Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

A month has passed since I fell out of the loop.

In the meantime, the Duke was busy and busy working day and night, surrounded by a large crowd of people, with investigations of suspected masterminds and interrogations and evidentiary hand-wounds to the nobles. The fact that he could not return from going to the Wang capital and would not be able to see him for a few days was also absurd.

But it's worth it, and the trial seems to be going in its favor. Forced the king to take his side, so the investigation of the masterminds is going well, and the evidence of the crime is being found flabby?

The king is being praised for this one, though it's a little bit of a praise. The Duke in the Wang capital treats you as a "pitiful little boy who cried to the king to help him", which is pretty awkward though. You have to be patient there.

The Duke, in order to solve the case —— for me, has suffered all the disgrace.

Father took Teresa back to Baltic territory when he saw signs of case convergence.

"Anyway, keep him company until things settle down. Your Highness will balk with your heart."

During the drop-off, his father blurted out such ominous words. At first I thought it was a joke about being a father, but when I looked at the back of my departing father's head, I kind of felt thinner than before.

That might have been advice based on a hands-on experience. I suddenly got anxious when I thought so, and I've been doing the Duke's scalp checks indispensable every morning here these days. So far, noticeable hair loss is not acceptable.

Well, we shouldn't be unnecessarily worried about the Duke, regardless of the balding baldness. At this important time, the wife is disqualified from pulling her husband's leg.

So this past month, I've behaved more sophisticated than I've ever been. Specifically, he spent his days learning all over the mansion and territory, learning foreign languages from Serenia, and exorcising the rats who vandalized the pantry.

Serenia told me, "Exotic words are actually easier to acquire when you speak them or write to them," so I have written and sent them to Brother Tris, who returned to the King's Capital, saying, "Thank you very much for that verse". And then I said, "I don't know, is this human language?" The rude reply returned. Wrong person to send completely.

I had no choice, so I told Risel that I was cautious in the official building of Wang Du, "Did you properly confess to Serenia? I wrote," and just before I sent it, Serenia herself collected the letter.

—— As such, the life of the wife of the deep window is still admirably ongoing.

But I don't have class or work today.

The Duke asked me out on a date last night because I had a little time.

... Even when I say date, it's on the castle grounds.

Still, it was such a joyous event to jump up to me that I had been disciplining myself and making love almost inside the castle for over a month.

I was so happy, I told the escorts and the samurai, "I'm going out a little with the Duke today," that I was obviously forced to be vigilant and at some point the number of escorts waiting in the hallway was increasing. I wonder what everyone thinks of me.

◇

Though I thought I was going for a walk in the garden exactly, the Duke took me to the stables a short walk from the east wing.

There's a nostalgic scent somewhere, mixed with leaves and horse manure, that pushes me against it. It's an inappropriate fragrance for a date, but it's reassuring with wonder.

I've always wanted to introduce you to her.

That being said, the Duke stops in front of a single horse.

Black, glossy fur. Beautiful ass and legs with bold curves, even as you tighten up. Sophisticated and elegant standing.

—— It was a horse I knew well.

"Bu, Black Thunder......!

"Black......?

The appearance of my black partner makes me feel extremely emotional and vocal. Though the Duke seemed strange, I rushed over to the Black Thunder without my permission and stroked my thick neck.

"Hihin!"

"Aww!

Don't touch me cheerfully, Black Thunder will bite my head off thoughtfully.

... right. On second thought, this is the first time for her. If a strange woman suddenly approached you, you'd be surprised, naturally.

This is the second time I have met reset. Sad.

"Here, why don't you stop?"

The Duke rushes to stroke his nostrils. Then Black Thunder took his mouth off me softly and rubbed his nose tip against the Duke's body to sweeten him.

My grief spreads unnecessarily when I am shown intimacy with the Duke in front of me. My... buddy.

"Are you okay, Cattleya?"

"Yes. Light or plump."

"I'm sorry, she's got a high temper. When I started keeping them, too, they bit me many times and made it difficult."

"That means... is this child a dedicated horse of the Duke?

"Oh. I'll be dating her for over four years now"

The Duke strokes the nostrils of the Black Thunder. The voice sounded just a little proud.

Mm-hmm. Moyah for the Black Thunder to sweeten to the Duke instead of me, but also for the Duke to introduce her so well.

I know the cause, because about 60% of the day a duke with a bumpy look rarely smiles nico good. Usually, you suck at laughing.

It's like being brought a proud mistress in front of me and being introduced to, "You guys are going to get along" even makes me feel that way.... No wait yourself. Horses on boulders. Jealousy on opponents is bad.

"It would be a great horse. It's graceful, powerful and beautiful to run with. I thought you might like it."

"Also, of course I liked it! I've never seen such a beautiful horse."

Nodding loudly to delude, the Duke said, "Well, good," and happily began to talk a little early about the Black Thunder pedigree.

I stole a hell of a horse to pinpoint...... Seeing a rap duke sometime, I think so. That loop where I stole the black sander and ran away. Assuming you were able to get out of the loop after that, what would the Duke have reacted if he found out that his wife and favorite horses had all disappeared.

As I pondered, Black Thunder glanced at me sideways and put his face over the Duke's shoulder. Oh, this guy.

