We're out of strength! Well done me!!
Do you think... No, no, no. I personally intend to do my best. Yeah, I want to compliment myself.
But it's because it's a premise that you're impatient, and this and the brain muscle prince side are impatient, isn't it?
If this was the type of brain muscle that you wouldn't even think about with someone with you, I might have been disrespected, right? Well, you may be able to protect Aldar more than he is by his side... but it seems shallow to expect him to act there.
I got angry. I reflect, but I don't regret it.
It's exactly this state of affairs, but it doesn't necessarily work out when you're in a similar situation in the future.
(You mean I'm still immature too... not good, gotta be careful...)
So, when it comes to why you're reflecting, well to put it bluntly, Aldar preaches this is it!!
After that, the brain muscle dude kept his mouth shut looking at me and Aldar. I wondered if Grandpa and Ya over there were hollow with a blue face on, what a brain muscle dude and dispersed when the other family finally showed up.
The family members who can't swallow the situation are like, "Huh? It felt like," but so that Grandpa and Ya could rush after the brain-muscle dude. It was only next time that we went after him so that we wouldn't lose sight.
I wondered how to judge that...... but it's an honest feeling to be relieved.
So, after I dropped it off, Aldar took my hand and walked out, silently.
It was the Mitchellan confectionery shop on the way, so yeah, you're going on a date, right?
But this isn't it, well... yeah... he's silently scared!!
Mitchellan Confectionery is a two-story shop with a private coffee room that can be used by people who are good at what they do and who are very good at it, with a shop and kitchen area on the ground floor and very little upstairs.
There we are now...
In a room with one type of sofa and table sitting next to each other, ornamental plants, appearance for sophistication, etc. Selected conditioning. Exactly if it's a fancy confectionery store. So what...
"... Julia"
"Okay. Ok, I really get it, I'm sorry, I won't do this kind of imitation again!!
At last, this is just the shop structure, and you might pay a little to run a downstairs nobleman or something to call it, but Aldar made the arrangements vividly that way after offering to use the coffee room about this place.
So he turned to me and said, "I want you to wait a little longer for me to shop because I'm going to write to the Kingsguard captain to deliver it".
I see!?
You say you understand!!
So, I sent out a letter and ordered tea and chocolate, and when the clerk backed down, it started preaching!!
And that, too. It's sweet to be hugged all the time, how worried I was, and what if I imitate and protect it, but I'm out of my sight, and I'm glad you said you were my lover or called me out, but what about turning to other guys... that? Isn't that strange on the way?
So, well, that's anyway.
That's the distance the shoulder touches, isn't it? And yet hugs and stuff like whispering directly into your ears it's... it's... uh, your ears are ticklish! No, it's a little addictive! No!!
Anyway, I have to promise you I won't do it again! What is this embarrassment? Is this a novice torture or has it been around for a long time? Is this a disgrace or death?
"... then fine. Gilderock has such a temper that he won't imitate Julia... but his family won't know, will they?
"Well... I'm reflecting that it was frivolous..."
"But.... thanks"
"Eh."
"For my sake, did you get mad at me? I was honestly delighted."
Aldar's expression, which was always worryingly eyebrow-rooted, softens and turns into a grin.
I'm happy, I narrow my eyes and laugh. That look is true...... true, he's handsome!
I leaned over because I was ashamed of myself.
"Well, it was originally caused by my overhauling of Gilderock's demands. So I'm sorry I got involved."
"... can I ask you something?"
"Yeah. If you want to ask me something,... well, that means as far as I can answer"
"It was said that the Duke of Balmunk would succeed him."
"That's true. We got an invitation too... well, I'm not going, so I was just supposed to give you something to celebrate."
Well, normally, if you think about it, you don't have a relationship between houses, but a relationship to the extent that you know your name in Ningro neighborhood.
Even though we learned under the same sword master, we weren't together in real time.
If it's not diplomatically or otherwise in place of that king over there, it's something you don't go out of your way to celebrate or something because the great nobles of another country will be raiding names. You know, 'I want to compete' around that invitation coming while I know that, right?
But of course the reply is no. That's what it feels like to be there.
From the brain muscle dude, it was Aldar's view that even though he thought this was his last chance from the standpoint, he still refused, and he still came to think that...
