Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"... well... what can I tell you"

Think about Marianne and Charles with their eyes full of anticipation that there's no such thing as fun to talk about.

Naturally, Marianne raised her hand when she couldn't possibly give details of the evening or anything, and wondered what they would be content to talk about.

"Dear Lydiana. Would you mind if we asked you a question? If you can't answer, just say so."

"It's good..."

I'm anxious about what the hell they ask, but they don't have to answer what they can't. Then she nodded and Marianne opened her mouth.

"There's one thing I'd like to ask you today. Will His Highness go to Lord Lydiana's room at night? Or is there a summons from His Highness, and Lord Lydiana peeps into His Highness's room? That's all!

"What..."

Something came up that was different from the question I had assumed.

I knew it was about Marianne, so I thought she was going to ask me the obvious things about how many nights and how Fried loves me. And if that's a question, I was going to say no. It makes me happy that she also seemed to think about the content of the question for me.

"Uh... yeah"

I was wondering if I could answer this as a consideration for the picture, and Schal, sitting next to Marianne, stood up completely and told me.

"By the way! You can think of this question as a question from the Watchdog Member! When I picked a similar survey for members, His Royal Highness went to your room on a 7-for-3 basis. But you don't know the truth, do you? So I thought I'd ask your sister to answer all your questions!

"... uh, what are you all talking about?"

I'm just serious about the crap.

That's what I'm talking about, so there's going to be a sigh of sigh. But they didn't seem to think so, especially when Marianne complained forcefully.

"No, this is a very important story! Will Your Highness return to your room after this? Or can we stay in Lord Lydiana's room as it is? Again and vice versa, are you lodging Lord Lydiana in His Highness's room? If the conditions are different, the results will change completely! It changes the way you adore me!!"

"... adorable way"

What the hell is that?

What the hell are you doing with a watch party? I'm really dying to ask, but I can't even tell you to stop, more than I've approved, so I decided not to ask.

There is also trust that if Marianne and Charles are hosting it, they will do very little.

"As good as it gets. Nothing. I don't know which room to go to. Because the rooms are the same."

Let's just answer that.

I thought so, and when I told them the answer, they opened their eyes.

"Same!?"

"Yeah..."

"Dear Lydiana, are you living in the same room as Your Highness!?"

"Oh, yeah. Fried said that, so what... what did you want?

They looked up to heaven together.

At the same time as I had intended, I was thrilled. Marianne covered her own face with both hands as she shook her voice.

"Same room...... this is unexpected. But... I adore you so much!!"

Charles also agreed with Marianne's words.

"That's your sister. As always, you're grabbing His Highness's heart. I never imagined you were in the same room. But that's how much your sister loves you… even if it's me who's the supreme sister, it's a convincing story"

Marianne looks like she noticed something.

"Speaking of which, Your Highness had waived her right to a concubine. No problem in the same room or anything...... no, it would be more convenient for His Highness to drown Master Lydiana in the same room...... oh! I'm rolling!

- What is it?

For some reason they started to get bored. I decided to leave them alone and I had a cup of tea that slowly cooled down a little. Speak up to Tillis, who watched as he nicked this unintelligible noise.

"I'm sorry. Will you wait until you two settle down?

"No, because it means you both love Lord Lydiana. Of course, I'm a member of the Watchdog Club, so I know exactly how you two feel."

"... thanks"

He confessed to being a member and became a subtle face.

I'm glad you're supportive of your friendship with Fried, but I don't want you to be a member I'm not sure about. Though it's not convincing to say anything I approve.

"Speaking of which, I recently heard about seeing strange things outside the King's Capital, do you know Master Lydiana?

"Weird stuff...?

Leave the two of them still stuffy and talk to Tillis.

I was curious about the story and asked her for details.

"Specifically?

"I just asked people in town, too, if anything malicious or harmful approaches the king's capital, they get warnings and attacks from something they don't understand. There are no dead people out there, and only bad people are harmed, so it's not that much of a problem, but it's still quite a rumor."

"Heh..."

"It seems that some people may be the patron saint of the king's capital. He manipulates the language, but he doesn't seem to be a person, and no one has been able to clearly identify him yet."

"Hmm... you have that"

"If only the bad guys are harmed, they seem to be leaving the security stuff behind."

