"Liddy, Your Highness will be home tomorrow. Be ready to climb the castle first thing in the morning."

"Yes."

When I plugged in at the end of dinner, my father went, as I recall.

About a month had passed since Fried went to Talim.

"You don't have to go out of your way to do this, but if you're Fried's guy, you're not gonna make it..."

My brother joins me in the conversation as I crunch my dessert after dinner.

By the way, the dessert was "Strawberry Dafu," which was revealed to Mr. Derris the other day. I released the recipe to Chef Thomas so it was lifted at my house from tonight.

My brother, who has really returned as he said the other day, has decided to return to the side of Fried as soon as possible. He liked the special outer strawberry Dafu and was throwing another one in his mouth.

My father frowned when he heard what his brother had to say.

The expression is only harsh, but there is a single chestnut powder of punching powder around the mouth, so it is already ruined a lot.

"Say what. Liddy is your fiancée. It's only natural to welcome you."

"If you go, you'll be absolutely delighted, and it's not okay."

My father looked up to heaven saying he was sad for his brother, who was in a mild condition.

"You're totally... yes, you're going to accompany me tomorrow. I must greet His Majesty and His Highness on his return."

That being said, what my father takes in his hands was the new "Salt Bean Dafu". I tried to surprise you with Strawberry Dafu, but my father seems to like this one.

My brother nodded heavily at my father's words.

"I'll go, I'll go. There's no silly imitation of missing the main event, Inspiring Reunion Scene. What do you think you came back for? One way or the other, I don't want to take over with Glenn... by the way, Liddy, this is really good."

"... thanks for that"

Would it not have been treated as a trivial spectacle now?

Somehow I glance, but with a strange face, my brother took another strawberry Dafu in his hand.

I get heartburn just watching. Haven't you eaten five more...?

My father was firmly cheeky with salted beans Dafu, even though he looked like a jerk at my father.

Is this the same thing... you guys are definitely parents and kids....... ugh.

"What are you looking forward to..."

"No, I was wondering how that normally calmly deposited Fried would break. I can't stop laughing just because I imagine."

I hope it was because it was probably funny just to talk to him, but now my brother reaches out to Shizu Dafu. But it was held back by my father.

"Oh, my God."

Willow eyebrows and his brother blames his father.

"You're being rude to Your Highness. And this is mine."

"... Dad, you're not mean."

How dare you protest my brother?

My father, who plundered Dafu salted beans from his brother, laughed with satisfaction.

But wait a minute. What they are doing is only a low-level Dafu take on.

What are two big adults with social status doing?

"It's first thing tomorrow morning anyway. Your Highness is tired, so heal your fiancée."

Father says with a particularly apparent face, chewing Dafu taken from his brother.

... I can lose my temper to ask you seriously.

"Is it your body that heals? Ha. If you do anything, you won't get me home this time, will you?

Get the new salted beans Dafu brought to you by the cook, brother with a mollusc face.

My brother, that joke doesn't make me look sharp.

I imagined a little and silenced myself, but my father moved his eyebrows tingly with Dafu in his hand.

"Alec, you have nothing to say or do."

"Heh, my father cares too much about the details. If I'm with those guys, there's no way this is gonna happen, is there?

A brother who lightly flattens his father's anger and flattens Dafu with salt beans.

"Oh, don't look good-looking either," he said, taking another one. How many are you going to eat?

My father roughed up his voice to his brother, who looked like he cared nothing at all.

"It is the Duke's inheritance that disciplines it. What am I gonna do when I get used to you!!

No, so, you either get mad or you eat.

I shouted in dismay at my father, who would never let go of Dafu despite his fierceness.

By the way, I've given up eating a long time ago.

When I saw the two of them eating, my stomach was full.

"Father, please calm down. Your brother was originally like this. I don't think it's going to change that much when the product is slightly gone."

"Well, Liddy's tough on Alec, too."

