I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~

It was when Arthur was being chased to work in the office.

"I'm back now"

Diedrich, who was asking for a quick use, came back to his room. In his hand, a bottle of wine is gripped.

"Is that wine?

"This year, they say it's something they've just done. With you, I brought it."

"Hmm?"

Wine dedication.

This kind of thing is never uncommon. The nobles who desire Arthur, the Prince of Kings, to drink of what he has made in his own land, never cease to follow. Arthur, who knew it would be safe if Diedrich brought it, took it relatively honestly.

"Whose place is it?

"They say it was made in the territory of the Duke of Vivito. They say this year is the best they've done in the last few years."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it. Why don't you join us?"

The Duke of Vivito, famous for his own winemaking, also invested considerably in the production of wine in his own territory. I dedicate my new work to the castle every year, and Arthur has had several drinks.

Arthur, who knew Diedrich was also a wine lover, invited him in a light-hearted manner, but Diedrich returned the answer, "I will refrain this time".

"What's up? Don't be shy."

"Really? No, it's not just with me, it's because of me, so I was wondering if you could join Lord Sylvia."

"With Silvi? But..."

Arthur frowned.

Diedrich's suggestion was not bad, but this wine is fairly frequent.

I thought it might be a little harsh on women.

But Diedrich laughs with a bad face.

"Lovers, just a little drunk - I thought occasionally the situation wasn't too bad, but did it distract you too much? Then I won't hesitate to go out with you."

……

To the words, Arthur imagined Silvi's intoxication.

A fiancée who dyes her cheeks adorably and exposes Arthur to insanity.

It's fun to look at. I thought it would be fun to hang a wheel if you got drunk and bold a little bit.

Coming to a conclusion in seconds, Arthur said with a true face.

"... right. Sometimes it's not bad to drink with your fiancée."

"Yeah, definitely."

Diedrich nodded, laughing at Couscous, to Arthur, who had a rush and a change of purpose.

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"Silvi, I got some wine, why don't you drink it"

At night, before going to bed, Arthur cut out the story carefully.

Today, Sylvie has decided to stay.

It's because Arthur wanted me to, but I feel like she's starting to snort, much more honestly than before.

"Wine? Good, but... that's unusual. I can't believe Arthur's recommending alcohol."

Silvi, who stopped by for a moment, looked at the wine brand and raised her voice.

"Wow, this is such a delicious wine! I've only had one drink."

"Hmm? Is Silvi someone who can drink?

"Yes."

Nodding lightly, Sylvie makes her eyes sparkle.

"I think alcohol is a pretty strong person. I don't really feel drunk."

"That's amazing."

I had decided from Silvi's image that the liquor was weak on its own, but apparently she's an alcoholic. I had the bottom line of wanting to flirt with drunk Silvi, but if I'm strong, I can enjoy a drink with him.

Lovers, drinking between men would be fresh again with a different feeling.

Yes, Arthur, who switched lightly, told Silvi.

"If you're strong, let's bring some. Prepare knobs appropriately"

"Wow, fun"

I smile bitterly when I see Silvi smiling.

It's going to be a banquet tonight. But well, sometimes you can have a day like that.

If my beloved will please me, that's all right again, Arthur thought.

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……

"Hey."

……

"Silvi"

"Um, what?

"Too much to drink."

"Really? Absolutely."

The time slot is already into the middle of the night. How Arthur was the first to turn up the sound for a banquet that would never end.

It's not like I can't drink any more, but Sylvie had too much alcohol to stop.

(I didn't think Silvi could drink this far...)

Peek into Sylvie's complexion. Surprisingly, she hadn't even turned thin and red.

Lu Rhythm is solid, and I've seen him get up a few times, but he's not even flustered.

"You're really strong."

"That's why I told you, right?

Arthur stared at Silvi with a kind of praise for his bragging face.

I was surprised, but it's better than being able to drink only halfway through, and if you can drink this far, you don't seem to have to worry about getting drunk by strange people.

