"From my sister, 'If you've got a contract, you can put it through to the hall'. Let's talk inside."

Follow Philia's words and enter the room.

Just now, start listening.

"Let's have a tame mouth with each other. Marcel, we haven't been informed of anything. From the beginning, please.

The following is a description of Marcel.

First, should I, Marcel and Nola, say, no, the Dufour and Rossi families? Anyway, we had an engagement nine years ago. I was twelve and Nora was five.

Since that time, Van Sun and I have been friends. I'm four more upstairs, so I guess I should say brotherhood. The Bigals and the Dufour were close.

The owners of the Rossi and Bigal families died in the Woodmell Games seven years ago. The two mothers had already died at that point, so Nora was taken over by the Dufour family and Vansan by relatives of the Bigal family.

I'm fourteen. It was shortly after I named him an adult. Vansan is ten years old and Nora is seven. Vansan was still in and out of the Dufour family. Nora is also still a child. We played like three brothers. Whoa, I was losing it. My fruit brother was two years old at this time, and now he's nine. That's why I didn't often get involved with the three of us.

Then four years later, now three years ago. When I was eighteen and Nora was eleven, Vansan named an adult at fourteen and inherited the house. Immediately after that, a relative who was his raised parent died. Since then, Van Sang has had a thinner relationship with relatives, and his interaction with the two-handed Kendo Yard and the Dufour family has become darker.

Earlier this year, Nola named her an adult at the age of fourteen, Van Sun, seventeen, who won a martial arts tournament, and I, 21, died in a duel in the fall, so to speak.

Marcel's explanation was communicated to the two of us.

"I understand the home environment and the background. Mr. Nora, Mr. Van Sang, you had a weak relationship with relatives."

"I have a story to tell you, but I don't know if I'm lucky enough to have any relatives with narrow shoulders in this matter."

"Well, it may be hard to say, please. Why did this happen?"

Marcel leaned over.

hesitating.

Before I could tell him how it was, Chiharu intensified his discourse.

"I have to convince you both to get your swords back. I'd like to make it easier if possible and leave you both alone."

When you make a contract, you can do things like telepathy, things like talk.

Thousands of earliest moments and the strength of Filia are immediately conveyed to Marcel as an image.

"I don't want you to get hurt, even us. Understand, Marcel."

(Okay. Because it's a contract not to cover it up.)

The tone of Marcel, who started talking, was heavy.

More than engaged, I'll get married one day. Next year, when Nora turned fifteen, the Dufour family thought. Both Nora and I were convinced of this.

Are you thirteen? If so, I am not a rounded child, can I explain?

I think I know it as a matter of fact. There's nothing worse about being a couple than being engaged. Nora welcomed an adult this spring, and yet there are no problems.

But Nora's body is still young. Even compared to the same age.

Women in particular would know very well that pregnancy and childbirth are life-threatening, right? You, Nora's mother, and Van Sang's mother, were killed prematurely because of the damage to their health. There's no rush, yes I was thinking.

... but Nora's thoughts were different.

"I'm an adult now. why don't you ask me"

Marcel's face, telling him that's what he said before the summer, was bitter.

We were good friends until last year. But from around spring Nola became grumpy and suddenly cried out more. I couldn't figure out why, but when I heard the words, I finally realized.

Explained why. I have health issues. There is no rush. Since we got married, I was wondering if that shouldn't mean officially.

"They've had a relationship with milk sisters their age since they were fourteen years old with each other. Even though it's still going on! Don't you just not like me?

That was Nora's word.

It was a pleasure. Nora was already an adult. I wasn't turning my mind there.

What was all the more euphoric was that I was surprised by the words and could no longer say anything.

At least then, if you were in immediate denial. I can't believe you don't like Nora. It would still have been better to yell and scatter. Now, I think so.

Since that night, our friends have cooled down.

Sometimes, I persuaded him. Because I care about Nora, or something. I sincerely think so, but you didn't trust me.

