Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

About a month after Patrick's winding disturbance.

I've been having some busy days celebrating my twelfth birthday, completing new designs of clothes, and moving on with this in the field.

One day, Claire called me in.... No, I didn't do anything wrong, because Marquis Gramp contacted me that I had been sent a written letter.

That's why I came to the office that is becoming Claire Hey's root castle.

It was supposed to be my room, which is the Count's home owner. Claire hey's been using it lately, so it's all around, and it can be Claire hey's personal effects.

"There's no other reason why I called my brother. I'm sure you've already heard, but I just got a written message from the Marquis Gramp."

I guess it's not a lot of content anyway. Claire, the look on your face tells the story. That said, there's no reason not to ask.

"What did that written say?

"First you complain about scratching shame on the House of Roadwell."

"Complaint...... hey. I guess Patrick reported that there never was."

"I guess. The Roadwells are our relatives. It says here," You're selling a fight against my son for being unreasonably shameful. "

"Wow... just like I expected you to say... what's the Marquis Gramp's demand?

If you want to apologize to the Marquis Grand, or give me a reward, I don't care if you obey.

But if it's about closing the school or giving Sophia to my wife, I can't follow.

I swallowed my spit and waited for Claire's answer.

"The Marquis de Grande demands... that both my brother and I go to the Grande House to explain."

"Does that... mean you're going to ask what's going on?

"Sounds like you're about to let me hear what we have to say first. By the way, it was designated about two months later. I'm leaving with a little leeway... for about fifty days."

"Hmm, that's a pretty long respite. You're actually a pretty caring person?

"Unfortunately, I don't think so. Probably using a secret detective in the meantime to confirm the facts. And we're going to thoroughly examine the situation and weaknesses in Granchez territory."

"I see... or is there a secret detective or something?

"Officials at the mansion and school should be fine because they're hiring people with the clearest possible identities. But the whole territory can't be helped."

"Well, you are."

Whatever it is, you're saying it's not a glimmer. I don't know how the discussion will fall, but this is going to crush you for real if you don't hang in the mood.

"By the way, I know, but why do you think they even called me Claire?

"If that's why I'm acting for you, it helps."

"The engagement thing...?

I've been thinking about the possibility of being used as a bargaining material for the divestiture of an engagement, but Claire, hey, she said she was calling herself...

"Does that mean Marquis Gramp didn't give up on Claire hey?

"I wonder. When I met you, I thought you liked me a lot."

"Mmm... that's a pain in the ass"

"Right. If you don't know what Marquis Gramp is up to, you can't set up measures."

"Right. If we send Sophia to Patrick's daughter-in-law, or give Claire to our daughter-in-law - or two choices, we'll be in trouble."

In a moment, outside the door, I heard a loud voice.

"... hmm? Is anybody here?

I open the door and face the hallway. Then I saw the back of my running away uniform. Is that blonde fluffy semi-long Sophia?

"Was there someone there?

Looks like Sophia was listening.

"Sophia told you what she's talking about? Isn't that a bad idea?

"... oh, no good"

Speaking of hypothetical stories, Sophia or Claire. Hey. I talked like I could only save one. If they'd asked me that, Sophia would be pretty anxious.

"I'm just gonna go."

"You'd better do that. Yeah, but wait a minute."

"Yeah? What the fuck?"

"Actually, it's like Patrick's moving in the back. So..."

Claire, I'm done listening. I was on my way to Sofia. By the way, according to the misplaced Alice, Sophia ran towards the room.

So the destination is Sofia's own room.

"... Sophia, don't think weird."

It's getting brighter these days, but it doesn't change that Sofia is unstable. And yet my chest hurts just to imagine what Sophia thought when she heard me talk like that.

Why didn't I be more careful, too? I thought you knew that room wasn't soundproof.

That's how I got to Sophia's room while I was blaming myself.

"Sophia, it's Lion, but can I come in?

I knock on the door with a little blame.

"What, Lion, brother? No! Don't come in!

What returned was a voice of rejection, as expected. But it can't be said that way and pulled back. Because Sophia misunderstands. I know that, but there's no way I can leave Sophia alone that's depressing.

So - and I opened the door and stepped inside the room.

"Sophia, I know you're anxious. But there's no need to hide it. I won't abandon Sophia... or what?

Hard on my appearance - it was Sophia dressing up. Sophia is hiding her breasts in her undressed uniform and opening her deep red eyes.

- Silence between the bundles.

Sophia panicked by dyeing her face bright red.

"Li, Lillion, your brother? Or that you don't have to hide it, that Sophia's, that you saw naked, that you want to see?

"Huh!? No, no, no, no!

"So, what, because Sophia doesn't have breasts growing up like your sisters - ah! I know you're anxious, but you don't abandon me, is that what you're saying? Well, if that's the case, Sophia can be seen by your brother..., the..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I desperately stopped Sophia for trying to put down a uniform that hid my body.

Afterwards, I managed to explain the situation and solve the misunderstanding, but Sophia, who had finished dressing, was very crowned.

"Mmmm..."

"I'm sorry. Please fix your mood."

"You really think it's bad for you?

"Yeah, I think. I'm really sorry."

"Then I think Brother Lion should take responsibility for seeing Sophia naked"

"Hey!? Don't say bad things to people!? Because I could see underwear a little!

"Hmm... I just saw my underwear"

"Ugh!?

This is tight. What's tight is the tightest thing to be seen half-eyed by innocent Sophia! Stop, don't look at me like that!

"So, your brother will take responsibility? Or will they take responsibility?

"It's..."

Take responsibility voluntarily or be compelled to take responsibility. If you choose one or the other, it's cleaner to take responsibility voluntarily...

"Why do you have no other choice but to take responsibility!?

"I don't think your brother has enough reflection"

"... sorry"