Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Huh..."

When I stood up, a pompous voice hung from Zion.

Theon stares at this one as he sits on the couch.

I thought about how to answer… I ended up saying what I wanted.

"Right. I think so..."

"Maybe? Much vague again. When I saw you two the other day... we looked like close lovers."

Off sight of Scion, who asks strangely, I turned my gaze toward the window.

The weather is nice today. I answered as I could think of it again, looking at the white floating clouds.

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I know you like it, but is this emotion temporary or not?... I'm not sure and I've been waiting for you."

... I don't know why you're making this story a Scion.

Still, I wanted to ask.

- To this guy who used to never tell me he loved me.

"... is it my fault?"

As he continued to gaze at the clouds blurring, Theon said blurring.

"Hmm? Did I say something?

I put my gaze back, and asked Theon. Uh, he smiled lightly.

And get up off the couch in a relaxed motion.

"... it's a promise, so I can't help it. I'll give you your back just once."

"Huh? What, Theon?

I tilt my neck without knowing what I meant by squealing.

Theon answered nothing just laughing and walked up to me.

I don't know what I'm going to do and somehow I watch that move.

"Liddy......"

Theon, who came all the way to the side, called my name and clasped his jaw with a natural stream. I'm going to tilt my face as it is.

Huh... what? Could you kiss me?

"I hate it!!"

Before his lips touched him, he slapped him on the cheek with his left hand.

It is not conscious. It was instinctive behavior.

A pungently dry sound sounds and silence flows on the spot.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Theon stares at me like that with a smile on his face.

The cheeks were a little red.

"What do you do all of a sudden!?"

"Excuse me.... but it would have been easy to understand, wouldn't it?

"What? Say what..."

When he put it on again without knowing what he had been told, Theon glanced at his shoulder.

The words "It's still dull," are exhaled and annoying with sighs.

After all, what is it? Theon slowly opened his mouth a little away from me.

"Don't you like me?

"What? What all of a sudden?

"Fine, answer me. I hear you don't like me."

Confused by a sudden change of subject.

But I opened my mouth so that I could be pressured by a seriously faced Scion.

"... nothing, although I don't hate it..."

I don't mean to diverge, but I've known him since my last life.

It's on some edge that I could see him here, and if you're going to say he's going to stay in this country, I think we just need to have a close relationship.

When he answered, Theon nodded often with his face.

"I don't hate it. Fine. So, do you like it one way or the other?

"Huh? Yeah, well, I think it's something similar..."

I shake my neck vertically while confused by Scion for a clear answer.

If you don't hate it, I like it. Short-circuit but not wrong.

"Really? Ok. … I will now ask you. Why, just now, did you refuse to kiss me? If you like me, you don't mind kissing me, do you? Because you don't even know if you like them, and that's why you kiss them every day."

"... what?

The words said were too unexpected to deal with aggressiveness.

"Am I wrong? Wang Hua is a testament to the Queen. And you are anxious to be awake in the same room as His Highness Friedrich. Naturally, that sort of thing comes with it, doesn't it?

"Uh. That's..."

I nodded because I couldn't help denying it. Anyway, it's known all over the castle.

"Answer me, Liddy. Why can't I? You like me more or less, don't you?

……

Scion that comes in tatami.

I can understand what he's saying.

But that's not true.

In Fried and Scion, the first place you stand is different.

Although the Freed thing is (tentative), I have a sense of liking it for once.

In contrast, I don't think much about Theon anymore. I know I miss it, but that's all.

I answered, driven by a strange sense of impatience.

"So, Your Highness and you are different."

"What's the difference? Even if the nuances are different, you must like them both, don't you? My kiss refuses, His Highness Friedrich's kiss accepts. What's the difference? Explain that to me too. Of course not, because you're my fiancée."

"Uh... uh"

It's getting more and more confusing.

Speaking of differences, as I was saying, on the romantic side, of course. I think I like Fried for once in that sense (tentatively), but not against Zion.

But I couldn't answer the phrase "How can I accept it if I'm not sure?"

... because that's what I thought a little bit too.

Even when it comes to fiancées, if you're not sure, you shouldn't accept it.

Yet I made the choice to keep accepting Fried. Even when I asked myself out.

By pointing it face to face, it becomes increasingly unclear.

Still, I felt like Theon was trying to tell me something important, and I thought desperately.

Tell Zion to overlap.

"Why I can only forgive His Highness Friedrich. What is that?

"It's..."

It's a simple story.

... because I know I don't like kissing Fried.

It's not just kissing. Beyond that, all of it. The act of being judged and poured into the deepest part of the body.

Because all of this just felt good from the start.

Because I never thought of it offensively.

So I didn't even have to think about it.

The meeting between me and Fried was a special occasion called the Masquerade, and I had come for the sole purpose of losing my virginity.

I thought kissing was a rite of passage for that, and I didn't actually have to worry deeply because I wasn't offended. Kisses, and beyond.

... Then how could it not have been offensive?

The problem I had deliberately tried not to think about before was finally stuck in front of me, and I was on my way.

"If you can be held even if you're not sure if you like it, it means I don't care. If you don't mind, would you like to try it?

"Stop!

Reached out again and shook it off thoughtfully. I didn't even have to think about it.

All of me is begging you to reject him. I'm screaming that I don't like being touched other than Fried.

Whether I was sure or not, that was everything.

"Shall I ask you again? That's how you reject me, and why you don't explicitly reject His Highness Friedrich? Is it because you're still my fiancée? Do you have no choice but to be held by Your Highness even though you really don't like it?

"No! I never thought I didn't like Freed!... because"

I don't know what to explain.

Still, I only told them what I know now.

"... I don't like it if it's not Freed. Absolutely not, except him."

That's all for sure.

Now I don't want to be touched by a guy other than Fried, even with a finger in that sense. I'm just relieved to think about it. I even get nauseous.

To my answer, Theon sighed.

"... is that not a special emotion, what is it to say? Is it temporary and that much of a thought? Don't pretend you don't notice, or you'll just suffer."

"Because... this is something different"

"What's the difference"