I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

The shadow fell all the way down, and I returned to me.

At the same time, I looked, and some kind of all-body white guy takes it in a flowing motion through my hands.

I tried to shake that hand away, but I thought and thought of myself as a substitute for Katerina.

If you looked closely at them, you looked familiar to them.

This kizzy smile on my stroked blonde. A mask inspired by a pigeon.

This is the man who was dropping by Katerina in the name of Leonhardt.

Caterina's reputation must be avoided for shallow behaviour.

But I don't know, I don't like it when people hold my hand when I'm not impressed.

What shall we do...

The other guy wouldn't say anything. He tried to peek into my face suspicious of me.

If they see your face seriously, they'll even find out it's fake!

I manage to hide my mouth with a fan that opens up somewhere, laughing deeply.

Oh, but wouldn't it make sense to laugh if you hid your face with a fan?

I worried about that, but they didn't say anything in particular.

"This is brown again. You've chosen plain cuttlefish. Thanks to you, for a moment, I had lost sight of you, but yes, but to that extent your beauty will not be lost at all, my Princess Risea."

Leonhardt (laughs) shrugs my hair in one room without saying no, grinning and grinning deeply.

This, this guy, is a real idiot...!

You can't possibly mistake me and Katerina for how much you're wearing a mask.

No, well, being mistaken for such a beautiful girl doesn't mean I don't have the slightest pleasure.

Or it's a plain rash.

For seventeen years now, brown has been doing it with ground hair!

Brown.

It's a really good color.

Even Bern told me that he likes brown because it's a warm and relieving color. I can't believe you don't know how good brown is, you fool.

Speaking of which, I think I heard somewhere that blondes are prone to baldness.

Besides being indistinguishable between Katerina and me, an unreachable person like you, who names Leonhardt, counts the number of hairs scattered on pillows every morning, all you have to do is tremble into a bald future that will come true!

Oh, but a cool guy can look good even if he's bald. Very little, though.

So even though I hadn't been done much by the man in front of me yet, he seemed terribly disgusted.

Somehow, instinct says I'll never fit in with this guy.

But what is it?

I've sadly never been hot from a man, so I don't know how to get it right.

Bern is unhealthy to sleep in bed with me until he marries me! And it was so twitchy that it didn't even make it into a situation that had to be revealed.

Huh ~ Something's suddenly making me want to go home. Even though Bern's opposition has been pushed away to join us.

For now, while I make it look great, I can't let 36 escape.

You'll figure it out if you see the timing and run away.... maybe.

Before I was spoken to any more and bored out, I subtly pulled myself back and tried to escape.

But what they're good at. They've slipped my body into my path, so they turn me off the other way.

"Why are you running away?

That's fake!

There was no way I could say it, and I was silent with a clear face that I wasn't interested in you.

But that didn't seem to convey very well.

Leonhardt (laughs) pulled my hand glitchy with his thin blue eyes in the back of his mask.

I thought I'd go that way, and when I stomped like a lady, I hoisted the edge of my mouth with increasing pleasure.

Yikes! Shit, I'm scared!

Why are you happy!? I don't know what that means at all!

"Are you behaving like that and stirring me up? That's right, Katerina is good at tickling her manhood."

I didn't stir it up!!

This guy, he's stupid. I thought he was stupid, is that it? Are you a burning system as much as a woman who can't get it?

Should I honestly tell her that I am someone else in Katerina's prank already?

But it hasn't been that long since I switched...

Besides, wouldn't Leonhardt (laughs) be outraged and annoyed that he was someone else by dictating so far?

I'm the Marquise at the end of the day, so if this man is anything less than the Count, well, it won't matter.

Oh, no, maybe it's gonna be a big deal. Leonhardt (laughs) is better, not me.

Whatever Bern or Lucas tries to do, it's hard for me.

... Tell me for yourself. What, the Marquis sounds good. I always thought I'd be the Duchess, but in the end, if I could be Bern's wife, I'd be whatever it takes to hold on before the Lady.

I don't care.

No. I tried to escape reality.

