No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Today is the "date" I promised Senior Miglia - the day I go to see Beatrice, the play where the performance began at the Royal Theatre.

This one is six, so I'm supposed to see the day gig, not the night.

In the hallway of the Royal Theatre, when I was with Father Alfred, I ran into a man who looked like an aristocrat directly from the front.

I'm about forty years old. A skinny, middle-aged man with a pommered moustache. The color of the hair is burnt brown, with hazel-colored eyes pointing down to look down at people.

Behind that, I was finding someone I knew, but before I took action, a noble man opened his mouth.

"Royal Knights (Royal Guard) Captain doesn't look like an unexpected free job."

The aristocratic man has said that to his encounter with his father.

"Hiccup, Marquis Sargastine."

"Viscount Culver...... no, you were a marquis. You must be as close as His Majesty the King."

You suddenly seem disrespectful.

It's been five years since my father became Marquis, so I guess I made a mistake. Are you also going to be sarcastic about the reference to the King shortly afterwards? In short, "There's a grower who rose in His Majesty's Connection! Meaning.

But it's not about up and down because neither is my father, nor Marquis, nor Marquis Sargastine, because he is Marquis. Since his father also holds the distinguished position of Commander of the Royal Knights (Royal Guard), he is more likely to be the father at official events.

... Of course, I don't think that's what Marquis Sargastine likes again.

Dad says with a cool spare grin back.

"Yeah, thanks to you. Is Marquis Sargastine watching a play with a lady?

"Hung, I can't help watching the play with a blind child. Seats are different.

Mostly, I don't like it from today's performance. There's no way there's more Princess Beatrice than Silvine, but if she's going to perform the leablop version of Beatrice, she can't be seen as a dramatist.

Oh...... let me introduce you. This is Miriam, my strange daughter. "

Don't bluff. After the words of my father, Senior Miglia, who was behind Marquis Sargastine, advanced a step forward and gracefully thanked him.

What a dress Senior Miriam looked like today. It's not a real thing to wear to a ball, but it's not really a casual outfit either. Designed like a halfway between a piece and a dress, the calm blue fabric suits Miriam seniors well. My hair was also up to match my dress and I had a much different impression than usual.

I want to rush over and give him a fierce prize right away, but I haven't been introduced to him by my father yet, so I'll keep a lookout for him.

"I've heard rumors about your daughter from our Edgar, too. You think he's a very good [healing magic] user?"

"Hum... that's what I wanted you to see before the cadet school exam."

Senior Miriam relaxes and grips the hem of the dress to Marquis Sargastine, who tells him to throw it away.

Look at that, I'll send my father eye contact.

"It's pathetic to have young children still attached to adult long stories. That's what I originally promised, and let our Edgar escort Miss Milliaria."

"... originally promised, you say?

What, you didn't talk to your father through it?

Well, I don't think you'll honestly admit it from what's going on...

While Marquis Sargastine was narrowing his eyes, I offered my hand to Senior Miriam.

Senior Miriam compares my face to my hands, and then she softly lays her own hands on mine.

I left the scene with Senior Miriam when I saluted Marquis Sargastine, who looked like he had chewed up a bitter worm.

"... hun. The son of the Culver Marquis? Not a bad eyesore for a daughter who can't.... if not even the Kings"

Marquis Sargastine snubbing is reached by the audible enhancement of the "Immortalist".

He's a loathsome guy who doesn't seem very much like the "visiting angel" father.

Alfred's father has also left Marquis Sargastine with a proper social dictionary in his mouth, joining his mother Julia. He said his father and mother received an immediate invitation from His Majesty the King, and he could watch a play from a special royal seat.

So the Sargastine Marquis is secluded.

"... Senior Miriam is having a hard time too"

That's what I say by accident.

"Yep... well"

Senior Miriam answered vaguely with an indescribable face.

Marquis Sargastine - also famous as a dry dramatic critic, but at the same time a steep vanguard of rare king critics for Monocanus. Even so, the king critics of the Wang capital are only a group of several nobles, mainly the Marquis Sargastine, without any influence on national politics, etc.

Alfred, Dad,

"He's like a puppy with a bite habit"

He said, etc.

When I told my father about Senior Miriam, he looked bitter when I heard about Marquis Sargastine's daughter.

Nor does the servant Marquis Sargastine have the courage to speak directly of criticism to the King, and he says it is the reality that he is turning to a person close to the King in a chiseling disgust. And my father is the head of "a man close to the king".

"You're mistaken for being smart by not expressing constructive opinions on your own and ketching on what others do. A play review might be harmless, but when you get your mouth stuck in politics, you can't help it."

and thus his father's appreciation of the Sargastine Marquis was at the bottom level.

Even though he was the father of Senior Miriam, and I wasn't convinced at that time, I saw the real thing today and clearly found out that my father's assessment was correct.

but now let's forget about Marquis Sargastine.

"Senior Miglia"

When I speak like that,

"Ah... uh, Edgar... you"

……

Why was there a time?

When I'm confused and I put my little neck on,

"Nice to meet you!

That's what Senior Miriam came to hold my hand.

I was surprised. This is the first day Senior Miriam has held my hand.

Senior Miriam's expression was also a dazzling smile rather than her usual calm feeling.

