--Richter L. Klingbloom Every day is busy.

　For example, in the morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Richter!　It's morning!

　The door opens with a bang.

"...... are you a chicken or something? The sun isn't even halfway up yet.

　The escort who gave him the next room was his alarm clock.
　If you're not sure what you're looking for, you can always ask for help.

　It's not unusual for me to be dragged along to training sessions.

　It might be valuable in terms of getting the blood pumping through the body and resetting the body clock.
　Because I'm pushed around until I'm exhausted, I've recently been able to eat a hearty meal in the morning.
　No matter how much I wanted to work at night, I couldn't overcome my drowsiness and fell asleep very early.

"Come on, come on, let's do it!

　The fact that it was all good made it even more annoying.

"There's that thoughtless look again.
"What?　What?　Breakfast?
Shut up.

　I don't think she's thinking about anything as she wields the spear.

　This is how it has always been, and this is how it must be for all the barbarians who live in the mountains.





　For example, at noon.

　The room he came to with a heavy step was the well-known office of the princess.
　When you follow the voice that prompts you to enter the room, the devil is waiting for you.

I've reviewed the material. I'd like to make a couple of changes and finalize it.
Oh, thank you.
I don't think it's too early to thank me.

　Sitting on the sofa opposite me, Mihime brushes her hair like a silver world, she is not a pretty young lady.

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but I think it's a good idea.

"What does this ...... mean?
I'm not sure what you mean, but we've increased the number of construction workers and are ahead of schedule with that.

　Richter looked up in panic as the princess gave him the information as she saw it.

Where do you think the money will come from to pay for all these people?
From the state?
"Yes, but!
Richter.

　The princess tilted her tea and shook her head as if to say.

The state budget is not your money.
I don't believe that at all!

　It's not that I don't think so." Richter couldn't say, "You're spending it like it's your own money.

　He took out a lovely wallet from his diagonal pouch and said with a smile, "Please give me the kingdom..." He had a vision of the princess and almost collapsed. It was a nightmare.

Wait a minute, Your Highness. There's no room for that kind of money.
What are you talking about? Didn't you just collect it? A lot of it from the Crown.
No, that's taxation.
Taxation is not the same as reparations, is it?
Are you suggesting that we put all that money into the project?
No way. But wouldn't it be strange to put some of it into the most important business of the day?
A percentage is not an amount that can be made up.
Then we'll have to take some of it out of the taxpayers' pockets.
You're asking me to squeeze it out of you!
No?

　Shaking her head lazily, the princess smiles and says.

Because of the reparations, we can get by with a little money.
I hadn't thought of that.

　Richter covers his eyes as the money in the treasury decreases rather than increases.




　For example, at night.

"Thank you for your time, Mr. Richter.
"Oh, thank you for the ......, Mion.

　The girl who smiles as she holds a pile of scrolls in her hand is his secretary, Mion.

　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your time with your family.

Why do you look so happy?
"You look tired, Mr. Richter--no, I see that you are working so hard that you are tired.
"You're not paraphrasing, are you?
Well.
Not really.
I made you some tea. I thought you'd like it.
Did you think you could fool me?
Well.
No, not really.

　She's a dignified girl in a butler's uniform, but...
　She's a dignified girl who looks great in a butler's uniform, but she's got this strange personality that I can't seem to get rid of.

I've put together a schedule for tomorrow.
I see. ......

　Richter looks over the scroll as he sips his tea.



　--Time 14. Meeting with the princess. I envy you.

"d*mn.
Oh, you didn't like it?
Did you think I'd like it?
I thought it turned out pretty good.
Do you think I'm talking about tea at this point?

　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

"Oh, when I say I envy you, I mean I envy the princess. I adore you, Mr. Richter.
"Don't stain your cheeks, you artful fellow.
Your scolding sends shivers down my spine.
Will you please shut up?

　In the event that you've got a lot of time, you'll be able to take a look at this kind of.

　It was already annoying.

"No, yes. I need to talk to your highness about something. I do, but ......

　My schedule is perfect.
　I'm a good secretary, except I laugh at people's busywork.
　Richter was tempted to bemoan the fact that he had such an unkind bunch of people in his life.














　One day. One day, when Fouta was passing by the courtyard, Richter was sitting alone at the garden table with his head in his hands.
　It was unusual for an aristocrat to be alone at a social gathering. When Huta spoke to Richter, he told her that he had an arranged marriage.

...... So how does that lead to an arranged marriage?

　The story Richter told me was roughly an overview of his daily life.

　The story of the daily toil from morning till night is indeed pathetic.
　But why it would lead to an arranged marriage is beyond Futa's comprehension. But Richter, with his blank eyes, gives the answer.

"Is it wrong to look for comfort in a family?
"No, it's not bad.

　Futa nodded, "I see.

You don't have to go on an arranged marriage to find someone to marry, do you?　You're a nobleman, aren't you?
"I did have a bride. But when I was a child, my marriage proposal with my bride was canceled due to a breakdown in the relationship between my father and the other party. ...... Both are no longer in this world.
I see, so he never met her because he had a second wife.
There was some talk of a second wife, but ...... I wasn't so keen on the idea.
Oh, ......, Mr. Richter, if you had more than one wife, you'd be even more tired than you are now.
Don't say that.

　I'm looking for healing in my home, but if my wives get into trouble with each other, Richter is going to run away from home.

　Huta crossed her arms at Richter's distant gaze.

But aren't you popular, Mr. Richter?
"Well, there are a lot of people who come on to me. But not as many as in the past.
...... Hmm.
Why are you staring at my head?
They say mental fatigue shows on your head.
I'm not bald!

　You can't help but nod your head in response to his roar.

　I'm not bald!

So, you've got an arranged marriage, huh?
Oh, really?
...... But, by the looks of it...

　The reason why there was no one in the courtyard, which was the social hall of the aristocracy, I could almost guess.
　No one wanted to touch the grumpy man who was in a pitiful state of failure.

　As a nobleman, I would not wish to displease the Lord Treasurer, who was well known to the royal family.

　But then it occurred to me.

　But then I thought, wouldn't it be normal for them to recommend their own relatives?

The fact that you failed is not the issue here.
"Is that so?

　I looked over at Richter as he blurted out these words.
　He continued with his head still in his hands.

It's not that she dumped me badly, or that I did anything to her. It's not like I did anything to her. I could have arranged another marriage if I wanted to. That's not something to regret. It's not like it was love at first sight.
I see.

　I hope I like her from now on.
　It's not like it's love at first sight.

　But then, Futa really couldn't understand.
　Why was he so depressed? He was probably tired from work, but that wasn't the only reason today.

　When Futa raised his eyebrows, Richter said, "What's going on?

He said, "...... told me.
What?　What?







You can't compete with all the attractive women around you.








　You can even hear them sobbing, and Futa could only let out an inarticulate "Oh ......, ......, ......".



"Hey, Futa. I can certainly think of a few beautifully formed creatures.
Oh.
But can they really be called women?
Yeah.
No, it's not. That's a barbarian, a demon and a perverted subordinate.
I don't know who the ...... demon is.
Die.
Die?

　I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

I'm not sure what to say. What? I understand why you're depressed.
What do you know?
No wonder the other nobles don't recommend their relatives.
What?　...... Oh.
Oh my God, this is something I didn't notice.

　I hurriedly shut my mouth, but it was too late.
　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea.






"Mr. Richter. Let's have a drink together today. I'll pay for it out of my allowance.