Itās very unfortunate, but itās an established fact.
Although I say that, she isnāt particularly unintelligent.
Sheās received proper education as a dukeās daughter, and her memory is astonishing.
Thatās not it⦠At any rate, sheās extremely dull to matters of love⦠Or perhaps I should say stupid.
The Royal Prince, Lord Garay, was in this room just until now. Thinking that features from the same family line as Freed would be to my little sisterās liking, I tried testing her response, but how should I put it, the result was⦠roughly as one could imagine.
āMy heart doesnāt flutter to Lord Garayā
My little sister, who clearly declared that, was curiously tilting her head, but I could only say that itās as expected.
Itās a world where political marriage is natural.
And in it, whatās between my little sister, a dukeās daughter, and Freed, the Crown Prince, is very unusually not a one-sided thing; they are lovebirds deeply in love with each other⦠However, my little sister isnāt conscious of that.
It seems recently sheās become self-conscious that she more or less loves him, but she still says it might be a temporary thing and calls it something incomprehensible like (provisional).
⦠Really, itās so stupid I wonāt even sigh at it.
My little sister is very easy to understand. Itās on the level where everybody except the person herself has noticed my little sisterās feelings.
From court ladies working in the Royal Palace down to rank and file soldiers, everybody watches over the lovebirds who flirt anywhere they go with warm eyes. Everybody blesses them that itās wonderful if they are happy. Despite that, even now my little sister canāt understand her feelings.
I knew well my little sister is dull regarding love, but now itās come this far it makes me want to say, āThatās enough, idiotā.
But ā recently Iāve noticed her partner, Freed, is also mostly stupid.
His once composed figure that earned him names like āthe flawless Crown Princeā completely disappears when my little sister is involved.
To please my little sister who heās lost his heart to, that guy will do anything.
āāāā As a proof⦠Just look at this.
āUwaa! Freed, cool!ā
āAre you pleased? Iām glad thenā
āā¦ā
I could only fall silent.
The reason is, when Freed returned from seeing Lord Garay off to a transfer gate, for some reason that guy (who I was thinking was a little late) came back wearing the uniform, despite there being no need to.
You! Are you being jealous of Lord Garay!!
I think I did well to stop myself from shouting.
He probably noticed Lidi fixedly observing Lord Garay.
Although he didnāt say anything back then, he changed his clothes as if to compete, honestly speaking I was amazed.
Moreover, Freed changed his clothes to those Lidi likes more⦠That is, the ceremonial formal wear.
Seriously, these lovebirds should go somewhere my eyes canāt reach.
But, as usual, I canāt afford to let Freed go today.
To keep him here from returning to his room with my little sister, I carefully called out to my little sister.
āOi, Lidi. The head chef was looking for you before, no?ā
āEhā¦ā
In an instant the look in my little sisterās eyes changed.
Her bewitched expression she was directing at Freed suddenly tightened.
My little sister is extraordinarily determined when it comes to cooking and allows no compromise in that area. Having heard the head chef is looking for her, my little sister silently separated from Freed and turned towards me.
āI see⦠Was he in a hurry?ā
āI wonder? I only caught sight of him. If you like, goā
ā⦠Is it about the yesterdayās talk⦠Perhaps I should go quickly. Yup, got it. Sorry, Freed. I have to goā
āEh⦠Lidi!?ā
Freed panicked from the unexpected development.
Without allowing him to open his mouth to stop her, I pressed him.
āFreed, you are working here with me. We still have work left, do you understandā
ā⦠I understand thatā
As Freed, frustrated from the bottom of his heart, nodded, my little sister said Well then and waving her hand left.
The moment she did, Freedās gaze pierced me.
āThat talk was a lie, right? Alexā
ā⦠I wonderā
Feeling a chill from his words, I made distant eyes.
Freed let out a large breath. Then he groaned to me.
ā⦠Itās underhanded to bring up cookingā
āIt aināt a line somebody who specially changed to the ceremonial formal wear to compete with Lord Garay should sayā
āā¦ā
Perhaps conscious of it, Freed sunk into silence.
⦠Really, these lovebirds.
Seeing Freed blatantly lose his motivation, I reluctantly suggested.
I thought that If I donāt say this, thereāll be no end to it.
ā⦠You just have to quickly finish and go pick her up⦠Iāll cooperateā
ā⦠Yeahā
With my words Freed recovered just a little.
Looking at his easy-to-understand expression thatās unlike him, I smiled wryly.
Well. If I can see him like this, itās not bad to be led around by the nose a little.
Thinking so, I noticed.
āāāā I see.
In other words, before I noticed Iāve also become quite an idiot to seriously think things like that.
Even so, if I can see the two of them happily smiling, it really canāt be helped.
I gallantly admitted to being the same idiot as them and decided to quickly finish work.