The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

Even though it's called first love or whatever, I still feel the need to escape.

If I could only get rid of these bars, I think I could make it!

I flicked my fingers at the bars that were firmly lodged in the window. I did it to get up the nerve to run away, but it hurt like hell. It won't happen again.

"Hmm, you're quite good!　Now watch this!

I proclaimed to the bars, holding my fingers that were tingling. If you look at me from the side, I'm a dangerous woman who talks to iron bars, but now Maria has left the room, and I'm the only one there.

Therefore, I am free to do whatever I want in the room.

I stared at the iron bars, my strongest enemy.

"You can do that while you still can!

I pointed at the bars. Hmph!　You've got some nerve showing off like that!

There's no one to comment on the voice in my mind, because I'm alone. Because I'm alone.

Being alone is wonderful!　Because I can sneak out!

I hurriedly took out a hidden object.

"Ta-da!　Salt!

Holding a small bottle of pure white salt in both hands, I raised it to the sky.

He had found it on the table at dinner and had taken it.

"Oh, salt!　I've never felt so much love for you!

I've never felt so much love for salt!

Salt is the universal seasoning for soups, baked goods, dressings, you name it!　Thank you, salt!　You're good!

I took the lid off the vial and hurried over to the bars.

"Take that!

You can't ...... sprinkle salt at a bulky iron bar.

I'm not sure what to make of this.

I have a bad feeling about this.

I turned around with a dull, jerky motion, like a tin toy.

There was Master Clark.

Letty, what's that?

He had a very nice smile.

'Oh, um, ...... this is ...... that .......'

I wiped the sweat from my face with the hand that wasn't being grabbed and thought of an excuse.

"Yes, how long have you been there?

I had a hard time coming up with an excuse, so I asked him to stall for time, and Master Clark replied as he gently took the salt from my hand.

I think it was around the time Letty dared the bars.

"It's from the beginning and she's asking!

It's so embarrassing!　If I had a hole, I'd go in it!　Next time I'll look for a hole in something other than the underfloor storage!

So, what's this?

Of course, Master Clark hadn't forgotten the first question. I rubbed my hands together to see if I could do anything about it, but decided to raise the flag.

Because they've been watching and listening from the beginning!

"Um, in the book, right?

Yes.

I was wondering if I could ...... escape by pouring soup on the bars and letting the salt rust on them.

Clark nodded quietly as I laughed at him.

That's the kind of thing that takes years.

What?

It takes years⁉ Iron takes years to rust⁉

The book didn't say how many years it took. It was a work of fiction.

As expected, I couldn't wait. I can't wait a year.

So this is confiscated.

"Ahhhh!

The salt was put away in Clark-sama's pocket, and he cried out in grief. I wanted to keep it because I might have some other use for it!

I wanted to keep it because it might have other uses!

"So, Letty.

Yes?

I give a twitchy smile to Clark-sama, who comes over to me with a nice smile.

I'm not sure what to do.

Yes.

I was read aloud a romantic novel all night long. I thought I would die of embarrassment.