I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~ - chapter 88 2.

“I also felt like I was lying to you about hiding who I was and treating you with a character who wasn’t who I was, but now, exposing yourself to who you are doesn’t make you like me. That’s what I thought, so I kept my attitude intact. Though, it was a brittle fiction that I could peel off just seeing where I was with Claude. The only person who can counter Claude, the current Duke, is me as Prince Wang. I was desperate to take you away from me.”

He bowed his head saying it was bad to imitate him like a fool, and Silvi shook his head sideways in a hurry.

“Beh, I’m not mad at you…”

With that said, I thought Silvi would be enough.

In the game, Arthur was salutary because he wanted to hide that he was a prince.

Apparently, the reality Arthur became a salutation character because he didn’t want to find himself a child friendly boy.

The results are together, but with different motives.

Even then, Sylvie laughed small in the mood to be shown proof that Arthur of the game and Arthur of reality were separate.

(True, sounds stupid. Games, games, swinging all the time…… Arthur, even though it had nothing to do with anything)

It was just an act Sylvie took because she wanted to be liked by a girl she was familiar with. There was no need to be alarmed.

“Silvi?”

Something strange, laughing at Couscous, Arthur called in a strange voice.

“What’s up? Did I say something strange?

“… no.”

Smiling, Sylvie said.

“I just realized I was an idiot.”

Arthur said he worked so hard, but when it came to Silvi, he feared it was a game setup and just fled. I finally realized that I had never really faced him before.

Arthur always said he looked straight at Silvi.

(Me too, I need to apprentice…)

Maybe it’s too late, but still much better than not changing it.

Silvi looked to Arthur and said, thinking it was the first step.

“I really like you. Well, of course I like my face and my voice, but not just that… I think I like you for looking right at me”

“Silvi……!

Arthur rounds his eyes. The look turned to joy, and he has reached out to Silvi with joy – but she has mercilessly paid it off.

“No. This is in the carriage, with moderation. I’ve become a lover, but I haven’t really been able to do this.”

“… Silvi. Isn’t that terrible? Even if you forgive me enough to at least hold him tight.”

“No.”

“Silvi!”

Arthur raises his pity. My heart was grumpy, but Silvi endured.

(… if you don’t keep it tough from the start, I’m sure it’ll be a shitty life in no time. I’ll lose my virginity in an instant. We have to delay it a little……)

I don’t expect Arthur to put up with me until the first night of my marriage, but I still want to postpone it as long as possible. He’s already been kissed, touched on the chest… and then he’s seen naked, though it’s because of the ecstasy, but still he shouldn’t be trying to restrain it.

At the very least, I want to protect my virginity until I get an engagement nomination and become officially my fiancée.

Sylvie was serious, though a goal too low to be sad.

And – I didn’t even feel like I could achieve it.

(Yeah. It’s important to be motivated to work hard…!

Seriously considering he wasn’t sure if he was positive or backwards, Silvi didn’t let Arthur touch him any more in the carriage for now.

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“I’m home now”

“Oh, Sylvie! How’d it go? Did you enjoy your date with His Highness Arthur?!?”

“… Yes”

It was my father who looked excited to welcome Silvi back to the mansion. Some maids and deacons lined up sloppily behind my father are also Alice.

As Silvi got off the carriage, my father quickly inquired about things, but when he saw Arthur, he shut his mouth.

“Marquis Leavert, we need to talk. Do you mind if I move the place?”

“Ha, ha!

Arthur, not his father, who replied with upright immobility, turned his eyes to Silvi, smiling really soft. That’s how I say it in a gentle voice as the crowd looks at me.

“Silvi. I would have been annoyed. You should get some rest today. – I’ll be in touch.”

“… Yes, Master Arthur. Waiting for you.”

Other than just when we’re alone, we can’t talk without respect. Lowering his head in a previous tone, Arthur drew Silvi in natural motion and dropped his mouth over his head.

“Bye. I miss leaving, but I’ll see you soon. Be a good girl and wait.”

“Huh!”

He said it in such a sweet voice that his back would tremble, and he reacted openly.

Arthur totally seems to know which voice Sylvie is particularly vulnerable to. I hate my ability to learn too much.

(~ ~ ~! So!! How could you do that!!)