The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

It was the moment when my deep aspirations that I wanted to decorate with were revealed.  At me, Dietrich sighs and touches my forehead.

"I don\'t need anything like that, I."

"I know our situation."

(And the Dahlia Palace is poor.)

I cry and add, and Detrihe quickly denies it, as if she was crying.

"Who on earth said that?"

"Sister and Yuri use it like that."

In my answer, Dietrich\'s ferocious eyes turn to Veronica and Yuric.  Since Yuric was still in punishment, Veronica smiled and stepped forward.

"Isn\'t it true? My father said he quit his support to keep you in check."

"It\'s not enough to need crap garbage."

"It\'s crap trash? It\'s a 3 blue ah lottery ticket, but I bought it."

Veronica laughed very proudly at that fact, but didn\'t think it was time to say it.  Because Dietrich\'s face quickly rotted.

"Aren\'t you getting a handsome face?"

But Veronica didn\'t scare Dietrich like Yuric.

She simply responds with a grin.

\'Of course, my sister.\'

Veronica smiled like a dried rose and touched the long shadow around Yuric\'s ankle with a fan.

When her pressure is released, Yuric exhales and falls on the floor.

"Oh, I\'m sorry to take my eyes off Nissa. My mother\'s man was just here. I had to avoid his eyes."

"......... ."

"Is it still a secret that we are cooperating with you in return for the devil?"

Dietrich turned to her without even responding.

I hurriedly grabbed a lottery ticket, hugged him, and tried to follow him.

"Uh."

She blocked me in front of me and forgot what to say, and she barely made her voice.

"Are you child of LaGrange?"

It was a question that revealed a subtle criticism.  She said this is a reaction from her who was called an incarnate angel.  I was embarrassed, with only my eyes open and looking up at Charlott.

"Lagrang is a bad family that only does evil."

Instead of answering her cold words, I rolled my eyes.

\'Everyone is like this.\'

I wasn\'t really hurt.  I already knew that La Grande wasn\'t a normal family, so even if others sweared it for a hundred days, it didn\'t hurt me.

"What do you do?"

"........But why don\'t you look bad? I know that."

\'Oh, this one also had similar abilities to Eredia\'s abilities,\'

I shrugged at Charlotte\'s self-talk.  Maybe I don\'t have the ability to read other people\'s minds than me.

Because I had a lot of bad minds.

"Anyway, a promise is a promise, so I\'ll tell you about the prophecy."

Charlotte whispered, bowing her head toward me.

"If the woman in the wall becomes the bride of the north, there will be salvation."

Charlotte, who glanced at me, looking up at herself with her mouth wide open, began to speak.

"It\'s a prophecy that has already been rumored in the temple, so it\'s not really a secret."

I opened my eyes to her whispering voice.

"Of course you don\'t know, but are you still talking about it? It\'s very rare in the northern wall."

In fact, Yuric was the only one who had a wall in LaGrange.  Yuric couldn\'t be a bride.

I couldn\'t answer Charlotte\'s words right away and shrugged.

"Since there is no temple here, this is the first word you hear."

"Yes."

"I\'m just going to go back.  There are also many fake trusts.

"No, it wasn\'t."

If a saint with a divine power of Charlotte\'s degree is an oracle worth worrying about, it can\'t be a fake.

I answered that I didn\'t know, but in fact, it was a prophecy I had heard of.

It was mentioned briefly in\'The Men\'s War of the Roses\', and sometimes Joseph said me.

When reading a book, I thought it was a device designed to emphasize the relationship between Dietrich and Charlotte by fate.

Charlotte\'s eyes turned blue when she used the divine power, and she became the bride of Dietrich, the North itself, and Lagrange-

\'Well, but LaGrange eventually collapses.\'

Well, it\'s because there\'s no law that it fits perfectly with a trust.

I looked at her slowly blinking her eyes and turned her head.

\'It doesn\'t seem like he\'s yet known that it\'s a trust related to him.\'

I shrugged as I watched her move away without even greeting me.

