Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

When I reached the middle gate at the promised time, the escort who confirmed me clearly looked relieved.

"Lady."

Wave gently at the escort you've been calling for and go to your side.

My breath was a little rough because of the run.

"... sorry. But I kept my promise. Let's go home."

That's what I said and tried to crawl through the middle gate, but the escort glanced at my back like that for a moment.

"Ma'am, what about the man earlier?

To that word. Oh, nod.

Don't worry about it.

"Did you help me?

"Yes."

I let go of my guard how I couldn't hide my surprise and I started walking.

I'm not going to go into details.

The escort who had caught up with him had asked about the root-digging leaf digging, but I dazed at it. The guard noticed he was unwilling to talk, but he also flushed it with an unfamiliar face.

"Please speak to your father properly."

"Come on? I'm not making any promises."

That's what the guard who finally gave him the white flag said, but all I had to do was answer without it.

I would never tell my father about Mr. Derris and Cain.

Anyway, my father is the prime minister.

I'm sure you won't be sorry to just ask.

I didn't feel like talking about her living in hiding because I liked her, and I didn't want to give Cain any extra effort that she'd desperately run away from.

That's how I got back to the mansion, but unfortunately my father, who had already returned from the castle, was waiting for me in the entrance hall.

... angry.

I missed my gaze at the obvious anger drifting from Jen Royal's father, saying it was a hassle.

I try to pinpoint the culprit who would have reported it, but there was no one there already.

Chi, fast escape.

When I reopened, I greeted my father home with a face that didn't eat anything.

"I just left. Your father's early today, too."

If the skin on the surface is thick, say so.

Thanking him with that in mind, my father looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

"After receiving the report, I hurried back. Liddy, I've heard from the escort I put on you. I don't care about Shanoir. Well done. But what do you mean you picked up the cursed man?"

As good as it gets. Is the main story about Cain?

I did a good job on the Marquis case. My father, who cleaned it up in a nutshell, brought up Cain's story just to the point.

"... because of my ears. Yeah, your father's right now. Nothing to add."

My father raised a pink eyebrow to my words.

Perhaps a detailed report flew while I was at Mr. Derris' house.

Our intelligence services are too good to like.

"... trouble again. Liddy, do you understand? You withheld your marriage to His Royal Highness Prince Wang. Don't you want to change that freedom of movement a little bit?"

"Even if you say so, as I told my mother, I just went to thank those who took care of me today. Everything else is a coincidence."

I tried to argue strongly that I didn't do something better, but they just made me look suspicious.

Moaning, my father says, holding his face down deliberately.

"... it just seems to me that you prefer to stick your neck in the noise. Something very similar. A sibling is a good word. You look just like Alec."

"It's heartfelt to be with your brother."

Reflectively denied. I can see my cheek caught on.

I hope you don't treat me in the same line as my brother who swings around that, no matter how much.

"So...? I heard you say the man you picked up was red-eyed, is that true?

With my father's voice back on topic, I was perfectly sure this was the one I really wanted to make sure of.

That's Prime Minister Minarm.

Seems like I've been doing some digging with just the information about the red-eyed guy.

Naturally you wouldn't believe the rumors of a cursed clan or anything like that.

I don't know if it's a problem that Cain was an assassin, or if it's a Hiyuma clan.

But I have decided not to talk about this matter, no matter how it gets stuck.

I thought about it just a little bit, but for now, I towed it while affirming my father's words.

"Yeah, it was beautiful Pigeon Blood. But I don't know what he's doing now."

When it comes to the color of his eyes, he can't even hide it because he's seen by his escort.

Pretending you don't know doesn't make sense.

But I don't care about anything else.

I braced my stomach.

"What? What do you mean?"

Tell my father with a suspicious face to be nothing.

"The curse has certainly been lifted thanks to someone I know. But I don't know what happened after that. I promised my escort I'd be right back. But I'm sure he's already gone somewhere."

Try not to lie as much as you can.

Otherwise, I'm sure it'll be ripped off soon. Especially if my father is against him.

Suspiciously, my father has stared me in the eye.

I stare back at this one as a loser, peeking into the back.