To tell you the truth, my mother, who was in my front, laughed at me by the way.

My mother has already finished her meal, too. Dafu has only one jar. That's right, you're usually satisfied with that, right?

"Mother, I'm just telling the truth"

"Alec wears more cats than you do, so it's okay. The only thing I'm worried about is knowing Alec like this, and still wondering if your daughter-in-law will come to us."

I agree deeply with my mother who sighs that I may see her grandson's face.

"That's a difficult problem, Mother. I think any daredevil will escape barefoot."

"Hey, Kara, you're trying to find me yourself. If you're talking about attitude or attitude, Liddy, you're talking about attitude, and Dad's not like when he's in the castle."

Talking about my mother's and brother's daughter-in-law issues, my brother has been forced to interrupt the story.

It is hard for Russia to believe that the person who is indeed referred to as the cold prime minister is the father in front of him.

It's loud and noisy. Not at all.

That's what I thought, but my father has been arguing all along that this is the place.

"I have to yell because you guys are always like that!!

"Unpleasant. Please don't stay with your brother."

I was lumped in with my brother again. I have been saying back that my brother is not convinced to protest because that is unforgivable.

"No, I don't remember swinging around as much as Liddy either, do I?

"I'll give it back exactly as it is"

If you look out of your heart, does your brother have trouble having a conversation, ignoring my words and taking even more Strawberry Dafu?

Finally, I'm getting sick. I turned away.

Sweetness is a different stomach, and I think I'm right, but I think there's a limit.

How can you not get fat with this?

"... yeah, these similarities brothers and sisters. How can you not know that my hard work is constant because of you..."

My sighing father, but such a great line, I'd like you to at least wipe the white powder off your mouth before you say it.

Totally pitiful story, but this was the reality of the leading Duke family, which is considered the best in this country.

My father is a cold, pitiful cutter prime minister, and my brother is the heir to the lead Duke's family, near the promising Prince Wang.

Normally, there should be advanced conversations going on, but this is the kind of chaos space why.

My father and brother have a very unpopular relationship with Dafu, and what we are talking about is ridiculous.

Nothing is different from a conversation at a common man's table.

No, if you do ask me who I'm talking about, it could be about Prince Wang.

There is no doubt that on the day when this is known to the other nobles, they will be embarrassed and unable to appear on the table. Isn't it because you didn't think that the servants would be able to expose the shame of the Lord that our security system was strong enough to be different? I feel that way.

"You shouldn't worry too much, should you?

"Rosina......"

My mother comforted me and my father finally settled down.

The conversation was interrupted, and on that occasion I just take a seat.

"Now I'm sorry to bother you."

Eat as much as you like.

Can we hang out any longer?

Leaving two people still to eat, I decided to go back to my room alone.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Hahaha! What a funny conversation with the princess."

Back in the room, Cain was holding his stomach and laughing off. Apparently, they were listening to an idiotic conversation earlier.

When I wondered where the hell I was, I got an answer saying I was lightly behind the ceiling.

Ninja!

... You were a ninja, yeah.

Where the hell is he doing when he's away from me?

Cain has often disappeared because he wondered if he had been there since the contract was signed. I don't care about his trend like that. But I dare not touch it. I didn't want to tie you up, and I think you should do what Cain wants.

"It's actually like that when you say the Chancellor or the Duke's family inherited. It's all fucked up. You're surprised."

Sighing like tired, Cain shook his head laughing.

"Surprised or unlikely? I used to sneak into noble mansions at work, too, but I've never seen anything so funny. Well, think about it, it's the princess's family. How obvious is that?"

I just said "at work", but is it about the assassination business?

I also recently learned that Cain's sense of ethics is actually quite disintegrating.

I thought you didn't like killing people because you say you've been on the run from the Assassin's Guild, and they don't. All he wanted to do was fulfill his father's will, and he had no resistance whatsoever to killing himself.

Instead, if you're in the way, why don't you just kill me? That's about as much momentum.

