The low, sunken green eyes looked unhappy, and I took a stiff posture.

I can't go against Argen's will—.

"I was organizing myself outside."

"You were organizing yourself? I think you've been standing in front of the door for a very long time."

"...."

"Didn't you stay outside for a long time because you liked my knight?"

"...Yes?"

"That's not true, Marquis!"

I wondered what kind of bullshit that was, but the knight was serious and denied it.

I was just tricking the knight for no reason. I feel like I've been dumped even before I confess.

"I'm kidding, but how can you be so stiff? Why don't you laugh a little?"

"Hahaha—"

The knight, who had been standing stiff all the time, laughed hard as if he had heard a very funny joke. Social life is not easy.

Seeing the knight smiling hard, I followed Argen inside.

Argen sat down on the chair next to the table. He crossed one of his legs and leaned his body back and sat boredly, raising his chin and looking at me.

It was an elegant and aristocratic figure.

"I heard it from the butler."

I don't know what the hell you heard, but I hope you didn't hear anything.

"Something's happened, so you will keep working."

"...."

"Why aren't you answering?"

If I answer, I think he'll tell me to become an exclusive maid.

"—Yes. I think I'll continue for the time being due to circumstances."

"That's unexpected."

What do you mean unexpected?

Did Argen see my desire to leave this place that strong?

I was going to think that way and move on, but I almost choked on his next words.

"You said you wanted to get married before."

Argen asked with a drowsy smile. The open smile was very pretty.

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