My Ex-fiancée Has Had Enough of My Cute Little Sister

After dinner with His Highness Prince Alfred, I returned home and told my parents about the wedding.

I told them that His Highness Alfred was concerned about Miri’s outburst the other day and decided that it would be better for her not to attend the wedding.

“His highness said that if we couldn’t convince her, he would personally tell Mirim about it…”

I also told them that His Highness had said that he could persuade her himself.

In short, Miri would be implicitly banned from the Kingdom of Albania by His Highness Prince Alfred, a sentence that would make both my father and mother turn pale.

“No, no, no, no. If any rumors were to come out that my daughter had displeased His Highness the Crown Prince of Albania, the future of our family would be in jeopardy.”

“The fact that Miri will not be attending in the first place is an embarrassment to the Arzel family…… But that can be dealt with by making up a plausible explanation. She got sick or something…”

There were trembling sounds from my father and mother when they started talking about how Mirim could not be there.

My father reminded me that His Highness Alfred must not intervene.

Of course,

Even so, it would be looked at strangely if his wife’s sister did not come to the Crown Prince’s wedding in the neighboring country.

If His Highness Alfred told Miri not to attend the wedding, it would be interpreted as a sign that she had a serious problem, and her character would be called into question by all the surrounding countries.

If it were to go badly, it might even cause trouble for the dukes that Mirim would marry into.

Of course, His Highness Alfred will not speak of Miri’s case, but it is very difficult to contain these rumors and make sure that no one will ever know about them.

“So, how do we convince Miri?”

“She is a sensitive and vulnerable child. She may start crying even if you tell her softly.”

However, Mirim is a child who believes that whatever she asks for will be accepted.

If you say something harsh to her, she starts to cry and does not feel like having a discussion with you.

My mother expects Miri to start crying, and I agree.

“That’s why I’m so nervous… I’m not sure if we can talk her out of it.”

“Father! Mother~! Oh, this is terrible! You’re leaving me out (sniff)…”

“””?!”””

We made sure Miri was not around and secretly discussing the wedding, but for some reason, she has a keen sense of smell in such situations.

It’s like she’s already read the fact that we’re talking in secret…

She is looking at me with teary eyes.

How should I talk to her now…

“Huh… Miri, I have something important to tell you. Sit down there.”

“Important… What’s important?

My father sat Miri down on the couch with a determined look on his face.

I wonder if he will be able to convince her, or rather, if he will be able to convince her… “

“Miri, you don’t like spicy food. So the party food of the Kingdom of Albania won’t suit you.”

Huh? What are you talking about out of the blue?

What kind of vision did my father have to bring up such a subject…?

“Forcing yourself to eat food that doesn’t suit you will give you a stomach ache. I don’t want to see Miri writhing in pain… So you’ll miss Charlotte and Prince Alfred’s wedding. I will inform them that you are ill.”

“…”

That kind of persuasion is not going to work, is it?

Well, the other day, when she talked about marrying into a neighboring country, she was able to get over it with this story.

I don’t think it’s a good idea to call a wedding with spicy food—

“Mu~u. Miri certainly doesn’t like spicy food. I will not attend Onesama and Alfred-sama’s wedding.”

“””?!”””

How? Is it really that easy to convince her?

That makes me worry about her future…

“I see, I see. Then—”

“Because I’m the one who’s going to marry Alfred-sama. Ufufufu.”

“””?!”””

Miri smiled and said that she was the one who would marry His Highness Alfred, as if it was a done deal.

He had not been able to convince her at all.

Not before that, though.

What’s wrong with you, Leanhardt-sama?