Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Your Highness!!

Walking down the corridor, taken by Fried and colored by golden decorations and beautiful murals, a voice was abruptly hung from behind.

With the stopped Fried stopping on my feet, I also stop naturally.

There were three girls ahead who turned around.

They wrap around the colorful dress of the Princess line, staring hot at Fried, ignoring me neatly next door.

The moment I looked into its eyes, which included felicitation, I found that my emotions, which had been raised, were stirring up so that the tide would draw.

Shut up and distance yourself from Fried.

Fried, who looked suspicious for a moment looking at me leaving his side without saying anything, still made me go silently to see if I had taken my feelings into account.

Try to surround him in the meantime, and the girls talk to Fried desperately.

... Is that one end of Fried's circle?

I sighed small to the point of inaudibility, observing a little further away.

It is clear that Fried is a rare aesthetic. Anyone would admire the blonde, turkish stone eyes, and her beautiful, neat face. In addition to that, the status of Prince Wang.

There are rumors of being nice to everyone.

That's all the conditions came together, and he couldn't possibly have.

I mean, that's what happens when all their lost love spearheads turn to me in marriage.

Melancholy.

I feel sick of staring at them and Fried.

I was totally feeling cold.

I lost my temper to go to Fried's room.

If you're talking to the surroundings, it's just fine.

Let's just say hello and go home.

I decided that and approached Fried again to resign.

If I do, I can really hear stories I don't even want to hear.

"You were engaged this time."

"It's a pleasure, Your Highness. I don't know how much royal duty a man like Your Highness is forced to marry."

"Really. But fortunately, the royal family is allowed to have polygamy. If we may, please call us anytime."

My expression unwittingly solidifies my candidacy for too blatant a concubine to speak of.

Then my cheeks cracked and tightened.

It's a big strong heart because you know I'm here and you're doing it.

Of course I know where and who they are. The domestic nobility list has already been input into the brain.

Marquis and Count, daughter of the Baron family. The years are about the same as mine.

Each is the daughter of a heavy minister, but what do you think makes them sell me fights?

Not to brag, but I'm the daughter of a flourishing lead Duke family.

If it's royal, I still don't remember it being looked down on by any other house.

Or did you even think she was an easy to handle woman who would atrophy if she got a little strong because rumors preceded her that she was a sick and weak warrant who rarely came to night clubs?

Then it's hatred and misprospects.

I don't have a snaggy personality as much as they told me to be a little tough, and a sold fight is more of a borrowing but buying doctrine.

Daily, it is not Dada who is scolded by his father for being too belligerent.

I have a grudge sold to my father, and a lot of stress.

The demon in my heart whispered to me to do it.

But they don't even realize what I'm looking at with a frightened eye.

As I look at the three smaller things than I thought, I'm starting to think it's silly to deal with them.

Freed doesn't return a word. I'm just smiling in silence.

Still, from all over his body, I felt terribly disturbing signs all over him.

They don't seem to understand, but they can't seem to feel that one, so I think concubine is another dream of dreams. Out of the question.

He's kind of getting in a bad mood, and he looks like he should just disperse before he eats the roll.

"Your Highness."

Speak up with the sound of not wanting to get involved any more.

The slightly stronger voice echoed more than I thought, and the ladies turned their consciousness this way as well as Fried.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I'm sorry to interrupt. Please, Your Highness, stay where you are."

Tell that with a smile and attitude like a lady's sample.

Thank you very much, and now that I was trying to return the end and heel, I shook my hand all the time just because Fried didn't let me get away.

The eye power that looks at this one is strong, and I feel him angry.

"Name"

"Yes?"

"How come you're back to calling me that other way? I told you. He said he wouldn't respond."

"... even if you say so"

When I shifted my gaze to the ladies, the hatred caught my eye.

I wonder what a troublesome man you've engaged to be resented to the point where it has nothing to do with you.

"I don't want to buy grudges unnecessarily."

Farewell. It's like feeding a hungry beast if you call it a name in a situation like this.

His gaze alone would have made sense, but he didn't give in either.

