This may be abrupt, but our Adelcian household has a reasonably good lineage. Possessing the same history as the royal family, wouldnât this be referred to as a noble consanguinity?
If it comes from me â Oh, I see â would be my standard of recognition, but others donât. Our rank was granted to us personally by the founding king, and it has been inherited ceaselessly without the lineage dying out.
And now, Father, the present head of the family amongst the successors is the most talented person with overflowing resourcesâŚ.. To me, his daughter, and his son, he was only visible as a doting and kind father. However, from the start, I understood that Father was amazing. He even had the present King as his acquaintance.
âŚ.. And such a Father had me as his daughter. Skillfully succeeding the talents of Mother and Father, I was also intimate with His Highness.
What do you think the othersâ reaction was to this?
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ăLiz-sama, thereâs someone here who would like to see youă
ăPlease decline saying that Iâm illă
I do not know how many times I have made that exchange. Haaa, and most recently, this has been the place that Iâm able to take a breather.
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I donât understand when this began. I reckon it probably started from the time of the kidnapping incident.
Due to supervising the large-scale crime, the Adelcian family has been very conspicuous. And so, even the incident about their daughterâs kidnapping became a widely known fact. That degree of destruction caused from flipping out was enough reason.
Well, thatâs to say, I have become known as a tragic heroine.
If it was just that, then it would have been fine. However, both his Majesty and his Highness joined in. His Majesty sent flowers and sweets which was awkward, and his Highness â being his usual self â personally called upon me at my house.
Naturally, if such things were done, this would make me even more conspicuous.
In addition, whilst admiring the flowers in my garden (In actuality, I was busy with selective breeding), I was seen by a curious aristocratâs son who fell in love with me at first sight âŚ.. Fell in love with me? More like, seems to have taken a fancy. The houseâs stalker âŚ.. Ahem, this is when I started receiving calling cards. If it was just based on appearances, rather than a sheltered young woman, I gave out an appearance that resembled a transient looking girl. My parentâs blood is amazing.
Even the other nobles seem to have to noticed me as a good object, and a strange appeal began. Why, by possessing excellent consanguinity and being liked by His Highness, being nothing but a delicate and reasonably beautiful (?) maiden, receiving me as a bride would therefore bring a lot of merits. If that wasnât meant to be, then being friends also had its merits; there would be no disadvantage from maintaining the friendship â was the view that was considered. Whereas for me, I found it terribly annoying.
ăCanât something be done about thisă
ăâŚ.. Only thisă
Every day receiving letters and attendant calls, as expected, I was getting fed up with it. Currying favors from this young girl now, they must be so free.
When I said Gilles was previously cold, or rather, had immediately up and vanished without paying any attention to me, in truth, he was dealing with these people. This was something that I wasnât aware of until much later.
âŚ.. If I think back, there were periods where I was comparatively free from being instructed and prohibited to visit the garden or leave my room, and at those times, Gilles looked sullen. Dealing with those people and driving them away âŚ.. Thinking that I wasnât being looked after was my selfishness.
ăHowever, we canât continue to decline them forever âŚ..ă
ăAs the other side is also an earlâs child, it canât be neglectedă
Amongst the intruding people, the most persistent was the Earl Emmenthalâs* son. No matter how many times he comes to pay a visit, because of him, I wouldnât come out and was terrified.
To provide context, he has been turned away, but if it was done continuously, he may fly into a rage. Though I have approximately a higher court rank in comparison with the emerging noble Earl Emmental, ignoring him wasnât okay. Even if it becomes troublesome, I couldnât possibly flat out refuse him.
How should I handle this?
ăMaybe I should meet him just once âŚ..ă
ăYou can not. Liz-sama will be defiledă
ăGilles, isnât that an overstatement âŚ.ă
ăâŚ.. That person is revoltingă
Seeing the serious look on Gillesâs face, I found it hard to believe and blinked my eyes incessantly. No, definitely impossible, that person is from an earlâs lineage. To go as far as to express disgust âŚ.. No, given the probability, it was scary.
Somehow or rather, when he was being received, he happened across Maria and it seemed that something happened as she frowned and pursed her lips. What have you done to my solace, Earl Emmentalâs son?
