Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

A lottery is similar to fate.

"You're the one who's gonna pair up with me."

The white lottery offered has the number 7 written on it. And Isaac had a lottery with the same seven numbers.

Wow, I would look a lot harder because I'm pushing and killing emotions that But they don't seem to care at all, and they just give back their heels to try to take up the challenge in that seat over there.

(Eileen Lauren Dorthrish, or even though it's a hassle)

Fiancé of Crown Prince Cedric Jeanne Hermeia. Sooner or later, she will be queen of this country.

Knowing this situation, the fathers said, "Get close! That's why I'm putting you in an aristocratic school with stupid, expensive tuition!" I guess they're going to say, "but I don't want Isaac to do that. In the first place, in Isaac's view, the royal family shouldn't be as wealthy as it looks. He thinks it is better to invest in trade with foreign countries than in doing business with his royal counterparts, but Isaac is three men, so neither the title he bought nor the company has a turn because his brother will inherit it it. Then the role can only be such as to push the status of the Count Lombard family by entering his son-in-law as a member of the aristocracy.

"The challenge is to think about the country's trade deficit. Any opinions?

First of all, you're turning up the fever. That prince and his party's re-education, I almost said. It's because that Cedric manages to make speeches behind it about "manufacturing more money first, delivering it as a subsidy to people below a certain income, and the economy" or something.

(But you're talking about being pretty good as a crown prince with that, right? Doesn't look that way.)

"Hey you - Isaac Lombard. Are you listening?

To a strong voice, consciousness was drawn back. Oh, and return the vague correlation and answer the question.

"You shouldn't have to look for an alchemist to make money and make up for the deficit."

"It seems impossible from looking for an alchemist first, but assuming it was possible, I wouldn't agree with a policy that's no different from a tax hike."

Isaac blinked at the pale answer.

(... this guy)

Daughter of Chancellor Dorthrish. I do hear my brothers are excellent too. The impact?

I saw the first person sitting in front of me - Eileen Lauren Dorthrish, straight from the front.

"... what about simply covering the deficit with tax revenues?

"It's not going to be a fundamental solution. If you owe money for investment, you may still be - the Empire of Hermeia is strong in war, but weak in business. I can't even sell the deal I made because I just bought it."

"... the tea habit quickly took root here."

"Right. It hurts that I can't sell this cotton fabric just because I buy tea leaves. But this country is huge. I think there must be something. For example, a culture that's not there."

"It's too much mess. I haven't come up with a specific plan."

I was in a hurry after cutting it off in a critical tone. Rumor has it you're arrogant and tough. I thought it would be troublesome if the Crown Prince told me.

But Eileen nodded with an eyebrow.

"It is. That's what your brothers say."

……

"And I'm still not studying foreign cultures. In fact, I think there has to be something unique about this country that can be accepted outside of this country."

"... technology,"

Isaac said the truth when he realized it.

"This country has a lot of technology just because it's strong in war. Don't spare me military secrets, don't spare me that."

"You mean sell your weapons?

"No, we use technology to develop things better than ordinary people. Communication, for example. Railroad. There's a lot going on. If it is spread to the common people, there will always be necessities and new cultures. Take it before anyone else, export it. Shipbuilding technology can do business in countries beyond the sea."

Eileen turned her eyes round to Isaac's story.

It's like a dream.

"But it's the country's job to do that. Looking ahead for years."

"... right"

Eileen laid down her eyelashes for a long time. From that face, I think fuzzy Isaac.

This woman in front of you will eventually be queen. She's the one who makes the dream come true.

And this woman is properly aware.

Russia, I was interested.

(Hey, isn't this woman pretty much doing Crown Prince Cedric's feat?

While I was putting the assignment together, I had that question. As soon as I looked into it, I knew the answer.

"You, come on, think around a little longer."

"What do you mean?

After the assignment, Isaac, who had a lot of opportunities to talk about something, one day spoke to Eileen, who was having lunch alone in the shade of a tree.

"School festival stuff. Change it on your own."

"You won't make it with that. The Emperor and his wife are very kind at the school festival."

"Boy, are you serious?... I didn't know you had to succeed."

