Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

This guy's probably my pace, too. Character settings are tricky and belly black, but I think you should add my pace too. Or is my pace just winning more than a schemer or belly black because I'm still young?

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Silence hurts. But I don't have anything to talk about. My mouth is heavy because I'm worried that I might say something unnecessary.

Although I tried to think a lot about what to do, in the end I decided to concentrate on the tea in front of me without coming up with a name.

No, that's delicious. It's delicious. I'm too nervous to know what it tastes like.

"That was a surprise."

Tubal, who sat next to me in his original chair, suddenly called out to me. Silence hurt a lot, but I hate being able to talk to you about it.

That said, there was no reason to ignore it, and I put the cup with about half the flavor in it on the saucer and turned back to Tuvalu.

"What, Your Majesty?

"I thought you, the Tempest lady, were more... aristocratic."

Aristocratic nobility. It is obvious that it is not a compliment. The way I put it is polite, but I mean, he thought I was someone on Francia-like's side.

Sure, you're right on the face. I'm not exaggerating when I say home because I'm a character in a setting that says so originally.

"If you say so, Lady Francia will not just be sorry. In fact, that's all she did."

Why did you forgive me so easily?

I guess that's what Tuvalu is trying to say. I don't have to say it to everyone. There are lots of togues on each end of the word, and I'm sure it would be like a cow if his words were embodied.

Tuvalu's image of nobility is the bottom line. I also know why, but I don't think I can help it.

In fact, there are many very small and difficult human beings, including, of course, my parents. Innocence, innocence and innocence without a back surface shall live hard in a closed and special place called aristocracy. Dr. Gray's parents are a good example.

A race that stands above people but is therefore unable to see the same things as people. Even if you are good at using people, you are not good at caring about people.

I think Mariabelle is too obvious, but as a nobleman, there are not as many endless and lowest personality holders as she is.

That said, most people hide it well, and no matter how cruel they think, there is a difference between not transferring it to execution. Mariabelle didn't have it.

So Tuvalu seems not surprised that I would not wish to plead not guilty to the royal "division" opponent of the Duke family.

That's what he wants to say when he can't possibly be cursed and shut up like that in a normal aristocracy.

Sure, if you're a villain's wife (Mariabelle), you can't feel sorry for the person who cursed you.

I'm sure I'll beat him up by the time he's done without skin. It's nothing wrong, because even against heroin, he's the kind of guy who abused it in the spirit of long live the crime.

But I'm not a villain's warrant lady right now, because I'm just Mariabel.

"I don't see the point in turning myself around."

"……… ho."

The look on Tuvalu's face, who had been looking at me with a soft smile, changed to my answer.

My mouth stays smiling but my eyes aren't laughing. Although it doesn't change because the creep is the impression that comes from my preconceptions.

After I said it, I thought it was bad. It's too late, but regret won't stand first.

"I think you are a nobleman and of course more responsible than you were born into the blood muscles of the Duke's family. Let us not forget also the esteem for our ancestors who, far back in the day, did just merit this status".

Now I am noble not of me, but of my ancestors, and the achievements of the historical contemporaries who have defended that status until now.

Don't be illusory with your own things.

But we must not let it go if it has nothing to do with it.

"We must not forget our responsibility and pride to live as nobles. But it's not about looking around with your identity on."

As one who stands above, let us not forget that there is a man beneath himself. Don't forget that your standing position is higher than that of a person. As those who stand there, let us not forget our responsibilities.

There are civilians under the nobility. I think civilians are manipulative beings. As a subordinate, the aristocrats should stand on top and use it.

But that's not to say that you're throwing them away or anything, it shouldn't be.

Nobles use civilians. And when something happens, protect them as the responsibility of the user.

Instead of shielding themselves with a sheath of power, they use their own power as an umbrella to shelter them from getting wet.

With nobility, it should be.

"At that time, Lady Francia said my eyes were uncomfortable. It's a difference in her personal feelings, in her values. It is not worthy of judgment as a nobleman."

That's not a curse, a difference in values. It's not a matter of saying no. It's just outrageous not to ask questions and make a single decision because you have different identities.

say………, Pre-Construction. The real deal is, "Don't touch me on that topic any more".

Because Tuvalu is familiar with Prince Luna's childhood, and Prince Luna herself felt that Francia had no choice but to be tried, it would be difficult for him to think of bad things. I need you to stay stopper.

"Heh..."

"Huh..."

I just hammered him, just nodded at my story.

Yet for a moment now I felt chilly.

I stiffened myself to the sensation of crawling up my back, but that sensation never struck me again.

The expression on Tuvalu's face is the same as when we met. I don't have emotions on it, but it makes me laugh.

Is that because of your mind...?

"Again, Master Mariabelle is excellent. I can't believe you're thinking that much at that age."

"Ah… no, it's all a takeover and sale from an adult"

"But isn't that proof that you're learning?"

"Oh, thank you very much."

I misled you......? I don't know, but I don't feel like going back to it. Definitely dig a grave.

Even though I was nine years old, I talked about the difficulty, and I accidentally forgot my age.

After that, the party ended without talking as much as possible and only answering what was asked.

I was just sitting there and I'm so tired... I can barely remember what the conversation was about.