My father looked at me with suspicion for a while, but eventually exhaled as he gave up.

"... ok. Then that's enough of that. Next, then. Who do you know who can decurse the curse? There must be no new high-ranking magicians under the castle."

I smiled back at the words.

"I'm sorry, father. You didn't have enough words. Earlier, I hoped, thanks to someone I knew, that I had been able to decurse, but I have not said a word that it was more decursive. Please don't get me wrong."

"Liddy! Don't be silly! This is an important story!

I recieve my angry father as a result of the fierce fire.

Anyway, I'm talking about wanting to invite the magician to the castle.

Every place wants to hire a good magician. If you are a magician who can decurse the curse, you will be called from the castle.

I knew immediately that my father would surely want to invite the magician to the castle.

I smiled loosely.

"Yeah, even though it would be for your father. But it wasn't actually someone I knew who broke the curse, it was someone else. And I confess, unfortunately, I don't see him in person."

I'm not lying. I'm the one who broke the curse, but I can't see myself in person.

I naturally wasn't going to tell my father about the neutralizing magic either because it is a substitute I don't really understand myself. I'm sure it'll just make the conversation easier. It's better to keep it a secret if things go on peacefully.

Looking into my father's eyes to try to tell me if I wanted to say anything, my father hung his brow.

Don't be so angry, Father. Your blood pressure will go up.

"Haven't you seen it?

"Yeah, so I can't even introduce you"

"That's true."

"Yes."

"... okay, that's enough"

Ugh.

After several interactions, my father said so as he was tired.

I guess you realized I wouldn't throw up no matter how much more you asked me.

I was the one who had the victory and laughed inside, but froze at the words of my next father.

"I understand the story very well. Liddy, you're off limits for the next month. Be quiet and reflect in your room."

"Father!?

My father said mean things to me when he obviously changed his complexion.

"If you want to talk, let's hear it. … negotiation starts with that."

... Shit.

After all, my father didn't seem to believe one thing I said.

I moved my eyebrows tingly at the out-of-the-box sound of forgiveness if I spoke.

Who rides that hand.

"... ok. Then I'll embroider it in my own room."

"Right. You should do something a little more like a Duke's wife. Otherwise, there will be a wave."

I'm not wearing that halfway cat.

Because it's perfect in public. And.

"I think it's better than your brother."

I said it from the bottom of my heart, but I just got cut off.

"Don't compare me to Alec. That's a man. What are you going to do with such a man? If His Highness hadn't given it to you, you might not have had a wife by now."

It's an extra favor.

Come on, I'm getting depressed. I shut out my father's words praising Fried.

At all, as always, my father has a high regard for Fried.

As Prince Wang, I'm sure he's excellent, but I don't know that stunning bastard, so I can praise him for letting go.

I was reminded that the expression to be crushed was not a metaphor or anything.

... I seriously wonder if there are any women who can go out with that.

To my father, who kept praising me without knowing the nature of Fried, I did everything in my heart to curse and murmur.

And turn around and turn your back.

"... I'm going back to my room"

"Okay. Come to my room whenever you want to talk."

I answered with my back to my father's words.

"That's everything we talked about earlier. So, as you can tell, we're adults."

"Liddy!"

"Excuse me."

Ignoring my father's voice to blame, I went back to my room.

◇ ◇ ◇

"... Liddy"

……

I ignored it the first time.

"... Liddy"

I tried to ignore it the second time, but I had no choice but to reply because it would stare at me too much.

"... what is it, Father"

My father gave me a restraining order to go out, two weeks passed.

Naturally, Cain or Mr. Delis, I'm not talking about my neutralizing magic at all.

I barely speak to my father. It's a complete Cold War state.

I was still having breakfast in the cold air.

"Liddy, come on."

Quietly, but surely I revealed my anger and told my father to roar.

I stare straight at my father like that and make him laugh slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I am stuck in my room and embroidered as your father said. Is there a problem?

"Liddy!"

My father, with blood on his head, rises, but I carry into my mouth the breakfast pancake I had requested yesterday with a strange face.

Pancakes with blueberries and lots of raw cream are perfectly well made.

