I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~ - chapter 133 5

“Good. Alice, get your tea ready.”

“Yes, sir.”

Alice moves to the corner of the room. There’s a place in the room that Arthur prepared for me that I can get you for tea or something. It’s a space that I can’t even call a kitchen, but it’s better than not, and I actually use it conveniently.

Besides, if I can get some tea ready at this place, I won’t have to be alone with Diedrich. Silvi is Arthur’s fiancée now. No matter how many knights with his side, it’s better to avoid imitations that leave us alone in the Chamber for each other’s sake. The door was of course slightly open, but the presence of the other was still huge.

“Please sit over here.”

Invite him and tell him to sit down on one of the couches in the main room. I reluctantly sat down in a chair, Diedrich, but I think I noticed something decorated on the wall.

“Ah…”

Silvi laughed at Diedrich, who spoke quietly.

“Have you noticed? Yes, the handkerchief I used to get from you. I brought it from the mansion to decorate it because it was so nice and I liked it.”

When I first met Diedrich, he was injured, and Silvi lent him a handkerchief. To thank him, and the next day, he brought it to me on purpose.

At that time, for some reason, Arthur also followed me, and it kind of seems like a long time ago that I was amazed.

“Something very beautiful. I’m embroidering too, but I can’t do it so beautifully.”

“You too? Do you do embroidery?

When Silvi casually told him, remembering a while ago, Diedrich ate. Affirms with a bitter smile at it.

“Yes. As part of the Queen’s education. I’m not doing so well.”

Embroidery is the hobby of the noble lady. Included in the Queen’s education, of course. If he was good, he would have moved on to the next education through, but Silvi was out-of-the-box clumsy and his handkerchief gave him homework to do the embroidery.

“You make it because of that. I was going to give it to Arthur if it worked, but no. We’ve already decided to keep it. If I could have something like a handkerchief I got from you, I guess I could give it a grand gift too, but I really don’t like the detailed work.”

I’m sure teachers will be disappointed again. But I can’t help it. People are not good at it.

In an attempt to motivate me, I put the handkerchief I got from Diedrich in my forehead and decorated it, but I just snagged at the difference in skill. It’s new to my memory that I’m convinced I can’t reach that realm forever and have become increasingly unmotivated.

When I was thinking about the teacher’s reaction and feeling sick of it, Diedrich said it was as if it had attracted interest.

“… Dear Sylvia’s work, may I see it?

“? Yeah, I don’t mind. It’s on your desk.”

The handkerchief is kept in a place that is easy to grab because it is stitched and stitched up to find free time. While surprised, showing the handkerchief, Diedrich said as he checked the seams.

“Especially since you don’t look like you’re inferior in skill. However, it looks like you haven’t been able to concentrate. Look, around here, it’s satin stitching, but it’s pretty messy, even though you have to have a constant spacing to stab the needle. If you take care of the basics and carefully stab them, you’ll have a beautiful finish.”

“Uh… yeah, right. Thanks.”

Taking precisely specific advice, Silvi thanked him, bewildered.

Speaking of which, I totally forgot, Diedrich had the side of embroidery lovers. Game setup, but I guess the actual him is the same there.

But he should have hidden himself like that. And yet I wondered why I was getting stuck in a story from myself, but as soon as I watched Diedrich, I knew why.

He opened his eyes like a hazy, openly “shitty” face.

Probably that Silvi’s embroidery was so poor that he couldn’t stand to talk about it. Nevertheless, I can’t even get a penetration in from Silvi’s.

Whatever, even though he knows the game, he wants to hide the embroidery. There’s no way Silvi can tell you that I understand that.

I didn’t know what to say, and for now Silvi laughed deceptively. I slap my hands deliberately trying to change the story.

“Oh, yeah. It was about time we prepared some tea. That’s about all my bad embroidery stories, let’s make it tea.”

I hope Deedrich gets in on this stream as well. That’s what I thought, but he spurted out for some reason. I don’t know how to react to an unexpected flow.

“Uh…?

“Oh, excuse me. You don’t have to worry about me. Yeah, actually, I’m good at embroidery. The handkerchief I gave you before was made by my mother. Isn’t it beautiful? I have great respect for my mother as an assassin. And the beautiful embroidery has long been blind to the strong influence of her mother, and when she realized it, she started stabbing herself.”

“Oh, yeah.”

Why is Diedrich’s embroidery lover here exposed by himself?

I don’t know what that means.

To confused Silvi, Diedrich says with a laugh.

“I used to have a hard time telling people about this hobby either. Her Royal Highness told me a while ago that I would be rude to my mother to hide it even though I really liked it. Since then, when asked, I have tried to answer with dignity.”

“Arthur…?

Round your eyes. I can’t believe Arthur’s saying that.

To Sylvie’s surprise, Diedrich said, “That’s the first thing you’ve done.”

“Is it because of you that His Royal Highness was able to repair his friendship with the Queen? Yes, Your Highness tells me. And Her Royal Highness, reconciled with the Queen, has really cared about the Queen ever since. So it seems you couldn’t forgive me either. ‘I can’t allow the proximity of being on my only side to be a man who denies his mother,’ you said.” Is your hobby an embarrassment? Is it a lie that you respect your mother? Tell me you like it if you like it. If you respect my mother, answer that with dignity. Otherwise, I feel sorry for your mother. ”

……

“The scales have fallen from my eyes. It’s true that I respect my mother. But every time they asked, I was vaguely cloudy. I was hiding the embroidery…. I don’t like it when guys say embroidery. But that leads me to deny what my mother is doing. I didn’t know it was that simple.”

