I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~ - chapter 101 15

Get up off the couch.

It’s true that I wanted you home early, but I wasn’t willing to blame Arthur for the work he was doing. Rather, I felt so sorry for Prince Wang that he was still in trouble, such as being chased to work as soon as he returned.

“That dress looks good on you”

“Huh? Oh, thanks…… The ladies prepared it for me…”

I’m purely happy to get compliments.

Arthur said with a gentle look that Silvi was dyeing her cheeks slightly.

“That dress, get it as it is. It’s what I made you prepare together when I made you a nightclub dress for you. I was hoping to get a chance to use it someday, but it’s nice to see it unexpectedly soon. Well… I made you conscious of your hair decorations.”

“Really?

I marvel at Arthur’s words and see the dress I’m wearing again. The light pink color was certainly very similar to Silvi’s hair decoration. Does the small flower pattern go with the hair decoration? Very meticulous and polite work.

“… so cute. Thanks, Arthur.”

“It would be nice if you were happy. Yes. I told the Marquis Leavert to stop by the Royal Castle. Don’t worry, he says he’ll have it back by dinner time.”

I was horrified to hear you contacted my father.

I thought you’d be worried if you didn’t leave at your scheduled time. And I was also thankful that Arthur was going to return me to common sense time.

(Arthur, when you come to the room, be prepared to stay, what did you say, but I knew that, that was a joke. I wonder if you intend to follow the proper order. If so, I’d be so happy…)

I just took a bath, and maybe, but I’m ashamed of myself for slightly suspecting it was a crisis of chastity.

“Thanks. Well, I’ll be home in a little while.”

“Oh.”

Arthur prompted me to sit back on the couch again. Arthur, sitting in the front of Silvi, stared into her eyes and laughed meaningfully.

– You’d be so upset right now.

“Huh?”

Silvi falsely deceived at all times.

“Hey, about what?

“Don’t blur. You, you wouldn’t have settled down the whole time. That was a strange relief since I said ‘I’ll give it back by dinner time’. You thought I was gonna attack you?

“Wow, I don’t…”

I thought so, but there’s no way I can say ‘yes, you’re right’.

Arthur said plenty of room as Silvi let his gaze wander into space.

“Don’t worry. I won’t hold it today. – Whatever, you told me. Think about time and place, and then – romantically, was it? I just thought if they told me that much and I held you today, I’d be blamed for the rest of my life for being so confused.”

“I won’t blame you for the rest of my life!

How sticky they think it is.

But Sylvie thought it was “safe” inside.

Because the proper words I said to delay my first night with Arthur a little were brilliantly effective.

(Oh, it was dangerous. If you weren’t holding Arthur back then, today, you mean you were a de-virgin? I didn’t cross a very critical bridge?

I even feel like I’m falling rather than critical. ‘Cause that’s like saying you’ll be held as long as you fix the situation like that.

(Wow…)

With his head in his arms, Arthur said.

“That’s why. As far as I’m concerned, the meals are delicious, but I also want to respect your will. Especially today’s date, because I think I failed. And I don’t feel like putting my hands on you.”

……

“But there’s no next time. This is the only time I’m letting you get away with it. Next time you come to this room, be prepared. Because I’m never gonna let you go until the next morning.”

“What… What!?”

Declared prestigious, Silvi could no longer carry on two sentences.

Next, when will it be? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Would that be the case if I decided to be ready for my first experience by then?

(Mmm, I can’t)

I can’t decide to be ready that soon. At least for a month…… yeah, will you wait about six months? That’s what I thought came up with the name.

(Yeah, that means you don’t have to go to Arthur’s room, right?)

Realizing that we should just avoid dating in the room, Silvi caressed her chest down unexpectedly.

Arthur, who was watching it, says posoli.

“… I know what you’re thinking right now so I can take your hand”

“What!?”

Slightly stared, Silvi pulled her cheeks.

“You thought it would be nice if you didn’t go to your room. But, Sylvie. You ignore my natural feelings about wanting to have a lover you’re dating on a marriage premise?

“Er… er”

“That’s a lot of good guts.”

I’m never ignoring it, I just want to postpone it because I can’t really decide to be ready, but when I say that, I feel like they’re going to give me back “I’m going to let you decide I’m ready right now”.

(You don’t have a choice. Just like Arthur isn’t a game character, so am I. He’s not an erotic heroine)

That’s what I mean.

So, I’m sorry, but I want Arthur to wait.

To Silvi, who laughed deceptively, Arthur turned his gaze to blame.