Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu

There is a heavy and heterogeneous air in Mary's remarks.

Still, some of them seem courageous, as one of the reverse harlems slowly approaches and eats against Mary... but still calls out "Miss Mary".

Hair and eyes with a neat face and vibrant shades, however, such as "the prince of righteousness". Certainly a man with a gentleman's attitude, a soft eye and a polite attitude that doesn't break against anyone is popular, and there's a shiny side to calling the main character (Lillianne) "princess", both in the game and in practice.

Looks like he said he was terrified, but broke into conversations with Mary and the others, he held Lillianne to peel her off the guinea pig. "Yikes," the lovely Lillianne's voice goes up, but the look on her face is like, "Don't take me away!" She sighed that Mary was frightened in her heart.

"Miss Mary, is that too rude of a boulder now?

Lillianne, who switched early, looks up at him with a troubled look at the words of a man who blames Mary with a gentle voice. Help, but I guess that expression stimulates a man's desire for asylum. The men's eyes are enlivened, and the other men rise, wondering if they can be taken away.

Mary, who saw it, actually sighed, not in her heart this time.

A man who wants to protect a woman is splendid, I think he has a splendid temper to be trusted and brave. But if you make a mistake, it's only a foolish mistake.

"Oh, I wonder what disrespect means."

"It's an earlier word. I think that's too much of a word for her, boulder."

"Really?

Mary pays for the hair on her shoulder when she says she doesn't even have a tight gaze and, on the contrary, doesn't care. In that obvious attitude, the foolish prince wrinkled slightly between his brows. I suppose you want to say that this attitude is too much for your eyes.

- Inside, Mary says, "Here we go, Villain Lady!" I'm excited, "but there's no reason for anyone to know that. If anybody's here, they're going to say," My lady, you're alive, "but Hate and he's not here.

Did Lillianne rub even more against Mary and the Prince because he thought he could fight Mary? Guidus, by contrast, is the end of controlling the Prince "calm down a little" on the contrary, and certainly wouldn't even have to put it on the balance if you tried from Lillianne.

But in this situation, if you think calmly, Guidus is more right.

Anyway, it's not just Mary Albert we're dealing with. No matter how many students live like one and don't boast about their family, Mary is a Albert family courtier, trying to be witnessed with a lot of follow-ups to a crying courtier, willingly listening to classes when she does and in management.

My own country, of course, has no home to beat in this country. Even if Lillianne is right or the prince is right, the Albert family name overrides everything in this Eleciana school.

"A common woman who can only serve a man has called out to this Mary Albert without saying hello. It's not the behavior of a man of honor to say a word?

"No, she..."

"A common woman to me, though she may be a princess to you. Besides, this is Eleciana School, don't you think it would be degrading to go to school if you didn't know it?

I glance at Lillianne chilly, and Mary runs out.

But the fact is, this is Eleciana School. If I say so, a reduced version of the aristocratic world. It is still a pattern-oriented school attended by noblemen and luxurious sons and daughters. Lillianne, the common man, is at the bottom of the curst, naturally, but at the top is Mary of the Albert family.

In my capacity, there is no way that I can speak out in peace, nor is it acceptable because I am serving a man to say the least.

Whether he guessed what Mary was trying to say, or remembered the essence of Eleciana School, the prince took a small breath. That's how I can swim my gaze, because I compared my own family to that of Mary, like a nobleman. No, because you thought there was no need to compare it?

"Well, that's... sure, it is..."

"I'm glad you understand."

Good, Mary pushed through with an unspoken tone, and smiled deliberately, gazing at the other men.

They also stopped at the weight of the Albert family name, trying to shelter Lillianne at first, and were trying to hold Lillianne by themselves, shaking her shoulders slightly as Mary glanced at her chill.

"And I don't mind if you guys join the story, but could you name it before it? I don't know your names because I'm an international student."

I don't know you guys.

For this Mary Albert, it's not worth remembering the name either.

If you sue so darkly, everyone turns away at ease.

Breaking through such a painful air was Lillianne's footsteps as she ran away and then the footsteps of the men chasing her. Mary shook her shoulders deliberately, laughing with her nose, "I don't like it, it's lame," to a haste that didn't want to resemble Eleciana School.

The manipulation, is precisely that of a prized lady. It also represents a personality I hate by the time it's stunning.

Whoever saw it was a convincing villain, I wanted to show Addy... and Mary gracefully paid for her shoulder hair while sending a compliment to herself inside.

Thus, once again, the surroundings were still filled with sin and tranquil awkward air. I wonder if a few of them are out of the room because they couldn't stand this air?

But Mary, unchanged, kept her hips down on the chair, and flat, on the contrary, took the book out of the bag as if nothing had happened and began reading. If you don't have a stepfather after Lillianne, you don't have a stepfather who cares about this very painful air and leaves the room.

When I dropped my gaze on the page I opened to say so, the only remaining guinea pioneered my gaze at the parfet.

"... Parfet"

"Dear Guidus..."

We have something to say to each other, and I guess we are still hesitant to let the air on this occasion put us in our mouths.

Staring at each other with a bewildered look is just like each other. Mary sarcastically said in her heart that it didn't look good on her.

"Parfet, I'd like to talk to you for a moment..."

"Uh, yeah, I don't mind. Oh, but..."

Chilla and Parfett turned their gaze to Mary. I'd like to talk to Guidus from her mood, but I guess that's why you thought you couldn't leave Mary on this occasion.

That's why I open my mouth with a word to Mary...... and mug about remembering something. That's how I cry in my eyes with Zinwali......

"You know, there's no way I'm going to tell you the difference between who you are now!