ăNâ Buâ But âŚ.. If we donât encounter each other, Iâll probably have it under control and âŚ..ă
ăHas Welf-sama said anything?ă
ăEven if I keep depending on Father âŚ.. Right now, heâs preoccupiedă
Father has been recruited to deal with that caseâs post-processing. Forcibly by the King. It seems ăSince it was my elite guardâs part-time work, therefore this time, it was his workăwas the Kingâs pretext. Although it was by the Kingâs instructions, well, it was Father who caused the destruction. Nonetheless, he decided by himself to clean up the aftermath.
ăAs expected from declining too much. Just once âŚ..ă
ăYou canât, Liz-sama doesnât know anything about that person, hence why you say thată
ăTâTo go that farâŚ.. BuâBut thereâs no solution, is there?ă
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âŚ.. And so, if I had taken Gillesâs sincere advice at that time, I wouldnât have regretted it so vehemently.
ăIâve been wanting to meet you, my princessă
Saying so, with arms wide open was the Earl Emmenthalâs son; I believe his name was Zerais-san*. Did you think I would rush over, leaping into your arms as you wished? Absolutely not. Since this is the first time weâve met, to come in contact with someone unfamiliar wouldnât be something I would normally consider.
ăEh, Ermmmmm âŚ.. This is the, first time, weâve met? Yes?ă
I said with a smile on my face, even if it was an insincere smile that was stiff.
Just once, and having been reminded, permitted the meeting. However, upon entering the drawing room, I immediately had the urge to spin around and make a U-turn.
The earlâs son upon seeing me â in an instant â expressed a vulgar smile. How should I put it? It was much more vulgar than being stared at by eyes fixed on their prey, like my body was being licked all over by that gaze.
It is important for me to say this but, Iâm only seven years old. Itâs not like Iâve developed secondary sex characteristics that would invite a man over; I only have a flat-chested, waist-less figure. If itâs the general preference, then I would almost never be received as a target, having a figure of a child.
Despite this, the eyes of the earlâs son (estimated 16 years old) turned, filled with desire. Even though it turned out this way, my crisis inference sensors sounded an alarm. Perhaps my human rights would disappear once I entered this personâs household as his bride, much less be allowed to step outside.
In other words, this person has a lolicon complex. Though the correct term given my age would be the Alice complex. âŚ.. It could also pass as paedophilia with the obvious abnormal feeling that I was feeling. To possess such cravings for me gave me the shivers.
Earl Emmenthal, you shouldnât have let this thing out into the world.
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ăThis is not my first timeă
ăHave we met somewhere before?ă
ăI watched you when you were in the garden playing with the flowers and the butterflies. I was convinced that this was fateă
No, isnât that just a one-sided encounter?
With a hardened smile on my face, the earlâs son took my hand. âŚ.. Ugh, No, you canât do that!
ăBy all means, wonât you come and become my bride?ă
The earl who conveniently took my hand left a kiss on the back of my right hand that Gillesâ oath existed.
Simultaneously with my whole body having goosebumps, *crackle*, and I felt myself losing control, bursting with magical powers.
ăâŚ.. Pardon me but Liz-sama is in a bad condition, so could you please leave?ă
As for the magic power not exploding accidentally, Gilles was covering for me by standing in the earlâs sonâs way.
With a hand placed on my shoulder, I could already feel like he was saying everything was going to be alright. That alone was enough to settle the waves of my overflowing magic powers, and I felt slightly relieved.
The earlâs son grimaced, feeling obviously hindered, but after I let out a forced cough, he was unable to pursue the matter. Actually, my face had turned pale and I was shivering, so it wasnât like I was lying.
ăIn that case, please give me your answer next time. Iâll be waiting for a favourable answeră
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After the earlâs son was led out by the maid, I slowly gave orders to Gilles who was standing by my side.
ăPlease prepare the bath right awayă
ăCertainlyă
Itâs no use, I feel cold. It was as Gilles said, that gaze gave off a defiling feeling. I also felt that Gillesâs oath was defiled. I must clean my body.
First of all, Iâll submerge myself in the bath for an hour, play with fluffy* Maria, after which I will hug and sit on Gilles until the unpleasant feelings go away.
By the way, the back of my hand was disinfected by Gilles after he did it again. I was embarrassed, but compared to the unpleasant feelings, this was several hundred times more pleasurable to receive â yup.