In the end His Highness won't let go of my hand, and I can't let go of the situation because I'm held tightly by my hand...... Even if he's the king's son, and there's no way he can handle it underneath, he's keeping his hands together.

If you look up at His Highness like you're in a bit of trouble, he'll come tangling his fingers with you if you don't let him go. You're the one called Couple Connections. No, I'll see my father already, so if you could just let me go, I'd appreciate it.

Well, it's about my father, so I know he looks like he's smiling, but I don't like being mistaken for weird. It's going to be a hassle.

When I left the library entrance and exit, I had no choice but to connect, and my father was waiting for us a little further away.

My father was shining his eyes at me and His Highness for coming out, but he realized we were holding hands and froze. His Highness frowns the moment he sees his father in His Highness.

"... So, Your Highness?

Why is Velph here?

"Your Highness, why are you holding hands with my daughter?"

Daughter, it was His Highness who blinked me to the word. I've looked at this one because I've told you it's true, so I'll make you snort with a bitter smile.

Did His Highness not know that I was not among the children who could enter and leave the castle, with red eyes that were still rare? Even though there are only family members in the aristocracy with red eyes. It's probably blue. Still, it can be cloudy or thin compared to royalty.

"I'm late for my offer, I'm Lisbett-Adelchan. He's Verf-Adelshan's real son."

When I floated the sales smile I had cultivated in my lifetime, Her Highness peeled off her eyes and then compared me to my father it seemed complicated.

I am somewhat like my mother, but I also inherit my father's characteristics securely. These red eyes are a remarkable example. While I find it quite disastrous in red like blood, I like that it would be reasonably good because it looks just like the color of Pigeon Blood, Ruby's highest quality.

"You can't escape from this next time. See, Dad, too."

"Ah, oh.... Your Highness, please don't run away from training."

"... I have no choice. Because he told me to."

Oh, you got it, good for you.

... Why is my father so surprised at the place?

"... there are no two words, are there?

"Oh, he says he will endure training and study!

When His Royal Highness, who hoisted his armpit, glanced at his father, he nodded and then gave him a slight grin. Right, smile like it's a little sticky.

Because it is a beautiful shape, it is also like that, but as for you, do you want me not to make fun of Your Highness? I have a feeling that one of them is coming this way.

"Liz, Liz wants to be a court magician like me, right?

"Huh? Oh, yes, well. That's why I'm here."

"My husband wouldn't like it if he wasn't stronger than me, would he?

"Huh? Huh? Are you out of line about something?

"Because it's good. Yeah, right?

"No, I don't care... I don't know about that future. Besides, even if my husband is weak, if I protect him, I feel good about it."

Or I wouldn't have a choice if I told my four-year-old I was married. Besides, the basics are that I assume I will inherit the Adelshans, so it will be a friendship or a political marriage...

My father is only going to allow me to marry someone he admitted to (because I'm so drowned), and I don't think I can do what I want right now. I was wondering if it would be better to make a pageant or something.

My father solidified for a moment in my response, but then he snorts his throat and laughs and sends a meaningful gaze to His Highness. Hey, Dad. Why did you provoke me now?

Yes, Your Highness.

"Wow, it won't matter to me"

"Right, my daughter prefers a gentle, calm, and riddled man. If you're wrong, you don't like to run away from training."

"~ So I'm saying it doesn't matter! That's enough, I'm going back to training!

Your Highness, who rode his father's provocation properly, swung my hand slightly abusively and ran somewhere. My face was bright red, so I guess I was too ashamed that my father made fun of me.

My father laughs joyfully when I send him a gaze to blame. Think of it as something else.

"Father, give me a break, really. What would His Highness do if he inadvertently raised the heat on me by some mistake?"

"I think it's too late, but I just encouraged it. What happened in there, Liz?"

"What... I just encouraged you."

"I'm afraid of my daughter's future because of you, my lord."

"... Your Highness has misunderstood something. His Royal Highness just seemed like such an object because occasionally I encouraged him. In the first place, a child's love will disappear immediately, won't it?

I'm not an idiot either, so I know Your Highness liked me. But that's like a suspension bridge effect. I had anxiety and troubles and there I was put in and occasionally solved them. So I solved it. You must have mistaken me for being attracted to me.

Therefore, I don't think it's possible that His Highness, who doesn't know much about me, will really like me first. Besides, she's such a cute bitch.

In the first place, I hardly ever get to see His Highness. It's not easy to see the heir to the throne, and I wouldn't bother to. The world you live in is different, and you don't want to get involved in trouble. We met only a few moments ago.

My father looks a little cramped on me, but I can't help it.

Sure, a return would be great if I got to know His Highness, but I'm more afraid of risk than that. I don't want to do such a risky thing, and I want to avoid using your Highness or anything like that as much as possible.

"More than that, Father, you can keep your promise, right?

"Ah, oh. I convinced His Highness."

"Thank you!

They flagged me weird because of my father, but my original purpose is to measure magic and test my fitness. It's only your job, not to dislike your Highness, but to be trivial in front of your original purpose?

"... Your Highness is starting to feel sorry for me."

My father held his forehead in a grand sigh when I had a vegan grin that I could gradually get to the bottom of my head.