Sometimes, I tried to be slightly more forceful. But they refused. That's right, you're losing your credibility.

Van San, who knows nothing, visited the Dufour family, as usual.

"I'm going to a martial arts tournament, so could you two please have a second? Say so.

Nora, who was in a constant mood, made her face shine. I'm glad that's what I agreed to. In fact, if you join us, that's Van Sun, we have very little work to do. I was proud of my disciple's work. Van Sun, who has never had much of a look in the eyes of Yang before, gets his attention with this. It would also pave the way for birth. I was delighted from the bottom of my heart.

Nora was stuck with Vansan like a face to face, but she thought she had no choice. Anyway, I feel like I've lost my credibility. Besides, that tournament is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Vansan. I wanted to focus on the competition. You shouldn't be showing our discord. Don't worry about Van Sun. That's what I thought.

Now that I think about it, that was a mistake too. I think that's where you should have yelled and scattered. Nora missed me. You wanted to distract me. Yet my response is cold. I think I've confused you. Even for Van Sun, he wasn't the kind of guy who missed the championship as much as he showed off about me and Nora. Misunderstood Nora as a child, and so did Vansan.

Nora has been out ever since. I guess I was with Van Sun.

I'm fourteen years old, and I'm naming an adult. I didn't blame you because you're not a child.

After a while, Nola stopped coming home, the end of September.

October. Van Sun showed up before me.

"I can't complain about being slashed because this happened. I'm not even going to ask you to forgive me. I just can't help but apologize. I'm sorry. Whatever."

Nora's fine, that's all I heard.

When I was fine, that was Van Sun's answer.

I heard you didn't want to go home.

I tried to be hard to answer, but I said, "I'm not going home. There's no way you can go home."

That's what they told me.

Vansan wasn't the only one to blame. Even though I don't think about Nora's feelings and say I'll take care of them, no, I've actually taken care of them, and I think I've been honest with myself. But I haven't seen Nora as one of them. It's like I've been treating Nora as a doll. I'm sorry, too.

"I want Nora to be happy. The three of us are like brothers. Only how we wish each other happiness doesn't change. That's supposed to be it, right?

"But then, only Brother Marcel will have a hard time"

"I'm sorry, too. I'll take it all."

"But the face of the Dufour family. It's not just Brother Marcel's problem."

"Okay. I'll think about it for a second. I'll look for precedents."

The Dufour family is a house of etiquette. Easy access to datasets of typical precedents. I searched desperately. I was wondering if there were any good examples.

When there was iniquity in her fiancée, the first admission is the murder of a wife and a man by her husband. I'm just your fiancée yet, but for convenience, I'll be your husband.

You know that, don't you? It was the most common example. But this is definitely not the only way.

Others, resolution by money. I wonder if you know this, too, or.

But Van Sun, who has not seen the eyes of the Yang before, has no possessions. I can't use this either.

Trouble, but there was one way. Me and Nora are not married yet. I don't want to use the couple's case. I thought about taking the form of a duel, not as a couple, but as a lover.

Looks like someone had the same problem. I found a precedent.

"Two marriages are not allowed. True love is here."

That's what the challenger declares, and my husband gets a duel.

My husband wins the duel. Where I tried to stab him, my wife covered him.

"True love was there," declares her husband's side, retreating.

Winning a duel, "admitting I did it" from my side, keeps the honor of my husband's side critical.

My wife and I get the benefit of being "recognized".

I thought I could go with this.

I told Van Sang about the steps. Nora also said she accepted.

And the day of the duel.

As per the steps, things went.

Nora stood in front of Van Sun.

They said something, but you weren't right.

I can't remember the words, but I was shocked.

I remember that far.

If you notice, it's a ghost.

My body had already been cleaned up. I guess the witness did something about it.

Make a fuss when you get home.

I left a letter in advance so they could understand that it was "death by duel".

The problem is, the sword.

(That's why)

Finished, Marcel turned away from us.