Hearing frank questions and looking up, Arthur was staring at him with a serious face.

In contrast, Sylvie shakes her neck sideways.

"I don't like it, or anything like that. But I can't live up to your feelings."

I didn't want to throw up because I'm your favorite person. When I tell him as much honesty as I can, Arthur distorts his face.

"If you don't hate me, will you accept me"

"... excuse me. Hopefully, I'll be glad to have you decide there wasn't anything about the engagement nomination I told my father."

I stare at Arthur as if he were a jerk. Maybe, but it was the result of expecting Silvi to listen to his will. But Arthur clearly refused.

"I can't do that"

"Master Arthur."

"I only want to marry you. Even if… I will always name you in the engagement nomination to say I don't like you"

"Oh no..."

"I don't like anything but you."

Sounds like a plea. Stunning, Arthur shook Silvi's hand.

Happy with its warmth.

"Ah..."

"You don't hate me, do you? Maybe not now, but I'm going to spare no effort to be liked by you. So please, just give it up."

……

Sued with a sincere voice, Silvi was aware that her head was going white.

I thought you were going to take the offense. But I didn't expect to be petitioned like this.

(I was going to say no properly...)

I'm a prince opponent, but communicating my will is important. I tried my best to think so, but was it in vain?

Arthur in the game is all the way, and if you decide with this guy, it's a straight line. I'm not going to say the game now, but apparently it's the same around here. I'm glad Sylvie hasn't changed because it's also one of the reasons she likes Arthur, but I honestly can't be happy in this case.

(This is... bad)

Now, I'm convinced. Arthur has no desire to let Silvi get away with it.

We're going to keep it surrounded, make an engagement nomination, and bring it in until we get married.

I don't hate to be obsessed with the person I like, but I feel complicated knowing it derives from the fact that it's heroine. Honestly, I just think you need to give me a break.

"Silvi......"

"Huh!"

Needless to say, Arthur embarks on himself and brings his face closer. To the sudden approaching of his preference face, Silvi turned his face bright red.

I refuse to marry you, but I am not false in the feeling that I like you. And more than that, I couldn't change the fact that I preferred Arthur's face and voice.

"Huh! Please stay away..."

Unable to withstand close range, Arthur tilted his neck as he shook his voice and begged.

"Why? I didn't even kiss you."

"Ki, kiss or something! Oh, not like that!

It was a problem before that. But I just can't say to myself, "Because I'm getting too fond of your face and voice". Desperate, he turned his body against it and tried hard to get away at all, but that hard work turned into dust when Arthur moved to the seat next to Silvi, as he had figured out something.

"Hey... why are you moving next door"

"I guess it's because Silvi runs away. Huh... my face is bright red. Apparently, it's true that you don't hate me. That's good. So? Why don't you tell me why you don't like me getting close?

"Yes, I can't tell you"

"Hmm."

One nod, Arthur turned his arm around Silvi's waist sitting next to him and hung his other hand on her jaw. When you can lift your jaw all the way up, that's his beautiful blue eyes at close range.

Silvi's head was already in trouble with a big panic.

(Wow, wow, wow, wow! Arthur, it's close! It's too close!

"If you don't give me a reason, I'll keep saying it."

"It's my preferred face and voice. Excuse me. Forgive me."

It was too gorgeous to palm back, but I can't stomach it on my back.

Continuing yesterday, I answered again at the speed of light, Arthur gazed as surprised to hear Silvi's answer.

"Silvi...... you like my face?

"... voices, too, though. Excuse me. I answered, so it would help if you let me go."

"Oh, oh..."

You must have seen Sylvie's expression and found out it wasn't a lie. It looked confusing, but Arthur let Silvi go.

Having difficulty changing his mind, Silvi moved to the far end of the seat.

Watch Sylvie move and Arthur looks strange.

"... listen to one thing, what are you doing?

"... I say it because I've been known, but I like it too much and it's hard, so I want to leave at all. It's too close."

To be honest, Arthur looked surprised again... then laughed niggardly for some reason.

I have a very bad feeling, it's a bad laugh.

"... Master Arthur?

"I see. Silvi said he liked my face and voice. Glad to hear that."

"Ugh..."

He stares, his face turns red again. Arthur nodded as if he was good at it, feeling the effect clearly on the wolfy Silvi.

"Very well. If this face and voice works for Sylvie, I'll let you use it to the full."

"What... hey, hey..."

Arthur said he would open his eyes to the exact statement he would use.

"Honestly, I've never thought I liked my face, but if it's available to you, I'm sure it's not.... Right.... Silvi, I like it.... this is the place?

"Huh! I don't think that's a good idea!!"

To the low spinned 'likes' words and serious expressions, Silvi had no choice but to blush to the fullest extent possible and scream.