episode_0082

As my hand was roughly lowered to the table, the giggling idiots fell silent.

Someone else’s first date? Someone else’s date spot? Someone else’s dating course?

okay. They probably thought it was okay to apply their own rules.

When it comes to meeting noble men and women.

“Isn’t this really funny? The meeting between me, who belongs to the Bagland duchy, and Harnier, who belongs to the Marquis Theresia, must follow your rules.”

However, the enforceability of rules is limited only within the scope of nobility.

If the name of a family is mentioned, especially if the name of a duke is mentioned, the coercion is very easily broken.

Deception and insults that go beyond intelligence and instruction.

Their words and actions could be interpreted completely differently from this side’s perspective.

“Why did everyone become mute? I think you spoke as if you knew much better than me and Harnier.”

“…”

The nobles here had no choice but to remain silent due to the intimidation of mentioning their family name.

It would be best to take care of this sort of thing.

“You there.”

“Yes, yes?”

“Tell me where. Who made those rotten rules? I’m going to ask you the same question right here in person.”

“Well, that is…”

The man, who had his face covered in powder, hesitated and took a step back.

This guy seems to have a fairly high voice here, so I guessed it roughly, but I think I made the right choice.

If you want to live in this situation, you have to sell others. Especially if you are a noble with a fairly high status here.

But this man never utters anyone’s name.

That’s right.

I guess this is the guy who made this rule.

I said it out loud in front of him.

“Tell me. Who was it that told you to follow those boring rules? If the Duke of Bagland and the Marquis Theresia are going to follow it, shouldn’t they at least hear what a great dating course it is?”

Then Harnier suddenly intervened.

“Carsein. The person you are holding is the one who created this rule.”

“Ha, Lady Harnier…!”

“Ho? Is that so?”

“Yes. He is the one who announced that it is a place with a lot of charm while looking at the same scenery every time, and that it is common sense for a first date to listen to an opera from the same theater company, then walk over a pitiful bridge called Gureumdari and have an obvious campfire at night.”

Nice timing.

By pointing out and explaining the problems of these well-known courses one by one, I was able to create a date course for them to match the beats.

“It’s truly useless. I have to go on a first date with Harnier on that course? If you spend your time like that, it would be more fun to see famous products from other countries on the festival streets.”

“I also hate such crappy camp fires. The sky full of colorful snow flowers is much prettier.”

“It is a hundred times better to get another prize on the festival street and let that beautiful beauty shine than to walk on a bridge or something like that.”

“Well, that old-fashioned opera is too old! No matter culture or anything─”

I have been bitterly breaking that rule with Harnier ever since.

It was a bit fun teasing Harnier because he gave a signal to stop because he was getting cringy.

so.

In short.

“Tsk. From now on, don’t even mention such trash courses.”

Because I said that, the noble couple couldn’t even make a sound and had to lower their tails.

***

After covering the party with sly and greasy comments, I left, taking the rotten expressions on the nobles’ faces as some consolation.

Of course, there’s one problem.

“Ugh…”

My fiancee also suffered splash damage and is showing similar symptoms to them.

“Carsein. I still feel like my hands and feet are shriveling because of you. Where on earth did you learn that…?”

“…I didn’t learn it.”

“Ha, really, right? I don’t think anyone can teach this in any other way. So did you see any strange books? Even the etiquette books are strange…”

Hey fiancee. Is that what you would say to your fiancé?

When Harnier gave me that look, he cleared his throat and said, “Hmm.”

“Anyway, thank you for your help. Thanks to you… I don’t think we need to worry about that group anymore.”

It is said that Harnier has always lied and pretended to have a fiancé since then.

Not only was it to ward off men, but it was also the best means taken to avoid being sold into an arranged marriage.

It is said that men who actually came were able to shake them off by showing proof of their love, but as the social circles persistently dug in and responded by demanding that they respond to the methods pursued by the lover nobles, they were increasingly driven into a corner.

She said it was an old-fashioned rule, but I thought it was a really old-fashioned rule.

“The bullying ends today. It turns out that you have a fiancé.”

Ugh, she relaxed.

I felt refreshed just by hearing his voice.

“Now I really have to pay for the help I received. Is it okay if I solve that problem in the carriage?”

Harnier asks and holds out his hand.

I immediately accepted her suggestion to return to the carriage and held her hand.

“I’ll take you there.”

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Telumos’s lungs had never caused the words to run wild like when he came to the party.

It would be correct to say that the sub-episode is moving in the right direction and that the three men listened to what I said and put it away.

The driver also injured his arm, but recovered nearby and took the reins without any problems.

All results match those of the game.

In the end, my guess that the episode would be able to proceed in advance was completely correct.

This way, what I need to prepare becomes much clearer.

I was thinking of making a request to Harnier since he ruined my image earlier.

But that thought soon disappeared.

“…”

Harnier was dozing off while looking at the documents, probably because he was tired.

I rubbed my eyes as if trying to hold on, but that didn’t last long.

Soon my eyes closed.

Purple eyes were covered by heavy eyelids.

