Is that it?
While I was talking to the three of you, I was surprised to catch signs of familiarity with my antenna. Unlike Chiaran's visit, I was able to capture him by the gate this time.
I felt better than in the morning and maybe it was because I switched the mood that had gone too far.
"What's wrong?
Answer the chiaran who asks.
Isaac's here.
Ah.
"What is Isaac...?
Chiaran understood that, but Max looks as if he knew him.
"Grandpa Noah."
I rethink the familiar explanation and ask back in a hurry after a moment of reflection.
"- Are you serious, Prime Minister!?
Max, it seems more important to visit the Prime Minister's house than the prince. I've given my name a few times, but I think I've been completely excluded from the list of people who come to us.
I hardly know Max. Even he seemed to get upset every time he got older.
Chiaran only had a lot of opportunities to meet in the castle or in private, and he didn't seem particularly surprised.
Did you make a promise?
"I was going to discuss the circumstances of yesterday's incident with you. My uncle was supposed to negotiate and have Isaac come to us. I didn't ask when."
"Maybe I came in the name of sympathy, so I took a ride."
That's what Chiaran thinks about my answer. I see. Chiaran is a friend of Max's, so he can make excuses to come to us, but the Prime Minister's solo visit without Tristan or his uncle is hard to justify. There's a difference in time, but did you get dressed to come with the prince?
This looks like an after-post reporting pattern that my uncle didn't pass through.
Maybe if I applied for an appointment for today's interview, my uncle would have turned me down quickly. I had a slight fever in the morning. I'm really fine now, but my uncle is still overprotective.
To the extent I can detect signs of approaching, I feel dull again, and I have no particular problems. Rather, it's better to do it as soon as possible.
It would be a shame to end my time with Chiaran if I were to mention it strongly, but either way, I would be a nuisance to you.
I'll send it to my uncle later for a no-appointment visit.
"See you soon?
Chiaran asks about me.
"Yeah, it's better to share information quickly, and I have a lot to tell you in the future. I'm sorry you came so hard, Chiaran."
"No, I don't mind."
I tilted my neck with a little thought.
"In the circumstances, should I stay with you?
"Oh, I see. Isaac must have come on the assumption that Chiaran was there."
Gladys Langley has nothing to do with yesterday's incident - even officially, there are quite a few people on the scene who know the truth.
Because it is an important hearing of the people involved in the big case that caused a lot of trouble in the country, it is impossible for the little girl and the Prime Minister to meet at Sashi or even the Lady of Lord Langley.
Not to mention what speculation would flow if most people who don't know the situation only knew that fact. I can't even see Zachariah if it leads to speculation.
It is difficult to talk about what happened when my uncle and other people were present. You dared to come at this time considering that area.
Prince Chiaran, a friend of mine, will be able to arrange a meeting in his presence and follow up as much as the Prime Minister agrees. It's more misleading than just the two of us.
We don't have any employees who would like to circulate inside information, but we've never been too careful. Some people like Noah.
"What about Max?
I know the answer, but I'll ask. I think I'll bend my navel through.
"Ugh... I'm... a pass."
Max answers very unintentionally, but without hesitation.
Well, I don't usually like fifteen to six students who don't have any position yet to attend a strict Prime Minister's meeting, no matter how much their friend's grandfather. What kind of punishment game is that?
In the first place, if you are the uncle who acts as guardian and principal deputy in the discussions between the prince, the prime minister and the great prophet, why do you have you?
Running away is the right answer this time.
After a while, the butler, Gerald, came to tell Isaac about his visit. After all, I didn't hear from my uncle, so he seems confused about how to handle it.
I was instructed to pass through the guest room immediately. I pretended to be the body that Chiaran told me about earlier. Oops... now Isaac's no-appointment visit is also the responsibility of Chiaran. I'll make sure to apologize to my uncle later.
Then we move with Chiaran.
Let me hear it later.
Max withdrew reluctantly to his room.
"Lady, in that outfit...."
Everyone panicked at me trying to face the Prime Minister flatly in my room.
You can't help but mess with him. I set up the patient today.
Easy into Isaac's waiting room.
"Thank you for waiting. I'm relieved that my friend Prince Chiaran will be here for the hearing."
"So long as we move quickly. I'm sorry I'm late because my job took so long."
Don't worry, Isaac will respond instantly to your appeal, as friends will accompany the maids who prepare for the entertainment. It was as if that was the plan from the beginning.
The way you breathe around here, even though you don't have a meeting, is still the age.
After serving tea, Isaac glanced at Jirori and criticized him.
"Insanity is as good as ever. A young girl dressed like that."
Chiaran won't fix it at all.
"You're the only one left."
"There will be Chiaran, too. To tell you the truth, princes are usually more problematic than prime ministers. Yes, Chiaran."
Stay in your usual tone and take a glimpse of Chiaran. It's a private place, so it's treated like a grandchild, not a prince.
"That's true."
Chiaran, who had seen more thin clothes in his bedroom, replied casually.
When I was a master of Douglas, I thought it was fresh to be treated like a child.
Isaac continued to smell as he unexpectedly began to adore her.
"Or did you give the advice you gave me in the library?"
Think for a moment, then grasp the meaning and calm down.
"--I forgot. I had a hand like that...."
Unexpectedly leaks a word to himself.
A few months ago, I ran into him in the library of the royal castle and discovered Demetria's hidden room.
Marry me before the world knows I'm a great prophet. The point is, fuck off.
"Advice?"
Anything.
Answer Chiaran, asking in suspicion, in a hurry and eating tone.
What the hell are you talking about in front of Chiaran, you jizzy!
Of course he knows about us. Because they're moving in the direction of abolishing the prophet's code. It's all an understanding statement.
That's certainly the quickest thing to do, but I just checked my feelings yesterday!? You can't do that!! I haven't even touched my chest muscles yet!!
No, no, but it's not a real problem. One of God's hands to solve problems at once!
But it's impossible for Chiaran to reach out to me all of a sudden. Then you're coming from me!?
How could Iron Man defend the attacking power of this valley?! Too much hurdle for a beginner!
To face the mountains, you need to be careful!! What if I'm in distress!! First, I'll get used to it gradually from around Mt. Takao, so wait a minute!!
Still, goddamn it, you yarrow! At first glance, I feel like I'm rushing inside!!
I didn't expect you to get revenge for that and this half a century ago by now.
If you behave yourself any more, Chiaran will find out. Am I in good repair?
Ah, this is what karma deserves!! But don't tease the sixteen maidens, eh, it's not very popular, damn it!!