Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

You sold me all those fights at the royal castle, so you're not gonna tell me you forgot.

When I tried to get her face close to the reaction as I thought it would be, she gave the look that she wasn't sure.

But that's just the beginning.

She stares at my face again, making her look strong.

"... ah... of the Duke of Vivoir house..."

I smile flashly from where she finally understands who I am.

"Yes, I'm glad you remembered. Long time no see. Though I couldn't even say hello at the royal castle. So, who's being disrespectful to who? I'd love you to tell me."

I'll let you know by the time it's challenging.

My position is better by the time it's overwhelming. If she shakes her identity, that's about all she'll know.

Think of me as a sick lady, and if you think you can win if you're strong, it's a big mistake.

"Oh, that's..."

Not being able to answer just that, Maria turned a blind eye and clogged the words.

But I'm not going to loosen my pursuit with anything like this, at all.

"It's strange to see you here. I'm surprised you showed up all over the city dressed up as if you were going to a ball, but it was your attitude towards him from earlier on that was even more frightening. Do you know what the term 'Nobles Obriege' means? It is only with them that we are here now. Privileged class rights are not something you can wield on your own. We are expected to behave as well as possible as an example of society. Poor thing, you don't even know the obvious."

Smiling loosely, Maria seemed to be getting cocky.

"Become, don't be ridiculous!! I don't know if you are the Duke's daughter, but you yourself have no title or anything, you are not just a woman!!

I think I just realized I was insulted.

That's what you're gonna say. Fine.

I laughed even deeper. Be as graceful as you can. To look beautiful.

"Yeah, you're right. That's something you can tell me, Miss Maria. The status you have shaken earlier belongs only to your father. It has nothing to do with you."

When I told her that, Maria screamed reflexively.

"So. Your father will ask you what I mean!!

"Even so. But don't you see that I can do more than that? My father is the Chancellor and lead duke. But the Marquis of the region doesn't exist in any way."

"Oh no... no"

When I poked the facts at her, she stood up as if she had been shocked.

I guess I've done whatever I want with my father's identity as a shield until now. It seemed incredible that it didn't work.

"I don't care, but I'll tell you. Your father, is that desperate for my father and brother to like you already? Now, suppose you reported today, what the hell would you say?

I guess there was something about my words. Maria blued.

As I was guessing earlier, she must have been scolded by her father for pissing Fried off.

If I knew I'd gotten my hands on the house maid that I was going to take in even more now, I wouldn't have to laugh at how much my pretty daughter did.

For the first time, she realizes what she has done to herself, and she shudders when she hesitates. He could no longer stand, nearly collapsing from under his feet, but his squire supported it from behind.

Already pale face. Still managed to get on my knees as I trembled.

There's nothing to do, just keep your head down.

I stared at it, somewhere fed up.

"I apologize for your disrespect... Please... forgive me"

I lean my neck against her, shaking in humiliation and spinning an apology with a mosquito-like voice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Who the hell are you apologizing to?

On her knees, begging for forgiveness, she was frightened by fear.

Perhaps I am afraid of the anger of my father, the Marquis.

Then I wish I hadn't done this from the beginning.

"Also... of course to Lord Lydiana... please keep this a secret from His Excellency the Duke and my father... please..."

I am heartfelt disappointed by her words.

I thought it was a trinket when I met you at the castle, but I really can't.

"You'll have a different person to apologize to. I'm not the one you should apologize to, he is. I don't even know that."

Pointing out with a look at the poor thing, she looked at him as if she had noticed its presence for the first time.

"Hih!!

To a rough breathing man, she screams and lags behind.

The headscarf he was wearing was off and his eyes were dewy. There is no light in one eye and bright red in the other.

It nails red like Pigeon Blood.

An exclamation sigh leaked in the rare shade that goes with the black of my hair.

"of... the cursed clan"

She's the one who reacted the opposite with me.

She looked him in the eye and slipped her hips, trembling with hesitation.

There are indeed rumors that the red-eyed clan is a cursed clan.

But.

"It wouldn't be a reason to abandon someone you know is injured."

I said frowning, but she shook her head desperately.

"Because...... it's disgusting!!

I breathed a moment into the words like a mass of malice.

Forced to contain the impulse that sprang up instantaneously.

Otherwise I almost beat her up.

Anger makes me peel in front of you.

I totally don't understand why you try to discriminate only on a part of your appearance.

I looked directly into these beautiful eyes and couldn't believe the insensitivity that they called it.

