Let's make a deal.
Mel opens her eyes to me.
My tense, bewildered and barometric escorts lay their hands on the weapon. I caught it at the edge of my eyes but didn't even remember the slightest fright. Here, to this extent, these people are not stupid enough to attack without Mel's instructions.
Talking is more important than that. I don't mind continuing.
"This story just needs to match my interests with yours. I will not ask for anything that is not legal. Please do not answer the information with information"
"… information?
Explain to Mel, who eyebrows, that I will take the initiative with courtesy.
"Yes, the format is Q&A… questions asked and repeated questions asked. It is forbidden to return very concise answers. I can't finish the conversation with all the replies I don't get a lot of information. No matter what you can't answer, you don't have to answer. Tell them honestly that they can't answer questions they can't answer, and ask them to change to a different one. If you no longer want to ask questions from one side, you can end at that point until you answer the next person's question and that. What do you say?
This kind of thing is simple enough. Otherwise, it would be different from what I would have done with my original head just because I'm somewhat good at tension. In Mel, it's going to be a rush and a one-sided loss.
Whether or not, without showing any such lack of confidence, let me rather make it look like this one is conceding and offering reciprocal terms.
"... I don't mind, do you have so much to ask me?
"Yes, of course. There are a number of important questions that will determine my future departure."
I replied honestly to the skeptical remarks.
"I hope you can't answer that, because falsehood is troublesome. We'll write each other a pledge."
"That much?
"If you can't, I'm done."
"Uh, wait, wait! I will! Hey, get the paper ready,"
"You don't have to."
I stopped Mel trying to get one of the escorts to prepare a pledge with a clear face, and took out and poked two pieces of paper of a quality roughly unworthy of civilian possession out of the hemp shoulder bag he had. I take out two pieces for myself as well, with Mel receiving them with her eyes black-and-white.
"Do you need a feather pen and ink?
"No... because I always let him carry it"
"That's Mr. Melvin."
I took out my share of the feather pen, put it on the ink and put my hand instead of the paper underlay and signed it immediately slightly distorted. I'm used to writing letters with a feather pen, but sometimes I miss a ballpoint pen or a sharp pen or something. Paper, too, is a terrible piece of paper in this world that doesn't even extend far to previous life's copy paper.
Merle, who couldn't possibly have known the slightest sadness that had not been put out on my exterior, glared at me with a serious face and air.
"... wait. This is supposed to be a decided story now, isn't it? How can you give me a pledge with your name on it now?
"Oh, quick question? I don't think the questioner has decided yet…"
"Ma, wait. … a chance to ask a valuable question. Don't answer that one yet."
"Wait, wait, wait, make people like dogs..."
"Do you have such a tough dog?"
Mel glances at me one last time with a vigilant eye and slowly glances through the pledge from top to bottom before reaching out to one of the escorts. At some point, the escort inks a feather pen that seems to be ten thousand times better than my personal belongings' and offers it to Mel gently.
... an escort? An escort? Maybe he's the only secretary. If you look closely, the outfit looks more aristocratic than the other two. Maybe that's what people like Mel always have on their households and types.
By the way, when the contents of the pledge are summed up briefly, Mel and I (and the third party Mel brought in who heard about Mel's escort, etc.) swear not to tell anyone what we heard without telling them a lie. When you sign this, you agree to the wording. I feel like I will be their slave when I break these pledges.
I wish I hadn't broken it, and even if I could throw away some credit for my family name if I had to, even if I didn't have my identity on my umbrella, it would have been pretty easy for me to sign it.
"I signed it.... I'm not even prepared to refrain."
"Yes, thank you. Oh, you got home in a nice place in Kiri. Then let's continue inside. Are you sure you want to ask Melvin a special question?
"Thank you for that."
We left each other a refrain and exchanged pledges, and we just entered my house. This is the third nobleman to have entered our current home.
I thought it was going to come out with some tea, but Mel pulled my side of the chair and sent me a gaze telling me to sit down because that was fine.
