Tanaka family, reincarnated.

"Come on, Emma Stewart, what do you want?

The night club began with a tribute to the Count Stewart family.

That I have been doing my best to protect my kingdom from demons for years.

Tax contribution to the Kingdom by wealth in the silkworm farming industry of the family business.

Response of a local junction hazard a year ago.

And the interpreter of this imperial language.

It is not a roll when it is arranged a bit.

that, as a kingdom, he had been repeatedly diagnosed with prizes but continued to be dismissed from the Count Stewart family.

That, however, no house contributes more than the Count Stewart family and that, as it is, it will be difficult to award any prize to any house.

That this time, the King himself persuaded me to take the word that he would finally receive the prize.

Hard and the king speaks for the invitees gathered at the night club.

Whenever the King praises the Stewart family, it is so cute that little Lady Rose applauds her for her pussy.

I can't run anymore.

I can twitch and pressure you.

A high stage.

Around, more invitees than countenance.

Water reward for sleeping ears.

The Tanaka family, a native of Japan, does not have a culture that delights in surprises like this.

The only mother, Melsa, who is familiar with the aristocratic society, is just a big miscalculation that she is on an imperial business trip.

Niyali and the king laugh that titles, territories, status, honor, you can even choose who you want to marry.

"Come on, Emma Stewart, what do you want?

Emma is forced to make this choice for some reason because of Georg.

Better than my family, I was put in the middle of a stage that only went one step further, and I was driven into a predicament.

I look back for a moment and ask Leonardo for help with my eyes alone.

Feeling Emma's gaze, Leonardo swims his gaze as frivolously as he can.

Throw an angry gaze at Georg standing next to Leonardo.

Hui diagonally gaze at the upper right corner, and they let you get away with it so that you never look at each other.

My brother's gaze was poured on Princess Yadoviga, behind Master Rose, even as he stood next to Georg, in this world trying to appeal with his eyes with his last hope to his wisely set brother William.

…… this, useless together.

If this is a matter of direct attack, such as demons and thugs, my father and brother will even present themselves and protect me......

His Highness Edward is also looking at this one worryingly behind Yadoviga.

Perhaps the main thrust of today's night club was not even informed by His Highness, his son.

Your Highness is kind, so if you knew, you would be telling me when we met at school.

There are only a few things that Emma cares about.

Family, bugs, cats and rice table.

So far there is no shortage.

To speak of luxury, the King's Capital has fewer bugs than the Palace in the city.

The mansion's garden is huge, but I've grasped the worms that already live there, so I don't think I can expect a new discovery.

Honestly, I would like a rare worm if I were to say anything, but I know exactly what it is.

... the one who can't ask for a worm as a courtesan.

Weak as a reward in the first place. It's going to piss me off not to treat the titles and worms alike.

Emmatically, the worm is definitely higher.

Is that it? What else? And then... what do you like? Was it?

Aah!

"Then, Your Majesty. I, Master Rose, love it. Master Rose, please!

I laughed behind His Majesty as I desperately thought about what I liked...... Lady Rose caught my eye and her mouth moved at will.

"Well, Emma. I love you too, Emma!

"Huh? No! No Rose. Rose is mine!

He turns his hand from behind to stop the joyful Rose hips, and the king screams in a eating mood.

"Your Majesty..."

"Rose won't allow you to leave me."

"Your Majesty..."

Gachimuchiikeoji and Breast Goddess flirting...................

I said anything is fine........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Don't get too high on flirting lately.

I hope Master Rose is happy.

On stage, there was a raw air around the Stewarts and princes, but the invitees below the stage can't think that long.

He was desperate to hide his haste in each standing position.

Didn't Lady Rose confine herself to the king? How am I supposed to move my First Prince home now?

Is that it? This, second prince favorable???? When did you get into a situation like this?

And, isn't this a farce to engage His Highness Edward and Miss Emma of the Count Stewart family?

By nominating Master Rose at the beginning and saying no, aren't you going to let us know how close the king and the concubine are before you say marry the prince?

But when the Second Prince and the stewart family warrant get engaged, doesn't that make the balance of power in the social world weird so far?

Behind Count Stewart's house, the Rotosilt Chamber of Commerce, and from now on, the Empire will be on its side, won't they?

Isn't it full of things that aren't funny to the First Prince aristocracy?

Could it have been all calculated?

The sudden night club, while we were getting ready for the dress, didn't we try to get things going at the Royal and Stewart families?

Count Stewart's house, what a palliative hand..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

In the first place, why is it Miss Emma, not the Count, who chooses the prize?

Wait, I hear Miss Emma has many hidden fans among the First Prince. Impossible. If Miss Emma also does not minimize the rebellion of the aristocracy...?

Then again, the reward Miss Emma asks............ engagement to the prince??

Aren't you a strong daughter with a pretty face?

With Emma's inadvertent overflowing words, tension runs to the nobles who are invitees.

As never before, I felt my standing fluctuate.

The First Prince aristocrats wait in solitary spit for Emma's next word.

If you say, for example, that you are engaged to Prince Edward, you must disagree on this occasion.

I could never convince myself that it was a pale love story about a 13-year-old girl.

"Come on, Emma............... hon. Emma Stewart, title? Territory? Engagement?

The king begins to ask narrowly into three choices if he doesn't want Rose taken.

Why did you get engaged?

The rush of the nobles swells to its climax, only the pressure pushes against Emma.

…………

Title, territory, engagement.

Why are you asking me at Three Combo what I don't need!?

Sir............... even the current Count, I can't be a little giddy?

Realm............... no, you know, the palace is so big, right?

Engagement... this is definitely with someone with a higher title than the Count, isn't it?

Whenever you ask, it's a reward lineup with no flavor or value for money!

But I'm also sorry to bother and consume time from the beginning of such a night club.

This has to be erased.

"...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

With a trembling voice, I answer.

It's more than the aristocratic class going up, it's more than the fiancé being decided.

"" "" What?

Everyone in the venue simultaneously voiced a distracted voice.

In that choice, no one could have expected to choose a territory.

Because if the title rises, if you marry the royal family, you will increase it on your own.

"Territory? Why?

Even the king asks me why it's territory instead of telling me to choose for myself.

…………

I don't care why you asked me, it's an erasure method?

I was watching Emma with a face not convinced by all the humans but the family standing behind me.

Emma's gaze drops to escape her focused gaze, but the pure white dress she is wearing blinks......

The nitrile pattern that Mr. Harold drew is completely erased with white ink. I managed to dress, I'm glad I made it...... I was just thinking about what a reality escape feeling, and I figured heh.

"Your Majesty, I, Emma Stewart, have a land that I want my territory to be."

"The land you want? Is that to say that there is a specific place?

Encourage the king to tell Emma where he wants it.

I've never heard of a request to have this place, etc. when it comes to getting territory for a reward.

Probably in the form of a royal choice of a suitable place to give, but the land to be given is determined by the proximity of the territory the recipient has.

Emma's statement that the land she purposefully wanted... was something no one could have predicted.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I would like to give my Stewart family the Slam Street in King's Capital."

And when the land she wanted was Slam Street, Countess Emma Stewart looked straight at the king.

"" "What?????

No one understood what the girl said.