Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

For once, it's been about a month since that rambling.

There is no problem at the moment... but there is no contact or contact from Tuvalu for now. I'm stroking my chest down about it. So far, so I can't feel perfectly safe.

I can't care less, so I'll skip Tuvalu from my brain first. If you make rumors about remembering poorly, it's going to come out of somewhere like a shadow.

Let's just focus on the problem in front of us now.

"I'm Mariabelle Tempest. Nice to meet you."

"…… Neriel, it is."

I don't feel the need to be frightened to say that the reply that I have returned weakly is a target of attack. Instead, he was small enough to worry about this guy being okay, and he proved he wasn't good at asserting himself.

Moss green fluffy hair, thick glasses, fingertips visible from long hem clothes and so on are white and thin. I'm probably white too, but that's not what he says in front of me... something morbid white. You may call it blue-white.

A voice that accentuates the weakness of appearance and an attitude of suspicion of behaviour. He has been putting me in his sight for a while now and is repeating the opposite.

No, it's nothing rude - I'm not going to say anything. Would you rather I stay here? Shall we go home?

You'll notice by the time he's named, but please explain.

I am now with one of the targets of the attack, Neriel Giuliano, the youngest son of the Count family.

Plus, in the reception room at his house.

The beginning of the matter goes back three days.

× × × ×

That day, as usual, I was in Rose Garden to wait for Kate after taking Dr. Linda's class.

As usual, when I was blurry wondering if I would be back soon.

"Maria, could you give me a minute?

"Mother?"

Let's be honest, I had a bad feeling at this point.

Something bad always happens to me when your mother asks me to Rose Garden. It's not your mother's fault, of course.

"What is it?

"Yeah, actually, Maria has a visitor."

"To me......?

The amount of sweat I had at this moment sucked. I remember a cold sweat blowing up, my back, my forehead, my temperature dropping all at once.

He's coming to visit me now, and not your father or your mother, but me.

There's only one opponent like that.

"Maria, she wants to talk to you. I sent you to the reception room, so could you come?

"Yes, I understand."

I was pretending to be flat, but I was working on my inner escape plan. Kate hasn't come back.

I asked you to pick up the bones...! They haven't given me their consent, though!

I headed to the reception room with a slow foothold as I stashed the bump complaint into my mind.

"Thank you for waiting."

"Excuse me...... su?

Enter the room for a moment. It is both courtesy and a kind of habit. So there are a lot of things that I would do before checking with someone who is indoors.

When you raise your head, there are actually few people in front of you who are different from the person you imagined.

But I wasn't wrong this time. I was confident.

Because I thought it was just some Yander who came to visit me at this time of year.

"Maria, the sons of Count Giuliano."

"This is Rave Giuliano."

"Likewise, Ilia."

But what was there was not the water color I had imagined, but two men with moss green hair.

Um... which one?

No, I got a self introduction, and I remember these two names in a line of attack... are these the people who've been visiting me?

I have difficulty deciding whether I should be happy that I am not a Yandel or sad that I was a party to the attack.

"Sorry to interrupt all of a sudden."

"I was going to make an appointment... with something confidential to my father"

"No, I don't mind. However, Master Kilua is at work, so may I be present to talk to you?

"Yes, of course."

I'm talking about it, but I haven't been able to get there at all.

I can't accept such a sarcasm. 'Cause I, Neriel, in Route, these two are blaming me, right?

You think you're making money by illegal means such as defamation of heroin, injury, or putting your hands on your parents' money?

… it's hard to deny because the first half is true.

"Now get to the point..."

I sat in front of them side by side with my mother, who encouraged me to talk.

I'd like to get out of here, but, well, you can't. I feel like I'm giving up better these days.

"Actually, I'd like Mariabelle to come to my house."

Oh, I don't like it.

I'm sorry. Maybe you should ask me why or something. I'm sure I hate it when I ask. 'Cause it's a house of attack and enemy land! What kind of suicide act is going there?

"What do you mean……………?

Look, your mother's in trouble too!

I came up with a different reason than me. Come to my house, because if I suck at what I do, I could be a proposition.

If that happens, I am ten years old, so please be polite and say no to Loricon. We're not as old as Lorikon, though.

"We have a brother who is far from his age. I say Neriel under one of Mariabelle's... well, I haven't been out of the room for a long time."

"I didn't like going out much, but I got older and worse, and eventually I didn't even go to Prince Luna's birthday party."

That's pretty serious, isn't it? I also had my name on the invitation, so maybe the invitation I came to the Giuliano house should have also mentioned Neriel's name.

Besides, for aristocrats, the party is an important place to socialize, and for children, an important place to learn different manners.

It is not a very good idea to renounce the opportunity to learn, a quote that ignores the royal invitation.

"I know why. I would like to avoid further clarification because it is a matter for me..."

"You don't have to do what you don't want to say, okay?

"……… Excuse me."

I hear your mother noticed something about Mr. Rave.

I already have a big idea, but I won't put it in my mouth. I learned, I don't need to say anything extra.

"So I want Neriel to go out somehow. At least just for the social community."

Seriously, Mr. Rave leaned down. Mr. Ilia is also squeezing his hands and frowning.

We both felt very worried about Neriel.

But... that's why I don't know.

"Yes... I see what you're up to. But then, shouldn't we talk to the proper adults? Why did you come to Mariabelle at home………"

Yes, there. As Mother said, I think Neriel should tell an adult because she seems pretty seriously ill.

It may be difficult because there is a Marquis Giuliano... but it doesn't solve it where you called me.

I mean, it's the first time we both meet, right? I don't feel like that because of my past memories, but for both of us, I'm just supposed to be a young girl.

Can I leave it to someone like that, my dear brother?

"Adults can't call us. Because when my father finds out, he says no..."

Oh, you did it once. I feel it after experiencing it in tone.

"If you are a child, we can even enter the house, and if you are Mariabelle..."

Me? No. I don't qualify as a counselor or anything.

"The Tigerson lady..."

"I will, let me do it!!

I insisted with my hands firmly up, loud enough to undo Mr. Rave's words.

All of a sudden, both your mother and Mr. Rave and Mr. Ilia are pokans, but not the other way around.

Mr. Rave...... what did you try to say now?

Did you say Tigerson or something?

What, are you here to remind me of my fear memories?

Thus, my visit to the Giuliano family was decided.

Needless to say, I hit Kate eight times after you two left.