Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Hey, Liddy. How did you get home that day?

One day I escaped from Fried and a few days later.

That's what my brother, who visited my room after supper, asked me.

By the way, I've already reported this to my father and mother.

Freed's understanding must be gained. When I told him that I had sent him a proper written statement to go home, he was unexpectedly released.

I thought they'd say something more, so I clapped it out.

The fact that I'm back seems to be an acquittal in itself.

I was just relieved that something happened last time.

"How... well, normally?

It's my brother's visit where I was relaxing thinking I'd finally relax.

I was chilling inside to see what they were going to say.

If it is a painless belly, I don't care how much it is explored, but in my case it is too painful.

I couldn't even answer honestly. When I managed to cloud, my brother glanced.

"Yeah. Get that security net. Nobody saw you leave the room. What's that supposed to mean?

"... trade secrets. If I tell my brother, I won't let Freed out. I can't tell you what I'm going to do next."

With that said, I got pounded in the head.

... Ouch.

"I won't tell you. I'm seriously surprised. He was really laying security nets. I didn't think you'd get away with it."

"Oh, that was amazing..."

I nod as I held my slapped head.

Cain had a tight guard and a cold sweat when he took him out.

Agreeing, my brother sighed in dismay, but the strength of his eyes remained unchanged.

"You know that. You're not gonna tell me how you got away?

"So you're calling it a trade secret. I won't tell you. It's just that I didn't use our agency."

Predict my brother's worries and I'll tell him just in case.

With the institution of the Duke's house, it's probably possible to escape.

I thought my brother might have been afraid of this line, so I denied it.

My brother didn't even try to hide the fright, he peered into my face.

"Ah ho. I'm not worried about anything. I'm pretty sure you can't move our agency. They only listen to me or my father."

"Oh yeah, you are. Sorry."

That's why my brother's been over there for a year.

The Duke's immediate intelligence service. There is no easy way for a man in this institution, who has long been with the Duke's family, to accept orders other than the Lord.

"... that's why I'm wondering how you got away. I didn't even use our institution. But none of them saw the door open. The door was watched in a 24-hour system. I didn't happen to see it. So I'm not going through."

……

Were you that far? Then I don't think it would have been possible to get out of the door either way.

If you think on your own, it's later an escape through the window, but Fried's room is on the third floor. I have to say it's a little difficult in my arms.

Again, my victory seemed unlikely without Cain.

As he silenced himself, his brother narrowed his eyes.

The trick slowly resembles my father's, and he shudders reflexively.

"... you're not involved in anything weird, are you?

"Yeah? No. There's no way."

I shake my head, probably, to my brother's serious inquiry.

I just had My Ninja Cain take me out.

I didn't do anything weird.

When I wiped my neck, my brother slapped me in the head again after staring at my face, telling me not to worry too much.

The tingling aura from earlier spreads at that moment.

"I think it's amazing enough that I just got away from that Freed. It also proves that you have the power to get away with it. I don't even know who would be after me if I were Princess Wang. I think it's a good thing that there's even one way to resist. The boulder is my sister."

"Brother."

I can squeak and stroke it as it is.

When I saw my brother's face, he was laughing funny.

"The Fried guy was surprised, too. He said he didn't think he could get away with it. Looks like we're gonna be hanging out till the next night, so just relax."

"I knew it was until the night club, right? Yeah, okay."

Nod honestly for as long as you want.

You're obsessed with me, and Fried kept his word and let go of his hand.

And when I can show you that, well, it's a strange thing because I wonder if I can help being somewhat restrained later, etc.

"Hey, how was Fried?

I wonder what he was like, and I ask my brother who was on the most side.

My brother turned in the direction of the day after, and said, "Ah," a voice that didn't boil off.

"... well, yeah, you fell in love with a troublesome man, I'll tell you"

"Huh? What does that mean?

"He's fallen back in love with you for running away behind his back. Wow, he was laughing at me."

"... yes"

I don't know, it's a very difficult story to comment on. And when I say that pretty face, I can be sure I must have been laughing with a black face.

A tremor ran on my spine and I hugged my own body.

My brother sees me like that with a half-laughter look for some reason.

"Maybe next time I catch it, it's time to go home, right? Come on, man."

I'm angry at the lukewarm cheers that aren't at all heartfelt.

"Ku... think it's other HR"

"Well, it's actually someone else. I'm sorry the horse didn't kick your ass.

"Shit brother. If you have time to laugh about people, bring your daughter-in-law."

When I stared at him, my brother grinned and shrugged his shoulder.

"Oops, the bowl came around this way. I can't beat you on this topic. What did you finally say? You won the bet with Fried. You're amazing."

"... there's too much extra conversation instead?

I definitely just want to tease you. I'll sue you silently for knowing, but my brother doesn't give a shit.

