“I hope this suits Prince Harold’s palate.”
“Yes, it’s incredibly delicious.”
It was dinner time, and we were all enjoying the dishes that had been lined up in abundance.
As expected of a place near the sea, the seafood was unbelievably delicious.
More than that.
“Hal! This, um…”
“You mean the sashimi?”
“Yes! It’s so good, isn’t it!”
Caz, perched on my shoulder, was subtly expressing her joy so Margo wouldn’t hear.
That’s right.
For some reason, even though this was supposed to be a European-style country, they had prepared fish sashimi.
In my previous life, eating sashimi was common, so I was incredibly nostalgic and ate quite a bit.
However, since there was no soy sauce, I had to use salt.
“Monica, you’ve been eating such delicious things since you were little.”
“…I suppose so.”
Monica’s expression didn’t change as she lightly nodded and put the food in her mouth.
The emotions she had shown so much before coming here were now completely unreadable.
At that moment.
“I apologize for being late.”
A woman appeared, dressed in a green dress and performing a curtsy.
This woman with gray hair and emerald-like eyes, who could she be…?
“Please forgive my tardiness. I am Sarah, the second daughter of the Ashton family.”
“Ah… I’m Harold. Thank you for having me.”
I hurriedly stood up and introduced myself.
The second daughter, so Monica’s younger sister. She doesn’t resemble Monica at all, probably because she takes after her mother.
“Sarah, take a seat quickly. You’re keeping Prince Harold waiting.”
“Fufu, you’re right.”
Urged by Madam Margo, Sarah smiled wryly and sat across from me.
Normally, Monica, as the eldest daughter, would sit in front of me, but she’s also being treated as a guest this time, so she’s sitting two seats to my right.
“Even so, I never imagined that His Highness would wish to spend his time in the Ashton Territory.”
“Yes. Actually, I heard that Monica’s family’s Ashton Territory has the sea. That’s why I came here uninvited.”
I noticed a slightly thorny tone, but I deliberately ignored it.
She’s Monica’s mother, and we’re the ones causing trouble.
However.
“Margo. Do you have any complaints about my Lord Hal?”
“Eh!? N-no, I deeply apologize…”
When Sandra said that with a cold gaze, Madam Margo apologized with a cold sweat.
Ah, so her previous words were indeed a sarcastic remark towards me.
Haa… I was trying to be considerate so Monica could see her family, and this is the result…
I’ll apologize to Monica when we get back to our room.
After that, we finished dinner in a slightly heavy atmosphere.
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“Monica, I’m really sorry…”
As soon as we returned to our room, I bowed deeply and apologized to Monica.
At first, I thought Monica might be feeling shy or nervous because it was her first time back home in a while, but I realized that she really didn’t want to come here.
Moreover, even though her own daughter had returned, Madam Margo didn’t even try to make eye contact and acted as if she was annoyed by our presence. It was a complete failure.
“P-Prince Harold, please stop. I am the one who should apologize for making you feel unpleasant.”
Monica bowed her head in response.
“No, Monica, you did nothing wrong. It’s my fault for deciding things on my own.”
“No, it’s my fault. I should have warned you in advance so that this wouldn’t happen…”
“No, it’s me!”
“No, it’s me.”
For some reason, it developed into a back-and-forth, and neither Monica nor I could back down… I mean.
“Ah, haha… What are we doing on the first day of our stay?”
“Indeed. To take responsibility, I have no choice but to offer you a special night, Your Highness. Or perhaps you would like to offer one to me?”
Monica pushed up her glasses and said something like that to me, who was giving a wry smile.
But… yeah. That’s the Monica I love, the usual Monica.
“Muuu… Are you leaving me out?”
“Seriously. Hal and Monica are so mean.”
Sandra puffed out her cheeks as much as possible, and Caz crossed her front legs and glared at me with a sullen look. Both of them are cute.
“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
“Fufu, I know.”
“Ehehe, I was just teasing you a little.”
Sandra and Caz were so cute as they adorably stuck out their tongues that I almost hugged them. If I had a smartphone, I would definitely take a picture and use it as my wallpaper.
Then.
“Prince Harold, Young Lady, Caz-san… thank you.”
“The pleasure is all mine. I’m always being helped by you, you know.”
I replied with a smile to Monica, who blushed slightly and bowed.
And then, late that night.
“Prince Harold…”
…Why am I being cornered by Sarah in a see-through nightgown?
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