"I don't know about that, but I don't have time for security, and I can't help it."

I frowned at the word abandonment, but certainly, if the damage was only to the bad guys, they wouldn't have to bother to investigate until they divided the numbers. Only for now, though.

Next time I was determined to ask Fried if he knew too, he finally settled down, and Marianne and Charles returned to their seats.

"Are you okay?"

When I hung up, Marianne nodded with a strangely filled look.

"Yes... I apologize for the disturbance, Master Lydiana. Thank you for your cooperation. Thank you again in three months"

"... I don't mind if that's about it"

You can get a picture of Fried, and it's cheap as a consideration. Nodding with that in mind, Marianne and Charles began to talk about The Watch Society Gazette with a delightful face.

"Gazette?"

"Yes, it's the Gazette. The meeting is scheduled semi-annually. We're going to share a lot of information with our members."

"Wow... Sounanda"

"I will also give you a sample magazine to Dear Lydiana, if you don't mind, please do it"

"Oh, thanks......"

I thanked him even as he was drawn.

- Gazette, is there even such a thing? Horrible.

I just wanted to say that I don't need a sample magazine or anything, but I'm also afraid that I won't know what it says, so I will thank you for accepting it.

She said she didn't want to know about the existence of the Gazette, as Marianne reminded her to say.

"Dear Lydiana, do you remember the masquerade? You joined us once, didn't you?

"Huh? Yeah. Well, I remember that. What's wrong with that?

You can't forget. I can't say it out loud, but it's where I meet my husband.

As she snorted, Marianne said, lurking her voice a little.

"I'm talking about the lords that Master Lydiana said she wanted to see. You know, actually, I was very disappointed that you stopped showing up at all since then, and the girl you were after."

"So?"

I wonder what Marianne has to say. Strangely tilting her neck, she said more subtly, "That's -"

"A few months ago… yes, just after the marriage of Lord Lydiana and His Highness, we began to show ourselves again"

"Huh? You're lying, aren't you?

Hearing Marianne's words, I didn't think, I was surprised by the vegetables.

Because that's never going to happen.

The masquerade will be held late at night, but not once since I got married, even on the night Fried slept away from me. When there is no moon, there can be no night without him, because he always holds me, and he does not hold anything, because he sleeps in his arms about me.

So I found out that the man Marianne said was someone else, but I couldn't forgive her for wondering why she was pretending to be Fried and that was...

- What do you mean? Imitate Fried, what the hell are you going to do?

Fried, when he was at the masquerade, had he not mentioned his name, had changed the color of his hair, and even the tone of everything.

For whatever reason, it's to make sure you never get to know who you are.

Prince Wang can't be known to be coming to the masquerade. In his case it was unavoidable participation due to various circumstances, but he seemed quite careful with his remarks and attitudes.

Is there someone who's imitating him now?

I don't know what that means.

He's wearing a mask, so I think it's possible to do something to make him look somewhat alike if he only makes him look like his body and shade, even if his face isn't alike, but I really didn't understand what the person was thinking and trying to dress up as someone who was already gone from the social world.

"... Marianne. Can you tell me more?"

"Well! Master Lydiana is still interested!

Garlic and Marianne laughed.

"Lydiana was the only one who showed interest before you got married. I would definitely love to hear from you and have purchased plenty! I can't say anything, but please ask what it is!

"... thanks"

It's a good way to put it, but I thanked you. Marianne's information is not insulting. Tell me why you're telling me. As much as I could ask, I wanted to ask.

"So? Is that person really who he is? Originally, who could be anywhere? This time, is there any chance that someone else is replacing you?

I can assure you it's definitely someone else, but I just can't say that. For now, I wanted to make sure that's what you think around.

"Right...... I'm asking you a question about who you really are, but at least that's what it seemed to be perceived in what I heard. In the same gentle tone as before...... oh, it just seems that unlike before, it no longer means anyone. Talk to me and say goodbye if you didn't think so much. Instead, if you like it, you're invited to it several times in a row. In the meantime, the woman you were dealing with said you felt as if you were dating. Just be nice among your friends, and respond to conversations happily, unlike before."

"Well... it's a conversation. I wonder exactly what we're going to talk about."

