Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

"Yes, no, I mean, I'm involved in all kinds of technological developments, but I'm not lying about Alice telling me she's around because of the information, am I?

I will pretend to be as calm as I can be. Ripples are created in small chops, mainly on feet put on foot water...... for the record. I mean, you shouldn't look like Mr. Crain taking the seat across the street.

Technological development by memory of previous life. A diagram of Count Granchez, who insisted that it was an ancient technique that the high elves possessed, was revealed and hesitated. - I mean, it's about me.

Back then, I was confined to a secluded, little educated setting. So that lie was valid... right. In the years since then, I've forgotten about that setting, and isn't it strange if I find out?

... Here we go. I'm not going to be hostile to Mr. Crain - and when he looked sinister, Mr. Crain laughed off at me not to worry.

"Given the importance of the technology you have, it's only natural to try to hide where it is. So I'm not mad at anything else. I'm just pointing out that the lie is uncovered."

"Ugh... sorry about that"

"He says it's good. More than that, I can't wait to see how Furyu starts to move."

"... I see"

We've revolutionized every field. I don't know what technology will be offered next and how I feel about expecting it.

"Even when I was conceding all my accomplishments to my sister, to the high elf girl, Countess. At the end of the day, even the princess was my sister-in-law. I was wondering how many sisters you're really going to get."

"Fun is that way!?

"Hmm. By the way, I'm betting on 48 people in three years"

"And even to the object of the bet! I won't add that much!?

"Heh, this number is a pretty reliable one. Anyway, in exchange for some information, Alistair told me!

"If you think it's some meaningful number, it's Alice after all!

You're definitely after 48 sisters in law. Because I don't make Sisters Forty Eight or anything, do I?

"But well... you went for such a big hole well"

"... Big Hole?

"Because normally think 0 people. Bet on a few of them."

"No, the other guys I'm betting on are mostly on dozens. Some guys are single-digit for big holes."

... Even though it is strange in itself to have more sisters in law, what do you mean by a single digit is a big hole?

"Um... what kind of eyes do I get from everyone?

"Sister Earl of Harlem."

"... Gu"

I didn't know it was really a common perception...... I think I'm going to cry a little.

"Whatever, I never mind going up on the surface stage. Even if it's me who interacts with you, I'm definitely happier about it. Just..."

Mr. Crain cuts his words once there and continues with a slightly more serious look on his face.

"To say you're going up on the tabular stage also means to say that's all the more enemies. I know you do, but be careful."

"Of course I'll be careful...... how do you put it, what is it?

"You... you know all kinds of things, you're missing out sometimes"

I was sighed out of my mind. I don't know why I don't know that look.

"... Yeah, what's up?

"Miss Claire told me, is Clarice here?

"Oh... is that Lily boy"

"... Lily?

Whoa, didn't you know it was a lily? I shook my neck sideways saying I was nothing, trying not to delude myself.

"So, what's wrong with Clary?

"... How well do you know Her Royal Highness Princess Noel?

"I'm Clary's husband, the First Princess. As far as the right to inherit the throne is concerned, the third cutter."

"... well. I'm not saying anything bad. You should be a little more interested in what you said, too, huh? No, really... huh?

Seen with pitiful eyes for some reason. No, well, sure, because I leave that to Claire. I may need more knowledge than going on the table stage.

"Anyway, Her Royal Highness Princess Noel must be careful."

"... that Her Royal Highness Princess Noel is going to give us a little kiss?

"That's what I'm saying. I'm not saying I don't have any idea. You would have supported His Highness Alberto, wouldn't you? That's when the power balance of the faction that you two have fallen apart."

"... are you two not close?

Exactly. I'm looking into the profiles of His Royal Highness Alberto and His Highness Princess Noel. But I don't know much about it. At least, I've never heard of you two being in conflict.

Is that why I was frightened earlier?

"I can't say we're close (,,,,,,,). And those who support each have a thing called Ments."

"I mean, what do you think those who support Her Royal Highness Princess Noel will do?

"Or maybe Her Royal Highness Princess Noel herself will be conscious of the things that support her."

I see - and I was convinced to hear Mr. Crain's line.

The fact that he was handled on relic territory. Even though I didn't care, people around me took it as a problem when there were people who supported me.

I'm just saying that something similar might happen then.

"... that's troublesome"

What's troublesome is that in this case there's no way to apologize. If you were as rude as Mr. Mason, apologizing for it would keep the other guy's mentions.

