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

"Speaking of which, Mr. Leo didn't panic, did he? Did you know that story?

When I said it, they made me look very uncomfortable.

"You can't know that. I mean, Chris, haven't you misunderstood anything? I'm smart enough, right? I've never fallen off the top 10 in school year, and I don't have to panic like that, do I?

"Even if it rots, it's the name of Hufflefleur."

"It's terminal, though."

"Yeah, well, since I was engaged to His Highness, the main house would have been vacant, wouldn't it? I'm sure your father will choose the best of his clan to succeed him."

"Well, Dad, you're already in assessment mode."

"Leo, if you try so hard, you don't have a chance.... If you're a marquis, you might be able to figure it out, right?

"I know, we're negotiating. But you know your father's cliché, right?

"Win with your strength, huh? Well, you can't possibly get the Marquis so easily. Good luck with that."

"Because a lot of them have already achieved merit. It's definitely harder than the bonkers just now. Well, you can't lose."

I honestly don't know much about the conversation I have with Pompom. So much so that I can see that Mr. Leo is aiming to succeed the Marquis Huffsfleur family, which has become vacant.

Mr. Leo is the Marquis. Ah... I can't imagine.

"Anyway! I'll do my best, so good luck Chris. Those blurry bonkers. But hey, Grace is a mighty enemy, so don't look around and study!

Just tell him what you want to say, and Mr. Leo turns back on his heel. Maybe it is because the lunch break is about to end.

"Ah, Mr. Leo! Thank you!

"Thank you! Okay, good luck!

After laughing in the light, Mr. Leo went back with a dash.

"We need to get back to class. It's because of the cremants that you totally took the meal."

I ask Gracelia, who walks ahead, whispering only what really bothers me as she catches up on a small run.

"Um... what the hell is Mr. Linaria...?

"I haven't been informed either, and I'm not interested. If you care, why don't you ask your father? He's the one who seems to know best."

When I returned to the mansion, convinced by Gracelia's words that it was the same, it was unusual that your father had already returned to the mansion. Apparently, he was worried about me for the first time in about six months.

When I was greeting my mother, who came running over, and her father, who looked a little relieved, back home, the house would be in a hurry again.

The door opened abusively, wondering if a running noise had approached, which was rare in the mansion.

"Sister!... Oh good, I was just coming home"

"Well, what's the matter with you so hastily if you rufest?

"What's going on? No………………"

Lufez, holding his head in a quiet manner, stared at me with resentful eyes.