Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu

"Bye, Amber. See you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, I'm so happy to have dinner with you today."

"Thank you for today.... it was fun."

At the end of the date, each of the three people can speak up. The last thing Nanboin-san said was probably because of the last meal.

"Yes, I enjoyed it too."

I reply with a smile to the three of you. Although it is not a social resignation, such after-sales follow-ups are also important in relationships with people. Summarize and tell Minamikain-san that Shino and Yuka are not angry with each other about the intrusion.

Happy with the words, the three returned with a nice face.... yeah, well, I guess so. Because it's a much better result than being rated 'not fun at all' by the person you dated. I'm sure no one would say that, but unfortunately, the man in this world does. Even in magazine features, I can't be stupid because I often get the title "date plan" because they didn't say it was fun. However, the fact that there are such boys makes me laugh because of my relative appreciation. I want them to be you as you are.

"Welcome home."

When I open the front door, the maid will pick me up as usual. This maid picks up signs and says stumba at the front door before I say hello home. I'm not afraid of where to detect signs.

"I'm home."

"... Mr. Amber, it seems that the number of people going is different?

"Yeah, well, there's more."

After hearing my words, Maria closed her eyes for a moment.

"... isn't that a date failure anymore?

"I told you it was fun."

"That's kind of you."

In fact, Nanboin-san wasn't lying because he escorted me to museums and shopping.

"Well, Yoko is waiting for that anyway."

Heh?

As Maria headed to the living room, her mother was waiting in the seat.

"Mmm, you're back, Amber. Don't come home so late. Don't worry."

"... I should have told you when you were coming back."

"I don't know about that. What worries me is the problem. Amber, do you have any idea how worried I am? I was so worried I couldn't eat through my throat!

I look at Maria. Maria nods to my silent question.

"Yoko certainly didn't eat dinner."

Hearing Maria's words, her mother shook her head. But Maria just kept saying...

"I drank a lot of snacks after drinking. Is it enough calories for that, or rather too much...."

"... huh"

When she looks at her mother, she looks towards the day after tomorrow as if she were avoiding it.

"In addition, I would like to invite Mr. Eto and Mr. Kikumizu to think that the stress was also dissipated by the alcoholic beverage from lunch."

"What were you drinking, by the way?

"Beer, sake, shochu, whiskey, cocktails, awamori, wine, shochuhai, etc."

"You drank too much!

Too much to drink!

This guy... I thought he was fake, but he's gonna get drunk!

"It's terrible to leave your mother alone on a holiday and go play with a girl! I can't do it without a drink like that!

"Ugh... I can't get my hands on it..."

"Ugh! Amber is going to his son-in-law...."

"This time, I started crying."

"You're a brilliant cryer, Uedo. Take photos as memories."

Do you have that memory...?

"Marriage is probably a quick idea."

"... no, Amber, I wonder if that idea is a little sweet."

Huh?

Maria explained her doubts to me.

"Most of the aristocracy has fallen with the times, and with it the borders between aristocracy and civilians have disappeared, and in modern times the words have little meaning."

I'll listen quietly while agreeing.

"But in modern times, when it comes to nobles who still retain power, we focus on drawing in the blood of good men to preserve the value of the house and the pride of our noble species. If you are the four nobles, you will already be moving with Amber as your companion.... on the contrary, aren't we arguing where the first houses will get married?

"Ho, ho..."

I mean, part of this intrusion?... I wonder. This feeling is slightly awkward knowing the women's struggles that can be fought behind the scenes. Should I pretend not to know?

Afterwards, the holiday night passed to the mother's opponent, who had changed from crying from Uedo to Uedo.