I find myself in Deedrich, who speaks with a gentle expression.

“Since then I have stopped hiding. Of course, there are many things that can be seen with strange eyes. You hate women in particular. Some women say it’s amazing, but when they find out they’re mostly better than themselves, they look blatantly disgusting.”

“… just the advice I gave you just now has conveyed that you seem to be good”

“Thank you for that”

Diedrich smiles and looks really happy.

“Well, that’s why. Since then, I’ve been completely out of hotties for women, but I can’t help it. Because it’s true that I like beautiful embroidery, and it’s true that I respect my mother for creating it.”

“Yes.”

I think it’s an absolute lie, such as Diedrich is no longer hot, but I just have to snort more than he says he is. Diedrich laughed as Silvi looked subtle.

“Well, that’s why this is my work. What do you think?

“How about…”

From Trauser’s pocket, Deedrich takes out a white handkerchief. There was a beautiful rose embroidery on it.

Sure, it’s slightly inferior to his mother’s work, but it’s usually a selling level. I mean, I think it’s a hundred times better than Silvi.

“… good. Wow.”

I was honestly impressed. A craftsman who is not very much, but can’t do it for himself.

Diedrich knew in his game knowledge that he was good at embroidery, but naturally this is the first time he’s seen the real thing. That was more beautiful than I expected, and Silvi stared at the embroidery.

“You could be better than my teacher.”

I’ve also seen works by teachers who teach Silvi, but they’re far better than that.

Even admiring it, Diedrich said.

“I didn’t think you could praise me that much. It’s not a big deal. There are many more pieces in the mansion that I have taken the time to make.”

“Is this no big deal?!? Sounds like a lie! Diedrich is clever! It’s amazing how big a man’s hand can do such a fine and delicate job! As much as I want you to tell me!

There is nothing better than giving praise to a bastard’s moves that will never reach you.

“Bye,” Diedrich said, telling him as he honestly thought.

“… as long as you’re good, I can tell you the trick”

“True!?”

Silvi jumped in an instant at a suggestion he didn’t even wish for.

If Diedrich, who is better than his teacher, could teach him that Sylvie’s irresistible work would also be reborn into something a little better, which he expected.

“Thanks! Glad. You think you can handle this? I want to make it so I can give it to Arthur on a level that’s not weird.”

“I’m sure Your Highness will receive anything you make.”

“I know that. But I don’t want Arthur to have anything weird. Is it weird that you want to reach a minimum level?

I know very well that Sylvie would be happy with anything. Arthur is a very sweet man. But then I don’t like Silvi. What you give him is unforgivable unless the quality he deserves to have.

Talking about that enthusiastically, Diedrich nodded at me with a bitter smile.

“Okay. I know exactly what you’re talking about, too, so I’ll take care of it…. but is it really good? I don’t think I’m ever a kind teacher, do I?

“? I’d appreciate that. There’s nothing more meaningless than knowing each other. I’ll do my best, so give me proper guidance.”

I was just rotting because I can’t make something of a level I’m comfortable with myself, and I want to do it right if I can.

Sylvie takes her education seriously. There’s not a single thing I’m making appropriate.

Seriously asking me to be tough, now it’s time for Diedrich to round his eyes.

“… are you serious”

“? It must be natural. What are you talking about? Or was it a joke that you told me?

“No… that’s not true though”

I don’t see why Diedrich is surprised.

Diedrich looked troubled at Silvi tilting his neck.

“… here we go. I was hoping maybe, but I can’t believe you’re seriously accepting my hobby…. No, you can’t. She is Arthur’s fiancée. Whatever I say now, it’s too late…”

“Diedrich? What did you say? Sorry, I didn’t hear you.”

I whispered too low, I couldn’t hear you clearly.

When Silvi listened back with a strange face, Diedrich made a smile and shook his neck sideways.

“No, it’s nothing. Just found out that I’m a little late to notice……. Dear Sylvia. You want to make a handkerchief that I’ll give His Highness. Ok. I will give you good guidance on how to make a finished product that you can’t be ashamed of anywhere you put it.”

“Oh, please…”

Sylvie felt strangely compelled by the second half of the dialogue, pulling her face apart. Still snorts properly.

“Thank you, that helps.”

It would be a great pleasure to give a gift to Arthur, who is still working hard.

Silvi always thought. I was wondering if there was anything I could do for Arthur.

But I don’t have the money to be free on Silvi for coming to the royal castle, and unfortunately, I don’t have any special talent. All I can do is magic.

Though I knew that money could be worked out if I talked to my parents, I didn’t like that.

So presenting an embroidered handkerchief was a way for her to keep it, given Arthur without annoyance.

(Will you be happy)

Staring at the handkerchief, which I thought was confirmed for the time being.

If you want to work hard, you can give it to Arthur.

……

Diedrich was staring at Sylvie in the mood with some cutthroat eyes.