Mel, armed on the table, opens her mouth with a serious face after a few seconds of meditation.
Thus, we begin Q&A.
"What did you think of that one thing with Master Liliana and didn't defy the breach of engagement from Master Seth?
"That's a reasonable question."
I smiled and nodded. That's the first question Mel should be interested in.
Leaving aside whether Lili's complaint is true or false, because it's a strange story that I won't defy if it was either.
'Cause normally, it's only to my detriment not to defy. As Lili's words were true, I should defy them, whether they be lies or vanities. As a nobleman, for the house, for yourself.
"Because there was no reason to go against it."
As stated in the pledge, I was not willing to lie from the beginning.
"To put it another way, because I was hoping to break my engagement with His Highness, too. That was a convenient story for everyone. I think so."
I don't talk a lot, and after a little, Mel only talks a little. This neighborhood should be reasonable.
Mel was silent for once so that she could circle her head deeply.
"... to be honest, it's too confusing."
"Oh, really?
It's not hard to imagine this happening because of my attitude, and I always thought it wasn't unnatural to think that I and Your Highness would have wanted to destroy my engagement... hmm. Subjectivity and objectivity seem to be a lot different after all.
"May I ask what imagination you had for your information? Yeah, but if this is what counts as a question, I'm glad you didn't answer it."
"Fine, that's all. I'm not like you."
All right. One of the original questions I wanted to ask was how does my behavior look from third parties? One question a time, make money!
But... I feel Mel's fondness is diminishing every time I open her mouth just now. I love Mel as a Lady Lo fan, although I have said and acted accordingly with my happy civilian life in mind. Sad. I'm scared from now on to imagine his eyes looking at me after all the talk. I might cry and go to bed unfaithful today.
"While I was looking into it, I thought you were deliberately disengaged as a fabric stone to do something to the country and the house."
Unexpected!!
What, does my behavior look like that? You looked like such a smart and dangerous rebel reserve?!
I've acted to make sure it didn't seem that way before, but I can't believe Mel was looking at me like that... but when she says that, I'm convinced. Since the beginning, Nica may have come to see me for my surveillance, which may be dangerous. As long as... as long as...
Is this what Nica used to say about our mistakes? Nica realized that she was mistaken for my dangerous thoughts, and if she thought that I had noticed that Nica was on her side with suspicion, how could she not have noticed... Yeah. That's just because Nica was overestimating me doesn't mean I'm mistaken myself. By and large, the timing at which mistakes are said to be so is also subtle.
I don't know. Once on hold.
"Next is my question, right? Does Master Melvin think that Liliana can be queen if she keeps going like this?
"... you keep going, right?
"Yes."
I'd like you to stop telling me to emphasize there again because it sounds like a flag.
"You can be."
Mel said it clearly.
My future filled with brilliance and an angel blew a trumpet in the back.
"The speed from Seth's breaking of her engagement to Liliana's was too early and slightly unnatural, but Liliana's own abilities are not low. Even for her grades in school, she's always in from top to fifth, and she's brilliant and hard-working. I can't even complain about it unless I'm confused with you."
This is the first time people have ever heard Lili give a good rating! That's right! Lili is amazing!
Not only is he cute in appearance, but he has high grades, high abilities, is a hard-working man, has a wide face and is aggressive in socializing, and he seems to love me properly about His Highness, and he is much more suited to the Queen than I am! Well said!
... No, I was stared at every time I saw her gaze, and when I thought I had a chance to talk to her, she told me she hated me unilaterally, and she made up a bully. It's sad, I think I'm the only one who totally hates me. Your Highness hates me so much that Lili uses such means. My disgust with him has diminished lately because of my separation.
Well, up until now, I would have been able to talk to Mel in a good way without feeling any rush.
Yes, it is. Not so far. Sad news.
Unfortunately, I'm not particularly good at negotiating matters. I'm just a stickler. I'm no match for Mel, who has one anomaly that overtakes it without having to go with an all-powerful genius like Nica.
The next question reminded me of Mel's unusual curiosity.