"That's cute."
Whimpering small as Lili drops off the carriage she rode.
Earlier, when I remembered the girl my father recognized as my fiancée, nature and lips symbolized a grin.
Honestly, I didn't think it mattered until I saw what she looked like, like an engagement or something.
That's not because my brother told me that.
It's just that I didn't have any expectations of my fiancée.
'Fiancé' given to me as' Prince '
It is only my duty to accept it. So if my father meant 'this', he was going to snort solemnly no matter what woman it was.
But my brother - my tea party with Will took a little longer, and I changed my mind when I hurried to her waiting room, just feeling sorry for keeping the woman waiting.
Eyes on her as she sits on the chair.
I thought my heart would stop.
- I've never seen a woman this cute, yes, I really thought so.
Beautiful blonde hair up to her waist was clear in the light and sparkling.
Certainly fifteen years old. My skin is white and I still have a little youthfulness on my cheek line.
The seemingly green glance distracted me.
Long eyelashes. My lips are glossy like a sacrambo. I thought the bright red dress that claimed the line of my body was flashy, but it suited her well.
The arm, which never seems to have burned in the day, is so idle that the more you touch it, the more it is likely to break.
As Will said, I can't complain... no, it was really my favorite woman.
- I see. That's why my father said he'd make her his fiancée.
I get an accurate picture of my father's intentions and I'm about to laugh bitterly. I guess that's what my father meant when he became my father and chose my fiancée for me.
- Sure, I guess I appreciate that.
I don't like marriage, I have to, and it's not about me being free. I just had to say thank you because I was able to get someone with the appearance of my preference for that.
- That's cute.
I fell in love with her and forgot to call her, but she was something similar.
Surprisingly, she doesn't realize I'm here at all.
Beautiful green eyes like emeralds stare sharply at the floor, whining bumps and solitude. I noticed tears shining at the edge of my eyes, and I made my ears clear reflexively.
"I'm not a villain warrant lady... I'm not like that"
For a moment, I didn't know what she was talking about, but I immediately understood.
- Oh, you mean that.
Apparently, she was eavesdropping on me and my brother's tea party. Her waiting area is the room right next door where me and my brother were having a tea party. Maybe even the door was open. I noticed that. She approached me... and I heard the story, is that what happened?
……
Stand in front of her yet to notice me. [M]
I wasn't willing to get angry about eavesdropping. Because it's probably this mistake, and I don't think she would have wanted to hear that story either.
- Yes, that's the story.
It's about The Game that Will has been telling me over and over again for a long time.
Will, who was born as a twin brother, had been somewhere fuzzy for a long time and had not put his feet on the ground. Can I just say I don't feel realistic, I don't feel 'serious' about doing anything.
If you dare, you're creating such an atmosphere that you've made it all 'play' or 'joke' or that you're always observing this one from a place you've taken a step back.
"Because this world is the world of games"
Will used to talk about the game when he was alone with me.
It's always been, ever since I got my mind on it.
This is where we live now, in the world of games, which was the previous life he lived, we are the 'target of offense'. Sooner or later, a woman called 'Heroin' selects one from its' target of attack 'and becomes happy. This is a world for heroin.
My brother kept telling me that with a straight face.
To be clear, the first time I heard it, I doubted my brother's sanity, although of course.
"I want the heroine to pick his brother. So I'll talk to my brother. I've been your brother for a long time. That's why I want my brother to be happy with his heroine, and I want him on the exact route."
"... I don't understand what you're saying."
"Nothing. That's fine. Just keep it in mind."
……
It was me who was hailed as a genius from a very young age, but I couldn't keep up only with this story of my brother.
I was seriously worried that my brother had gone mad a few times, but his eyes were sane no matter what, and I wouldn't imitate anything other than me telling that story. I usually live a decent life as a second prince.
The only time my brother goes crazy is when we talk about this' game '.
After I realized that, I decided to go along with it quite a bit, even if I didn't even say I was aggressive about my brother's story. That will satisfy my brother, and if I refuse, my brother will be furious. Because I knew that as an experience.
My brother's story is often unbelievable after all, without clapping.
The word "target of attack," and insistence that this world is a "game."
Half-heartedly, I didn't really believe about 10% of the time.
But I take that for granted.
No matter how much I can tell you about my twin brother, who can be described as one crack in my beloved soul, it's just because they can't believe my world is said to be 'made' and so on.
That's what happened earlier.
As usual, no, more enthusiastically than usual, Will has been talking about my matchmaker today.
"Villain Lady."
Talk about a woman who doesn't hold any shards of favor, who does all kinds of vice and treason.
The woman, my brother said, seems to be the worst person behind all the actions that make me want to frown.
And that person, by definition, is my fiancée.
The woman and I continue to be engaged, eventually abandoning her and making the choice of being tied to what my brother called 'heroine'. And then, congratulations.
That seems to be what my brother wants, a happy ending.
- Yeah. It's quite a tragic story.
Clearly, it's been whitened.
Because the woman is my father's fiancée. No matter how shitty the woman is, it can't normally be like breaking up your engagement on your own and switching to another woman.
Or do you think I'm serious about imitating that?
I heard it face-to-face, but my brother said, "Because it's a game. That's the setting, so you can't help it," he laughed.
I can't talk to my brother about this. It was the moment I felt it again.
Still, we can't just leave it as it is. It was time to look at reality and flaunt my brother, and because of that I was delayed in coming to her. It sucks to be late to meet a woman for the first time.
That's how he hurried as far as possible to her waiting room and stood in front of the Duke of Liz Beltran's warrant.