Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

Hurry, it won't be so easy for a prime minister of a country to free up time, though I told Glenn. That's what I thought, but the easier it was for me to clap it out, the easier I got permission to see him.

The designated location is the king's office.

It's only natural to say that I'm going to have my time at work, but it was like my father who gave me permission.

I rarely go out of my way to nominate a prime minister to see him.

I knew immediately that my father was going to be there.

Of course I have no objection. Rather, it would be more hassle-free and helpful if my father were present.

Thank Glenn for visiting the office at the appointed time.

After the evening, the Chancellor will fall back to his mansion.

If that happens, it will be a hassle.

I was horrified that I managed to catch him before I left.

When I knocked on the door and entered the room, my father and the Chancellor were face-to-face talking about something.

Stand aside until you can speak up. My father turned this way to see if the story was over after a while.

"Fried, you've come a long way."

To the voice of my father, I thank him lightly. My father waved softly that he didn't mind on this occasion.

Simply treating me as a father and son seems to be the case.

Nodding that I understood, my father laughed contentedly.

"What's the matter, it's unusual that you want to talk to the Chancellor, etc."

Suddenly I laugh bitterly at my father for getting to the point. Am I interrupting? I shook my head at my father that

I say no to my father, and I tell the Prime Minister the requirements.

"I'm sorry you took the time, Prime Minister. Actually, I need you to fold in and do me a favor."

He grinned lightly and nodded as he stroked his silver hair behind him, unlike hers, and spoke to the seemingly sturdy (I can't believe this is her father) wearing black framed glasses.

"Please, is it? Please tell me what I can do, Your Highness."

There was something about the prime minister taking over the ceremony and gracefully breaking his hips reminiscent of her. Even if they don't look alike, I still think they're parents and kids.

Despite his youth, who still says he's in his early 40s, calmly performs the role of Chancellor with brilliant hands, he doesn't actually like to be called the 'Duke' and the title.

I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable on purpose, and I wanted to feel comfortable recommending the conversation if possible, so I called "Chancellor" again.

"When I say please, I mean your daughter, Princess Lydiana. Because I've decided to get engaged, I'd like to ask you a direct greeting. What do you think, it's annoying?

If you smile like that, the Chancellor and my father will say, "Huh?" and solidified.

... Would it be so surprising?

I felt kind of uninterrupted.

I would have originally said I would take this engagement...

To the two of you who look surprised, I decided not to care to continue the conversation.

"Hopefully, I'd like to hear it soon... but would it be convenient for the Chancellor? I want to hear that."

"Fried, what's wrong with you..."

My father stuffed me with a look that seemed astonishing.

"What is it?

I know what I'm trying to say, but I gave it back.

But that attitude only heated up my father even more.

"NOT WHAT!! You, didn't you seem so uncomfortable the other day when you decided to get engaged? That's why we went out of our way to say hello to the Mansion!!

I pay my father with my hand to yell in my ear and correct my thoughts.

There's no way that I don't like being engaged to her.

"That's a big misunderstanding, Father. I'm very positive about this engagement."

If you tell them that from the bottom of your heart, they will look more and more suspicious.

When the Chancellor called me "Your Highness" most of the time, he told me clearly, in confusion.

"With all due respect, Your Highness didn't feel very pleased with my daughter's engagement..."

After all, he was aware of it, too.

Though it may be obvious because he didn't look good no matter how many times he was seen.

Still, I think the arm that sometime got its roots in my father, pushed for engagement, and won the result is a compliment.

"Sorry about that. Well, I had a lot to think about, too. However, I am fully committed to your marriage, and I would like you to cooperate if you can."

"I appreciate you saying that..."

I guess I can't believe I suddenly flipped my opinion.

I take that for granted, too.

The Chancellor frowned and, after showing me how to get lost, vomited the truth that was ungrateful to me.

"Honestly, I was thinking that if His Highness seemed too unwilling to ride, this engagement might as well be broken. Sure, I pushed it unilaterally, but it doesn't make sense, no matter how much Your Highness is dealing with you, if your daughter becomes unhappy."

My liver chills at that word.

As a ruthless politician, the prime minister named for neighboring countries seemed to have a sweet side to his daughter. I am anxious for the Chancellor to make it clear that I will not let my daughter get married that she will be unhappy, and at the same time I need him to understand this at all costs.

"There is no need for that. I decided to welcome her to the Queen. Let's swear we love her from the bottom of our hearts. … your concern is nothing more than concern."

The Prime Minister, staring at my face, who expressed his will in clear words, has asked for final confirmation. I look back without flickering, either, in the eyes that seem to see deep into my heart.

