“I-I’m sorry to have kept you waiting…”
“Ah…”
I was so captivated by the sight of my favorite fiancée, who had come after getting ready, that I embarrassingly spilled tea from my mouth.
But, well, it couldn’t be helped.
Clad in a black and blue dress, with a silhouette that fit her figure more snugly than her usual attire, the contrast with her remaining childishness was just too much.
And to top it off, the skirt even had a slit, making me anxious that the guys would be glued to Sandra, starting right now.
“Th-that… it’s Madam Selway’s latest design, and, w-well, I was wondering if it was too daring…”
“Not at all. There’s absolutely no problem.”
Rather, Madam Selway, who prepared such a design… Good job! From now on, I’ll definitely favor you.
“A-Alexandra, isn’t that a bit much? That… i-it feels like there’s a lot of exposure…”
“Not at all. On the contrary, it’s a novel design that accentuates Sandra’s beauty.”
Cedric, I hate to say it, but I’ll have to deny everything you say.
If, by any chance, Sandra reconsiders and changes into another dress, I won’t be able to admire her like this anymore.
“Well, well, you’ve already captivated Prince Harold.”
“Mother!?”
Madam Norma gave a thumbs up with a beaming smile, and Sandra’s face turned bright red.
What’s more, even her exposed shoulders and thighs were faintly blushing, and… well, I’m a teenager in the middle of puberty, so I’m super excited, is there a problem? Even though inside, I’m a nineteen-year-old college student.
“W-well then, let’s go. Monica and Caz are also eagerly awaiting your arrival.”
“Y-yes…”
I gulped and slowly took Sandra’s small hand.
Ugh… calm down, my Harold. I can’t expose my unsightly side and be disillusioned like this.
We boarded the carriage in a nervous state and remained silent until we arrived at the Royal Palace.
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“Nothing happened at all… Could it be that His Highness is a wimp?”
“Ugh!?”
As soon as I returned to the Royal Palace, why did I have to be glared at by my Personal Maid?
Well, I can’t deny that I’m a wimp, just as she pointed out.
“Or perhaps His Highness is interested in gentlemen rather than ladies…”
“Monica!?”
Monica, that little… she’s definitely playing with me.
It’s been a while since her troublesome personality has come to the forefront.
More than that.
“N-no way… could it be that Lord Hal is interested in gentlemen…”
“No, no, please don’t take it seriously.”
I calmly consoled Sandra, who had a look of despair on her face.
I mean, I wish she would understand how much I’m captivated by her.
“Anyway, it’s almost time for the Celebration Party to start, so let’s head to the venue as well.”
“Y-yes.”
Pulling myself together, I took Sandra’s hand and headed to the venue.
Monica will be participating in the Celebration Party as a server, and she also has the role of delivering food to Caz, so we’ll be meeting up with her later at the venue.
Then.
“Harold, Brother…”
“Wilfred…”
Unfortunately, I ran into Wilfred in the hallway.
By the way, as expected, or rather, as planned, Wilfred’s partner is Marion. It feels like it’s been a while since she appeared. Even though she’s the main heroine, she’s treated worse than a sub-heroine.
“Step-sister… or, I shouldn’t call you that anymore.”
“No. Before calling me ‘step-sister,’ I don’t recall ever allowing you to speak to me in the first place.”
Sandra said sharply to Wilfred, who was cautiously trying to talk to her.
Marion was watching their exchange as if she had become air. She was trembling so much that it was pitiful, probably because she was given the fear of death by Sandra during the previous confrontation.
“Brother… about the matter I consulted with you the other day, could you reconsider?”
“You’re being persistent. There’s no way I’ll ever join hands with you.”
I am Harold Wel Dehauvalz, the Third Prince, less than a stepping stone in “EnHaza.”
Immediately after regaining my memories of my previous life, I was only thinking about how to distance myself from this protagonist and heroine, but now that there’s a possibility that Sandra could be harmed, I’m prepared to fight.
Against the protagonist, against the heroine… no, against this world of “Engage Hazard.”
“That’s why, don’t you dare talk to me at today’s Celebration Party. Of course, I won’t allow you to observe our situation or even enter my sight.”
“…Harold, Brother, why do you hate me so much?”
Wilfred asked, directing a sharp gaze that could kill.
What is this man saying?
His actions towards Sandra, using my name when we were children.
His extremely disrespectful attitude towards me and Sandra since regaining my memories of my previous life.
That alone is enough reason to hate him.
Well, but after all, it’s probably because of that.
“Because you are my fated enemy.”
After saying that, I left Wilfred and the others behind and entered the venue with Sandra.
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