I Don’t Want to Break off my Engagement…

In the end, nothing's changed. I'm getting sick of and frustrated with the status quo.

Hold me in your arms, this in the end?

I was wondering if you could make fun of people. Neither did I feel comfortable seeing His Highness's face, and I spoke with my eyes open to the venue.

"Your Highness, I'm going to go fix my makeup."

"Oh,......... be careful"

"Yes."

Careful, I don't need a line like that.

When I gave His Highness my gaze, His Highness looked more worried about me. No, what are you really?

Are you sure it's a double personality? It would be weird if you weren't. Your Highness now is too unclear and creepy.

And I fled, and quit the place gracefully.

Getting out of the enthusiastic venue, it got a little quiet. Still hearing music leaking from the venue, but still definitely quieter than the venue.

I walked down the tranquil hallway to the powder room.

At that time, I heard people arguing.

A high voice and a low, flattering voice...... I don't care what you think. It's an exchange between men and women! Oh, I don't like it, coming all the way here and me getting caught up in sex again?

Apparently, the voice can be heard from the corner of this hallway, and we'll have to go through here and look for another powder room.

I just don't want to get into any more trouble because I'm in trouble myself.

I turned my heel back to find another powder room.

... but at that time, I stopped to my feet unexpectedly in the voice I heard.

"So let me take you..."

"... why? … with intent………"

A woman's high voice doesn't sound familiar.

No, but the man sounded too familiar. Because it's the voice I hear every day.

I unwittingly turn around again and approach my voice in horror. My voice sounded clearer.

"I can't do that"

The clarity of that voice, no doubt.

A swordsman who is my sword teacher and has only a few first-class positions in this country...... Violis. I'm sure of him.

What, he's the one with the sex? Unexpectedly wild horse guts cause my legs to stop unexpectedly. But soon I realize that I am doing something wrong.

No, but because...?

I can't believe you're a woman to that robust Lady Violis! I was wondering if there was any experience with women. 'Cause I'm very handy and sincere. Then there's the suspicion of cleanliness. I'm surprised he's too surprised to be with a woman like that. I'm so surprised I'm within the fifth place in the shock rankings for the second half of this year......

I can't tell Master Violis about this, even if his mouth is torn, but I thought he had 0 female experience.

Well, it's nice to have a woman to admire. He said twenty-five this year. Around the age I would have to think seriously about marriage. I'm glad to have a woman who thinks of him like that.

I have disturbed the scattered Violis, so I wonder if I can help you...

When I tried to find another powder room to turn my heel back again thinking about that.

I heard a fiercely high woman's voice, and I heard footsteps once again. Shit, I'll bowl it up like this...!

But this is a straight hallway.

I have nowhere to hide. In the end I couldn't do anything about it, and all the women that came out of the corner of the hallway bowled together.

………

............ Wow, amazing beauty.

But it looks like someone else............?

She had tonal eyes that tied up strawberry pink hair like dyed magenta very thinly into one. Saggy eyes are like puppies, adorable.

I breathed in its adorability and luxury. Because she was such a poor, beautiful girl, even from me of the same sex.

... Well, I'm also convinced that Master Violis will fall.

It is often said that I get the impression of a strong temper, but she was a girl who looked good with words like brilliant opposite of things, soft, beautiful girl, poor, adorable. The opposite of me.

"Are you...?

It annoys a beautiful girl who asks surprisingly.

Dangerous. Dangerous. I almost got her look on me. I think the atmosphere and circumstances have been drinking a lot lately. You have to be tighter... I thanked the girl for that.

I don't know if I'm noble, but I can only say thank you to Violis for his thoughts.

"Excuse me. I, the Duke of Merfan, am my daughter, Thialise."

"The Duke of Merfan's...? Dear Thialise…………"

The girl looks out for her as surprised.

That was followed by Lady Violis coming out of the corner of the hallway as she panicked.

"Miss Maria. So he wants you not to move on your own.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Dear Violis. Good mood. Lady Violis was at the night club."

"Oh, yeah.......... more than that, Miss Maria. I want you to come here. You have something to ask."

"I don't. Persistent men don't like it."

"You also understand that this is a situation that you have to persevere in?

"No, I don't know about adhesive."

To the two of them who exchanged words, Lady Violis saw me. And...

"Tialise. I'm sorry, but I'm putting it in now....... we'll talk later"

"Yes. So now I am. Good mood."

I rush away from the two of them, thanking them. The girl called Maria glanced at me, but soon she turned her gaze back to Lady Violis again.

And most importantly, I hugged Lady Violis. I was astonished, but even more so, Lady Violis was astonished.

Oh, those two are still lovers.

I'm jealous. I want to meet my lords who can have that relationship, too. Besides, the next time I see you, I have to ask Lady Violis.

When will they marry? That.

In my opinion, that's early. I wonder if we'll be married within a year.

I unwittingly relaxed my cheeks thinking of the two weddings that would take place soon.

I gently fixed my makeup and left the powder room and went back to the venue, so that I could tell from outside the door that the venue was frightened.

... Is something wrong?

When I walked into the venue wondering, a loud voice echoed the venue.

"If there is room for excuse, may I ask, Baroness Schmier Bergner?"