Oh, I'm stuck sighing.

"What's the matter, sigh or something?"

"I was just worried about Carla because she seemed kind of unwell these days."

Kara and Emma peered in with a worried face.

No, I wonder if it was on the surface that much. A little embarrassed. And I can't believe you even sighed without realizing it.

Apparently, the partner issue was more melancholy to me than I thought it would be to myself.

To my apologies for making me worry, I honestly revealed my current concerns to both of you.

"Ha, nobility isn't hard."

"Well, we've never really cared about our partners."

Kara and the others say it's surprising, but yes, I think it's a noble thing.

"Doesn't Master Cristiane like anyone or something?

"What!?

I was vegan and surprised at Emma's question, which was rolled out too directly on the ball.

"No, that. I never thought about it."

"But you're not his fiancée anymore, are you?

"That's right."

"So, you don't even have a fiancée, do you? Isn't love free?

Is that right?

"Hey, Emma!

"Yeah? 'Cause Master Leo and other nice people are right next door, but it's not a waste. I think it would be a hundred times more fun to partner with someone you like."

"Dear Leo,"

"If Emma! Nobles aren't that easy! Maybe!"

Carla apologized to me for some reason that Emma liked this story, I'm sorry.

She still wants to go in and ask, and Guru pulls Kara to take her.

Looking behind me, I kind of felt like I breathed some fresh air.

Someone I like.

As we head to the library, we renege on our conversation with the two of them.

In the previous world, that concept was very familiar. In this world, marriage is what the house decides. My fiancée is someone who will one day plead guilty to me. I haven't really thought about that since I was free.

"Someone you like, huh?"

What would your father do if he could have such a person? Will you support me?

Many people at first looked at me with curiosity when I was no longer Lady Grecion's fiancée, but gradually I lost sight of that. I hear that there are some houses in this place that think about stretching their forefinger of engagement to a home that will remain as powerful as before.

Your father said you could be free, but until now, he's been full of desire to be a city marshal, and he didn't care about it.

"Someone I like......"

Again, I'll whine.

It was the faces of the princes who provided escorts.