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The Reincarnated Count's Daughter Is the Strongest as She Is Loved by the Spirits, Though She Is Only Wishing for Regular Romance!

Chapter 132

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Author Notes:

  I stopped at a good point, but it turned out unexpectedly short.

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Because Berisario and the Royal Palace were separate from where I lived, I hadn’t often seen Suzanna and Chris-onii-sama together. I’m glad they seem to be getting along well, but isn't Chris-onii-sama being a bit henpecked?


“Dia, what’s that?”


Alan-onii-sama, who had been eating the *okowamodoki* at his own pace, pointed to my hand. Oh... I was still holding the rice ball in one hand. Even I thought it was odd to be holding a rice ball in this situation.


“It’s, uh, this food here, you know, squeezed tightly into a ball.”


“I see.”


He snatched the rice ball from my hand and took a big bite out of it. Half of it was gone in one bite.


“Oh. The texture changes.”


“Right?!”


“Alan, we can talk about that later.”


“But it’s delicious. Here, try some, older brother.”


And once again, I don’t get to eat. It’s fine. There’s still more *okowamodoki* left.


“Alan.”


“Then give me some.”


“Suzanna!”


“Because, Chris, you said it’s fine if it’s Camille.”


Wait, really?


“...I thought I’d have Deril, the Earl of Larna’s son, raise a spirit beast and make him Dia’s fiancé. But then the foreign spirit kings gathered, and the situation changed dramatically.”


“What?”


“Chris-onii-sama, we discussed this last time, didn’t we?”


Camille’s voice, which sounded annoyed, was cut off as I approached Chris-onii-sama. You mean the plan to make me run a business and manage the territory in Carlyle Marquisate to increase Berisario’s influence, right? I know these kinds of political marriages exist when you're born into nobility. But last time, you said my happiness came first, right?


“Is that still on the table? You didn’t talk to the Marquis of Carlyle about it, did you?”


“I wouldn’t do that. As much as I dislike it, if you like Camille, Dia, I guess I have no choice.”


“Ugh…”


Hey, don’t bring this up in front of the person in question. What kind of face am I supposed to make, and how should I answer?


“Wow, Dia isn’t denying it.”


“Suzanna!!”


“Damn it. Dia will live in Berisario until she’s eighteen!”


“...Chris?”


“If there’s something she needs to learn, send the tutors to the castle. And when you need her, you come here. It’s forbidden for Dia to go over there!”


Camille, who was initially opposed, was now suddenly listening to specifics about their relationship. He looked confused. He probably hadn’t expected Chris-onii-sama to accept it. Honestly, even I’m struggling to keep up. After all, I’m still overwhelmed by the changes in my feelings. Sometimes I feel giddy, and other times I wonder what to do in the future. I haven’t even thought about becoming his fiancée or getting married yet.


“If you don’t like it, then to Deril…”


“No way!”


“Then prepare to study abroad. Beria, Starke, Duchamp, and Lilburn—all neighboring countries are sending exchange students starting next winter.”


What?! But there were issues like where they’d stay and that only higher education courses were allowed for study abroad, so there would be fewer chances to meet me, right?


“They will use the dorms, but the buildings will also function as embassies. It’s cheaper in the long run to sell their current embassies near the Royal Palace and relocate near the academy. Since they won’t meet you at the academy, they’re planning regular exchange events between countries.”


“B-but how will they commute between the academy and the Royal Palace? Spirit vehicles? There's no way each dorm will have a teleportation array, right?”


“Andy has asked Amber to set up a teleportation array on the academy grounds that everyone can use. If that doesn’t work, we’ll have to ask Dia to do it.”


“What?!”


“Don’t make that face.”


When I pouted with my mouth slightly open and my eyebrows furrowed, Chris-onii-sama pinched my cheeks between his thumb and index finger.


“Even a girl who makes such faces is fine?”


“Pfft. Dia, you’re always entertaining to be around.”


“Suzanna, this guy’s weird.”


“I get it. Now let go of Dia’s face. It looks painful.”


Camille’s used to seeing my silly faces. Ever since our first meeting, he’s only seen the silly parts of me. I’m an honest person with nothing to hide!


“Hate to interrupt just when things are settling down.”


Alan-onii-sama, who had been acting like a third party until now, raised a hand.


“Douglas might not have given up yet. He mentioned raising a spirit beast.”


“Now? Seriously?”


“Even if he’s determined, the Marquis of Carlyle won’t be able to handle it.”


I don’t know who they’ll send from other countries, but they’ll probably send talented people. But I’m not too worried. I think everyone will be disappointed when they learn my true character. The image of the Fairy Princess walks on its own, and they probably think I’m a kind, gentle girl living under the protection of spirits. And they think if I’m around, the Spirit Kings will help solve their country’s problems in a flash. But there's no such thing as an easy solution!


“Dia, don’t ever forget that you’re cute. In fact, I want you to make that face you just did in front of everyone.”


“Don’t make my cute little sister do weird things.”


“Better that than attracting weird bugs.”


“What’s the representative of the bugs saying?”


Maybe Camille and Chris-onii-sama get along better than I thought.


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Author Notes:

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