Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Good day, Master Migliaria"

A celebration in which Prince Wang and his fiancée fell back and soothed the mood.

It was one woman who was heard in that venue and stood where she turned.

A woman who has never seen her age. I'm wearing a blue dress that claims the line of my body.

Thin but full breasts, creased hips, all in a way that women can appreciate.

And the woman laughed lustrously, and said unto me,

"I need to talk to you for a second, okay?

I get an attitude on my nose that I don't even think as much as dew would say no.

"I don't know you."

The first person I met - and I don't have the muscle to be familiar with talking to a woman who doesn't know her family name or her title.

I missed my gaze that it was a waste of time just to deal with them.

But the woman didn't move at all into that attitude either.

"I'm not talking about losing you. I don't really like the Duke of Vivoir. Doesn't that sound like you, too? So I was wondering if we could be friends."

"... I don't know what you're talking about"

When a woman says that, she sees herself crazy about jealousy.

I realize that, and I can't stand it.

I managed to deceive him, but he was easily deceived.

"Stop lying. You should know that. Yes, you and I are the same. That woman is in the way. Don't you think so?

"That's not true! I don't think so!

I accidentally make my voice absurd.

Yeah, I don't think I'm in the way.

If that's what Prince Wang chose, then that's all. I don't deserve to say this.

So no, I shook my head.

"Really? If it weren't for that woman, you might have been chosen as Prince Wang's righteous queen? Wouldn't I be sorry if I thought so?

"... it"

Speaking of not even thinking for a moment makes me lie. The response was delayed for a moment because of it.

The woman comes to me all at once.

"Right? Me and you have different reasons, but it's still the same in the sense that that woman is not my favorite. I'm not going to do anything to hurt you. I'm just going to get a little scary in my stomach. Well, don't you think we can work with a lot of people?

"Cooperation..."

I inquire about the words that made me feel strangely limp.

The woman had a ha-ha-ha, compelling grin.

"I'm not asking you to do anything else difficult. Don't worry about the area."

"I didn't say a word about cooperating... and if Prince Wang wants her, I'll just follow her."

I managed to say that even though I did feel the stray inside me.

The woman mocks it as if she was anticipating it.

"Really? Well, fine. Let me know if you change your opinion. Because if you wrap this around the branches of the mansion tree, I'll know soon enough. I'll be waiting for you."

And the woman took out of her nostrils the likeness of a black turban, and pressed it against me.

I try to give it back creepy and aggressive, but the woman doesn't take it.

"... I don't need anything like this"

"Fine, hold it. I'm sure you'll use it."

"But..."

"If you don't need it, you're just talking about not using it, right? Of course it's up to you, so I'm not going to impose it."

It's only up to you to decide.

The woman who pointed to my chest, saying so, tries to leave lightly.

"Ah, name..."

"If you contact me, I'll tell you then. Goodbye, Master Migliaria."

Now it was time to stop and the woman disappeared into the crowd to be disputed.

I just open my mouth on the spot.

"Now there's no curtain for me to come out..."

Still, it was true that I cared about how my fiancée looked earlier.

She looked like there was a temperature difference with Prince Wang.

In fact, what does she think of Prince Wang?

I want to know the truth. There's just enough truth to give up Prince Wang...

I just hoped so, clenching the pressed turban tightly.

◇ ◇ ◇

I really want to see her and make sure in person.

I couldn't help but swell such thoughts, and I succeeded in asking the Countess to be close to her and accompany her to a salon hosted by the Duke's Order.

Salon Day.

The Duke's Lady, who welcomed me, was a beautiful woman, Rin, as I had seen at that celebration.

I had doubts about my knowledge, even if I behaved like one, but before I explained it to him, I showed him my brother.

Apparently, it's not just a deep-window warrant.

"Is it strange for me to know?

That's what I hear. Her expression was challenging and she didn't look like a very, but infirm, courtier.

I don't care what they think of this one. Because I thought so, I was deliberately shaking and doing what she wanted to avoid to see how she would react.

That's how I was listening around the story of Prince Wang, but I regretted not listening on the way.

Because I've been completely accosted by the way she talks about this with Prince Wang.

I know enough to say I don't like Prince Wang loving her, so that's enough.

I don't want to disturb him.

But what about her? Do you really think about Prince Wang?

I was concerned about her subtle attitude at the celebration, so I really wanted to know that.

And I was convinced, when the tea party was set up, to see how she was actually my fiancée.

The two of you have a good idea. That's enough then.

I wanted to wish the happiness of those I loved, no matter how hard it was.

On the way home, it was really my last confirmation that I asked her, who happened to be alone.

Do you love Prince Wang - of course I thought the reply would come back that you love him.

And as long as I heard it, I would sink this thought, and later I would marry him as my father had told me.

Yet this woman...

"I still can't answer that clearly"

I've been saying strange things.

I wondered what to say. Keep all that in public.

You tell me about Prince Wang with that face, and you tell me that you don't love him with the same mouth?

... Don't be ridiculous.

Anger came in from the bottom of my belly.

That's all Prince Wang loves you. Give me the "Wang Hua" I wanted so lightly that I could get my hands out of my throat.

Still. I can't believe you want time. Do you talk that nonsense?

Do you love Prince Wang, and if you don't even know it, she will forgive you?

Don't be ridiculous.

I thought so reflexively.

You crushed my thoughts lightly.

Yet the person in question says something raw and still loves him.

There's only one thing I wish for.

I just want her to tell me that she loves Prince Wang.

When I think about it, I just want you to show me that there's no gap in you.

Otherwise I shall never forget His Royal Highness the King.

I'm sorry I feel so miserable anymore.

I couldn't watch her face and hurried into the carriage.

The devil whispers softly to me like that.

- All you have to do is be scared.

That way you'll notice as much in the right direction of your feelings no matter how dull they are.

If I don't do that, I'm sure that woman doesn't realize how she feels or anything.

It was a horrible idea, but I just thought that was the best way for me right now.

With a trembling hand, I gently removed the black turban from my nostrils.

I couldn't even throw it away after all, and I had it all along. Spread it out and stare.

I shrug even though I remember the slightest frustration with what the woman said I would use.

"... Fine, I'll help you"

All you have to do is look a little scared in the eye and let Prince Wang comfort you after that.

I just need you to stick around and show off your happiness.

That way I feel like I can finally put an end to this barren first love, too.

For that reason, I'll let you cross some dangerous bridges.

Though I think so, I still feel resistant to working with people I don't know with anybody anywhere.

What can I make you do... No, that woman said she wasn't going to do any harm.

Then you should be fine.

"... ha"

I took a slow, deep breath.

... I should have cemented my resolve, but the anxiety in my chest didn't really go away.