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It was not long before evening that Silvi returned to the mansion with Alice.
Just after studying with the tutor, Leon welcomes Silvi back.
"Welcome home, sister. How was your first town in a long time?
"Leon. Yeah, that was fun. I've been switching to a new store for a long time, and now I might want to go a little slower."
"Bye," Leon opened his mouth, answering without any reason to disturb Leon, who had come to pick me up.
"Now let's go with me. I want to go on a date with my sister."
It should never be Sylvie's fault that I feel empowered by the word date. Pressing his cheek, which was about to draw, Sylvie told him under the guise of calm.
"I can't believe it's a date. You're just gonna go hang out with your sister and brother, right?
"We're going out alone, so it's a date. At least I'm going to."
"It's not safe to be alone. I'm going to take Alice, so if you really want to be alone, you have to give up."
"Always my sister, Alice Alice. Is that maid more important than me?
"It's not like that..."
I think of Leon as a cute little brother. But Leon, who obviously spewed out words like he was after Silvi, couldn't handle it as usual in his opponent.
That would be the last time. I felt like I was going to be eaten out of my head. So Silvi can't be distracted.
"I think of you as my dear brother. But apart from this and that. We can't be alone. If anything happens, I can't protect you by myself. Because you are the trail of this house. You can't be alone. At least we have an escort."
Leon is only fourteen, even though he looks solid. My father wouldn't look good about Leon going with Silvi either. If I were an adult, I would have talked differently, but I think that's exactly who the fourteen-year-old is going with should feel anxious about that sister alone.
When he refused for a particular reason, Leon inflated his cheeks plainly.
"sloppy, sister. That's the only way I'm gonna shut up. Hey, then when I grow up, will you hang out with me then?
"... if I were a grown man and I was still in this mansion then"
Leon furthermore fumbled when he suggested the possibility that he was being extraordinarily dowry.
"I told you I wouldn't let that happen, didn't I? Already, sister."
"You guys, what are you talking about here so long?"
"Ah, Father"
It was my father who took the street. My father glances at the confectionery that Silvi holds in his hand and asks.
"That's unusual. I can't believe you bought something."
Even if it's often due to cafes, Sylvie basically doesn't buy anything in town. I specialize in watching. What am I going to give back to my father, Alice said?
"I met Miss McGregan in town by chance, and the young lady gave me a souvenir."
"A, Alice......"
"From Master McGregan!? Is it true, Sylvie!
"Ha... yes"
A little affirming on too many swordscreens, my father held his own chest as if he were touched.
"Oh well... Master McGregan. No, this could be, really could be...! Silvi, don't be disrespectful to Master McGregan!
"... Yes"
Nodding at the very unspeakable atmosphere, Leon hoisted his eyebrows.
"McGregan? Sister, did you meet a guy like that? So... I don't get these sweets... Fine, sister. Don't let him bother you. I can't believe I'm being flattered with one confection, because I won't allow that."
"Or I'm not being condescending. However, this is a souvenir..."
But Leon won't stop. I said even more, staring hatefully at the confectionery.
"Well, why don't you throw it away? Maybe there's something in there."
"Leon! That's too much to say. You're rude to Master Felix and the store!
I just couldn't see it.
Leon doesn't seem to like Arthur, and I can't say no to that, but that's why there are good and bad things to say.
I didn't want to crush Arthur's generosity in the way he wore it.
"Yes, Leon. You must be rude to Master McGregan. You don't have to talk like that."
"Father-in-law... but"
To his sternly embarrassed father, Leon pointed his mouth in dissatisfaction.
"You're a little crazy these days. I understand that you get anxious that your sister might get engaged, but it's time for you to leave your sister. You know what I'm talking about?
"Yes......"
He seemed very unwilling, but Leon nodded.
Make sure Leon nodded, and my father tells Silvi this time.
"Go back to your room now. Because of that. You should eat and rest even the treats you get."
"Yes."
Hit and told with an unusual and glowing look, Silvi nodded bewildered. My father is clearly delighted that Silvi approaches Arthur. It's obvious, though, that one day Arthur suddenly became his fiancée, or Sylvie got seriously worried.
"... Now excuse me"
Greeting Father and Leon, Silvi returned to his room. Ask Alice to help me get dressed in my room.
When I finished dressing and sat on the couch, there was a treat on the side table that Arthur gave me.
……
"I'm not guilty of sweets, and I hope they taste good. Look, tea."
Alice brewed me a cup of tea as I stared at the sweets in an indescribable way. And thank you.
"... thanks"
"Yeah. Then I'll go back to work. I have to work hard because I let you rest this afternoon. See you later."
Waving flirtatiously, Alice left the room. Stick around and stare at the treat Arthur gave me. The sweets served roughly on the plates were all very common, such as cookies, madraines and financiers.
……
Take it silently and carry it to your mouth.
"... delicious"
The baked confectionery tasted very gentle, characteristic of handmade. I remember Arthur coming all the way after me.
The look on Arthur's face, which he brought to the souvenir, was very gentle and sincere, mindful of what Silvi had seen at the store. You can't hate being cared for like that.
"... I'm being attacked..."
Reminds me of Alice's words.
But it could really be.
Because if you don't hate me, you have to hate me, but you're not going in the direction I thought at all. On the contrary, every time we meet, we even feel like we're getting closer.
One more thing, take the sweets.
carried to his mouth and chewed. Exquisite sweetness soothes fatigue.
Silvi, who remembered Arthur's smile, shrugged the same words over and over again like a spell, shaking his neck beside him desperately.
"... I don't like Arthur. I don't like it. I don't end up with anybody. Run away to the end... and marry a normal person and live a normal life"
That's what Silvi wants now. A game is, no, I don't want to get involved with the offensive characters anymore.
But the words were so empty, Sylvie instead felt like crying.