Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Thank you, Marianne. That was a very interesting story."

"Was I helpful?

"Yeah, sure."

Say thank you to Marianne and lower your gaze. The other two have looked suspiciously at me when I thought about it, but I couldn't care less.

I wonder what the hell he's like. The same reincarnated from Japan as me. It would have been possible to talk to him if he had stayed in the venue at that time, but he had done something unnecessary. I had taken it pretty seriously when I realized I wouldn't have the chance to meet him somehow.

"Your sister?

"Huh? Oh, I don't know, Shall"

It is Shall who has voiced horror at me for sinking deeply into the sea of thought.

When he hurried up and smiled, Shall removed the strength of his body as he was relieved.

"Because you looked scared..."

"I'm sorry, because it's something I've been thinking about. Why did you want to be here?

"Of course, because I wanted to talk to your sister! I want to know more about your sister!

"Oh, yeah... thanks"

Encourage Schal to sit up momentously as soon as possible.

I'm honestly glad you like it that way. Especially since Charles is the type of person on his face who thinks what he's thinking, if you look at what he's not lying about.

I grinned and then finally turned my gaze towards Miriaria.

Of all the conversations we've had, she's the only one who hasn't participated. I was just drinking classy tea. I wonder what you've really come to do.

The letter only said there was something I wanted to talk to you about.

"Miss Migliaria......"

Calling, she put the dust and cup down.

That's how I slowly raise my face.

"Please call me Millie. Dear Lydiana,"

"Then Millie. Why are you here? Although I don't think the letter I received specified any particular reason."

When I asked her about the requirements, she nodded that she was.

"I also wondered if I could explain why in a letter. Not to mention, if I wanted to apologize, I'm sure Lord Lydiana wouldn't have seen me."

"Apologize?"

When she tilted her neck without understanding the translation, Millie held one breath with her eyes together.

That's how I bow my head deeply.

"Dear Lydiana, I'm really sorry about the other day. I sincerely apologize for being rude on my way home."

"Uh... oh"

Finally, Marianne, sitting next to her, was hoisting her eyebrows as she remembered if she had been stared at.

"Dear Migliaria! What the hell did you do? I begged Master Lydiana not to because you said so. I have no face to make Prince Wang or Lydiana see me!

"... sorry. Marianne, I'm reflecting."

Even though the father's title is Millie's better up there, I guess the two are close friends with each other. Naturally, Millie took Marianne's reprimand.

"... both of you. Because I don't care. More than that, Millie, did you bother writing to me for that?

"No, of course I have that too... I know very well that it's a glamorous favor, but I was hoping you could use this as an opportunity to add me to one of Lydiana's friends"

"Mine?

Yes. And Millie nodding with a hard look. There was a waiver that the face would not be possible.

I thought a little bit about her as I looked at her like that.

I don't hate Millie. They didn't do anything so much as dislike it, and she was being aggressive towards me because she really likes Freed. I know how that feels, and I still think it's commendable that you've been apologizing for what you did wrong. Or very likable. Don't you like a clean attitude?

So if she wanted to be a friend like that, there was no reason to refuse.

"Yeah, that's good. Nice to meet you, Millie."

"... May I?

Lie, smiled at Millie, who looked at me as surprised, saying she didn't care.

Marianne next door is also staring at me with a stunned look.

"Dear Lydiana... May I? I don't know the details, but did Miriam do anything rude to Lord Lydiana? Not only will you forgive me, but your friends..."

"It's not a big deal. And you don't know her anger. If you want to be friends, you're welcome. I'm glad I don't have many friends."

Seriously though, Millie bowed her head again with a look that seemed complicated.

"... thank you"

"Already... Dear Lydiana, you are too kind"

Marianne exhaled when she said she had no choice.

Pinch your mouth like Shall covers me.

"That's what's good about your sister! I love my sister like that!!"

"Thanks, Shall"

I could see the air, and the mood soothed at once.

Now that you've heard all the errands on the street, the door is knocked.

There shouldn't have been any more visitors scheduled today.

Granting her entry while wondering who it would be, it was Carla, the chief woman, who came in.

"Carla? What's wrong?

"I apologize for the welcome, Lady Zheng. Your Highness, I see you."

"What, Freed?

"Yes."

I haven't heard.

As she frowned upon the unexpected development, Carla withheld by the door and lowered her head deeply.

What came into the room after that was Fried, who was now supposed to be being chased by the butler.

In the sudden appearance of Prince Wang, the three rise to jump.

Fried gave those three a soft look.

"Take it easy. Because this is the one who suddenly pushed it. When I heard that Liddy's friend was coming, I thought I'd say hi, too."

While observing Fried spinning his words with a mild grin, oh, I admire the fact that this is the gentle prince of rumors.

To him, the Mariannes are not enemies, subordinates or friends. So if it's not an order tone, it's not a vegan tone. I guess that's what this is about.

Well, I was just wondering how I should treat him like that, and Fried turned a blind eye to me.

"Liddy."

"... Den... Fried"

For once I wondered if His Highness was right, and I just spoke to him... for a moment Fried's eyes sharpened. In a hurry to rephrase, my eyes narrow just hoping that's okay.... Yes.

"They're Liddy's friends?

"That's right. I have informed you in advance that this is Countess Vidal, the former Marquis of Lowe."

