Ch32 (Elmhardt POV)

    Miri Arzel is coming to me.

    I have nothing against her, but I have to give her a hard time.

    Because my brother hasn’t invited me to dinner parties with the Arzels, I haven’t met her. I think it’s a good thing that she doesn’t see me acting my timid self in front of her.

    I can’t let “him” take advantage of me…

    I used my connections to the duke’s family to get an invitation from the royal palace of Albania.

    In this case, absence is out of the question, and I will not embarrass myself in any way.

    I will discipline Miri and go to the party.

    There is not a shred of compassion left in me.

    Forget it.

    “Elmhardt-sama, I have brought Miri-sama.”

    “I’m Miri Arzel. Nice to meet you, Elmhardt-sama.”

    “…”

    “Elmhardt-sama…?”

    She’s so cute!

    Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh?

    Is Miri really this cute?

    It can’t be true, right? She’s by far the cutest woman I’ve ever seen!

    Oh, my God! It’s like a fairy has landed in the real world… A live action goddess! It’s like… It’s like she’s the sum of all kinds of beauty!

    “…”

    She was so beautiful that I forgot to say a word.

    When I heard that my brother had left Charlotte and gotten engaged to Miri, I thought, “What a stupid thing to do!” But I think I understand a little…

    “Elmhardt-sama, Miri-sama says hello. Is there something wrong with your health?”

    “Ah?! I’m fine. Anna, please escort Miri-san to the carriage.”

    My servant Anna is worried about my health, but I am not sick. I was just admiring her. No problem.

    You must keep a cool head, Ermhardt!

    I have three days from now to subdue her, discipline her, and attend the wedding of a neighboring prince.

    That’s right. Just because she has a pretty face doesn’t mean anything.

    The problem is that this woman is so illiterate that she doesn’t even know that the King of Albania has a name.

    What does her face matter? All right, now let’s get down to business—.

    “Elmhardt-sama, let’s go together.”

    “Y-Yes, of course. I, uh… I’m going to, uh, discipline Miri-san, or rather, study with her. Yes, study…”

    She’s holding my hand!!

    P-Please don’t do that! Don’t hold my hand with such soft hands.

    I’m too nervous to speak properly.

    “Are we studying, Elmhardt-sama? Are you going to teach me how to study?”

    “Y-Yes, yes. Because we’re going with Miri to the kingdom of Albania.”

    “You’re taking me on a trip? Thank you. Ermhardt-sama is a very kind and nice person.”

    “Very kind…? Oh, really? You’re wonderful too, Miri-san.”

    In three days, Miri will be a full-fledged lady!

    I was going to discipline her by beating her, not even feeding her!

    You can’t lose! I’m a hard man!

    I’m not like “him”!

    She’s just a very pretty and beautiful woman… but what does that matter?

    If I can’t discipline her strictly here, I’m finished.

    That’s why I—.

    “Hey, Elmhardt-sama, why don’t you walk with Miri?”

    “Yes! I’m coming!”

    “I’ve got to find a new job…. Ermhardt-sama has the same face as Leanhardt-sama…”

    (Translator: Potato-tan: The “Curse of Miri” (lol)