But this time, the Granchez family had too much power. I'm sorry we have too much power - or I can only imagine the consequences of oiling the fire.

I said, it's nothing but bad hands to switch from His Royal Highness Alberto to Her Highness Princess Noel... I wish I could balance it well.

What a thought, Mr. Crain cut out, "That's the next problem," he said. Patience makes me want to sigh to see if I still have it. "What is it," he inquired.

"The problem is Patrick."

"What did Patrick do again?

I look reluctant by accident.

"No, it's not. We caught him troubled in the city. And after interrogation, it was established that Patrick was the one who guided the case in the woods behind. Apparently, the purpose was to avenge you."

"Really..."

I thought it was thin, but I'm still shocked when people ask me that it actually is. Because I put my students at risk.

"It just doesn't seem like a mastermind. Looks like someone's manipulating him further back."

"... I see"

I wasn't too surprised by that. Because I've been thinking about that possibility since Patrick was asked if it might be the killer.

Anyway, Patrick got the hang of it. Without an information network, funding should be painful. Yet I knew the students' extracurricular classes, and I pay the bandits a good advance.

So I was thinking about the possibility of someone behind him.

"By the way, do you know who that mastermind is?

"Unfortunately, the contact with Patrick seemed terminal, did not go with the potato ceremony"

"... the Roadwell family or something?

"It won't. The Rhodwells. No, there's plenty of profit for you. There's no way I'm turning you against the enemy."

"Really..."

I mean, plenty. I hope you don't say it like a scum where the benefits we bring are at stake.

"It's the same for the other major players. There are many who try to take you in, but it's hard to imagine anyone in this country who turns to their enemies."

"... Could it be that you suspect an intervention from another country?

"We're only talking about possibilities. I used my beneficence to make Patrick look for his memories, but I decided I couldn't draw any further information. So he's no longer needed."

"... for nothing, is it"

"Oh. There's only a problem with keeping him alive. But... I thought you might not think so. I thought I'd ask you what you wanted to do with him."

"Can you hear my intentions...?

I don't think Patrick knew, but he ended up endangering Liz, the princess.

Such a sin that it would not be strange to kill all the lone royalists if they hadn't been allotted the House of Roadwell. Is it something I can do with my existence?

"You don't seem to understand your voice yet."

"If His Royal Highness Alberto finds out there's been a danger to Liz, before my ability to speak, I don't think anyone can stop him...?

"That's, well... But fortunately, it's just me and you guys who know that thing. If you want, your daughters will shut their mouths, right? So I don't mind keeping my mouth shut either."

"... right. Then give Patrick a chance to correct it."

"Hmm. Can I ask why? Aren't you going to say sympathy or something?

"I'm not saying there isn't. Either that or it's for you. Because at the end of his life, we have a responsibility here."

Whatever the reason, the sins he has committed will not disappear, nor will they be forgivable. But if I had handled it well, I wouldn't have gotten this far into a big case.

If I drove him to death here, I think I'd feel backwards myself. So, at my own convenience, I denied his execution.

"Hmm... if that's what you wish for. Drop it into criminal slavery and re-tap its sexual roots from scratch in our midst. So you don't mind?

"Yes, thank you"

Thus, the matter of Patrick was finally cleared up. Whether Patrick will correct us in the future or end his life with resentment, that's something I don't know.

That's how I exhale short. Turning to me like that, Mr. Crain let go and said that was the point. As soon as I hear it, I get a sober look on my face.

"... do you still have it? I mean, wasn't it even the point until now?

"Sorry, all kinds of things. I don't want to put too much strain on you..."

"Oh no, sorry for all the complaining about this one. I know Mr. Crain noticed me, so I appreciate it."

I knew him in a hostile way at first, but it was lucky for me to meet Mr. Crain. The power of the Marquis is a visionary reminder of the knowledge we have. If this guy hadn't been my back shield, we would have had more trouble.

So once again, I said thank you. But maybe it was a little too abrupt. Mr. Crain looked at me a little in love.

"I didn't know you thought that way.... Lion, aren't you willing to call me Dad?

"... what? Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!? What are you talking about!?

"No, it's just an idea. You know I don't have a son yet, right?

"Yeah, well..."

Mr. Crain is not unmarried - he is losing his wife young. The woman has three children, but they were all daughters.

That said, Mr. Crain is still active. Sooner or later, around Laurie should have a baby, and the inheritance problem should be solved...