She doesn't affirm. But it tells Isaac to twinkle.

"Master Cedric is sweet, so you won't be able to say 'I can't do this' even though everyone's trying. That's why I said it. That's all."

……

"It's okay. Master Cedric told me you knew."

Is that really true?

(You, you're being used like a good person)

Isaac looks a long way at what he wants to say. In the fountain, far from the shade of the tree, Cedric seemed to have some fun talking to his friends. He's quite a gorgeous face, including Marks Cowell, who is said to be the future Knight Commander. I'm sure those will be the ones in charge of future national politics.

And of particular concern is the female student next door - Baroness Lilia Rainwers.

"... then fine. Can't you even look at me?"

Is it meant to be a twist, Lilia carrying a sandwich in Cedric's mouth? The next thing I know, I gave it to Marks, and Marks was turning bright red and shaking his head.

"Master Lilia grew up as a commoner, so her gaze is fresh and she learns. Marks also said he felt close enough to be protected to enter the archery of the sword."

"... well, that's a good thing"

I don't care about the chastity of those men or anything, but Isaac glances at her while she sits on the bench with you.

Eileen snapped with a small voice.

"... he said it was nothing."

"... well"

"What I believe."

- Don't believe me, it went out of my throat.

He's deceiving me. You, you don't know. What does the Crown Prince himself say about what you did for that Crown Prince? I'm in trouble with her, too, I can't believe it. She's been saying that for a long time, and I'll tell you from me, will you put up with it for a second - I know about you behind that, Irene. What a sweet word to push just dirty work. Brilliant two tongues. But I couldn't tell you.

Instead, her strength and smile switched.

"Have you been in touch with Jasper? The talent I've gathered, it must be pretty good."

"Ah, oh. Sort of."

"What do you say? Summarizer, will you take it on? I think this business would succeed if you were here!

I'm sure Cedric will blur that success too.

Grabbing his fist all the time, Isaac smiled. Even I can do this much belly work.

"Hey, I'll do it. The new drug business, it's going to be worth the money."

"Think about it for your country, a little bit."

"It's not a gala."

That's right, not Gala.

I can't believe I might be able to protect you for a little while if I were involved.

When I felt her gaze and looked up, Cedric was looking at this one. Only for a moment I thought it was because of my mind, I felt my gaze crossed - it was like a crossing of disgust and obsession.

"Eileen Lauren Dorthrish. I'll let you break my engagement."

- Thoughtfully, I punched my fist on the edge of the terrace. Exhale the breath you were packing and look up into the night sky.

"I'm sick of your mistake that I love you."

I bit my lip. At the venue connected to the terrace, he is obsessed with the sudden engagement breaking theatre of the Crown Prince.

"You set me up to be that way, I often say... Huh!

That winning face, plainly disputing arrogance. A great crown prince. It seems funny and not funny.

(Yeah, but I'm the idiot)

I noticed. I expected this to happen. Because I was closer to Eileen than anyone else.

Sometimes I thought I'd take measures. But I couldn't. Because Eileen liked her fiancée? No, it's not. I'm aware.

I didn't want to talk about it.

"Damn... why am I about to cry, this..."

- She didn't cry.

Until the end, put your spine down. Gracefully, without showing any serious faces.

Drink up the fruit liquor handed out as rude, and Isaac puts his forehead on the edge of the cold terrace.

(No, don't move in anger. The opponents are the Crown Prince and the Duke of Cowell family. I'm not an easy person to fathom)

Eileen's business will be taken away. The fifth tier face is firstly dismissed. At the time of the face-to-face meeting, the expression of contempt shown by that Crown Prince is the proof to the left. What about myself? Not from the fifth tier, but a nobleman who bought the title. You can stay if you ask - is that a good idea or a bad idea? Which is the best way to get that guy in.

(... They're playing this way. It's just like making fun of Eileen. Then you should make a fool of yourself)

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

She wasn't killed or anything. I was just hurt.

"... oh, but really, it's not cute. That guy."

Cry, disturb me, if that's what got me in my arms.

- Yes, let's hope in the corner of our hearts and make amends from now on for the sin of not taking measures.

Until the day when a man like that shows up, like he'll make her cry one day.