"So, uh, what about the militant tournament?
"Yeah, the New Year's Festival militant tournament is a festival, as we talked about earlier. Adventurer and merchant guilds are at the centre, so wound drugs and the like are provided free of charge, and the only winners are honors... It's not that it doesn't have any benefits, because some strong adventurers want to test their arms, and if they sell their names, that's all they ask for."
"I see..."
With that, he said, there was a mix of ordinary people who wanted to stand out a little bit because it was a festival or the beginning.
By and large, those people are heroes of the past, legendary villains, and some appear dressed as such... well, only those who want to do it with bees will eventually stay, so in short, will he sit in front of the uplifting specialty?
So 'it's not necessarily the person who came out'...... yeah - how about that kind of nori?
Exactly. He doesn't seem to be guilty of disrespect for His Majesty the King or anything, but the first generation of the Baum family and such are often used by their names. And "rare villains" and "what's the legend" are popular.
But some of them hide their names and faces from the Knights, and they can see a pretty amazing battle if they stay because some of them join in to challenge an armed adventurer.
By the way, I don't care who you dress up as, but if you behave or act to the detriment of your honor, a guard will come aboard the coliseum. Being a well-known adventurer or something, he said it would be amazing to have more than one imitation, not just in person... maybe someone named Metabon or something...?
Aldar told me that it was an easy to understand festival rule that if I didn't enter in exchange for the entry number when I called it in, I would be undefeated.
"I have your game in the summer. Your Majesty doesn't want Her Royal Highness to see something like that, so I don't recall ever coming to the gallery."
"… well, but I think it's time for you to join us as part of your official duties"
"Right. Maybe Dean will come out any day."
If you're a boy looking for a knight, sure.
The game in front of you is really only an honor if you try it for a knight. The winner will have the prize and the honor, and the beloved, sword-giving destination - because His Majesty the King, a living nation, will give you compliments.
"Has Aldar ever participated?
"Uh. Yeah. Well, for once."
"Well wow!
I didn't know!
No, I don't know, I'm sorry. Because I wasn't interested...... that's a reflection!
"I'm not in right now."
"Really?
"Yeah, well... there's a lot going on"
To Aldar, who laughs bitterly, oh, I understood this was the one you shouldn't ask.
I'm a woman who can read the air! I failed a bit earlier though!!
But yeah.
I guess this is no more deception.
What I really want to hear is something else that I'm pretty sure I can ask.
I don't know what happens because I asked, and I don't know how I can because I asked.
"... Aldar, that"
"Yeah."
"What is a beast in you? Now is the time..."
"Uh... yeah. No, I'm not hiding it, I'm not fooling you."
Aldar turns away from me.
That's just a little hesitant. Was that the one you shouldn't have heard?
"Um, if you don't want to say it"
"No."
Just a little while, then.
Aldar took my hand again.
"Not really, it's not a fun story to hear. But if Julia will tell me if I can find out. … wants to talk, I think"
"Aldar?"
"It's embarrassing to make you listen. I feel like I'm continuing to make Julia look unusual."
"That's not true."
"But... without being disillusioned, he also wants you to know me"
I've seen Aldar laugh vaguely several times before.
That's roughly a time of trouble or... a time of delusion.
What you wanted me to know. Maybe seriously...... scared, looks like it too?
(What to do)
No, I don't think you're afraid to ask.
But why not?
I think I like this guy more and more.
No, because I have a relationship, right? I dated you, though.
So... are you going to glare at me?
If so, I'm thinking that if I hear this story...
I've only wished you happiness so far, Primera. I thought I was happy to serve beside you.
But that's not all, I want to be next to this guy.
I wonder if that's greed or something. I think about it a lot.
(I want to know more about this guy...)
"... no?
Chu, and a kiss is dropped at his fingertips.
That only makes my body a little hot.
(sloppy)
Because you worry about it that way, and this is how you sweeten it to the habit of spoiling it.
And on top of that, he's cool, he's strong, he's got good manners? What a zului.
"... No, let me ask you something"
Speaking of which, I ordered a corner, but I didn't eat chocolate. Tea is untouched.
And yet, I kind of feel like I've already eaten a lot of sweets.
No. Maybe I'll feel bitter or something after this!?