"Here," the Duke shyly laughs, tickling.

"Eclair, why don't you stop?"

"Give me that?

The duke nods as the word that sounds small sprinkled pops up and tilts his neck.

"Oh, that's her name. Hey, Eclair."

"Blacksa"

"It's Eclair."

Unusual, covered in unspoken voices, I swallow words.

Oh, was that the name?

Yee-ru is nothing wrong, but somehow I feel betrayed, and I stare at my crushed almond-shaped eyes.

Black Thunder...... not, eh?

It's kind of a poor sounding name. Black Thunder is too tame in me to stick.

Black... Eclair... Blah... Gimme...

"Bucler......"

I try to squeal like that with puffiness. Buclair stuck his teeth out and bit my head again.

◇

After quenching Buclair's anger, the Duke said he wanted to run her, so the two of us got ready for the horse and went outside the stables. Under the teasing blue sky, alongside me, the Duke and Buclair, I walk relaxed on the lawn.

Along the way, the Duke opened his mouth with an earful.

"... just one thing. I need a favor."

"What is it, Duke?

When asked, the Duke lays down his eyes in embarrassment for some reason. But he said with his face up as he had decided to, slightly blushing his cheeks.

"It's time for you to change the way you call it"

"Huh?"

"It's very uncomfortable to be called to the throne by my wife forever. I'd like you to call me by name, if possible."

……

Too much now, I look seriously at my husband's face speaking in the light.

Why won't you tell me sooner? Even though I've been busy this past month, I should have had as many opportunities to talk. And it's not even as topical as I'd say in the light.

With that said, I recall that a lot of problems have arisen because of the vices that can be illuminated in this unbearable place.

"That kind of understatement is based on a misunderstanding," I need to make it clear here.

... but she has very beautiful silver hair that glitters in the light of the sun. While I was stuck in love, your novel pulled into the back of my throat.

Sapphire blue eyes gently reflect me. Eyelashes longer than mine, noses better through, crisp eyebrows, everything is beautiful.

He was a good-looking guy with no complaints. At a brain conference, a unanimous, good-looking acquittal is handed down.

"What's wrong?

"... no. I'm just a little upset."

They peered into my face as I stopped, so I answered in a panic. The face that seemed worried, it was nice after all.

If you look this good, you'll be allowed to chat poorly or even on the top of the Buddha. At least I forgive. I don't mind if they say so.

My grandmother said, "Be an acceptable person for your vulnerability". So I accept my weakness and become a stronger wife.

Besides, I'm on a date now. Don't say anything extra, I want to indulge in the air of a newlywed couple.

"Well, from today on, I'll call you the Duke, Cruse."

Crusade, it's a long time, and he doesn't seem to be chewing.

There seemed to be no particular dissatisfaction, so I wrapped my hand around Cruse's left arm and leaned over. And I'll call his name to try.

"Cruse"

"... oh"

Cruse responded to his discipline, though he did.

It's a little hard to walk, but the couple leans in and walks away as they go.

Heh heh, did you see that, Buclair?

Convinced of the victory, he stole a glimpse of Buclair's face, but returned a cool gaze, like saying, "Be my guest".

I kind of felt like I was shown the difference in character as a woman.

◇

Going out to a ploughed place without trees, Cruse rode on Buclair and showed us the grounds as a rush.

Buclair kicks the earth with supple legs and runs bravely.

The way she ran, Cruse only boasted, was certainly graceful and elegant. The beautiful lord on top adds more beauty.

But after running lightly to show it, Cruse quickly pulled the reins to slow down and approached me with Buclair.

"Come on, it's your turn next"

"What, me?

"I guess you like horseback riding. I heard that from my brother-in-law."

Saying, the Duke tries to get out of the saddle. I shook my head as I held it down.

"Yes, fine. Buku... you'll be happier with Cruse on board."

"Don't be so reluctant. If you run, you'll feel a little better."

I am annoyed by the gentle sound of labor.

Could Cruse have taken me out like this because he found out I was too grown-up and rotten? I'm ashamed of myself for taking it like a mistress proud and baking my own yakimochi.

I want to ride. The truth is, I really want to ride.

I know Buclair well enough to ride. Now that you have a clear view, you will enjoy a more refreshing horseback ride than before.

But the night I fell through the window, I also reflected on the boulder. It was miraculously almost intact, but instead my father grew old and the Duke was slackened. My brother gave me the hard irony to argue with, "You, you work better than an assassin".

If it falls out of the window, I feel it falling out of the horse. I can't ride horseback swallowing with a hunch of falling horses.

I don't even want to do something again and lose Cruse's blocky silver hair. No, more than that...

I pulled my right hand toward Buclair with my left hand all the way back.

"... I'll stop. Because it would be tough in case it went down. And if it shocks you any more, the kid inside will be stupid."

"The child inside......?

"Yes. Hi, I think I'm in the stomach. So we have to be careful."

It's a little early, but I thought I should talk to you when I get here, and I answer that.

Cruse solidified his smile, glanced at my stomach, and then stared at my face again.

"... the child?

"It's a child."

……

"It's Krusei's."

……

After biting my words silently for a while, Cruse slipped off the saddle.