"... that's enough"

"Huh..."

I waved to her to leave with my frightened eyes pointed this way.

"I'll take care of him. You should go now. It's not nice to be here any longer."

She reacts frighteningly to her anger, which she intends to suppress but still spills out.

Breathe again, and I told her squire.

"... I'll meditate your eyes on this one. So take your husband."

I turned my back on them curly, and I knelt at his side.

I didn't want to see her face anymore.

Behind her, the squire seemed to be saying something to her.

After a while I felt signs of getting up and the two finally left.

exhale in distant footsteps.

"Ma'am, may I help you?"

At the same time as they disappeared, one man slipped on his face.

I laugh bitterly at a man of good stature who looks familiar. Are you still there?

Probably my brother or my father's escort. I don't know your name.

Take a sigh and look up at him. He grinned slightly and pleasantly.

"I thought you were here, but you showed up at a great time again."

"I really wanted to get out a little faster, because there was no curtain for me to get out. No, it was totally brilliant."

I gave instructions to a man who wouldn't have been willing to help, shuddering.

"Well, fine, now's the time. Allowance for this man, please. I smell blood. Looks like he's hurt."

"Okay."

Turning off his grin, he quietly explored the man who had fallen down in his depression in a place with gollons and bare wounds.

Quite skinny physique. It seems more convincing to be told that it's a covert job, such as fine work, than a solid muscular knight.

Yes, with ninjas? With ninjas?

He was my escort who was checking for scratches, but eventually told me with the face that he didn't know.

"Ma'am, I can't see a scratch anywhere"

Ask him back how confused he is.

"Huh?"

"So there's no scratching anywhere."

To that word, look down at the man. A man who exhales bitterly. I did smell blood from a man who was probably still young, maybe younger than me.

"But I smell blood..."

"Ma'am, I was wondering if this was probably like a curse..."

"Curse?"

I leaned my neck towards words I wouldn't hear much of.

"That's right. The smell of blood drifting even though there are no injuries. Respiratory abnormalities. Isn't the curse closer than the poison? But if it's a curse, there's nothing we can do about it. I hear you need a special way to de-curse. But unfortunately, I don't know how."

"Oh no..."

"It won't last any longer. All you have to do is die."

Staring at a rough, exhaling man.

He opened his eyes loosely and looked at this one. Pigeon Blood catches me.

It doesn't look like a voice. Move your mouth. I read that lip movement so hard.

"Drop it."

I turn a blind eye to words I can't mishear.

The words were in my mouth.

"... you want to die?

You sure about that?

He looked a little at my words. But I won't say anything.

Still, the brilliance of his eyes appealed above all to him that he really wanted to live.

Look at that eye, and I'll consolidate my resolve again.

"Okay. Then I'll do something for you."

"Lady!!

Saying so with his head when he meditated on his eyes again, the escort raised his voice to blame. Shake your head loose at it.

"I know someone who might be able to help me. It's near here, and I'm gonna do you a favor."

"To someone who might be able to decurse the curse? What the hell is that?

I didn't answer the question with the tone of the question.

Maybe Mr. Derris doesn't want them to know he exists.

Then don't tell me at my discretion.

"I'm sorry. I can't tell you that. Anyway, I'll go there. You never follow me."

"But"

Strongly stop him from eating.

Probably, but that road can't pass except me.

I feel that way.

"I probably can't even try to keep up. So please, I promise I'll be back at Nakamen by evening, so you wait there."

"Lady..."

"Maybe I can help him. Please."

If I stared to sue him, I nodded that the man in the escort eventually figured it out like he'd given up.

But I was relieved to say this for a while.

"... I will report this to your father."

"... I just wanted to ask you to stop, but you just can't seem to. Okay."

Let's just leave my father alone now.

We have to do something about him first.

Left the escort on the spot, trying to support his body and getting him up.

I was prepared to weigh quite a bit because I'm a man, but it was lighter and more gray than I thought.

It was helpful as a carrier, but it may not have been in a busy nutritional state.

I praised him for not being nice.

Mr. Derris' house is not that far from here.

Maybe Mr. Derris doesn't like bringing him in.

Still, I just have to ask her.

She's the only one who seems to know anything about curses.

It can't be life.

I desperately went for her house while trying to drag his body.

A hot breath rests on my neck.

Powerful, on solid evidence that he is still alive.

I snapped to him, to tell myself.

"... absolutely, because I will help you. Don't give up on living."