"Dietrih."

"......... ."

"Dietrih, are you  still upset?"

Dietrich was silent all the way home.  I started messing around to ease his mood.

"No cheaper today, it\'s better fun."

"What did you do."

"Ok,ok"

I was excited about Dietrich\'s finally answering.

"It\'s been a while since our time. No, it\'s bloody if you look at the cheaper brother."

"It\'s been a while........ ."

I rubbed my cheek against Dietrich\'s hand.  Luckily, he didn\'t take his hand from me.  He just looks down at me smiling with an indifferent gaze.

"I saw you few days ago."

" Then, I don\'t have a fun with you."

It\'s been a long time since Derek found me and he\'s been avoiding me, so it\'s been a long time since we talked so long.  I grumbled and waved Dietrich\'s hand.

"Diethri are you ignoring me."

"I didn\'t."

"Yeah, write it. The liar. The fart."

"Ha."

At last Dietrich laughs at me.  Of course, it was a ridiculous laugh, but even that little smile made me feel better.

"If I see you win, I\'ll buy you what I drink."

"I do not need."

Dietrich responded coldly, but paused to keep pace with my slow pace.  I ran over the plump red stone and landed next to him.

"Wow,"

Yuric and I walked the street again, and a toy store that had not been seen before comes into my eyes.

The signboard decorated with cherry bulbs was also a signboard, but the dolls displayed on the huge showwondo caught my attention in particular.

\'cute!\'

I stood firmly in place and rolled my feet.  Of course, Dahlia also had dolls supplied for Lagrange children, but they were very old and had no eyes or ears.

In addition, the raccoon stuffed toy, sitting quietly next to the nutcracker, was a different dimension from the doll that was rolling on the dahlia, and was luxurious.

"Why,"

Dietrich turned back, wondering that I was standing.  I pointed at the tail of your copper doll and called him in full excitement.

The plump striped tail was so cute that I couldn\'t stand the elasticity that popped out of the temple.

"Why are you upset? What is this?"

"So contributing uh !!!"

In the past, when I was very young, I asked my mother to buy a doll like this.

\'Huh?  Doll?\'

\'That\'s  doll.  My older sister have it.  \'

\'Your sister even multiplied your age!  You can\'t add right now, right?\'

\'I\'m so young, so I write...... .\'

\'Ugh, burst inside!  Don\'t eat today!\'

On that day, I couldn\'t do the addition properly and starved for two full days asking me to buy a doll.  I haven\'t told anyone since that day that I want to have anything.

\'Let\'s not think.\'

".......You want to have?"

At Dietrich\'s question, I, like a habit, first checked the price tag of the raccoon doll.

[50 Shillings]

\'Huh.  What doll does 50 shillings.\'

The desire to have a raccoon on the price tag subsides.  I shook my head hard and looked up at Dietrich, who had gone to my side.

"No......."

"Why not? While you drooling."

"Because Daria is poor." (Daria is poor.)

Dietrich raises one corner of his mouth as if he was stunned by my words.  Then I struck the show window with my fist without letting it dry.

"Hyup!"

The shattering sound of the window glass and the pieces splattered in all directions, but none of them poured out to Dietrich and me for what was spent.

\'No, that\'s the problem now!\'

I looked at Dietrich\'s fist with a glass of blood leaking.  Not knowing that he is sick, his face is still insensitive.

"Oh, my brother\'s hand! Soon!"

Dietrich looked back at my hand.  Even though a drop of blood dipped off and touched the floor even more, I wiped my pants off without a moan.

He pulled out your copper doll by putting his other hand without bleeding through the broken window.

"character."

"......... ."

I couldn\'t get a raccoon doll as big as my torso and looked up at Dietrich blankly.

\'I guess who\'s not the villain.....\'

Where is the madman who breaks the shop glass and steals the doll in broad daylight.  Dietrich started shaking the doll with a hand in his pocket when I didn\'t take it right away.+

"Can\'t you take it? Throw it away?"