Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!
Match four with her.
The words solidified everyone who was there. But that's the same for me.
To the unexpected word of Fried, for a moment, my head refused to understand.
- Why is Tarim's eighth prince eating Japanese sweets in Wilhelm's king's capital?
I don't know what that means. Hurry up and remember studying back in the day.
It is true that Tarim had a backyard, where more than a hundred women should have been enrolled. My son should have had about thirty. I don't know the exact number either. I'm sure Harold is one of those thirty sons.
There's no way Fried would spit a lie, nor did Prince Harold, who was called, deny Fried's words. He looked Fried in the eye and said, laughing lightly.
"I don't care how they say this to me. I was just looking for a few people. But that's over, too. I've largely predicted it, and it's time to head back to the country.... than that, Fried. Did you just say" My Lady "?
"Oh. Liddy is my righteous queen. Take her back to the country and stop the jokes immediately."
With a face of heartfelt discomfort, Fried stares at Prince Harold.
Prince Harold, on the contrary, gave a funny look.
"The Crown Princess of Wilhelm runs cafes all over town. Once you're in the rear palace, you can't come out until you're dead. It's a big difference from Tarim."
"I know you like an unmatched woman, but if you're willing to get your hands on Liddy, be prepared. Don't think you'll make it home to Talim safely."
Fried's arm holds me tighter. Prince Harold showed his willingness to surrender by raising his hands to Fried as he glanced at himself.
"Okay. Your Lady gives up. I don't want to die yet. By and large, I don't have a hand in women with jealous lovers or husbands. It's a hassle."
What do you say?
"... I knew you were married - hey, is it fun to be tied to just one woman? I don't understand. The right to polygamy because of it. of what is good if fully exercised."
"That's a disagreement. I'm Liddy enough on my own. I don't need anything but Liddy."
Prince Harold looked at Fried, who told him he was kicking ass, rather impressed.
"Well, do you have that idea? But I can't believe you're always going to see someone in smoke with a smile on their face, desperate for one woman. That was worth coming to Wilhelm for."
Prince Harold slowly rose from his seat.
"I'm not going to make a scene.... Fried, I'm going to the next international conference this year. Let's talk about it again then. Now I'd appreciate it if you decided not to see it"
"It would be good"
When Fried accepted, Prince Harold, carrying a sack that was not there, told him.
"Helpful. I promise I'll be out of Wilhelm by tomorrow. It's already night. Give me a break."
Thus, when I paid for Japanese confectionery from the nostalgia, I put it on the table.
Prince Harold's gaze is directed at me.
"The Lady of Fried. I'm sorry I can't bring you home, but I don't have a choice. Japanese sweets, but they were very delicious. Next time you meet me at an international conference, act like another treat."
"Yes, sir"
"Despite the closing time, you did a ruthless imitation of breaking and entering. Thank you for putting me through so well."
"No... because I can see you from afar"
When he replied so, Prince Harold laughed quietly and later left the store without ever looking back.
Drop that off for all. Freed finally let me go where I couldn't see that completely.
Looking back, he laughed like a ho.
"I'm glad you're safe. But I was stunned. When you pick me up, Liddy's on the verge of Harold. I thought something was wrong."
"Thanks.... but I was surprised too. I never thought of the prince of Tarim."
I expected him to be quite a high figure, but I just didn't know he was royal.
"Come to think of it, His Royal Highness Hendrick of Irvern said he was also on a journey to find himself, and is he free to straw and prince?
"That's not true."
"... right"
He tells me like I'm scared, and I think about it again.
"The prince also has various duties to attach. Ignoring that would not be tolerated by nature.... Hendrick's search for himself also started with Hendrick jumping out of the castle after a fight with the king. It can't be normal."
"Fighting with the king... you mean running away from home?
"Yes."
……
Affirmed with a true face, I thought in my heart, "Prince Hendrick..."
"For once, I seem to have been in regular contact with the castle while I was away from home. I was scared the first time they heard me, too. Earlier Harold said he was... looking for people."
"Looking for people, huh"
As I said, I only slightly suspected that the search for that person might mean Scion. Theon is the man who was in the rank of a warrior in Talim. No wonder I'm dating royalty.
Though I wouldn't put it in my mouth because it's an unfounded guess.
Fried said he was thinking about it.
"Liddy, what's going on? Did you ever think of anything?
"Yeah. I just thought we'd finally vote tomorrow"
Turn the story around. Fried nodded as he was convinced to talk about tomorrow.
"Right. It's been a long week."
"Really? I wasn't long."
Days of working until you become a tatter and sleeping without dreaming. I don't know, I feel like a week went by between blinks. But Fried took it extremely seriously.
"A week without Liddy or anything but a long time."
"... Fried. No more."
I laugh bitterly at why I bring too much. I've had a lot of trouble with Freed this past week because I've been planting till midnight and sleeping repeatedly to faint if I go back to my room. I was happy to get Fried to hold me tight and sleep, but it should have been hard on him like a stunt walking in clothes.
"I'm sorry."
"It's not about Liddy apologizing, is it? I suggested it originally, and if I was actually watching tired Liddy, I'd just want you to rest. It's just, I guess it's about time for the limit."
"Right."
Nodding in the face. Not just this one, but of course he refrains from Freed when the moon thing comes, but after it's over, it's going to be a big deal. You had me hanging out at my convenience, so I'm going to hang out with Fried happily after the game, but it's definitely going to be a fierce play.
"Just a little longer, please"
I'm sorry I'm making you patient. Staring at Fried with that feeling, he nodded cocklessly.
"I know."
That face is so serious, it erupts unexpectedly. Fried seemed kind of cute, I lifted my heel and whispered in his ear.
"I want to be held by Fried soon, too."
Words that I whispered small enough to only sound like Fried. He laughed happily and said, "I hope we can beat the wire tomorrow".
My answer to that is "Naturally!" It is a choice.