Shinario-dōri ni Taijō Shita no ni, Imasara Nan no Goyōdesu ka?

To me, who told me to stab the nail, Master Grecion nodded with a serious face.

Though I have only spoken politely to Master Grecion to this day, I suppose we should have exchanged words more like this. That way, it may have turned out a little better this time.

There's just one thing you can say to me now. Because the shorter you stay with me, which is not my fiancé anymore, the better.

"Thank you for taking us so far today. We look forward to seeing you in two years."

And add words, as I recall.

"Speaking of which, my father has told me that your engagement is in order. Please, be happy."

Master Grecion smiled slightly at himself with a very complicated face. I didn't mean to dislike it, but would it have sounded that way?

"Oh... right. Now, I'm not going to do anything stupid like what I did to you. He's gonna scold me again."

"……… He?

"Yeah. After the new engagement, you get a bitter complaint from a fellow student at school."

Rarely, there was a fierce man who said to Lady Grecion, "It's foolish to let another woman out of the way even though she has a fiancée."

"I don't know what happened, but Miss Cristiane is definitely a better daughter than Miss Linaria, who samurai a man fine! That's what they said."

He had a slightly exploratory eye, but there's no way anyone in school could have interacted enough to say that. However, I wonder if it would be a little reassuring to have someone at the same level as Greción who would complain frankly like that.

"You're a good friend."

"Until then, I didn't even interact. But people who complain are valuable. I'm trying to take care of it."

Saying so and only smiling a little, Master Grecion gradually stood up and wore a hood.

"You've made me take the time, let's have some free time with this.... Fedel"

"Ha."

After a somewhat strange time for responding with the breath of an abalone, Mr. Feddell, the gotten hood, turns what a delicate face to the general.

"Admiral, a violent statement was passed earlier.... Sorry."

After a little rounding of her eyes, the general said, "I don't mind, because there are a lot of rough customers!" and laughed luxuriously.

"When it is made with it…" murmurs Fedel, who already looked to Lady Grecion.

"It's fine with me, I'm used to it. Let me just say one thing more than that, Boya."