I was taken to Bethenburg, in a room with a large, round table that seemed like a dining room, for dinner.

Bettenburg next door. And a seven- or eight-year-old girl with strange pale yellow-green hair tied behind her face.

Bettenburg said "conversations during meals are bad manners" and honestly it was so hard to stay because I didn't say a word.

Although I don't speak to her, she sends me a gaze like, "Who is it?"

I flirt with the necklace and see how it reacts, but instead of showing any interest, she questions my actions.

I try to get help from the maids behind me with my eyes on them, but they seem to be tempted to open their mouths during the meal without my husband, too, and look away to avoid me.

I stick to my dinner bread and sip the soup with the eggs floating, but it doesn't taste good.

No, the meal itself is delicious. Compared to Cyan, who prides himself on cooking, he is no less.

But her pressure is stronger than that.

After a while, when she finished eating them too, Bettenburg opened her mouth first.

"He is Lazareth, who will live with me from today on." Sophia, say hello to the lady. "

"... it's Sophia. Greetings."

Girl...... Sophia bows her head as she turns away from me.

I bowed my head and introduced myself, knowing I wasn't being seen by her like that.

"It's Lazareth. Well, thank you."

I give her my right hand and try to shake it but she ignores it and opens the dining room door and goes up the stairs a little further.

"Napa, you failed, Mr. Lazareth."

"... why didn't you give me a help boat?

"I told you. Private language is forbidden during meals. This is a family lesson that leads to the Bettenburg family from generation to generation."

"Is Bettenburg your last name? So, what's your name..."

"I forgot my name. Besides, I don't even have a wife to call, so it's an unnecessary long one, right?

Bethenburg laughs softly when she says so.

Sure, if there's no one to call it, it's not necessary, but is it so easy to break it off?

It would be all the more so if it was an important name given to me by my parents.

"Well, Mr. Lazareth. Let's come to this house and impose your first homework on you."

"... what is it?

"Sophia, I want you to be my friend. I want you to be as close as you can be to the same family."

"... are you serious?

"Seriously."

I was guided by a maid after that and solidified in front of Sofia's room.

I've hardly ever had one-on-one communication like this in the previous world.

So, to be honest, I'm not good at drawing the feelings of these same age girls.

On the contrary, it would fall into the category of bad.

"... go"

I exhale loudly once and knock on the door of my room.

Then she said, "Go ahead," in a lovely voice from inside, so when I opened the sweet door to your words, there she was, looking at this one with her sleepy eyes.

I'm not very familiar with the words I said, but if I were to analogize, would it be a guy named "Jitsu Eye"?

"Uh, good evening"

"... good evening"

"Well, why don't we talk about it, if you don't mind?

"... why me? If you want to talk, you should have someone close by who likes to talk to you."

"No, the... Then can you show me around this house? I just got it today..."

"Ask your maid"

...... Mata, Tsumetai Eye.

Doconiittemo, olehadarecanimitumera retail.

Cinebayi.

Kiereva, yi.

"... what? Mr. Lasalles, was it?

"Huh? Oh, yeah"

"Um... you looked terribly scared, are you okay?

"Huh? Really? I don't think it's always the same."

"... is that right?"

I feel uncomfortable with her suddenly worrying about why.

Could it be a witch?

... No, I haven't cured anything yet. So you can't even find out.

"... is that enough? I'd like to take a bath."

"Wait!... Um, would you like to be friends? No, the... Won't it?

……

After she heard the words and thought about something a little, she closed the twinkle door with a small voice, "Don't hesitate," she said.

A man who's been watching this whole thing talk to me about the weather.

"Hi, Mr. Lazareth. You look like my father, you don't have the desperate taste to dictate girls."

"... Bettenburg. My purpose is to be friends, not to want to be in love..."

"It's not like you don't want to be?

With this reaction, I was convinced and relieved that he didn't realize who I was.

He hasn't figured out who I am.

In case you find out who I am and it's a hand statement, there's no problem.

But her reaction gets to her nose.

If you don't realize you're giving me a bad feeling, I have to tell you from this mouth.

That is at least the redemption of the fools who took part in the war.

Even if this body is not me in the previous world, this sin will not disappear from me for the rest of my life.

Ah, Souda. Oleha Zaininda.

Saiyaku hikiokos, kenjasonomonoda.

"... you look difficult. What the hell are you thinking?

"Huh? Oh, no, I don't know... I wonder how my father dictated to my mother..."

"Oh. I did that guide, even though I knew it well. Then let's talk about the whole thing in men's water and show it to them!

Bettenburg lifts me lightly when she says so with a nibble and receives the toiletries from the maid, going down the stairs and across the cafeteria.

I didn't know I was at the Mercury family. I thought it was a little funny on a routine that turned out to be noisy when I hit it.

But at the same time, I couldn't forgive him anywhere.

It's been tried. Because that's what I was feeling.

So is the conversation in the evening. I'm being tested to see if I notice anything under him.

Unfounded intuition, but I felt those thoughts hidden in his eyes.