"It would be helpful if you came to our territory."

To put it to mind, the tone sounds a little serious. I pushed him away to give me a break.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not throwing out Granchez territory."

"Again, huh? I thought you'd say that.... I have no choice. Let's hit our hands with someone welcoming our daughter as our sister-in-law."

"What insignificant, are you saying like it was a choice? You're saying I'm not going to get any more sisters in my brother-in-law."

I declare it perfect. At that moment, Mr. Crain lifted the edge of his mouth.

"It would be good. If you say so much, I won't say anything. Instead, if you rebel that word, I'll have my daughter put in my sister-in-law."

"... no, no, you can't. Why are we talking about that?

"What are you worried about? Wouldn't you be adding any sisters in the future? Then don't worry about it."

"You think you're going to ride such a cheap provocation?

"... no?

"No, you can't. First of all, it doesn't benefit me."

"I mean, if it's beneficial, it's good, right?

"No, even if it's a question of saying so..."

Quicker said than not, Mr. Crain goes on to say "if".

"If you're gonna take this bet, why don't you give me a deal?

"Mmmm..."

In other words, unless I take the bet, I mean routinely approaching my daughter as my sister-in-law. It's blackmail in a way... but I guess it's also true.

It is also possible to say that as a result of routinely being forced to adopt a daughter, she will not be able to refuse. If you think about it that way, it shouldn't be a bad bet of minutes.

"... ok. I don't get more sisters in law anymore. If there's more, I'll have Mr. Crain's daughter as my sister-in-law."

"Did you say that? We're not gonna let it happen later, are we?

"Yeah. But I'm just gonna adopt you, right?

I just don't think there will be any more sisters in law, but common sense has always been a poignant momentum round the cradle. Think about the possibilities and keep the line open.

Not Harlem personnel, just adopted children. This is acceptable.

Plus, I'm going to be seeing the Grand Marquis for a long time. Adopting a child and getting connected shouldn't be a bad story.

The question is what to do in the future... but one day that kid will also be able to have someone he likes. If you don't disagree at that time and support him with pleasure.

"Oh yeah. If you're going to adopt me, please get permission from my daughter properly. You know, you can't force it, you definitely can't, right?

"Oh, then there's nothing wrong with that"

"... why?

Somehow I have a bad feeling about it.

"Actually. It was my daughter who told me about the adopted child."

"... how could Mr. Crain's daughter?

"That's probably because I complimented you. Sounds like he was interested."

"Ha, did you..."

Or was this guy doing that at home? I don't feel bad about being complimented... but I can't imagine.

"By the way, my daughter's name is Maya. She has beautiful hair at night. The size of the chest is developing, but the volume is good. You'll love it, too.... What's wrong with you?

"... no, it's nothing"

The name Maya, sounds familiar. When I was staying at Mr. Crain's mansion the other day, I met this pull-in girl in the hallway.

With that said, I was so sorry to say I wasn't willing to add more sisters in law. Could it be that you've been interested in me since then?

I had trouble saying... I may be over-conscious, but I think I'm being favored to think about what happened and how I behaved then.

If that's the case, the whole thing of letting him marry me somewhere in the future will collapse. That's... bad, very bad. If this happens, we need to make sure we don't increase our sisters in law even if we are mean.

"Oh yeah, Lion. One of these days, I think Maya's coming to visit you, so please don't hesitate then, okay?

"…………………………………? No, no, no, what are you talking about? We got on the bet, so we're not supposed to talk about that until we get results!?

Suddenly I'm in a hurry to see what you mean by breaking a promise. Turning to me like that, Mr. Crain said it off with a doya face.

"I am. But it's up to my daughter to work hard."

"Hey, what the heck -!?

No, no, no, no. That kind of reasoning... what kind of promise is that? But... if you take the bet, Mr. Crain won't talk about it.

.............................. yeah. You're full of holes.

"By the way, I won't talk about making my daughter your sister-in-law until after the bet, but otherwise, I'll do everything in my power to intervene, so be prepared"

"... well, could it be?

"Mm-hmm. If there's one more sister-in-law for you, my daughter will inevitably be your sister-in-law. What do you say? Owen's got a daughter, too?

"Seriously, give me a break..."

Why didn't you notice? A few minutes ago, I want to punch myself in the face that I was going to put up a line of prevention. You're a little too cautious.... Disappointed.