Father who pours full face Zhu and stares at me.

And a daughter who flatly ignores it.

My mother, who saw that it was not obvious, said to cover it up.

"Liddy, don't bother your father too much."

"... even if they say so. I'm just in my room, as you can tell. I don't know why your father would be angry."

"Come on, man."

A voice sounds like crawling through my father's land in my words.

Perseverance.

"... you"

My father heats up again, turning to me just to find out.

My mother stopped it gently.

"Rosina...... but"

"You're saying Liddy doesn't know anything, right? That's it, isn't it enough? It's not fun eating in this giddy air."

"That's... sorry"

My father finally apologized small after receiving that my mother, who had never said anything before, had finally complained.

Then my mother turns to me.

"Liddy, you too. I don't think your father would believe you with that attitude either. I know you're trapped and depressed, but grow up a little bit."

"... Yes"

I nodded quietly because I felt like I was doing something I couldn't handle.

It was more than half mean. Even if I knew, I couldn't stop it.

This is my mother's chance to make up for it. We must make the most of it.

Exhaled heavily, I turned to my father.

"Father, I'm sorry. It seemed a little solid."

If I cut it out that way, my father has apologized casually too.

"... I also seemed to have too much blood on my head. If Rosina tells you not to listen, that's enough for now. But don't be too dangerous. They're all worried about you."

"Yes."

Without my mother, I felt relieved to stroke my chest when I made up with my father, even though I did not accept.

Whatever they said, I wasn't willing to crack my mouth, but it's true that it was getting pretty tough.

"Speaking of which, I didn't tell you, the dispatched army won Talim successfully this year. In a few moments, Your Highness will triumph."

"Huh..."

I looked up to the words I was told as I remembered.

Eyes of the same color intertwine with each other for a moment.

Seeing that I expressed interest, my father disclosed further information.

"The greatest merit in this battle is His Highness. Almost half of you were destroyed by yourself and the damage minimized. Now go over there and do some post-war work. Come on, but you'll be back when it's over."

Listen to my father. Oh, well, Fried won.

I was asexually concerned that I was not injured at the same time as I was glad.

"Are you hurt? Father, was His Highness not injured?

To my words my father told me to remember.

"Your Royal Highness didn't have your name on the Injury List submitted, and I haven't received any reports like that"

"Really...? Good."

I don't think I'm hurt. I exhaled in relief.

My father found me somewhere surprised. But I don't even care about that grumpy gaze right now.

... Fried returns safely.

When that fact pervaded me, I could see the emotion twitching and swelling up that I was happy.

Reminds me of what he looks like.

The last thing I saw was Fried leaving his room saying he was coming.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen him face to face in almost a month.

What's more, it's only been about five days since we met and we were together.

It shouldn't be strange to forget, but it still doesn't surprise me to think vividly of him.

And if I recall, for some reason, my chest became bitter so that it could be tightened.

I want to see you...

I thought it was natural if I noticed.

"When His Highness returns, let you climb the castle, too. It is a natural duty to welcome you as Your Highness's fiancée."

"Yes."

I nodded quickly at my father's words that I didn't even wish for.

I wanted to make sure he was safe with my own eyes.

"I'll let you know as soon as the date and time is set...... good for you, Liddy"

"Huh?"

My father hits and changes and narrows his eyes to tenderness.

My father raised his voice and laughed as he squeezed his eyes, not knowing what the change meant.

"What, you didn't notice?... wipe your tears. He's crying."

"To"

My father points me out and touches my cheek.

Confused by the unexpected sensation of cold liquid.

My father nodded many times when he saw how I was doing.

"... my prospects didn't seem wrong. Now you have nothing to worry about. Think only of Your Highness."

"Huh? That father?

I don't know what that means, but my father looks convinced by himself.

When I looked at my mother, she laughed and said she was lovely again.

... I have no idea.

Having given up understanding, I got up after breakfast.

I felt like you wouldn't answer me if I asked anyway.

I called again to say that my father had forgotten.

"Liddy. Alec will be back in a few days"

……

Stiff to my father's words. Is that stupid brother really coming home?

I decided not to ask and went back to my room.

My face was hugely drawn.