The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

There's a stranger at dinner.

Seems like the last time I got to my seat was because I wanted to refresh myself and bathe because I went away.

The stranger grinned as I got to my seat, turning this way.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Louis' brother and Prince Wang's Nathan. My father said he couldn't deal with everyone for a bit, so I came. Greetings."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Leticia, my wife of His Highness Clark. Best regards,"

His Majesty still doesn't seem to be feeling well on his hips. It will still take until it heals because it is tight hips.

They couldn't leave their guests alone, and Prince Wang himself was to be entertained.

"You don't have to worry so much... we're not even here for work, so don't worry. Lord Louis is here, and not enough to invite His Royal Highness Prince Wang..."

When Master Clark said he was sorry, Prince Wang laughed luxuriously.

"No, no, that's true, but because Louis is taking care of you. Don't worry about me because I simply wanted to see you. Tomorrow I won't accompany you to dinner, so we should all relax."

Apparently someone who understands the story.

"Some people seem nervous about eating when I'm around."

Prince Nathan saw the briar child, but the briar child was not the other way around. He looks at the knife and fork alternately and blues his face.

I followed the Brit's feet with my own feet so that Prince Nathan would not find out.

"Hia! Well, well, well, well. No coarse phase, no coarse phase..."

It doesn't look very okay.

Looking bluer in the face, and seeing the cataclysmic shivering Brit, Prince Louis put out a helpship.

"Hey, do it with the Brit. It's gonna be okay. My brother doesn't care about small things. No problem enough to drop or crack dishes."

"Wow, I won't break it!

I didn't deny the part about dropping it, but the british child's tremor stopped when the words seemed somewhat brave.

"Yeah, yeah, it's okay because I don't care. If you tremble too much, I'd rather... Mm-hmm! It'll be tough."

... I was about to say something I obviously shouldn't have said right now.

As proof of that, he does not distract himself from the busty breasts of the Brits.

"... thank you, sir"

The burrito, with his frigid eyes, thanked him. In the meantime, Prince Nathan will not lose his sight.

My brother doesn't have eyes on his chest.

You'll see. Something that only stares at a single point in a Brit's chest.

Prince Louis raised his mouth.

"So I hope you're relieved"

"What do you mean!

I shouted out unexpectedly and look at Prince Nathan to see how he was doing, but he never looked at this one.

"Oh, I want you to feel safe. Now there's only one thing I'm interested in."

I guess the words mean it. I haven't braced ahead of him since earlier.

I wonder why. You should be comfortable with what you say, but it doesn't fall to your heart. I'm sorry you didn't have a chest. No, there's one in the crowd. The burrito is just unusual.

"Nevertheless, good tits...... great......"

"This is the first time I've seen it so magnificent..."

The burrito tried to get a little out of sight or hide his chest with his arms, but thanks to it he was even more excited.

"Oh! One more sound!

"Sexual harassment is terrible! Pervert!"

"A reward! You can say more!

"Hey, your brother. It's always like this. ⁉"

"Unfortunately, this is always the case. Born pervert."

Prince Louis told him to give up and start eating first just for himself. I get my hands on the meal, thinking it's a loss if I care too.

"Les, letti......"

Master Clark is blushing and looking at us.

"Oh, I think I'm just fine..."

I was focused on my meal because I wasn't happy to be told while it lit up.

I would ask you not to say anything that would put salt on the wound.

That night, I heard a scream from the Brit's room.