For example, if it was someone else you didn't know... and if they found out you couldn't move much with ecstasy... it would be horrible and frustrating.
Of course, I had no choice not to run because it was a desperate action that gave the highest priority to running away from Leon, and if I hadn't actually run away, my brother would have definitely offended me. But I couldn't stop feeling scared.
"Silvi"
"... Yes?
Arthur's voice was serious. With his face up, he opened his mouth, keeping his gaze forward.
"... let me hear it. Who was the killer who put the ecstasy on you? Who did you get that look at?
"... eh"
I couldn't answer that.
I don't want to tell you that the killer is my brother-in-law. But Silvi thought it would be too rude to keep silent with Arthur, who helped him until he used a precious antidote.
"... thanks to Master Felix I was able to return without anything. So - I think I should tell you the truth. But... I know I'm trying, but I just need one favor. Tell me, will you promise to keep it in your own chest?
Even so far, Sylvie didn't like Leon.
He's my dear brother. I have no romantic feelings, but as a family, I feel very important. So I didn't want to tell my father if I could, and I didn't want to make it big.
Arthur looked surprised, but nodded as he guessed.
"... ok. I just want to say I really don't like it. If you don't, you're not going to tell me, so promise me you'll shut up."
"Thank you.... I'm ashamed, the killer is Leon. Well... apparently it was made into tea and I drank it without realizing it."
Speaking of names, Arthur looked like he had in mind.
"Leon... that he's your brother-in-law? Sure, he seemed to have feelings for you if you had one... but you tell me to keep quiet because you don't want the Marquis to know?
"Yes......"
The reply got really small. It's a selfish story. Because I'm asking for silence while you help me. But Arthur wasn't mad.
"You can't help it if that's the case. But it's something that I've often been safe with. How did you get away from him?
"When I had tea, I was alone in the room... and I thought Leon was looking a little strange lately. It's embarrassing, but I was quite alert, so I locked the door. That seems to have played its part. Leon said... let me in, but I said no."
"... you had a hair for a while. I'm so glad you're okay."
"No, thank you very much for your help."
A heartfelt thank you. A little silence flowed and Silvi took a small breath as he was held by Arthur's arm.
"Almost to the Mansion."
"Yes."
The speed of Arthur's running horse is slow. I guess you care about Silvi. Looking up at Arthur looking at him before, Silvi was feeling twitching and shame striking.
(If you think about it, Arthur can hold me. And at such close range...... Ugh...... embarrassing)
Suddenly I wanted to escape. But I know how dangerous it is to break out on a horse.
I feel Arthur's temperature and his cheeks have heat.
Driven by irresistible embarrassment, Silvi tried chanting in her heart the most powerful spell for her, Arthur is stunning, but did not do anything to Silvi, who became aware she liked him.
(Ugh... I can't believe this magic word doesn't work... how am I supposed to stay calm?
The thrill and the sound of the heart are loud.
Could this sound be heard by Arthur? When I was alone in confusion about what to do if so, I smelled comfortable from Arthur all the time.
This is not the first time I've smelled that scent. Recently... no, I felt like I smelled it earlier, and Silvi leaned her neck... reminded me of myself being disturbed by ecstasy at the potato ceremony.
(Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!)
I really want you to praise me for not screaming.
That's about it, she was devastated.
In a blurry memory, Silvi was held by Arthur. Not until the end, of course. I'm talking about Arthur buying me the part and getting me out because I have to dissipate the accumulated heat until I can get the antidote.
I couldn't remember the pharmacist, but Silvi dyed his face bright red instantly, remembering what Arthur had done for me.
(Huh? Huh? Wasn't that a dream? Because I thought it was a dream. Me, like... No, it's not. You mistakenly assumed it was a dream because Ecstasy was hitting you in the head? Oh, I don't care about that anymore! Better than that!!)
Silvi wanted to hold his head on the spot.
(A... Arthur and I did that or this...)