"Morning, Jared"
"... good morning, Olivier"
Jared, who revealed his past and even showed tears, fell asleep with Olivier in his arms.
It is too unconscious, and there is no such shame as spending the night in a woman's room, even though it is her fiancée.
Of course, I haven't done anything nasty, but it's nasty because there's a tickle I can't speak of.
"Sorry, I can't believe I fell asleep like that..."
"It's nothing. Because it was nice to see your weak side."
I think Olivier, who is slightly blushing her cheeks, also remembers the embarrassment.
I don't know how it went after I fell asleep, but when I woke up in the morning, I was asleep on her bed. Of course, Olivier was resting next door.
For the first time in my life, I was so surprised that my heart popped out.
More than that, I haven't slept defenselessly like I did last night, etc., since I came back to King's Capital.
Jared lived with much vigilance from the time he was placed in an internment facility, from the past when he was constantly subjected to violence as a vulnerable person.
The Oliviers are stained with the habit of being equally unconsciously alert to even Yennie, who has long admired me with his brother.
But Jared was different last night. Though I revealed how much of my past and spit out the emotions I was accumulating in my chest, I never thought I'd get distracted and fall asleep, etc.
Is that all you trust in Olivier? Or I don't know if she believes she won't betray herself or what her heart thinks.
"I wish I could, but if you don't like it, tell Yenny about last night, too. I feel a little sorry that I was the only one who could tell you about your past..."
"Okay. I'll find some time to talk to you."
"Thanks"
Yenny can't resist talking. That seems to me, no doubt, because I told Olivier last night about the past and he accepted it.
"Jared, your body is thin but heavy. Is it muscular?"
"Duh, how could you do that?
"You know, who do you think brought you to bed when you fell asleep?
"... Olivier."
"Exactly. I could have called Trane, because I tried my best to think that maybe she'd wake up."
Jared is not as heavy as they say. The flesh I've worked out and saved in vain is certainly muscular, but it's contained to such an extent that I don't know if I'm a looking combatant. Even the weight is lighter than the average of the same generation. Regardless, I understand that it may be heavy if I try to be a woman.
"And I've never had a night with a man before."
"- Hey, stop saying that, misleading way!
Jared panicked at a statement that would undoubtedly be misunderstood if the third party heard it with a red tide on his cheek.
The reason is still unknown, but rumors of nobility rush around as much as an electroluminescent fire. Even one of Jared's engagements with Olivier was supposed to have been a conversation between just four people, but it was a slip on each side.
Now if there are rumors that Olivier and I have spent the night together, it's important. No, I don't have any trouble thinking calmly, but I kind of don't like it.
I'm sure there will be no rumors unless Jared and Olivier say something else about last night, but there are other residents in this mansion.
"Good morning, Master Olivier. There were signs of being awake, so I let you in. - You were looking forward to last night."
Jared couldn't help but think because Trane, who suddenly appeared, said he was kidding with a full smile of what was supposed to be made on his face that was usually faceless.
Trane now has a sincere grin on Olivier, who has turned bright red like he was boiled.
"Congratulations, Master Olivier. How was your first experience at twenty-six?
"Trane, you're making a grand mistake!
"No, I'm not making a mistake or anything. Since Master Jared did not come out of Master Olivier's room last night, I was listening to him say that if this was... the voice of the rough Master Jared and the initial but glossy exhalation of Master Olivier could be heard in my ears"
"Definitely a dream! We had nothing!
Olivier turns bright red and denies it, but it's strange because he just seems shy and diligent to hide the facts.
Sure, our fiancées spent the night together. If you look only at circumstantial evidence, you can understand why you think it happened in the room.
But Jared doesn't have a rough breath or an idea of Olivier's exhalation. I also thought maybe there was something stupid going on while I was asleep, but I think it would just be different, especially since my body isn't weird. For once, I snuck up on the sheets to make sure they didn't see me, just in case.
"Soon it seemed like he was asleep and when he woke up it was a hallway, but not a dream"
"Where does that confidence come from? You must be dreaming because you were asleep!
"But there's no proof that it's a dream"
"... are you kidding me? Or are you having fun making fun of me? I guess that's what you were listening to, but if you noticed, you were asleep, so whatever you think, it's not a dream!
I can't ask what you're thinking when I see Trane returning to expressionless. Makes me want to take a look at it as if I might be really enjoying it.
"Master Hannellone said to take your time this morning. After the first one, it seems difficult to move... if you want to take a bath, both of you, please"
"Do that to your mother..."
Olivier holding his head, knowing that even his mother was mistaken just like Trane.
"Dear Jared..."
"Wow, the spear's pointing this way."
I'm sure it's not my fault I don't have a bad feeling about it.
"Good luck to you, Yenny, for tonight is my turn, and I expect so much from you."
"What am I supposed to do!?
No doubt Yenny means it.
I'm pretty sure Yenny misunderstands what happened last night, too, because she knows she's a linear cousin once she's guessed for a long time. And I would really be willing to visit you tonight. It would be a big deal if we hadn't solved the misunderstanding before then.
"In the meantime, I'm going to solve Yenny's misunderstanding!
"Do that for me! If I could, your mother's misunderstanding would be better..."
"Hannellone, I'll leave you to Olivier!
I can only think of the sight of myself being gently smiled at no matter what I say.
Trane stopped Jared trying to jump out of the room to solve even one misunderstanding.
"Please wait, Master Jared. This way, before you head to Lord Yennie."
What was handed to me was a single envelope. The sender was Berta Bartolam.
"Woman, it's a letter from"
"Why did you only emphasise women and say it?
"No, nothing special like that"
Liar, I don't do anything nasty, so I cut the seal on the spot.
The content was concise.
- I'm suddenly sorry. I want to talk to you about Raulenz. I want your help if possible. I'm waiting at school today.
It's a girly-like sentence that I refrain from beside Laurenz without wasting my time. The letters are good as an example.
I want to help you if you can count on me. Jared's schedule was set for today.