"Are you going to marry me?
"You're not impressed with answering questions with questions. But I'll spare you the courage to respond."
Olivier assured me with a blooming smile.
- I'm not getting married.
"Why, may I ask?
"The reason is so simple. I don't like men. Of course I don't like women."
Olivier goes on to sing fun with a smile on his face.
"I don't like humans. Your mother and Trane are the only ones who forgive your heart."
"I felt the Duke of Alway cared about you..."
"I guess it's true what you care about. That's why I appreciate it. But if you ask me if I like it or not, I don't like it. Because it's my father's fault that I hate men."
Why, Olivier's smile turns away faster than it raises the question.
"It's understandable that my father would welcome a woman other than your mother to his wife for inheritance. But my father doesn't know how hard it was for your mother because of that. It was my father's fault that I felt so hard and sad just because my mother, who was gentle and caring and had a strong core, was in her normal room but couldn't have a boy."
Olivier's eyes were filled with frightening anger.
"My father didn't notice. No matter how much help I asked, I saw my mother, who was as strong as nothing, and I only thought my words to the extent of my child's bullshit"
"It's..."
"You don't have to force me to look for words. Because it is not uncommon for noblemen to argue between the front room and the side room, or to follow the side room where ministers and subordinates have power. Still, my father should have cared about your mother. I cannot forgive my father for increasing the number of side chambers and putting them in, saying I love him. That's why I hate men. I hate women, too."
Jared doesn't know what it's like to think of Olivier's mother. My mother, who gave birth to me, disappeared into childhood, with only a few memories. My grandparents loved me, but I'm not like my mother again.
I just found out that Olivier sincerely loves Hannellone. And that you hate my father, who didn't look closely at my mother.
"Do you remember yesterday when I told you that if you were to welcome me to the side room, I wouldn't be able to admit it?
"Absolutely."
"That's why I just talked to you. I don't want to think about it anymore. Though I do not intend to marry you, I will surely not be able to defy you if my Father proceeds forcefully. That's why I said, with all my disgust for my father."
"Tell me, then why did Olivier call me to the Mansion? If you weren't going to marry me, you should have left me alone. Master Hannellone was delighted to see me. Think I'll be saddened later..."
"You'll notice your mother. But it was also for your mother that I called you. Your mother will send a letter to my father without my knowledge. Everything seems to be just worrying that I can't get married. That's why I let you see me. Wasn't my mother more relieved than happy?
There was certainly more relief in Hannellone's face than joy when he asked me that.
My belated daughter finally brought her fiancée. I guess I was horrified.
"You are trying to do something about the impotence I have harassed you. I know it's not for me, of course, but I'll acknowledge your efforts and officially admit them to my fiancée from the fiancée candidate."
"No, if you admit to me as your fiancée even though you're not going to marry me, isn't that the problem?
"Oh, are you unhappy to be my fiancée?
"Do you say dissatisfied, your surrounding eyes..."
"- It's because of bad rumors. I'm sorry, but I didn't run the rumor myself. I'm not bad because my ex-fiancé candidates are spreading bad rumors about my stomach being harassed by me."
"If you're aware of harassment, Olivier can cause it, too!?
"I don't!
I just wanted to say to Olivier that I'm not bad, that the only thing with bad personality is rumors, right?
But it's not the bad rumors that concern well-known eyes. I wanted to ask if I could be recognized around as my fiancée, but it didn't seem to convey well.
Jared wonders what's best to do.
Olivier affirmed that she was not going to get married. Her will is stiff when she runs out saying she won't marry anyone, not just herself.
I can't say anything to myself, a third party, because my mother had a hard time because of her marriage. But I don't feel there's any other reason.
Olivier was hiding something more different from Jared, and she thinly felt unwilling to tell him about it.
"Yeah, well, more than you officially admitted as your fiancée, you're gonna have to live in this mansion like you promised, right?
"Are you serious?
"I mean it. 'Cause I don't regret not doing what I said when I made it so clear in front of my father and your grandfather. It's about my pride."
"Throw away such pride!
"I don't want to!
Olivier, who is resolutely unwilling to bend his opinions, is irritated but patient and breathes heavily.
But either way, if the Duke of Alway and his grandparents tell Olivier that he was recognized as his fiancée, Jared will be sent to this mansion as nature promised.
It was a one-sided condition, but it is also true that we did not dispute it.
Above all, my grandfather would never break a promise. My grandmother may sympathize with the development too steep, but she will still send it out.
After all, Jared doesn't have a choice.
"Okay. I get it! Then I'll pack up later, so make sure you're ready for your room properly!
"Oh, I'm surprised. Are you sure you want to live with me?
- Oh, my God.
"This? I don't know, if you're complaining, make it clear. Oh, are you shying away just because you're a Duke's maid?
"... nothing to complain about."
"Are you sure there isn't? You've been holding your fist for a while, but you're not gonna tell me you're putting up with frustration, are you? If you have a complaint, I'd love to hear it. I'm unconscious, so you can say whatever you want."
And Jared is not stupid enough to complain honestly when he says it.
I can tell if you talk a little bit about things that aren't of a whistle-blowing character, but sometimes just in case. I'm absolutely sorry my grandfather bothered me so much.
"What is it that a candidate for court magician who doesn't pull a step against a warcraft is afraid of a pretty girl like me who has no harm?
But everyone has something to say about limits.
I'm not angry, but, uh... my mouth slipped.
"What... woman's, child?
I rushed to block my mouth with both hands but it was too late.
"... Jared Murphy. I had no idea you were going to say a question about the word girl instead of complaining or complaining about me."
Shit, I realize I made a big mistake, but it's too late.
It's the smile that's on my face, but Olivier's voice is trembling with anger.
"Fine, fine. If you hadn't told me so much, it wouldn't have been enough without me. Well, let's admit I'm a little older to call myself a girl. But you know, women always want to stay young, mind and body!
"You know that!
"You may not know because virgins don't have a chance to deal with women, but women are as delicate as glass mechanics. If you don't pay attention, you're gonna get hurt, okay?
"Don't call me a virgin, be discreet like a noble lady!
"Oh, I wonder if you like prudent women. But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody. There's no such thing as a cautious ideal woman in reality, unfortunately!
I sincerely thought she was a nasty woman.
I'm not saying I prefer a careful woman, but I'm the ideal opponent. But I was shocked not to hear many remarks from Olivier, the same woman, that there was no prudent woman.
Jared, who is only sixteen years old, has never had any experience with a woman and has never made love. That's why I held something to a woman that I admired, even if it didn't even have to be a fantasy.
Jared's shock is immeasurable because they affirmed it wasn't clear.
Rather, I realize that my mind was like a glass worker.
"I know you dreamed a little about me anyway that there was something good about me that was different from the rumors, but she's a nasty bitch who's late and has a bad personality and mouth anyway. I couldn't hear you back, but you weren't going to marry me, were you? You must have been worried about how to say no!
"No, you know, I was gonna get married."
I tried to spoil Olivier, who became emotional,
"Liar!
Instead, it turned out to be counterproductive.
Olivier waved loudly as she rode herself out of the couch, making a noise and tapping Jared's cheek.