No, but at least let me make an excuse!

I thought I could do it when I thought of it!

Because I am an asshole!!

And as you can see, I'm a mess right now.

I have to think about it.

How do we cut through?

Leonhardt (laughs) gave himself up and put his face closer to my ear.

The exhalation is on my neck muscles and I have to be unintentionally neither myself nor lid. Aah!? And I can see you're about to scream.

My body was tense and it was as if it had become a pean and a single stick.

And I came up with it abruptly.

Yeah, let's pretend we're surprised and let the fan drop deliberately and pick it up.

And then you run away at that moment!

"Why don't you two just let me hear your lovely voice?

(laughs) Leonhardt grabbed my hand and stroked my belly loose from bottom to top with his opposite hand.

"Hii..."

Now just a little screaming leaked.

'Cause you, the guy you don't know, and you don't even like, are tough at close range, but you're being touched in the stomach and all that torture.

The cold sweat blew out. Of course, it's disgusting.

Now if Katerina hadn't had a good time with Ionias, she'd just cry.

I pulled a lot of strength out of my hand holding it in a fan that was hiding my mouth in an attempt to get away just now.

A delicate red lace fan falls as it swirls according to gravity, albeit under air resistance.

Feeling Leonhardt's unwanted breath on his neck, I stared at the fan slowly falling like a slow motion, at the edge of my sight.

Quickly.

Come on, fall.

"What?"

That was at the same time that the fan fell to the floor and made a light noise.

Leonhardt (laughs) sounded like a crushed frog and suddenly left his body.

No, correctly, they grabbed my collar and pulled it from me.

Grabbing Leonhardt's (laughing) root like a kitten, he's as true as all his facial muscles have frozen.

Slimmed and quite tall.

The white hair seems to belong to the population and is slightly puffy.

And the silver mask was as cold in color as his expression.

"Are you..."

He was the weird guy who gave me roses.

But it seems something different...

How dare you touch her?

He had a low voice that sounded from the bottom of the earth.

The gray eyes peeking from the back of the mask shine a cold light like a blade.

At that moment, I understood.

Hey, is that what happened?

The word ghost Katerina put aside.

An arm that helped me when I was tangled up in a strange numb man.

Blue Darius face.

He was, exactly, the ghost of this masquerade.

"Something that made me swim a little more if I didn't even do something stupid. Well, fine."

The grey-haired man crawls his hands with black gloves on Leonhardt's throat.

"You know it's wiser not to scream or ask for help, right?

Stunning or fearful, he opens his eyes, trembling and yet Leonhardt (laughing) snorts again and again.

By that time something like absolute intimidation and intent to kill had seeped out of the person holding his throat.

And the moment the grey-haired man took his hand off his throat, one nobleman popped out of people, slapped Leonhardt (laughing) on the shoulder, and spoke affectionately to him about whether he was here.

That's very natural and just seems to be talking to a friend I stumbled upon. But as far as Leonhardt's pale face goes, he doesn't know him.

"Hey, what's up with you? You look pretty pale."

"Who, you...!

"Ha, that's an interesting joke. Let's have a little booze and talk."

"Ma..."

Wait.

Trying to say that, Leonhardt (laughs) made his body tighten up a bit.

I don't know if I finally understand the situation I'm in, or if I'm being poked at even something that looks painful when I stab something sharp where I can't see it, but that's probably what I'm talking about.

And the cheerful man grabbed my shoulder disappointingly, and Leonhardt (laughing) was donned.

I watched a series of events in silence, then sighed and weakened at the hiccups.

And I turn my blame glance to him, sitting right in front of me.

You didn't have to pretend to be Caterina in front of him, and it was just an asshole to do it.

"So?"

Beyond the silver mask, it is generally said to be rare, but for me the familiar gray eyes are shaking gray.

Without a heart or its large figure, it also appears to be shrinking small.

There was no killing, no compelling, but rather a little pitiful, bullying like a child before he scolded me, which was already directed at a man who tried to work intact on me.

"I wonder why you're here? My husband."