Marielle Clarac’s Engagement

The person my best friend had been engaged to for twenty years was a girl with a very low impression of the air who couldn't say what was good or bad.

And at first, I thought.

"... what are you doing, Miss Mariel"

"Well, good day, Your Highness. I'm just in the middle of an interview right now, so I'm sorry to interrupt."

It looks really plain. The contents betray the mediocre appearance so hard to remember.

"Are you hiding in the shadows of such things and plotting something bad?"

"Aren't you saying it's an interview? I'm just touring the training landscape for all the Kingsguards. For your writing reference."

It's Sumiko from the training ground where she is. I knew I was looking at the knights. If that's all, there's nothing wrong with it, but it's too creepy to crouch into the shadow of an implant and hide yourself, covering your notebook and pen.

"It just looks like a peek. Crazy bitch."

"Rude. I asked Simeon for permission."

"If you don't want to hide, why don't you look at it with dignity?"

"I thought I wouldn't make you all extra nervous. Of outsiders, and you wonder if there's a woman, right? Because it interrupts your training - oh, the third most amazing! The monk hat muscle is singing!

"Which is the third!?"

"I haven't even lost number five and eight, this muscle is a cultural property class!

"You're a tough cultural area for literature!

"We're all muscles, we're all amazing, no longer a muscle fair!

"Stop muscles and stuff all over the venue. Just imagine and I'll pass out!

"Whatever, both of you!

Soon after, from the overhead we crouched together, a voice of anger descended.... Why are you scolding me?

To the appearance of her fiancée, who had come by mistake, Miss Mariel thought that she had closed her mouth and took out the fan instead of staying quiet. Open and lift. On the rugged fan without any of your belongings, it said "face is good" in large letters.

Simeon, who was about to scold me even more, weakens. I stood up and slapped my friend on the shoulder.

"Simeon, I ask you back, are you sure this girl is okay?

"……………………………………………………… Yes"

Hilariously looking up at her fiancée with glowing eyes in love is so-so cute. Simeon looks tired and happy in the end, and I guess that's fine. Oh, not at all, other people's love paths and such are ridiculous. I'm not jealous, I'm not flattered. Hmm!