I'm not going to be able to hide it through forever, and I'm not willing to. There are people who have to give answers.

"Father, would you mind now?"

Home study, visiting a place where my father would be doing his job as the Lord, knocking on the door. There was Jill beside me, with a slightly stretched look. I'm sure my face has a stiffer look than Jill's.

For the first time, I try to push my point through. It's not a period of rebellion or anything, and it's the first time it's been the biggest rebellion for my father. I never broke my parents' words. There's only one thing I can't give in.

Still, I knew my father would reject me, I'm afraid. If you get angry that you can't do it without an expression, your legs may dull. You may want to escape.

But this is all I'm not going to give anything away. I won't let you deny my thoughts and Jill's.

"Oh, come on in"

I hesitated only a little to the voice I heard coming from across the door, but still I decided that my will would pierce. Jill is ready, too.

Open the door, in the study. If you show your father to walk next door instead of following Jill, his burning red eyes will narrow slowly.

As we shall see, so as to question sincerity.

Nor is my father dull, you can imagine what happened to me and Jill's brewing air right now. eyes that add a little bit of insurance to the evidence. My body shivered just because I was shot through by a burning red on the verge, but Jill stroked my back softly, making it just a little easier.

"Dear Verph,"

"Don't tell anyone."

As I expected, my father must have guessed everything. Block your voice from dialing it in a low voice, poking your gaze at Jill that reminds you of a sharp blade.

A harsh and ruthless tone without a particular island, unlike his always gentle and gentle father. But Jill, without knowing it, stepped forward of me and relative from the front with his father.

"No, let me tell you something. Me and Liz are thinking about each other."

I didn't want to leave Jill alone, and I begged my father's eyes.

"... please, would you please acknowledge our friendship"

"Honestly, there's no reason to snort."

I assumed that, but still it's painful to actually be rejected. If you hold your fist, and only look away and stare at your father, a deep sigh will sound in the room.

"... you guys, since when?

"The other day."

"Ha... I thought Selene and Cecil were hiding something. I knew it was like this, but when I saw it, I couldn't say anything."

He looks a little tired holding on to his forehead, saying they hid it on purpose. Mother, Ruby, and Cecil, you didn't tell me. That's why I had more time to train, and this is how I could come and say it from myself.

... because the two of us wanted to declare, rather than be informed by others.

What did my father think of me when he was ready to stare straight at my father, his tight eyes immediately turned to Jill even as he turned a slightly puzzled glance at me.

"Jill, I stabbed the nail, didn't I?

"Father, this is on my own initiative"

"Liz shut up.... you know what I mean, right? Naturally, you're ready for that, aren't you?

It was exchanged between Jill and his father, a promise.

If I don't cross my father by the time I celebrate my seventeenth birthday, I won't admit it even if I think it through.

It was arranged between the two of us. That stands now with strong restraint. Father won't be willing to give in either. I can't believe that a father who kept his faith going admitted enough to consider entrusting his daughter to him.

Jill, too. Also, that's understandable. With a sincere look, I'm taking my father's gaze head-on.

"Yes. Give me Master Liz. No, give me Lisbett-Adelchan."

Jill says it out without precipitation with a voice with an unwavering will in the softness at its core. As an oath, not a plea, he seemed to be poking that word at his father.

"You think I'll honestly accept that?

"I'm sure that's why you have an appointment with Master Velph."

"I didn't know you were gonna beat me."

"If you don't try, you won't know."

The usual serene smile is not in Jill right now. The provocative dialogue, the powerful voice and the unmistakable eyes are more masculine than Jill has ever seen. I will stand next to Jill and hold hands if I don't let Jill stand alone too, who can't shake his will to challenge him knowing that he will be robust and hit a huge wall.

Seeing him like that, his father had a strict face on this one for a while, but eventually he would leave his back on the couch where he was sitting without strength. Hold him down to grab his face with your palms, sigh. My father, throwing his body out on the couch like he was tired, had an atmosphere that seemed just a little lonely.

"... why are we all aligned and acting the same? It's my repetition."

"Father..."

Oh, well... Dad won the right to have his mother as his daughter-in-law in a duel with his grandfather, didn't he? My father also had a feeling that I couldn't give in, and his father was hostile to his grandfather. And I won and welcomed my mother as I wished.

What I'm doing now is similar to that. It's the difference that Jill is challenging his father, not from me, but it would still be the same thing.

I'm sure right now, behind my father's brain, it overlaps us with our past selves. Trying to push through an unforgivable love, with us.

Please, and bow your head. My father eased his eyes only slightly to me, who broke his hips deeply, and then woke up from the couch to compare me to Jill.

"As an individual, I also want to make you like it. But as a nobleman, I don't want to admit it as a parent. Well, it's ironic how my father feels now."

A father who scratches his head with hesitation and confusion on his face.

Your grandfather, maybe, was the same. It may have been unforgivable to be chosen for someone different, not someone you admit you chose.

What makes your father and grandfather different is whether you made a compromise there or not. Whether you gave Jill, who in a way is like a son, one hope.

"I won't admit it easily. Let me get over it."

"... Your will"

In response to words squeezed out in a bitter voice, Jill offered a compliment.

"... Your father still wouldn't admit it"

After the study, I accidentally zero in on things as I imagined.

I honestly expected this to happen, and if it wasn't, it would have affected Jill's holding. Father doesn't make it so easy to overturn what he decides. That's why Jill was working so hard, too.

Jill smiled bitterly at my words, clapping her shoulders gently stroking my head.

"No, I don't even know what it feels like. You're not convinced to give your daughter, whom you've raised dearly, to a man like me."

"Jill is a fine man! I admit it."

"Hehe, right"

This is all I have to give way to. If I inflate my cheeks, I will rub my cheeks in love and lift my hair up a room and mouth Jill. If someone else did it, even Jill would do it gracefully if it was a playful trick, and a gazing grin would be directed at me alone.

I still kept it from time to time for Jill and even thought I wouldn't be familiar with it for the rest of my life. I feel tempted all the time.

"… necessarily win the right to be next to you"

"... yeah"

Because I believe that word, I said nothing more and just smiled softly back at Jill's grin as well.