"What's up? Silvi."
Arthur peeks into my face worried about Silvi, who's been silent. At that moment, I thought to myself that my face turned red.
(embarrassing! unbearable!
When he realized he might like it, Arthur's face became a further murder weapon for her. I can't even look at you anymore. I was ashamed, I didn't know how, and Sylvie desperately missed her gaze.
"Hey, it's nothing. Please leave me alone."
"Even if they say so... you've been acting strange for a while now, haven't you? Could it have caught a cold?
"Yes, no. No, sir."
While denying it, I realized that I was happy that you were worried about me - I wanted to beat myself up out of the blue.
It's not what I planned to do. To Arthur's route - no, I can't believe you decided not to choose anyone's route, to live quietly, but at that arrow tip, you liked the man you were trying to avoid.
But - and sent Chirali and Arthur a gaze, Sylvie thinks.
(What is this... a lucky story if you think about it? Arthur thinks he probably likes me... not like the game but if you get on with it...)
Wouldn't it also be possible to be tied to someone you like?
I thought so, but at the same time Sylvie noticed.
To the fundamental story of how Arthur liked Sylvie.
(Oh well. Arthur liked me because I was the heroine of the game)
To the irresistible fact, Silvi bit her lips off in silence.
Arthur's liking was unlikely from the start.
From the first meeting I pushed my favor with Guigui and approached Silvi. Wasn't Sylvie convinced that he deserved it because he was an offensive character and she was a heroine?
- That's what I mean.
(Arthur's feelings are those made...)
It never came from him.
He became interested and liked Silvi because he was a heroine. Nothing more or less.
(I don't like it...)
Until now, Sylvie thought of something she never thought about.
I'm sure it's because I've really liked Arthur. So I really couldn't forgive Arthur for his feelings being what he was made of.
By no means is he watching me, Silvi. It's heroin, so I just like it. And she couldn't accept that as lucky anymore.
(How could I not have realized something so obvious? I knew I couldn't. Me, nobody's route...... I don't want to be in a romantic relationship with anyone in my offensive character)
Where did that love come from? Sylvie will continue to think much more than she has noticed.
I'm not really loved. Even if that's what I loved so much as I saw later in the game, I realized that someplace would never be filled. Rather, it's hard and unbearable. You can't possibly hang out with them like that.
(As soon as I became aware, in a way, it was a heartbreak decision...)
If I hadn't noticed anything and split up and enjoyed the game as originally planned, that would probably have been the happiest part. Enjoy the love you can give as a matter of course...... and if you could have had a happy ending, I'm sure Silvi would have been quite happy.
But I can't accept such a future when I realize it.
If you're loved, but enough to live a life of doubting that love, it's even better to have a political marriage with someone other than them, many times better. Then even the love that may one day sprout between us can be accepted without question.
It was also the moment Silvi completely took them off as his own paedophile.
"Silvi?"
Arthur calls out to Silvi, who's been silent again. Sometimes I sealed my feelings with the power of my will, and Silvi said no.
"It's really nothing. I haven't caught a cold, and I'm fine. Um, then I'll be excused. I don't think it's a good idea to be out there too long."
"Right. I apologize for letting you stand and talk. Silvi, thank you for the treat. I'm really glad."
"... it would be nice if you were happy"
Say hello and leave Arthur. It was too spicy to be on my side because I realized I liked it. You get the same favor back from a favored opponent and yet you can't accept it. Never again, I didn't think I wanted to get close.
"Enough? You could have talked slower."
Alice asks as she nibbles waiting a little further away. Without answering that, Silvi walked out toward the mansion.
"Hey, if it's Sylvie. I've already distracted you."
"I didn't ask for anything else. Either you wanted to get away with it, or you pushed the sweets, right?
"But you could have given it to me, couldn't you? I made it because of you. I'm more than happy to get you a treat."
"I'm reflecting a lot on that.... Arthur is Prince Wang, isn't he? It was rude of me to give you something that didn't even taste poisonous."
"... isn't that good? You don't have to think that seriously. 'Cause you don't know Prince Wang, do you?
"Don't say settings..."