Mochiron, Isharyōseikyū Itashimasu!

She suddenly appeared in the shadow of the perfect rose tree for my nap.

Beautiful woman with silver blue straight hair half up.

The color of the eyes is gray and large, bordered by beautifully pointed eyelashes.

It took a few seconds for me to realize I was Roland's sister, a friend.

She had set me up to ignore and poke demon props into a rose tree.

I know it's a recording magic item.

Apparently, it records the pond.

That's what I thought at first.

She shrugged her index finger in my mouth to shut up.

Well, shut up.

I was immediately surprised to find out that what she wanted to record was my friend Ramor and his girllike woman again.

Besides, I was also surprised that Ramor was sometime engaged to Roland's sister.

I'm a friend, but I don't like Ramor.

Because sometimes you're too retarded to be a conversation.

Roland can talk about being too smart and scared sometimes, but Roland can be more fruitful.

I didn't think such a smart Roland would make Ramor his precious sister's fiancée.

Moreover, Roland's sister has apologized for her disrespectful attitude when Ramor is gone.

There seems to be proper common sense as well.

They don't sell their flair to me.

And even tongue-beating.

What's with the tongue-in-cheek excuse?

Too bad she's a beautiful woman.

I said something strange when I asked why I was filming those two records.

It's like the future understands...... so it was a novel for women with the title of a joke that came out saying prophecy.

I thought you were kidding, but when you told me to read just the earlier scene because it was good, it said the same depiction as the earlier scene.

You're telling me this is really the prophecy?

She said she didn't have to believe it but decided to believe it for once.

And yet she told me I wasn't an important person in my life.

If I'd listened carefully, I'd say I was a man on a cloud, so no harm would come from it.

Hearing that story made me want to get involved in her life.

That's why I was forced to attach a promise to be my friend.

Roland is a man with an intelligent impression of a silver hair with gray eyes hidden in silver edge glasses.

You can be my alumni and call me my best friend.

I tried to tell Roland about being friends with her like that.

"To that kid and his friends?

"Your sister's funny."

"It would be. She's a beautiful, smart, proud sister."

Roland made a rarely full smile.

"I didn't know you were engaged to Ramor."

"... she's too smart."

Roland told me to turn off the smile and whine earlier.

"Ramor's house brought an engagement story with that kid for our property. My father and I disagreed greatly. But he said it would be easier to do diplomacy if he had the title of Ramor's house..."

Roland frowned regrettably.

"I was so shocked when she told me she was going to get this engagement if it was profitable."

Her face floated for a moment.

It's her face that doesn't look good on a beautiful face that's about to be seen cold.

"If there's anything wrong with Ramor, I'll let him destroy this engagement immediately..."

"Oh, that's why you were recording?

"Huh?"

I told Roland she was recording an affair scene in Ramor.

Roland has a bright blue complexion.

"Yes, what was my sister like?

"Oh... I don't know what to say..."

He looked as bad as he was masterful.

"He seemed fine."

I swallowed a lot and spoke up.

"Let's kill Ramor"

"Wait, wait, your sister said she was collecting materials to make sure Ramor didn't get what he wanted. You let your sister do what she thinks."

Roland screamed as he nodded with his head.

"I think of my sister's happiness best."

I've never seen Roland so disturbed.

I guess that's all my sister is adorable.

"Roland's sister, she's beautiful."

"... I will not condone you, Your Highness, if you get your hands on it"

"You even let Ramor get engaged?

Roland shouted remorsefully.

"Because I said that if that kid was going to be my wife, my helpful home would be good ~"

Needless to say I thought I had no choice but to laugh at Roland's first Ciscon.