He's a really thick nerve owner.

"It's a heartwarming conversation between siblings. Soon you'll be royal, and I think you'll be able to talk like this only a few days later, and your brother will try to communicate a little bit."

"You're lying. My face is laughing."

I can assure you, there's no way my brother would think of such a special victory.

"Ha, is it broken? I'm just here to tease you."

"... shit brother, fuck you"

"... Pain"

To the words as I thought, I let my brother's dovetail eat Elbow as much as I could.

◇ ◇ ◇

After getting rid of my brother, my father was called to talk to me. As I said, it was me who headed to the study, but I was very shocked at the moment when the story was over and I went back to my room.

Although I've tried to get tea to a maid with me, I still don't feel like putting my hands on that either.

Reason for my shock.

That's very easy. It's because my father just taught me how to behave men and women.

The 'male and female modus operandi' of jumping into the upper classes of this country.

That, to me, was just a blue sky thunderbolt.

Seems this word I've heard everywhere in "How Men and Women Work" meant common sense of social and sexual intercourse, passed down from generation to generation to upper-class children.

It was also my first ear that there was such a thing, but what surprised me was its content.

I was also quite shocked about my common sense of socialisation, but whatever it was, it was about sex.

Women leave everything to men and do nothing extra. That's what they say about staying tuna.

It is surprising because what noble women require is' softness' and 'shame'. They don't think they can do it if they show aggressiveness.

Oh, come on, seriously. What should I do?

I also doubted my ears about how to insert them.

If they make me say it's a normal choice, there won't be any reason for me to be surprised.

Hardly pretended to be calm in front of my father, but there was a storm in my heart.

That would be so.

I only have experience with Fried in this world of course... because I didn't remember having sex like that at one time.

My father, who told me everything half-heartedly, closed the conversation with you now, I think.

It is a total extra favor.

And I noticed.

Father, you've deliberately kept your mouth shut about this story.

Concealment of information that would normally probably have to be known at an earlier stage.

What sincerity was hiding this, which is considered to be the knowledge you need to know at least as of your social debut.

"You were putting up a line of prevention so I wouldn't make a man..."

In other words, this is what would happen.

I don't want to marry Fried. My father didn't even bother to tell me I could be tough.

Sure, no matter how perfect the courtesy is, it doesn't make sense if you take the pivotal part off.

No one will think to snag a woman without common sense.

My father was better at one.

"Fooled..."

I finally lifted the teacup as I bit my teeth in my own room.

It's a little lukewarm, but I can't help it.

Drink your favorite tea to calm your mind.

Jasmine's tea that has been fitting in lately. The taste of habit gently crosses my rough mind.

"... ugh"

I put the cup down and took a breather.

Seems to be getting a lot cooler.

I was also surprised by my father's story, but what bothered me more than that was still Fried's behavior so far.

In the light of The Methods of Men and Women I heard about, I can see that my actions taken at the masquerade that day are quite heterogeneous.

Yet why did he bother to sleep with an insane woman who was more frivolous than any woman?

I didn't even care because you let me take it home lightly, but I don't think it's usually possible.

And even so is the act with him.

Since that masquerade, bucks and rides are normal.

Even last night, we had a face-to-face seat… well, it was a lot of things.

Naturally, Fried can't be unaware of 'how men and women work'.

In retrospect, indeed, such words and deeds were everywhere. Whenever I asked what it was, I was told I didn't have to know.

"You kept your mouth shut thinking I didn't know..."

Yes, he had a rare reaction from me.

I remember laughing happily every time I reacted.

His obsession with me can't help but feel that maybe this thing is also one end of the line.

The next time I see him, I want to ask him.

But.

"Just because you can switch to such boring sex is kinda..."

It pisses me off that I was allowed to do whatever I wanted to do that I didn't know, but it doesn't mean I didn't like having sex with him anymore.

So I can't have you blaming him and turning him into sex in line with normal common sense as a result. Like him, there is hope that it is better now, privately.

There's only one dissatisfaction with having sex with him.

The number of times. I'm done with this one word.

Double digits are normal overnight. More than that.

If you'd at least done it by three times, I'd be happy to hang out with you, too, but unfortunately, I've never had hope.

Horribly, I haven't seen his stuff shrivel yet.

I don't even like to imagine what the hell would happen if I were to be seriously satisfied.

Yes, as long as I end up with him a few times, so I like having sex with him now myself.

I just want to complain to you for a second.

And then I said, "I don't want you to change that because I like Fried's sex right now," which is embarrassing and very, but I can't tell you.

"... is it more convenient privately to keep quiet..."

I can't deny that I feel angry about what you didn't tell me, but I can escape the humiliation of having to bother telling them that I like sex out of that common sense.

Obviously, I felt that you had a better interest in me, and I decided to keep my mouth shut for myself.