(Well, it sounds like you're having fun drinking it, okay...)

I guess Silvi really likes liquor when she tips the cup with a good taste.

I enjoyed watching that, but if it wasn't time to stop for real, it would sound the next day.

Exactly. I drink too much of this.

"Sylvie - it's time"

Let's keep it open. Silvi said it before Arthur tried to say so.

"But Arthur's really handsome... he's got a good face."

"What?"

Suddenly Arthur stared at Silvi wondering what he was going to say. She is nodding in the face.

"I, such a handsome man of my taste, have never seen anything but Arthur. Well, the other characters are pretty handsome, but Arthur is the best in the sense of preference. Blue eyes on silver hair is a sexuality. I like the long blue eyes so freakishly. White gloves are also quite striking privately. Sasu is my guess."

"... Silvi?

"I also like character. Well, I used to think it was a little hard for me to hate, but now that you think about me, you think so much... Oh, it's a little hard to be too stunning, but I think Arthur, including that. Because I don't like it or anything like that!

"Oh, oh..."

I didn't ask for this answer. Silvi speaks even more with a lucid eye.

"Uh... good voice too. I really like Arthur's voice. I mean, I feel like I'm going to get pregnant just with my voice. How can you speak like that? I want to hear it all the time. Endless I want to repeat. Already, already, love it! I like you too much to die!

I greatly admire the person in front of me.

He was taken aback by Silvi, who suddenly began to praise Arthur, the winner.

Sylvie's Arthur story is still going on.

I couldn't say anything back about it, just listening in a grudge, and Silvi has seen Arthur cancer.

"Hey? Are you listening? I'm telling Arthur."

"Oh, oh, listen... ru"

"Really? That would be nice. Uh, how far did I tell you? You just told me about Arthur's gloves, didn't you? See you next. Let's talk about Arthur's cloak!

"... the gloves were approximate... but what do you say about the cape"

I can't keep up.

But Silvi is a cape material and design. And I began to talk enthusiastically about how that would enhance Arthur's charm.

I just tried to stop it because it's too much, but there's no way she could have stopped at that much.

"Arthur, shut up! I am now! I'm talking about the good things about Arthur!

"... bad"

On the contrary, he scolded me and ended up with feathers to worship until the end.

From an early age, I have been praised and admired by everyone for its beauty. I don't think anything more now...... I was supposed to, but I was thrown so praiseworthy that I could not possibly be the only woman I have ever ordained to love, and Arthur is no longer in a state of imminent death.

And Arthur finally realized he had come this far.

(also, could Sylvie be drunk? So this is such an odd thing...)

No way is this happening. Arthur was stunned.

Silvi, as always, speaks fervently about Arthur's, now how beautiful his eyes are. Those transparent eyes are more beautiful and precious than gems... or something, but when you get here, you can't seriously listen.

And you'll never look drunk just looking at that look.

But...

"Arthur is an angel down on earth! No, he's an archangel! Definitely!"

Who is the archangel?

At last, Arthur was convinced when he saw Silvi, who stood up, gestured and began to admire Arthur.

(Definitely. Definitely drunk)

Silvi is certainly resistant to alcohol. But apparently, it's the type where the limits suddenly come in.

And when the limits come, this is what happens.

"... Silvi"

"Arthur, I love it"

He suddenly turned his grin and Arthur groaned a lot.

This is why we can't beat Silvi. I think so.

"Oh... me too... duh!

Sylvie's body leans about. When he rushed to her side and supported her, Silvi was resting.

"... and here, you go to sleep"

All I get is a sigh.

They totally turned drunk. Silvi was totally in a dream.

"Well, I originally gave up today..."

Grab Silvi and head to the bedroom.

We went into bed together and mouthed on its forehead.

"I know exactly what you like about me."

The next day, Silvi wakes up, listening to Arthur and holding his head, and all I can say is that it exactly deserves it, and Silvi says, "So, what do you mean by guessing?" Arthur asks me, "My fool!" He became the wingman who fled.