn't like Master Octavia. I also heard that Derek's bullying of Master Octavia in his childhood led him to do so.

... I also heard why you bullied me.

Here's what I thought.

That's more than how Celius simply wanted to turn around the child he cared about?

Isn't Lady Octavia Derek's first love?

Maybe I've been thinking too much, and I've come to this day wondering if it's something I can point out.

In the carriage, the appearance of Lady Octavia and Lady Alderton comes to mind.

Next, after the opening dance, there was the occasion when Master Alderton, who had been deposited with the Black Fan, gave it to Master Octavia.

With Master Alderton, I wonder if Octavia can persevere as a princess. Full, he appointed his lover as the knight of his escort.

However, if Derek is still aware of Master Octavia because of his romantic emotions -.

No, it is my imagination in the first place that Master Alderton is not the lover of Master Octavia. Maybe it's all a matter of concern.

I sighed.

It's my bad habit. I think a lot on my own, and I worry about it extensively. That was also true when Derek questioned that he might be a lover. This was off-target.... you think too much. Celius tells me to talk properly. But it's Celius, which is why I can't tell you a lot.

"- You look worried, but what if my strange son is crude?

As soon as I heard a low, calm voice, I corrected my posture.

Rafe Knightfellow, now Duke of Knightfellow, stood before me.

"Hello, Lord Burkes"