'Kill' comes at the very beginning of the means.

"Are you going to the castle tomorrow?

Being in a slightly more complicated mood, Cain has confirmed my plans.

He was still listening there, too.

"Yeah, Fried's coming home, so I'll pick him up first thing in the morning"

"He's the fiancé of the rumored princess. I've thought about it a long time ago, but you're calling me by my nickname. You're surprisingly friendly?

"Because it's loud enough to call me. But yes, that Fried returns after the Tarim crusade."

"Wilhelm routine, winter talim crusade..."

That said Cain put his arms together and did a trick that reminded him of something.

"Prince of Wilhelm king...... oh, is that it?" Totally indestructible "or something with two big names."

"You know what? Yes, the King Prince."

When I said that I was right even though I thought you had two names, "Red Reaper," I sparkled my eyes like I was impressed with the princess's fiancée.

"You're the king prince of rumors that you're so strong, aren't you? I've heard a lot about it in Sahaja. The only reason Sahaja can't be set up in the middle of nowhere is because there's a prince."

"Heh."

My brother told me he was strong, but is that it?

Cain came out and asked if he was interested.

"Hey, what kind of a prince is he actually?

"Get out of the way..."

I got in trouble as I said it. I wonder what to answer.

The impression of Fried?

First of all, your appearance is excellent. Each part is terribly neat and beautifully shaped like you rarely see. Blonde blue-eyed, tall, forged out body is called thin macho. Character, some belly black, but basically gentle.

Yeah, but sexuality is a shame about the triple bitterness of stunning, perverted, livestock.

Sex is good, but it's forceful and relentless, and you can't stop saying you can't do it anymore.

Oh, but you spoil me as much as you want after it's over, don't you? I like to be comfortable when I get hugged and can stroke my head.

That's all I get when I'm smiled at with a swinging face...... What are you...?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!

"Oh, hey... princess?

What did you think, what did you think of me now!!

Cancer made me want to punch my head against the wall. I can't believe I thought horribly pink. What are you poisoning me for? Hang on!!

Cain looks worried about me.

"So, are you okay?

"... it's okay, no problem"

Except in my brain.

"Oh well."

I laugh when I catch my breath. Let's be deluded already here.

"... well, I don't care about Fried. Um, so? Is Cain coming tomorrow, too?

"It's natural to accompany the Lord where he goes. This is the first castle in the Kingdom of Wilhelm, so I'm going to go ahead and do a little research."

"This is the first time you've ever infiltrated a castle in another country?

"Sort of."

I dropped my shoulder on Cain, who easily affirmed that I was good.

After all, I didn't tell my father about Cain.

I honestly have trouble getting my exploration weird because there are so many dark spots behind me, and I'm going to keep my mouth shut thoroughly until I find you when this happens.

Cain said that he would not make a mistake, so he completely reopened it to try to get to where he could.

"... you won't ask me if I say no. I can't help it, but please don't let the Kingsguard find you."

"Han, who steps on such a dodge"

Stick a nail in Cain laughing with his nose still.

"In the unlikely event that a castle soldier finds you, definitely stop the witness annihilation or something"

……

I haven't heard back. Why do you shut up there?

"Cain?"

When he told her to press precautions again, Cain snorted like a disapproval after a brief tongue pounding.

Shit. This kid was definitely gonna kill me.

"... if the princess says so. I get it. I can't help it, so I'll stop it with half a kill that I can't remember."

"... arigato"

You don't seem to understand much. A castle Kingsguard is half-killed by a suspicious man. That would definitely be a problem. The killer is too nasty for his own associates or something.

I told Cain in the face.

"... really, please. 'Cause if they ever find you, you can't, right?

"Oh, wow."

When he put his hands on Cain's shoulders with much more force, he replied firmly nevertheless with a slightly tight face.

Wouldn't Cain do something about it?

I made him promise, but I got weirdly worried, and I couldn't sleep that night.