The face I shrugged was true. I say pale as its face is.
"Maybe it was harder to say no the other way around being weirdly hidden. If he's coming as a prince, he'll just say no from the front."
By the way, Silvi has completely forgotten the possibility of being buried from the outer moat due to facades such as parents and kings.
Too many things, over-capacity, she was in some sort of invincibility.
Overcapacity. Too often these days, I also feel like I'm driving normally at the earliest.
"Hehe...... hehe. Nah, but I love you. You like me because you're a heroine. Who would believe what it's like to come from a place like this?"
Get up on the bed and make a fist grip.
He's a craftsman who can only do it because no one has seen him.
"Well, I am! Unlike Arthur, I like it right though! It's nothing. I didn't like heroes because they're heroines. Because I like Arthur because he was Arthur!
Say whatever you want because you think nobody's listening. It was also a kind of stress relief method.
I like your face, I like your voice. I love it all, where it's kind and all the way.
Silvi knows that this feeling of 'liking' was not born 'because it's a game' or 'because it's a heroine'.
So I'm not going to rule out all the feelings, even though I can't believe them all.
"Only with regard to Arthur, no. I don't believe it. 'Cause that guy, he suddenly dered in the first meeting. I don't think you liked it when you saw" me "for what you thought. Game correction, game correction. Scared!"
I like it because it's heroin, then Sylvie is not convinced.
I want people who like me to see and like my personality properly.
Isn't that a natural wish?
So I decided to run away because that wouldn't happen. Because I don't want to spend my days questioning Arthur's love.
"If it wasn't Arthur, I'm sure he wouldn't have thought that hard."
I care about a lot of things because I'm the person I really like.
Otherwise, I want you to look at yourself, you can't possibly think of anything.
So this must be the feeling that other characters wouldn't have been born if they were the other ones.
"... you'll like me, Arthur, too much. No, I like it."
I remember when I was confessed again. Now that I'm not as panicked as I was then, I could even adore you enough.
He protected Silvi from Claude, and that's how he told me his love with a hot eye.
Maiden gay heroes also look good enough to escape barefoot.... No, was Arthur a hero here in the world of maiden gay?
I remember, Sylvie roared smugly.
"Arthur, you looked great...... I knew it was the Prince's version of the tone, I adore it. That's my best guess."
Silvi sat upright on the bed, hands together.
And a word.
"Honorable"
If Alice was watching, she took the action of the covenant to be laughed at in the utmost seriousness, and Silvi laughed with satisfaction.
"Arthur, after all, is the most deductive character. The good stuff is good. I'm not going to go out with you or marry you, but you shouldn't deny it there. Even if you can't live up to your feelings, you're free to adore them or remain fond of them."
Um, confirmed his stance, and Silvi looked up at the ceiling all the time.
"It would have been nice to see myself and say that you liked me... hey, no, no, no"
Ha ha notice, hastily deny it.
At the end of the day, the truth was leaked.
"Anyway. There's no such thing as that! Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Good luck and I say no!
Ooh! Silvi, bravely posing as a fighter, was satisfied for now and dived into bed.