"Your Highness... may I believe that word?

Show a clear nod to the Prime Minister, who glanced at his face as a father.

The Prime Minister, who saw it, loosened his expression and nodded as relieved.

"If His Highness says so, there is nothing more to be said from me. This is the story I originally wanted from here. We're here to help."

"I'm sorry. Thank you."

Yes, when I bowed my head, my father, who was watching it, said with a twist on his neck.

"What really happened? I have no idea.... but if you're serious about welcoming your fiancée's princess to the Princess, you can take it that way?

"Yes, I'd like to ask for the shortest possible time until the ceremony, not next year."

If I get the truth that I want to run into the church even today if I'm allowed to, my father sighed, "Oh man.

"Don't be silly. Even if it's the shortest, it'll take at least six months. You should also contact foreign countries. Really, if you suddenly think you've become aggressive in your marriage, now, right now, etc.... I don't know what you're thinking."

"I just want to welcome her as soon as possible."

Speaking of which, my father gave me a tired look, "Okay, let's move on," and still gave me a firm promise.

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"By the way, Your Highness, there's something I need to tell you"

In the car that will let you board the Chancellor's carriage and head to his mansion.

When we were alone or no or corrected the collar, the Chancellor spoke to me in a serious tone.

I guess it's about her that I'm going to talk to you at this time.

"You mean the princess?

"Yes."

When I asked, I received an affirmative reply.

Of course, I'd like to get some insignificant information about her. I encourage her to get ahead of the story.

"Let's hear it."

"Thank you.... Actually, it is very difficult to say that my daughter has an engagement with Her Royal Highness... there is a verse that I do not like very much..."

A bitter thing enters the Chancellor, who tells him so hard to say.

I knew it, but being told directly by her blood relatives was a pretty good idea.

"... there were some of those parts, and I was wondering if it was unavoidable to decline, although I got along because of you. In marriages that neither His Highness nor his daughter would feel comfortable with, we only invite unfortunate consequences."

The Chancellor with such a sinister face was surprised, and the truth leaked.

"... the Chancellor wanted me to marry him politically."

"I just want my daughter to be happy. In view of the various conditions, Your Highness has decided that you are sufficient to keep your daughter. I've never thought about using my daughter politically."

Sure, if you're a man like the Chancellor, you don't have to use your daughter at all.

"... sorry"

If he apologized for the terrible misunderstanding, the Chancellor shook his head.

"No, I thought it was natural to think so. My daughter probably thinks so, too."

I felt a little sympathy for him with a distant eye.

Perhaps his affection has not been conveyed much to her.

"So even if you see your daughter, it could end up being a bad result. Of course, we will cooperate wherever possible... but I am a daughter who cares about who she looks like, and I will never let anything happen to her that I dislike."

Nodding at the words of the Chancellor. She did have the stubbornness to say that.

"... I'm sure you'd be surprised to see me. But that's why I thought I had to speak to His Highness before I met my daughter. I know it's cowardly to tell you this here. But Your Highness said she loves her daughter. It's all I can do now to be honest with His Highness who has shown me sincerity... I don't even know if I will respond to His Highness, are you sure?"

"... quite clearly."

Speaking like trouble, the Chancellor nodded in the face.

"It's not something you can hide through."

"I'm not withdrawing. I will make her my rightful queen."

If I proclaim it again, the Chancellor lay down his eyes and bowed his head deeply towards me.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Please tell me what I can do in the future."

"It's not necessary. I'm not getting married for that."

With that said, the Chancellor opened his eyes and looked at me seriously.

I snort with all my strength.

Such was not a prime minister or anything that looked ahead to the country, but only one father that led to the fate of his daughter.

"... but Your Highness. As far as I'm concerned, why did you say that for my daughter, whom I've never met?... Could it have already been met somewhere?

I gave him an ambiguous reply asking him further with the expression that he said he would not fall. To the cloudy answer, the Chancellor glances.

Still didn't say anything, just nodded deeply as I was convinced.

... very competent about him. I must have felt something if it looked like this.

But he guessed from my mouth and stopped prying any further.

... a boulder. It's only a matter of time before you find out.

I want to know how the Chancellor is doing, and I don't know what else to do.

I don't mind if they find out.

But I didn't even know what she thought.

Normally, I shouldn't say we met at a masquerade or anything. It should be better for her.

Until you get into the Chancellor's ear, will you stop rattling me out?

Imagine her haste when she fell apart and grinned.

And just then, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a large mansion close to the castle.

Finally.

I can't contain the feeling of shouting, nature and the corners of my mouth hang.

Reunion with her is close - -.