You can't fool my Fried and stay calm when you hear he's feeding a woman. Encouraging the story to continue while suppressing the anger that engulfs it, Marianne said.

"Mainly, the women just talk. He said he would be particularly happy to hear about crap, stupidity, etc. I don't go out there with women, so when you say stupid, it tends to be inside you, right? It's so much more popular than before that they don't even have a bad face to talk about."

"... it is."

At least it doesn't seem to have a bad reputation, and that's all I was horrified about.

It seems easy for a man to listen to a woman, which is actually quite difficult. Just hitting the gavel pisses me off that I'm not "listening," and weirdly enough, the day I said it in my opinion, I'm in a bad mood that I'm not asking for that. It's hard to adjust.

At the point that I'm doing that well, I guess the guy dressed as Fried is a pretty good communicator.

- I wonder why such a person would pretend to be someone who disappeared from the social world.

Freed, in particular, was totally hiding who he was. If you never wanted them to know, the area should have been thorough. So no one but me knows Fried was the youth of the example. (Except for Glenn, who seems to have been the planner)

I didn't know why I was replacing someone who didn't have any flavor.

"I wonder... what kind of woman he's inviting?"

I'm talking about Marianne anyway. I would also be grabbing information around it. That's what I thought and heard, but it seemed right. All the names that came out of Marianne's mouth were the ladies whose fathers held high titles. And they're all quite beautiful.

The man, when he sees one lady, then invites the same lady in a row for a while. After a few beds together, they moved on to another courtier, but the manipulation was excellent and no one seemed to resent him.

It was for a short time, but it made me dream good. Do you think they all just say it that way and envy the next young lady to be seen?

"Hmm... I don't have any particular problems or anything"

I follow the rules and attend the masquerade. No one resents you. Really, I just look like I'm enjoying the masquerade.

... except where they are taking turns.

"What did Master Lydiana think of him? You've actually met him before."

"... right"

I thought a little bit.

The past I asked Marianne and went to the masquerade is undoubtedly my black history, but because of it, I'm happy now, so it's quite a complicated feeling.

But the impression of Fried?

I remember desperately the first Fried I met. Sure...

"You've got a line of words that just itch. I remember thinking I had goosebumps."

"Huh..."

Marianne goes out of her mind.

Yeah, yeah, I was.

The first time I met Fried, in a polite tone, said so much about verbal complaints that made my spine colder.

I just wanted to lose my virginity. I remember listening to it half the time, thinking it was depressing and annoying.

I didn't know the Law of Men and Women, which is also common sense in Wilhelm's social circle with my father's rape plot, and I was breaking all the practices that I would have to follow if I were normal with all sorts of things. But he fell in love with me at first sight. It just seemed so novel to Fried that he didn't give a shit and took me into another room and crushed me for the first time. Besides, keep your mouth shut and put it on until you have an omelet called 'Wang Hua'.

At that time, I was already unconscious and in love with Fried, and it wasn't a problem because I had an och that it was actually between fiancées, but normally, it would have developed into quite a big problem.

... That was a horrible incident.

"You didn't come true for Dear Lydiana's glasses," Marianne said sadly, nodding deeply.

"It is said that any woman falls if spoken to by her. After all, Lydiana only had Prince Wang."

"Uh... yeah"

In fact, it is very, but I cannot say that it has been given lightly, that it has been identified the next day, and furthermore, that it has been taken to the engagement ceremony the next day, so I shall keep it dull appropriately.

It wouldn't be a lie because we're together in the sense that Fried dropped us.

Laughing deceptively, Marianne took a hotter breath.

"I'd love to meet him, too. Master Lydiana doesn't seem to be the same, but she's a wonderful person that everyone admires. I think it's okay to have eye care once or so."

"... I don't think it's funny to go to a masquerade."

In fact, I was floating around, eating everything in a sweet corner. I don't think I'd ever want to go there if it weren't for errands, but Marianne seems to disagree.

"Master Lydiana could say that because she had met that person. When again, I might be gone, so what's wrong with wanting to see it even from afar for once......!

If you say so, I can't say this any harder as I've asked Marianne to "see the rumors about him".

I had no choice but to say something that I didn't even think would be enough to maintain my eyes.