I Don’t Want to Break off my Engagement…

The tea party was over, and I went under the castle. It is the so-called patience.

I prefer Lower Town to the depressing social world. They're all backless, friendly, and full of love. It's already scattered to ask about people's faces in the social world and hide their faces with masks. I dye my hair in Lower Town and change my name to Artie. Read Tia from the other side, Artie. I find it easy but hard to find out. Because I don't normally do what the Duke's lady did to the town in the first place.

"That, Artie?

"Rat!"

When I was called out and turned around, there was a slightly facial latte there. Rat is a brunette, dark-eyed young man who happens to know and be friends in this city.

Rat was looking at me cheeky skewers about whether he was eating or walking.

"Wow, it's been a while. How have you been?

"Absolutely. What about the lat?"

"Hmm... a little busy"

"And you can just walk away from town?

"Fair enough. Breathe, breathe."

Like the son of a merchant, Lately Lately Laat stopped showing his face to the city because he seemed to learn a lot as a steward. It's been a long time since my heart danced to the lat, too.

"Rather than that, Rat, do you have time now?

"I'm out, lady, tone of voice."

"I want you to hear more than that."

Come on, I was stressed out because I was your fiancée or that baroness. You should let it explode once in these.

Rat knows who I am anyway......... well, I don't know that I'm Prince Wang's fiancée and Duke's Lady. I know that you are a noble daughter, so if you speak vaguely and deludedly, the story will follow.

I want you to listen to my stupidity more than that, the only friend I can talk to. I grabbed Rat's wrist in front of him.

Lady, it's a serious act, but I'm just a town girl here.

Whatever you do, you're not ashamed.

"What? You seem pretty angry."

"Rat, you know what I mean?

"I'm short with Artie, but Artie's easy on the face. So? What happened?

I didn't think the Duke's Lady would say I was easy on the face, etc. I pulled the latte into one coffee shop, even though I was about to unwittingly relax. The latte throws the eaten sticked cake into a nearby trash can before entering the coffee shop with him.

"A man can do anything if he has a good face?

"Wait, wait, wait, what's going on suddenly? Did something happen with your fiancée I was telling you about?

He asked as Rat put his hand forward and held his forehead down with his other hand. Oh, sharp for a lat.

"Yeah, well.......... lat, you know. I have a daughter that I really don't like."

"Heh..."

"So, my daughter, I don't know what to say..."

One of the reasons I don't like her is that I can't dignify her because I'm not prominently and weirdly imitating her.

"... common sense."

Yes. I don't have common sense. I don't think he calls or intimates the names of the men who have fiancées, or noble ladies.

"I'm hooked on a woman like that. My fiancée is also my fiancée, but unfortunately everyone around me is like her SS"

"Hee ~"

Rarely, says Rat.

Maybe it's a fresh world for a merchant's lat.