"For such nonsense reasons? I won't forgive you. Same goes for the name, but there's no way I'm going home like this."

"... Fried"

reluctantly call his name to a voice that does not tolerate rejection.

I was sick and tired of the three instantly bulging killers.

... Yes, sir. It will, won't it?

To understandable jealousy, I can no longer only sigh.

That's why I didn't want to tell you.

"Your Highness's name!!

"There is so much to be desired!!

I looked up to heaven to see the girls barking properly like the fish that got the water and knew it would be with Fried holding my hand.

How did it translate in them that Fried forced me to call him by name? At some point, I called it on my own.

... troublesome. Perhaps we can seriously consider eliminating this already.

As she slowly stretches her spine and switches the mode of her head, she looks them in the eye.

I just tried to utter a word to those frightened by my gaze, and Fried's voice echoed before it.

"That's unpleasant."

"Huh..."

"Your Highness?"

To Fried, who told him to throw up, the ladies stopped moving perfectly.

Fried was staring at them like he saw something dirty.

"I know you've been telling my intentions through my father before. I need you to get close to me again. Nonetheless, an insult to my beloved Lady for her repeated and unsolicited climbs. I thought it was stupid, but I never thought it would be this far."

"Your Highness..."

The Count's maid, I think it was definitely named Anna von Platini, tried to get close to Fried with the face that it was incredible.

But he rips it off.

"I won't allow you to come any closer. deemed disrespectful"

With a voice without discouragement, Freed nevertheless clearly rejects it.

"Absolutely no respect for the righteous queen. You guys must have heard about the engagement already. By order of Her Majesty, she is already to be treated in the same line as the Queen. Nevertheless, what is your attitude towards the Queen from earlier? Courtesy, do you think I need a decent incompetence?

They say they are unnecessary beings in the dark, and their complexion blues slightly.

"Your Highness!! What happened to you? I can't believe your gracious Highness always said that!!

Still don't want to believe it. Now Maria von Shanoir of the Marquis raised her voice.

Wearing a pink dress, she tears into her attentive looking eyes, turning her emotionally inviting expression to Fried.

But Fried just looked disgusted in the heart.

"Where do you need to go all the way to behave like you don't have the ability to learn more?"

"... Your Highness, no"

"I don't think it's useless to say anything to stupid people. I accept that disrespect for my righteous queen is therefore an insult to me. I have no idea why you guys can denigrate her if you can't beat her by her level of education, whether it's her style or her appearance."

"Oh, that's"

"Was she that jealous? She got the position of my wife and decided to stand as future queen. So rebellion against her is too shallow and ridiculous. It means I know how much you people are."

Freed doesn't condone it. I turned my contemptuous gaze away at the three people who turned away from the lie crying and genuinely wept.

"Back off. Meditate your eyes only this time. Don't ever expose your face to me again."

"So... Your Highness. We..."

"Terrible. Guards. Take him. Causes and measures to allow casual entry to places like this, report back to you in detail later."

"Ha!!

On Fried's orders, three Kingsguards took them still trying to get over him.

All I can do is look at the state of it.

I was going to hit the corner belly eight times, but they totally took me to Fried. What are you going to do with this mess?

When I can show you where to reject it so clearly, I also feel strange to blame Fried. I almost fell short of feeling like I had no place to do it.

And most importantly, I think.

...... yeah. Who was that earlier?

Honestly, I lost my liver.

Do you even talk in that tone?

I guess it was because he was angry, but it was very fresh because he was the only one who knew the polite tone or gentle language.

But I think it suits him very naturally in military uniform.

In times of war, will you give orders in that tone?

...... yeah. Yikes. I still have an order tone on my uniform. This is limited.

In the corridor where three warrants were gone and only me and Fried were left, I returned to me from a much more idiotic thought.

Really bad. Even if you think it's over, the festival resumes as soon as you get distracted.

Yes, I have to go home before I do anything stupid again.

... Honestly, it was a little dangerous right now.

"Freed. I'm going to drop you at this, too."

I thought of hitchhiking well and leaving, but Fried didn't allow it.