Exactly. I couldn't blame you when it came to saluting.

I mean, I don't like the fact that I'm more Frank in conversation with Fried than they are. I kind of feel so ashamed of that.

I think it's already broken by Charles, but I just had to meditate on his eyes.

That's force majeure.

"Lowe... Oh, you're Bertrand's sister princess, aren't you?

"Ha... Yes, Prince Wang!

Fried stares at me and Millie replies nervously.

The face is bright red.

Oh, it's the face of a maiden in love. I looked at it warmly, and I thought, well, maybe I wouldn't have a similar face for Fried.

If that's the case, I don't feel like finding out.

Um, that's not good. I have to think of something to do.

Looking at them with that in mind, Fried talked about her brother, Marquis Lowe, who was also the leader of the Knights of Primera, and she was still desperate to answer.

"… well, tell Bertrand as well. Princess Migliaria."

"Yes. Must."

Fried, who cut the story off, came to my side.

He leans a little to tell a secret story and talks to me in a whisper.

"Liddy, is it going to be a while?

"Hmm? It doesn't take that long because the requirements are fine."

I asked him back if he had any business, and he rang reluctantly.

"Um... I'm sorry to be talking to you. I had some errands that I couldn't take off after this... I know very well that some Prince Wang is rude. But if you'll excuse me..."

It was Millie who said that in a hard voice.

I said something to say while I was nagging, and I thought it might be a little hard to see me and Fried together to her grabbing the hem of the dress with trembling.

"... Fried"

Fried nodded lightly when he called his name with the intention of asking permission.

"Yeah. If you have business, you can't help it. Permission to withdraw."

"... thank you, Prince Wang. Dear Lydiana, I beg your pardon."

I go after her with my gaze as she leaves to run away.

You looked like you were saying your back couldn't stand it, and you couldn't speak up.

She still likes Fried. And yet, why did you say that you wanted to be friends with me, your lover? I couldn't help but wonder, but I decided to change my mind clearly, wondering if she had her own thoughts as well.

... because it would be different for me to know and sympathize with her circumstances. She wanted to be my friend, so I answered. That's enough.

"Liddy."

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Fried calls out to me, blurring at her direction as she leaves.

Now if I turn my body towards him with something, Fried has turned to me and told me softly in his ear.

"... we were talking about this before, dating stories, remember? Because it has a calculation for going out. I'd like to talk to you later, okay?

"Oh, talk about town? Yeah, I want to hear it."

They gave me a story about a date I was looking forward to, and I stared at him with joy.

Fried puts his hands around my hips and keeps his forehead together.

I felt the temperature boiling instantly in his usual sweet trick.

"Ya... you know, Freed"

"Hmm?"

"So..."

Everyone is watching...

That's what I wanted to say, but I'm staring at him, and the fever went up even more twitchy, and by the way, it was gone.

Fried's gentle voice reaches me, who ended up being ashamed and annoyed to say nothing.

"Really cute. Red to my ears."

"If only we had stopped here."

I desperately try to push him back but it doesn't work.

On the contrary, Fried looks like a lot of fun.

"Don't be nagging me forever, show me Liddy's pretty face?

"... no, it's embarrassing"

"Um..."

A voice hung and looked back, and there was Marianne and Charles, whose faces were bright red.

"Um, can we get permission to leave, too? I don't want to disturb you two. I have done my job, and I apologize for my loss."

"Uh... Marianne?

Pepper lowered her head, and when she obtained permission to leave her seat, she blamed Charles.

Charles sighed a little unwillingly before turning to me and saying:

"I don't want to disturb your sister, so I'm going home. But you can always tell me if you need anything! I will do anything for your sister!!"

"... thanks"

I found that Fried's mood for holding me had plummeted into her words.

I grinned even though I was tight and thanked Shall.

She says it in her favor.

It was hard to blame just because I could see that.

The two had left lightly and were alone with Fried if they noticed.

"... I'm home"

"Sorry, you got them worried after all."

Fried opened his mouth like he was in trouble.

"I'm not trying to make excuses, but I'm not really here to interrupt. I just wanted to replenish Liddy a little between the errands. I guess it's true that I wanted to see Liddy surrounded by same-sex friends."

"... it wouldn't make sense if I were chasing you back"

"I'm not pushing you back. I told you. He just wanted to refill it. I was going to go back to the deacon after a little talk.... but you are. You've done bad things to them as a result. Next time, I'll get them something to make up for."

"Yeah, I'll think of something too"

I had no choice but to remove the strength of my body to Fried, who said I was sorry but didn't try to let me go.

Fried embraces me happily, honestly poking in his arms.

Regrettably, my chest was still stuck in the gentle tricks that seemed to surround what was important.

"... already"

...... oh. I knew I couldn't win anymore.

I know it's a mistake, but maybe that's all for sure.

"Liddy?"

"... nothing"

I don't answer Freed floating question marks. I don't want to tell you.

Exhale more as you press your forehead around his chest.

It's too comfortable in Fried's arms, it's going to be a habit and I'm really in trouble.

It makes me want to stay here forever.

I pushed it away all the time, switching my thoughts and looking up.

"So? When are you going to town?

"... right, let's talk about it"

Freed smiling unfortunately for some reason. I thought the expression was somewhat impressive.