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

"Don't worry, Leo doesn't have a fiancée."

"Really?

In our country, it is normal to decide on a fiancée from a young age. So the target audience of the maiden game had a slippery fiancée set up.

The story of abandoning the fiancée and choosing the heroine was also popular.

Yeah, but Leo wasn't the target of the attack... so I guess that's why.

"You know you are, don't you? My Huffles Fleur family is a freak."

"Oh, I see."

"Whether you have a fiancée determined by your parents or not, if you decide to do so in person, it is the characteristics of those born in our home who negotiate and think about exercising their strengths. It's ridiculous, so you don't have to decide."

I laughed without thinking. What a Huffleur clan.

"By the way."

"Yes."

"Whose escort is Christiane going to take this year's Red Moon Festival?

"What..."

Suddenly, I stopped carrying the paperwork completely.

I wasn't even thinking about it. Well, until now, I have been unconditionally escorted by His Highness, Master Grecion... but of course I can't do that this year.

The Red Moon Festival doesn't mean you definitely need an escort, and there are many examples of common folk kids attending solo or amicable among friends.

However, aristocrats mostly take escorts and participate.

Wow, this is troublesome. Rufest has a fiancée.

"Right...... you're in trouble. What was Gracelia like until last year?

"Me? I was asking Leo."

Well, cousins and sisters are each other. Nice, Master Leo.

"Heh heh, I only understood that we didn't have a partner."

For some reason Master Gracelia smiled contentedly, but I rather didn't want to notice.

There's no way I can be impeccable enough to work for you to escort me from a woman, and I can't believe I'm spending the rest of my time thinking I'm depressed.

"You don't have to look so troubled. You don't even have to. I, Lord Cristiane, have an idea of who might offer me an escort."

"I don't think so."

"Yeah, I felt like I had to slap you in the butt a little bit."

I don't know why Lady Gracelia is making clenching fists... but I wonder if she already knows the information about it as the future queen. I feel the difference between the vessel I make and the one I make.

"Anyway, Master Cristiane, please take your time."

I could only nod ambiguously, smiling gracefully and watching as I was moved by Master Gracelia, whose only paperwork hand was moving at high speed.