Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

After that, I left the room without talking. Apparently, there are other candidates coming for me today. I didn't meet him face to face because the time slot was off, but he said he would meet the prince with a date time designation. Is that a part-time interview? No, it's not a part-time job, it's a fiancée interview.

Either way, my purpose was achieved. Thanks to Prince Luna, not me.

Share your joy with Kate when you get home. It might be a good idea to make sweets with your mother. But first I guess I'll scream and make a scene in my own room with this joy.

Imagine I was in the mood for lunch.

Until a moment ago.

"Dear Mariabelle, it's been a while."

Nothing else, because of this Jandel schemer.

"Dear Tuvalu…… How did you get here?"

"I'm here about my father. Because today is the day Luna's fiancée candidate comes."

I mean, he said he was here to identify Prince Luna's fiancée candidate. You're a really loving guy, aren't you, Prince Luna, that you should run away?

"Did Mariabelle also come to see Luna?

"... yeah, to say hello as a fiancée candidate"

I won't make it clear to you that I'm really a twisted man of character.

It must have been such a hassle for you to nominate me. Prince Luna wiped my ass, though!

"With that said, he recommended me to the King."

"Yep. Mariabelle seemed to have such a wonderful idea as a nobleman that she thought she deserved the prince."

In a gentle tone, there is no tone in the content either. But if you take it as it is, it will explode on hand.

Shall I poke him in the mirror? The distorted smiling mouth, the seemingly soft, narrow eyes behind which the drooling emotions appear clear.

Apparently I'm pretty much hated by this guy. I won't consider it for a reason though. You didn't have to know the last five times, and I didn't do anything wrong this time, did I?

"It was too much. I'm nothing. I'm just a little girl."

"Yep... you're just a boxed girl"

"Uh... hey, it hurts... eh"

I gave it back as unusual as I could, so as not to irritate it, I should have.

Even if it was an emotionless object, Tubal, who was certainly laughing, erased his sudden expression.

The moment I was surprised by the cold, temperature-less voice color, I thought I'd been caught on the wrist and I was stranded on the wall at my disposal.

Wall Don...... what a chest cum scene. The cast is both about ten years old and the atmosphere is giddy.

There was a tubal and eye that looked down at me when I opened my eyes that were meditating on the impact.

"Your spoken thoughts will be as noble as they should be. Nobles use it without looking down on civilians. Exactly. That's the right way of being a nobleman."

The look on Tuvalu's face is distorted. resentment jealousy jealousy hate hate hate, all kinds of emotions mixed laughter.

"But that's just a reason to be beautiful. I don't know anything, it's a shallow ideal for a human being to see and hear only beautiful things. A kid who grew up soggy in a greenhouse without knowing anything deserves to be told... it's a dream story with a limbo out."

I don't know what words mean. I don't know what Tuvalu wants me to do, though.

Just one thing, for sure.

"I want to be realistic with you, Mariabelle."

Apparently, this guy wants me to scratch him.

Tuvalu's story revealed the cause. Apparently, what I told him at the birthday party touched his scales.

Didn't you care that I told you my ideals and showed them as if I knew everything, while I was in a position to be protected as a Duke's wife?

I don't know what it feels like. It pisses me off to be told in our faces by people who don't know anything. Whether you are worried from any unharmed or inexperienced ideals, it is natural to buy a pair instead of touching them. Besides, I'm only nine, and I can't see reality. I can't let you see.

So he tried to force me to look directly at reality.

What kind of landscape looks down from the top as a prince's fiancée to me when I show you your beautiful logic. What kind of world a true nobleman is creating for me dreaming of nobility.

Tuvalu's defiance of 'nobility', wielded by 'nobility'.

I know Tuvalu's past, so I can understand that feeling.

I can understand it, but I'm not convinced.

'Cause I mean, I'm just being hit by eight, right?

"Just kidding."