(MTL) It seems that the fiancée who is in love will be turned into a villainess

chapter 80

26. Return of Ricardo

　After leaving Ricardo-dono to Harold, I received several days of medical treatment.
　When I visited the royal palace, Elizabeth always accompanied me, and Lars was stunned. Lars, who was sitting next to my pillow, gave me a look like, "You're in trouble too..." and rubbed her forehead, and fell into a ridiculously complicated mood, but she With Elizabeth's affection, she recovered.
　
　
　When I explained the situation to Ricardo-dono and apologized that I could no longer hide it,
　
"Well, I thought it would be like that."
　
　A simple answer came back.
　
"...Did you notice?"
“Because you looked at me and said, ‘This is troublesome again’. You must be trying to hide it, but I can tell from the expression that Mariabel gave me a hundred times. I knew something must have happened."
　
　mother…….
　
“But I didn’t realize that my memories were sealed.
　
　While being tapped on the shoulder by a large handsome man, I almost staggered, and when I understood the words that had been yelled at me, I looked at Ricardo-dono.
　I decided to talk about this honestly because I thought that hiding it would put a greater burden on those around me.
　Even so, I was wondering if I would get a little scolding.
　
"I've passed. I'll send the troublesome guy home."
　
　With a smile on his tanned face, Ricardo declared.
　An expression of surprise appears on an unexpected word.
　
“Are you passing?”
"You look like you don't know why. I told you, the king doesn't run the country alone. You're recognized by other people. They want to help you. I'm sure you'll help Mariabel's country. It will prosper, so it's a pass."
「――……」
"Live on good terms with Princess Elizabeth."
　
　A big hand pops on my head.
　While he was taken aback, Ricardo asked Harold to prepare a carriage for him. It seems that he is seriously going home now.
　In addition, I was asked to show Mariabelle's face at the end, and I was forced to hold a pendant with a new design that had not yet been released. Will you leave then?
　
"Dear Ricardo..."
"It's okay, you will grow up and become a good king."
"No, in the end, you just came to play because there was a hole in the barrier, right?"
"Live well! See you at the wedding!"
　
　After interrupting my words without saying anything, Ricardo-dono left, just like when he came, dashing and abruptly.
　
　
"Are you finally home...?"
　
　When I went to report Ricardo-dono's return, my mother brought a huge work desk into the bedroom and was buried in a pile of documents.
　As expected, if the king falls, government affairs will be delayed so much.
　
"I'm arranging your wedding. Papa is lying down even if I ask him to help me, and you're a jerk."
"I'm sorry about that."
　
　Mother, please stop reading my mind.
　
　And when I looked at my father, I noticed that this couple is also a pair look. Both my father and mother were wearing jackets with the same pattern. It's probably for when Ricardo-dono wanted to see his mother. Creating a lovey-dovey feeling with a pair look... it doesn't seem to be very effective.
　Is it a remnant of that that she often wore matching outfits in front of me?
　
　When I was looking at the jackets of my father and mother alternately, my mother let out a sigh.
　
“Even though the pair look fever has subsided recently, it’s Ricardo’s fault again…”
　
　Ah, mother is reluctant.
　
"I ask the maid what I'm wearing. So I try to wear the same thing."
　
　The degree of reluctance was beyond my imagination. Are you a stalker?
　Father, you love your mother much more than I thought.
　
"You shouldn't be this kind of husband."
　
　Father's snoring gets louder. Pretending to be asleep. understand.
　Mother, you're not lucky with men... No, if you think about it in terms of position. But I didn't want Elizabeth to feel the same way, so I nodded politely, telling her to take care of her.

