Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

Episode Seven: The stone bridge beats to an unbreakable extent.

Yes, the only thing holding me back from moving forward is your father. Even your mother thought I should do something about it. It's just an ambush to me.

I was optimistic. I was just thinking about an easy win.

"My lord…… my lord…"

"That's right."

My father, Astakirua Tempest.

He was the only son of the Tempest family, and he succeeded his predecessor, or my grandfather, in cutting him off from hiding. He was a single son and had no objection from relatives because he was originally brilliant or talented.

The pattern is perfect. Brains are also clear.

This is the only thing that seems to boil down to a woman aiming for balls, but there is one last element that makes those two seem like just accessories.

Needless to say, it's appearance. Well, you're the father of a virgin girl in a maiden game, so you don't dress up as a skinny worker, do you?

But I think my father looks very good from my daughter's point of view.

Dark, deep, pale eyes on the colored hair. Divinely beautiful, but as horrible and badly eyed as Mariabel is. Boulder parents and children, genes are amazing.

There's no way my father wouldn't be hot with such a patterned appearance brains and three beats perfectly aligned. I guess it was easy to win Harlem or something when I was single because women are sending me a hot gaze to say that even now I could have been the target of an attack for having a wife and children.

But while equipped with the most powerful weapon of all, my father did not fall in love with him, but married him with a serious school life, a young man who worked as a secretary for his predecessors and said he was twenty-three years old.

As a result, in the same year, he became the head of the Tempest family at twenty-three years of age.

I don't know what to say...... don't spell it out. I knew it.

This will make Mariabelle a fazacon, too. Mariabelle's ideals are higher than Everest's, like her father is better than a man in line, and she's drowning about herself. That's gotta be the offensive class or you're gonna be in love.

"What, most of you might be annoyed by the Lord?

"No, I'm not."

Don't be sassy about my heart. This guy. Now if you were really worried about it, it would have been fatal.

"Your father adores me very much. He's a gentle, serious father."

"Sokei............?

"Your father is a great man."

Technically, it's not, but if I explain it properly, I'm not going to get the extra idea.

"Hmmm...... so what's wrong with most of them?

"Oh, my God. Really."

Why is this child so interested in me?

No... if it bothers you in front of me, do I care? Girls often have each other, don't they? When I hear "What's wrong" when I have an attitude that something is going on, I return "Nothing". I hate that... if you don't answer here, it will be the same thing.

After all, are we going to talk?

"Not to me, but to your mother. I don't know... don't look too close."

Your father and mother are kind to me.

I think it's a good parent-child relationship to have your father read a picture book, eat snacks with your mother, talk to your father, take a nap with your mother. They both care about me very, very much, and I love my parents too.

But it's about parent-child relationships, not conjugal relationships.

Couples are......... I honestly think they suck.

Mother has no problem. Whether my latest black history worked or left a cage in my room started playing with me like a lie. I started laughing a lot, and now it's the idol of a mansion that all servants like. Mother is too cute.

The problem is, Father.

Your father's mood drops so that his mother becomes bright and outdoors proportional. The wrinkles carved between my eyebrows are getting worrisome. The colored man is ruined.

Originally, your father is not a good lover. More of a bad one.

Just that beautiful look does a great job without smiling or anything. There are arms that you can call talent, and their unfathomable work has never been an enemy.

That said, that is only a work matter.

Couples don't work like that.

"Father… I feel kind of stuck with Mother."

"My lord………………?

"Yep. Besides, I think your father and servants have been exposed..."

I don't want to, but I'm avoided.

I can make that clear in front of a five-year-old, and I'm four myself. Because if you think about what happened when you passed it on to someone, it's better not to say it in a definitive way.

"My lord, it's easy on me."

"You're very kind to me, too."

"Right?"

"But for some reason, it means something terrible to your mother."

That didn't happen when your mother left her cage in the room.

Rather than that, the couple's conversation itself was zero.

Where I'm not... I had every hope, but I was smashed at dinner the day I first talked to my mother with a broken stomach.

And the harsh attitude toward the mother seemed to distrust the servants, and the father gradually lost contact with less servants than he had been before. I mean, it's avoided. There are a limited number of extremely limited people who will talk to your father right now, possibly the number of people who will fit in with one hand. Including me, of course.

Your father bludgeoned...... Mariabelle, you were qualitative on a genetic level. I don't like it.

"Neither of you should go through me, and you two should go out... I've never seen you together."

"Are you unfriendly?

…………

Death Yonay.

I figured whoever heard it would be unfriendly, right? It didn't seem like my consideration was wrong, and I'm not happy at all.

"Yes... I think so."

"I think so too, and if that's what you think of the kids, you can't help it, right?

If this was a comic book, my body would have been stabbed with arrows.

This kid is amazing in a way. Your sister is worried about your future.

"So, what are we going to do?

"No, I know the law this time."

……

"Just hang on to it, if it gets stuffed…………"

That's what retreats rather than leaves no forward movement.

A year later until the age of five, when the two would be divorced. I don't know until the exact date and time, but it wasn't long after Mariabelle turned five. Until then, I wonder if I can fool you.

Freaking out or chicken? Say anything. Because I was inside Mariabelle, I didn't think of bullying or shaving, but I'm the kind of person who beats the stone bridge, beats it, and eventually searches for other paths.

If I can, I want to avoid danger and trouble and avoid living.

"It could be a lot worse when you say you don't want to be full."

"……, right?"

Yes, that's the problem.

I don't know what I would do if I didn't lift it for about a year... most importantly, there is no guarantee that they won't divorce me after I'm five. I don't necessarily remember anything wrong with me, and even if things go according to the game... I can't say for sure when my auto mode expires.

Besides, it's not strange when your mother hates your father if she stays like this... and even if she divorces her father, she won't be missing a candidate for the cauldron. It was a father-son family in the game, and if I had a child, I probably wouldn't have to bother remarrying.

"…… What can I do? I'm in trouble."

Stopping them from divorcing is an essential insurance policy for me to live from now on.

I absolutely don't like living anxiously on 'When I'm back in auto mode, when auto mode is out again'. I think it would be healthier to pull back so that you don't meet the heroin or the target of the attack if you live under such stress.

In order not to, I want you two to have a good relationship.

"…… I guess I'll have to do it."

"What?

"If that's the case, then I'll have to cum... and talk to Ann..."

"So, what..."

"Kate."

I laughed, blocking the surprise Kate's voice.

I think for myself that the person who should have been worried before has changed quickly, but when I come up with something I have decided to do, I am worried again and my mind is dull.

It's frightening and chicken, and I think we should avoid danger and trouble.

He's like knocking on a stone bridge, knocking on it, and eventually looking for another path.

"I need you to help me, too."

If there's no other way, you're brave enough to cross the middle of the stone bridge, right?