Costance Orsi.
Son of a fleet admiral.
It seems that the heir to the Marquisate likes her.
She doesn’t know why he likes a mere civil servant like her,
But his interest was overwhelming for her.
So she decided to quit her job and quietly live in the south…
“…It’s… it’s just a coincidence, Vivi.”
Meeting him in a quiet café in a southern rural village far from the capital,
The coincidence was too much.
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“Why do you keep running away? Have I… have I done something wrong?”
He was always someone who observed propriety, no matter the situation.
Even when things were urgent, he never acted rashly…
“…I’m sorry.”
“For what, exactly?”
When she hung her head deeply low, Costance nervously bit his lips.
“I… I have something I must tell you.”
Oh no, could it be…
“The reason I kept following you. Vivi, I’m more serious than you think. I want to marr—”
“Stop!”
She cut him off in a panic.
Costance looked at her with tearful eyes wide open.
“Please, please…”
“…”
“Don’t propose to me. Please…”
Eventually, Costance’ expression completely crumbled.