And slowly, I lost my balance and fell forward.

‘Oh my.’

At best, I broke all the sub-episodes to keep the carriage from shaking, but I can’t hit my head on the floor here.

I dozed off and felt like my body was leaning forward, so I gently grabbed his shoulder.

“Umm…” came out in his voice, but fortunately he didn’t seem to wake up.

Come to think of it, Harnier seemed to be lacking sleep even though he stayed at the Duke’s house for a day away from the Marquis’ eyes. I yawned and said I had work to do.

I must have been overdoing it.

Even though I’m so sleepy, I see you holding on to your documents until the end.

‘There was a time when I, too, desperately tried to escape from that house by secretly sleeping and studying.’

Even though it wasn’t at the level where lives were exchanged like in this world, I could understand the feeling.

Anyway, what is it?

I can’t leave it like this. But if there is anything to support it… I don’t think so.

I couldn’t do it.

I moved to the seat next to Harnier and slightly opened the window through which I could communicate with the coachman.

“ Coachman. Lower your voice and listen. We will change the route.”

“Where are you going?”

“The destination is the same, but let’s go slowly through the crowded streets of the capital.”

“Uh… Master. If you do that, your return home may be delayed. Do you mind?”

“It doesn’t matter. Because I’m asking you to slow down on purpose.”

The coachman nodded that he understood and slowed down as I said.

As the carriage slowed down, I moved carefully and made Harnier’s head lean towards me.

I unintentionally pulled her by the shoulder again, but you never know. Let’s just say that it’s inevitable skinship.

It may not be very comfortable, but if there was anything I could lean on right now, this was the only thing I could do.

And then he playfully complains.

“What should I do if a man falls asleep while his eyes are open and blue? Tsk.”

Of course, it’s just a joke.

Is that document all that’s left?

If I just take out that document I’m still holding in my hand, I’ll be able to sleep for about an hour to two hours before I arrive at the marquis’ residence.

-Flapping.

‘That’s it. ‘I’ll have to deal with this later… Huh?’

A variety of information came in at once, including reports related to a territory, rough terrain, and production.

However, for some reason, the name of that territory is quite familiar to me.

[Shatrene Territory Report]

The reason Harnier yawned when asked if he didn’t sleep well.

He said it was because he had work to do.

This document was held by Harnier in the carriage all day today. It was safe to say that they were constantly organizing things except when they entered the party hall.

I held on until a little while ago. This is the document I was holding before my eyelids closed.

and.

Immediately after getting into the carriage.

“Bo, you’re going to repay the favor right? joy. Just wait a moment. I will bring you something that will satisfy you.”

That was what he was complaining about.

‘…is that really this?’

As I stared at Harnier, who was talking in his sleep, I unintentionally became confused.

The thoughts didn’t last long at all.

Just looking at the cancer, I can see that this is what he said he would give me, that he would bring me something that would satisfy me.

I thought it must have been quite a struggle to prepare for this while losing sleep.

‘I can’t believe I’m receiving favor from this woman that I couldn’t even get from my family…’

Really.

I can’t adapt.

***

The sun is setting.

Although the weather has warmed up enough for the white breath to stop coming out during the day, it is still chilly enough for the breath to come out again when the sun goes down.

Nevertheless, one girl is outside the mansion.

I stood there staring blankly at the front door of the duke’s residence, with the moon starting to rise.

The family, who were heartbroken watching the girl like that, brought a fur and covered it over her shoulders.

“What if I’m still here? Flora.”

“Arina unnie.”

The youngest’s head turned for a moment at the older sister’s touch.

But soon, the gaze moves towards the front door again.

Arina sighs and takes Flora’s hand.

“Flora. Winter is almost over, but it’s still cold. Let’s go in and wait. Huh?”

“…It’s okay.”

“If I just wait here, my legs will hurt, right?”

“It doesn’t hurt. sister. I’m really fine.”

“Phew.”

In the end, that heavy sigh comes out of my mouth.

Flora has been staying here since daylight for some reason.

I stare blankly at the same place. Even when the maids pointed out that she should not go in like this, she didn’t budge from her spot.

Even during meal times, I only stopped by the restaurant briefly, but my head was always turned in the direction where I could see the front door.

The cause is one person.

It was Karssein.

‘I’ve never had anything like this before. ‘What on earth did you say that made Flora…’

I heard that before Carcein went out, Flora went to his room and talked to him.

I didn’t hear much of the conversation, but I do know that something like this has been happening since then.

‘I won’t be able to get over it anymore.’

Isn’t it too much to do?

Arina returned to the mansion with the intention of saying something to Karssein when he returned.

“…”

While the eldest sister Arina took a step back.

Flora was still keeping her eyes on the front door.

“You can’t get sick… Carcein…”

It was only at the level of a cut.

Even if you don’t go as far as ointment, it’s not a big problem if you stop the bleeding for a few minutes.

If someone hears it, they might laugh at it and say it’s too much of a fuss.

But every time she saw that red liquid, Flora couldn’t calm down.