Tensei Reijou wa Shomin no Aji ni Uete Iru

ught that Miss Cristea would not be a candidate for His Highness’ fiancé because she had been living in her fief since she was a child due to her inability to control her magical power, and because the Duke had turned down His Majesty down shortly after she was born.”

Yeah.
You’re right, Mariel-chan.
In fact, it’s a good thing that he did.
I have no intention of being his fiancée.

“In the past few years, the stability of Cristea-sama’s magical power and, well, the bad rumors about her cooking and vice versa have been circulating, and when His Highness went to the Ellisfeed territory for an inspection, and she acted friendly with His Highness at the New Year’s party, it was speculated that she might have returned as a potential fiancée candidate again… That’s why it was even more difficult to get rid of the bad reputation of the example…”

I see, and then the unveiling that I was the Sacred Beast contractor at the entrance ceremony, and the fact that I was so friendly with His Highness who was together with my Oniisama quickly attracted a lot of hate.
Wow, what a mess.

“However, it was rude of her to say to get engaged to Oniisama even as a joke.”

It doesn’t matter how much of a siscon my Oniisama is.
It’s a slanderous thing to say.

“Eh, but Cristea-sama and Norman-sama can get engaged, no?”
“What?”
“… What?… Umm…”

We can get engaged? What does she mean?
I thought that the Doristan Kingdom didn’t allow incestuous marriage.

“Cristea.”

While I was being confused, Oniisama and His Highness returned.

“Oniisama…”
“…? What is it?”

Noticing that I was in a weird state, Oniisama ran over.

“Oniisama, I heard that we can get engaged?”
“Wha…! Who told you!?”

Oniisama looked at Mariel-chan and Sei with a furious look.

“Hieh! P, please forgive me, I…”

Mariel-chan was apologizing with a pale face, so I hurriedly interrupted.

“It’s not her fault! I was told so by another person, and Mariel-chan only explained more.”

Oniisama let out a deep sigh, seemingly suppressing his emotions in response to my restraint.

“… We cannot talk about this here, let’s move to the room.”
“Oh… okay.”

We headed to the room we had reserved in an awkward atmosphere.