"Dear Mary..."

"Come on, come on."

When I heard that, Parfet rounded out the moistened eyes for a moment, brightening up the papa and the expression. At least not limited to Mary, which seems to support her now.

Mary smiled bitterly as she took a small sigh of relief at such a palpable change of expression and turned to Guidus.

"Oh, that Miss Mary, I'm sorry, but with her a little..."

"... what?"

"Um, my name is Guinness Eldland"

"I know!!

You guys are serious! and Mary summoned, sighing at the other two, who were in what a crazy state. That's how we get to Guidus.

"I'm going to be reading a book here for a while."

To say, of course, "deliver it properly," Guidus nodded and returned whether this had passed on the boulder.

Thus, after a while of Mary's delay in reading, the figure of Gynath and Parfet appeared again, and the remaining students began to bother. But when Mary coughs up with Cohon, she gets frightened because it fits perfectly too.

Most of those who are still there are only wild horses, but only small objects that do not have the courage to speak directly to the parties. Those who are now determined to confront this matter head-on, including Karina, or those who have decided not to have anything to do with it on their own - and Mary would have liked to be in this category if she could - are just moving.

"Um, sorry to keep you waiting, Lady Mary"

"Oh, I wasn't waiting for you just to read my book."

"Oh, right... sorry, if I..."

"Oh, my... Rina!

Mary rushes to follow up on the parfet that brings tears to her eyes again. Isn't it the same beating weakness?

But such a pulfet didn't look like he was crying when he came back, and on the contrary, it even seemed a little sunny, so I guess I've at least had a quiet discussion with Guinness. Mary gets a slight relief when she makes a bad impression, but it turns out that Lillianne and her surroundings could be eliminated first.

That's how he stood up.

"Well, it's a little early, but let's head to the next class."

and encourage travel, naturally because they are unwilling to feed the wild horses any more.

Mary, with her parfet, tongued out in her heart at the gaze she was sent so often.

In conclusion, the parfet has been shaken by Gynath. He also said that he had offered to forfeit his engagement.

Still, the discussion between the two proceeded peacefully, and with Guidus bowing his head, who told him everything in his chest, he also decided that Parfett was ready to break his engagement.

"Dear Guidus, the bad news is that you've bowed your head over and over again."

"That's not natural."

"You can tell me anything you need to get in trouble, and you can hit me until you feel better."

"So, how many shots did you take?

"I didn't hit you! Besides, Lillianne understands the problems that Guinness has and heals Guinness. So now he wants to support her... I didn't even realize Master Guinness was bothering me."

Rather than resenting the divestiture of the engagement, Parfet can nod as he regrets his impudence. Even though they discussed it, lowered their heads, and finally took matters, the wounds didn't heal immediately.

Above all, the two of them were good friends, so I guess they even feel their own nonsense for not realizing their troubles. And by virtue of it, the woman who had interrupted it from the side slammed it, and at the end it was taken away, even more so.

Ha...... and wrinkled between her eyebrows as Mary looked at her on the side with a chill on the parfet that gave her a deep sigh.

Lillianne understands Guinness's troubles.

Anyway, she also has memories of her previous life, and I guess the way she's been doing in her previous life around falling all the guys. There must have been no need to worry for her, such as a less difficult guinea route, and it must have taken her to drop the guinea pigs out of the parfet.

I guess that's why we're going the reverse harem route, which is the hardest part, not just Guidus.

This route, which was not in the previous one, had the highest difficulty ever, enough for everyone to proceed to ask for an offensive site. Not to mention the difficulty, and the mistake of one option can lead to failure. Most of all, the difficulty on the contrary ignited the core player soul, and at the beginning and end of which some fierce men and even those who boasted that the number of plays had crossed a triple digit for their own harem end, roughly showed a far cry from the maiden game.

Whereas the difficulty can even be described as such livestock, the reverse harem end content

"All the men surround Lillianne, they do not dispute, they do not take each other, they are monogamous, they are polygamous, they are polygamous."

It was like extreme convenience. Everyone roughly appreciated the fact that the flower gardens also have some.

Still, a single picture (stills) with all the attackers in one place was promising, and the sight surrounding the main character was said to be the supreme one (stills) for those who enjoyed the game in a different hobby, not to mention for lovers of maiden games.

As a result, the challengers continued to follow, and the "little extra" available only for the reverse harem route had further increased the player's willingness.

Besides...... yes, definitely on the reverse harem end......

That much I remember, and Mary raised her face with Hatha.

It is clear that Lillianne's aim is the reverse harem end. Around it also skipping a settlement with Parfet, he relies heavily on his memory of the game to rush ahead with the offense.

What if her aim is' what lies ahead of Harlem End '... If it's aimed at what lies ahead of the end, so we're in a hurry to attack...

Isn't that just the barren story...... and Mary took a small sigh.

"Dear Mary, what is it?

Parfet speaks out strangely to Mary, who was circling her thoughts.

If Mary gave Hatha and I a face back to that voice, the class that had just begun would have gone a long way. Apparently he had been thinking about it for a long time, shaking his neck fully to the side so that Mary could erase the clutter. If anything else, it's not a joke yet, such as thinking about Lillianne and scorning her classes.

Now I need to listen to the class anyway, and when Mary turns her gaze to the lecture again, a good looking teacher - needless to say, he is also one of the targets of the offense - was yellow cheered by the girls students who line up the front after throwing up the sweet lines that they exchanged while explaining the little difficult jargon. Most importantly, it's already too late for Chilla and Lillianne to turn their gaze and wink at the end of that shitty interaction.

Most importantly, it doesn't matter if you don't scorn the class when it comes to him.