This is the last time you said, "Not me, me"? I'm tired of acting as an honor student and I want to put out my vegetarian self... or something?

I'm taking Senior Miriam to where Jeremiah, Melvi, Asla, Miguel, Beck and Donna are waiting.

Today's theatre was also followed by Jeremiah, Asla and Icki.

Or, originally, I got tickets to the Royal Theatre to ask Asla how she was feeling with her navel bent forever, but I have an appointment with Senior Miriam.

That's why I asked Jeremiah if she could watch the play with Asla... as you can guess, this was the perfect snake.

Jeremiah pursued me, and I'm dating Senior Miriam? I threw up on my promise, and Jeremiah stopped listening when she said she was going to follow me hard.

I even told him that I would follow the Icki face that I listened to... so I'm going to do it now.

It should be noted that Brother David has also asked me out, saying, "... I'm not in that mood," and he's turned me down. The act is' Beatrice 'by definition...

Brother David has been off exploring the library labyrinth since Mr. Luce shook him.

Library labyrinth clerks are discretionary labor where they say in previous life, so you can rest whenever you want to.

but this never happened, and there were other clerks who worried and asked me how it was going.

He was quite a beautiful scribe, but he wouldn't be in my brother's eyes right now.

While I was thinking about that, I got to the rendezvous point.

Miguel is probably waving and calling out loud about me without hesitation.... he's embarrassed to be a good old man.

"Oh, that girl is Edgar's girlfriend! You're beautiful!

Miguel, who saw Senior Miriam, makes fun of me for saying that, but silenced after all Jeremiah's killing glances.

"It's nothing. It's not her. I'm too old to be here."

I appropriately introduced Senior Miriam to everyone.

The person who was most interested in Senior Miriam was, surprisingly, Asla, who was supposed to be familiar with him.

As Asura approached Senior Miriam, she cracked her nose and smelled Senior Miriam.

"Chi, hey...?

Senior Miriam pulls her body in a bewildered manner.

Jeremiah grabbed Asla's collar and pulled it away.

"... smells delicious"

Asura says it's pompous.

"Maybe this cookie."

Senior Miriam took the cookie wrap out of the pochette and said.

"No...... but I'll take it"

Asura took Senior Miriam's cookies to snap.

"Oh, hey, Asla!... Excuse me, seniors"

"Fine. You're a pretty girl. Is that your sister?

I tipped my neck a little to Senior Miriam's question.

I've spoken to Senior Miriam a few times about my family situation. Senior Miriam should know that my brother has three and a sister-in-law (I mean Jeremiah).

No, are you over-conscious? It might be creepier to expect Senior Miriam to remember perfectly what I said.

"No, Asla is... I don't know"

I wonder what it really is.

"Well, it's a child we keep. I was in a bad mood here, so I brought him to the theater."

"Really? I envy you because we're only kids."

That's what Senior Miriam says and laughs at.

So Melvi,

"Well, let's go because we're bugs."

And so he takes all of Icki with him as he forgives Jeremiah for the bump he's saying. Asura was still approaching Senior Miriam. He was doing so, but Donna was taking the treats out of the porch to draw attention to me.

Me and Senior Miriam arrived in the second class with Senior Miriam's guidance.

The creation of guest seats is not much different from those of the theaters of previous life. When this is a first-class guest seat, it seems to be a second-floor seat and a private room, with all the luxury in the interior. Perhaps Marquis Sargastine is about to head back to the first class and move on to the search for today's performance.

"Beatrice" had just begun its performance period, so the third class seats towards Jeremiah and the others were close to full capacity, but these second class seats were quite affordable.

Waiting for the show to start next door like this makes me feel like I'm dating a girl in a movie theater in my previous life.

Looks like we still have time for the show.

Senior Miriam says where the time is about to stop.

"Your father's story is that the brave are in the king's capital now. What kind of person is that?

By the way, is that the subject of him?

However, the impression of the carnivorous unfortunate beauty of the first encounter fades these days, and Mr. Ciel works great to treat Beck and repel the devil. It would be something like a brave man's glance.

"Ugh, yeah... I guess some people just call me brave"

"Hey, you know what?

"Actually, just a little. She's a freak, but I think she's a trustworthy woman."

"Well, is the brave man a woman then?"

Oh, maybe this was something I shouldn't have said.

"Senior Miriam, please keep that to yourself. The brave man is hiding who he is."

"If you have a brave man, is it only a matter of time before the Ripper case is solved?"

Speaking of which, Senior Miriam is in the misfortune of being sacrificed by the Ripper (Ripper) for those around her to keep standing. It is only natural that you wish to arrest the Ripper.

But... speaking of which, Mr. Ciel doesn't really feel motivated to investigate the cleaver (ripper) case. Despite being the discoverer of his own fifth case, there was no such thing as approaching me or Brother David or Mr. Corsey to examine cooperation in the investigation.

... Strange if you think about it. What purpose is Mr. Siel staying in the King's Capital?

Nevertheless,

"So is the brave man, but Brother David and I are on the investigation, too. I'll catch you."

"... Really?"

When I grabbed my fist a long time and said so, Senior Miriam answered with a few moments aside.

It was then that the curtain of the stage began to rise along with the noise of a shitty bell.