Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

On second thought, I feel like I made contact with a hell of a lot of people. Although Mr. Arge was too unreliable for his brother to treat him normally...

With a little relief in the pillar that appeared in front of me, I —— uh, had my 50th or so loop.

The fighting has been slightly shredded, but we have decided to do it.

Blackcloth man —— a total confrontation with Riselle Rosso.

That said, I don't do duels in my bedroom anymore. Mr. Arge pissed me off.

At this hour, the man should still be in his room with his brother. Besides, directly beneath me!

When I thought so, I got a fighting spirit again. I gaze hard at my feet. And I took strong steps many times. Sounds, my thoughts.

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I persuaded the samurai with skillful speaking skills to head to Mr. Risel's room on the second floor of the west wing. As far as I'm concerned, Ines is holding back.

One deep breath before confronting the abominable assassin. And knock on the door.

After a while, a blonde man peeks into his face through a gap in the door.

"... oh"

Mr. Riselle looked as if she was heartily surprised when she saw me.

Making sure he wasn't armed, I made him laugh as I diligently suppressed his burning fighting spirit.

"Excuse me for being late at night. Lady Riselle Rosso, right?

"Ah...... oh. You are Mr. Cattleya. [M] Why are you here?

"Hehe. I thought my brother was interrupting Master Riselle's room. I'd like to talk to my brother, can I come inside? Hehe."

"... I wonder how my brother knew you were in my room"

Oh, I wasn't thinking about excuses there.

Because of this, I was trying to de-alert Mr. Risel by pretending to be sober, and this screwed up. I spin my head to work out the deception of my body.

"It's a sibling bond. My brother and I know where each other is, even when we're away. Hehe."

"... well"

I'm not convinced, but the smell is troublesome, so let's stop scratching. That's what Mr. Risel's face says.

Ugh. I'm very unwilling to be certified as a troublesome guy by this guy. But because of the glorious culpability event, we have to be patient now.

"Go inside. Lord Haltris is in the back."

"Hehe. Now if you'll excuse me."

Tell Ines to wait and go indoors. I smelled nervous as I passed beside Mr. Riselle.

"Oh? Why are you here?"

My brother, who was sitting in the back of the room, in the chair in front of the fireplace, looks at me and raises his voice. Quickly my sibling bonding settings were ruined. That's my brother. It denies everything I do.

But okay, I did something wrong in the third loop, so I decided to be nice to my brother this time.

I did not answer my brother's question and when I quickly tried to hide him from my back, I looked straight at Mr. Risel.

"... Mr. Risel. Actually, I came here to talk to Mr. Riselle."

"Huh...? Is that right? What can I do for you?

"No. I guess Mr. Riselle needs more from me. Please let me know here what business you have for me"

"Ha... Though I would have liked to have talked to you and Kruse some time. [M] I don't know if there's anything in particular like this."

"Oh man. You're only going to cut white,"

Then I'll make it clear to you.

I, pointing my finger at Mr. Riselle, lifted up my voice with strength in my stomach.

"The killer, it's you!

Mr. Riselle starts off with a decent, manicured face. After a while, you figured out what my words meant, and you definitely erased the tender grin you were pasting.

"... the culprit? I wonder what that means."

"It's useless to be in a trance. We already know you're the brutal, merciless assassin who snuck into the master bedroom tonight and tried to assassinate me."

"Huh!"

Whoa, Mr. Riselle was clearly upset.

I can see my lips trembling slightly and sweat dripping from my forehead. We have to fold up here all at once!

"That upset is the proof above all! Come on, magically follow the rope!

Gong!!!

"Come on!

It's been a long time since I've had pain in my brain.

It may or may not be your brother's fist.

"Terrible!"

"It's your head that's terrible, idiot"

Never before has my brother caught his eye and looked down on me.

But I can't stay back here. I am the master of unbeatable courage.

"I don't treat people like criminals without meaning. Look, look at that. Mr. Riselle, you must be waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Don't you have any objections?"

When I say it, my brother takes a glimpse of Mr. Risel and turns his gaze back on me again.

"I think you're just too dumb to be talking."

"Already! Why did your brother just hold that person's shoulder from earlier!

It's too tight and frustrating. I just wish Mr. Riselle would attack me backwards. I'm confident they won't kill me easily if it comes from Mr. Riselle in the round hips.

"If all is right with you, so be it. Lord Riselle's motive for killing you."

"Oh, I'm not sure about that either. Why not, Mr. Risel!

"... headache"

My brother puts his hand on his forehead and sighs.

But even I really don't know. I didn't do anything resentful to Mr. Riselle.

But Mr. Riselle really wants to kill me. The reason for this is that I can't figure it out without the person talking to me.

"Anyway, this guy was going to ambush me tonight in the master bedroom, hiding his face, and kill me for walking into the room knowing nothing. Oh, you should also use poison. Poison gas that will make your breath painful even more to the poison of a knife"

When I said it, Mr. Risel opened his eyes again.

How do you get there, what do you think? Because I tasted it.

"You can't plan that assassination. If I had ambushed you in the master bedroom, Lord Risel would have bowled with my son-in-law before you."

"There is no Duke in the master bedroom. He hasn't been in the master bedroom since the beginning."

"Ha...?

"I don't know why, but I'm sure the Duke will be pulling into the library or somewhere by now. And this man knew that somehow!

"Um, Rae. My son-in-law must have made his way to the bedroom."

"Yes. That's why this guy can sneak into the master bedroom-- huh?

Did the Duke head to the master bedroom? What the hell. I mean, how does your brother know that?

As I look for the next word in the unexpected answer, my brother grabs me with a gap. And he forced my head down, and himself bowed his head again with momentum.

"I'm sorry, Lord Risel. I'm nervous. My sister seems a little crazy. I'll tell you later, will you forgive me for the occasion?"

When my brother spoke, Mr. Risel, who had been staring at me in silence for so long, raised his face as if it had been played. And paste a lying grin on your face.

"Ah...... oh. At the wedding during the day, I guess I got tired. I don't care.... you're in trouble too, Lord Haltris."

"Totally embarrassing"

"Wait a minute, brother! The story hasn't --"

In an attempt to undo the open air, I peel my brother's hand off my head and raise my voice. But my brother covers my mouth with rocky hands.

"Hmmm!

"Okay, okay, calm down, you idiot. Don't talk, you idiot."

"Hmmm!

"Right, you're reflecting. Then it's time to go."

My brother leads to the door when he lifts me with one hand. And before I left the room, I bowed my head again.

"Lord Risel, I'm so sorry. This guy is stupid, but he's not always this stupid."

"Don't be so afraid. I'll see you tomorrow."

I'm not coming tomorrow.

The real killer, who I thought gradually caught, goes farther and farther away.

I pushed hard, but I couldn't resist the Baltic men, leaving Mr. Risel's room behind.