"I wonder what you're talking about, Liddy. You promised you'd come to my room earlier, didn't you?

He grips his hand so hard that he remembers the pain, he flaunts his face.

Returning to his usual tone, he held me in his hand if I didn't let him go.

Though I figured it wouldn't work out that way, I manage to think of an excuse.

"On second thought, I realized there was no reason to disturb you. Please excuse me for this."

"No, Liddy. I'm not letting you get away with it today."

He is held strong and peers into his eyes.

Tong and his chest rattled, it must be because of his uniform.

"I apologize for making Liddy uncomfortable. Those kids are especially persistent. It wasn't that harmful until now, so it was appropriately decorated. But I can't believe you behaved like that to my righteous queen, Liddy.... you don't have to worry because you won't let them near Liddy again"

"... it's no problem because we've already been able to identify who they are and how human they are. I'll deal with it myself."

I'm not having any soft nerves that would hurt me with something like that.

If you mean to come after me, it's the next time you get back at me.

"That's reliable... but you figured out who they were?

"I thought the match between the human face and name of the aristocratic class was common sense."

"I don't know exactly who I've ever met... but I can't remember half of it. That's the line I want you idiots to hear."

When I told him the names of the three men and the name of their father, the title, Fried said as if he was surprised to find the right answer.

"As the Chancellor said, you don't seem to need an upright education. Perfect."

"It's an honor to compliment you. Okay, I'm in this."

"I told you I wouldn't let you go. Bad old days."

I tried to leave well at the end of the story beautifully, but Fried wouldn't let me go. Ask to press precautions again.

"You promised you'd come, didn't you?

"So that...!!

I tried to shake him off, but his arms were not frightened.

Freed says a little bit unpleasant to me seriously resisting.

"I thought it would be cute if it was just lit. If not... I mean, that's what Liddy lied to me about?

As I said, he changed the atmosphere surrounding him.

Cold words and gaze pierce me.

Totally overwhelmed by his intimidation, words stuck in his throat. I can't get my words back to you.

"Uh... it... ha"

I tried to tell him I wasn't lying, but he was speechless.

"I don't care if you're a person who doesn't care about anything, like you just did. I've admitted that I don't like people lying to me."

"... ah"

I feel that I would have stepped on some kind of landmine to Fried, who quietly erases his expression.

Fried pulled hard and started walking hard at me standing up without knowing what to say.

I will follow him again so that I can be dragged. The hem of the dress nearly rolled over, but Fried didn't forgive me at all. An unspeakable back tells me he's terribly angry.

Slowly push into the back of the castle. Every time we knock on one door, a Kingsguard placed beside us salutes us. Naturally, no one blames you.

That's probably how I got to almost the deepest part of the castle.

When he opened the silver door with a patterned sculpture, he took me further into the back of the room.

Probably a personal room. Definitely Freed's from this situation.

I don't even bother to observe how the room is going, but I get pushed back by a freed who took the cape off somewhat.

If you put your hand on the spot so you can relax, it feels fluffy and soft.

Fried was covering himself when he realized he had been knocked down on the bunk.

Even if you try to escape, you can hold your arms lightly over your head with one hand.

"What... Ugh...!!

At the very least, I tried to raise my voice in protest, but my mouth was sealed and speechless.

My tongue snaps quickly and I offend my mouth.

My tongue peered through my dentition and tangled in my tongue. My body brings out heat for a scorching kiss.

Angled over and over again, a deep kiss continued.

When I completely lost my strength and even lost my temper to resist, he slowly let go of my face, devouring my lips all the time.

The lips were red and wet, and silver thread conveyed each other's lips creating a slutty atmosphere.

Fried stares at me with an emotionless eye.

I was uncomfortable and exhaled to delude myself.

"... since I was planning to do this, the results won't change."

"Huh."

I gave my gaze to Fried, who uttered a pompous word. Still, he goes on.

"I'll take responsibility for pissing me off."

"What? What..."

If he didn't know what he said and asked back, he smiled beautifully.

And as I say, slowly poke at the final decision as it separates the words.

"... never again, I'll punish you so well that I don't want to lie"