27. Maybe we are a good match?

　With Ricardo-dono's return to Japan, preparations for the marriage were once again made as soon as possible.
　As my mother said, I can't get my hands on the wedding ceremony in the current state, so I decided to prepare the room to welcome Elizabeth.
　Checking the furniture and daily necessities prepared here... It looks like a really honeymoon preparation.
　
　It seems that the list of household goods to be brought in from the Duke of La Montlievre mansion is almost finished.
　Things that Elizabeth doesn't usually use, but it's better to move them to the royal palace than to keep them at her parent's house――for example, musical instruments, rare books, and accessories and playground equipment that have been passed down in the ducal family. part. where do you put those things?
　
“If I put everything in my room, will it be a hindrance to my guests when they come over?”
"Yes, if you leave..."
　
　Originally, the detached palace where I and Elizabeth were supposed to live is spacious enough. The reason I'm having trouble finding a place to put things is because my parents want us to live together, and they're trying to make Elizabeth's room next to the one I was originally using.
　It was decided that the things that couldn't fit in the room would be put there, so I took Elizabeth and Harold, who were visiting the royal palace, to see how they were separated.
　
　I haven't been in the detached house since that time when I was searching for Plum.
　After finding several rooms and deciding on a rough storage location, we returned to near the front door.
　
　In the same room where Plum suddenly appeared, Lars, who was being held by Harold, suddenly lifted his head. Lately, he's completely attached to Harold, so he hasn't been in the basket yet... was that a bad thing?
　Kicking the arm that was holding him, Wrath flew.
　The destination is the same room.
　
"Lars-sama!!"
"What's wrong, is something wrong!?"
　
　Could it be another monster? Or maybe there's something wrong with Plum's residual magical power?
　In front of us who rushed after us, Lars tackled the door. The key was easily broken by the dragon's body, and the door was wide open.
　
　The dimly lit room was filled with countless brilliance.
　It's not magical power. A faint amount of sunshine bounces off the exquisitely carved ornate frame and dances to it. At the center of it all was Elizabeth, who had a divine smile on her face. ……a lot.
　From the young Elizabeth to the grown-up current Elizabeth. Portraits were lined up and hung on the wall like a little growth record.
　
　Memories that had become vague in confusion come back. Stiff, I watched the events of that day flash through her mind.
　That's right... Harold and I were carrying Elizabeth's portrait into this room when Plum appeared.
　
　……As expected, Elizabethfire・nine・because it would.
　
　Who said that he was better than my father? It's me
　
"Well..."
　
　I heard a dumbfounded voice from next to me, and I turned my head around like I was rusty. Elizabeth stares into her room with eyes wide open in amazement.
　finished……?
　
"Here..."
　
　Elizabeth's faint, whispering voice echoed.
　If here?
　……Isn’t that a word of rejection?
　
“Your Highness Vincent, there is something that I have not been able to say. If possible, I wanted to bring it here, but I couldn’t think of a suitable place to store it…”
"Ooh?"
"Please let me put it here. Thank you for finding a place."
　
　Elizabeth smiled. She doesn't seem to be upset, angry, or disgusted.
　Come to think of it, Elizabeth didn't react even when her portrait was put in a pocket watch.
　
"May I ask what it is?"
"It's a life-size portrait of His Highness Vincent! It's a shame to leave it in my parents' house, but I was wondering how it would be to display it in my room, in front of His Highness himself."
　
　Same reason as mine.
　Safe, it seems. Aren't you too deep, my fiancée?
　
"Of course you can."
　
　With a smile on her face, Elizabeth went to pick up Lars with a cheerful expression.
　Lars stands where he can see all of Elizabeth's portraits, and has a blissful expression on his unchanging face.
　I see, he hasn't had a chance to get close to Elizabeth since he quarreled and broke up with Elizabeth when he was a child. If I could be with her at a dinner party, I'm sure she would have been lucky enough to just watch from afar.
　
"Mr. Lars"
　
　When his name was called, Lars reluctantly looked back at the group of portraits and ran towards Elizabeth.
　
“I should have left the appearance of His Highness Vincent as well…”
　
　Hearing those muttered words, I, Lars, and Harold all stared at Elizabeth with all their might. In particular, Harold, who had arranged for me not to be in this room last time, had a face that made me wonder if it was unnecessary help.
　
　Maybe we are a good match?