"Hmm... it's Filman Donati..."

　What a low voice!
　I'm frightened.

　Libeka's stalker, Philman, came to the dining-room in a haughty manner after he kept us waiting for him out of opposition to the lord Donnis.
　As soon as we found out that we met at a rice malt factory, we were scared and shrunk like cats who were sucking up their belly meat with vacuum cleaners.

"...what? I can't hear you."
"It's Filman! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

　Once settled down, he lifts up again and sends a cheerful greeting.
　Yeah. I have a good impression on young children of this kind.

"You're a genius at finding out what others don't like in one minute..."

　win a great deal of praise from Estella
　You can count on me, can you?

　As I was whispering with Estella, one of the servants crept up behind me and handed me a small piece of neatly folded paper. in a stealthy manner
　When I was in junior high school, I was given something like this in class.
"Breaking news! Yoshimura's blouse is worn out, so it's almost the limit!"
　I used to have a friendly companion in my class who would tell me such trivial news.
　Didn't I think of the class that day? Were all the boys focused on one point?

　So the sender of this letter, which tickles those sweet and sour memories, is, of course, Filman, who sits across the street.
　When I looked at him, he pointed to the paper in my hand and gave me a signal to look. with occasional pretense of concern for Donnis next door
　... well, I think it's obvious.

　When I opened it up, it was simple with some flustered characters????

"'Keep this morning a secret,'

　it was written.

　So I decided to reply to the paper.
"Do you know sincerity?"

"Well, Estella. Give me your pen."
"I don't think I'll write enough, so I'll say no."

　Come on, he's a kick at the lucrative story that's rolling in front of him.

　I couldn't help it, so I looked at him vaguely so that he could say yes or no.
　Filman seems unable to dispel his uneasiness, pressing down on a thin breastplate that has not yet matured.

"What? What, do you know each know?"
"Uh, no..."

　Donnis turns his words to Filman when he sees us interacting.
Filman, who can't say he doesn't know, is stuck in words and sweating to a funny extent.

"I've seen you in town before." I didn't know that he was related to Mr. Donnerty."

　Estella offers a rescue boat.
　Filman's relieved, happy face at that moment...Oh, I think I can expect a lot of return from giving him a favor. That's the type of guy you are.
　With all his emotions on his face, Firman doesn't seem to be fit for lordship.
　However, his family may have made him a little undervalued. I can't help but be a parent. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It must be stupid.

"I'd rather talk to Mr. Filman for a moment than that."
"Well, let's talk!"

　Estella quickly changes the subject before being questioned where they met.
　Luckily, I'm going to ride it... or rather, I'm going to jump at Filman. I guess I'm the type who can't hide things.

"What, are you interested in each other?"
"Well, well,"
"Well, it's interesting because Mr. Donnerty is such a man that you can look at."

　Estella responds to the muddled Filman without a hitch.
　Looking at them alternately, Donis smirks and deepens the wrinkles on his face.

`Then go out with me, whistling!'
"No, that's not the case,"

　He puts his hands on both sides of his mouth and makes a fool of himself. ...that's the kind of guy you want to put out on a burning garbage day.

"Uncle Donnis," I've told you many times not to talk about that."

　Firman's voice includes disgusting irritation.
　His flustered expression has disappeared, and he just looks depressed.

　But Donnis doesn't pretend to care at all.
　Rather, it's getting more lively.

"Why? Look, Miss Claremona. She's a breathtaking beauty."

　In front of her, Estella smears her cheeks a little.
　He's weak with compliments.
　If you let them walk through the shopping streets of Japan, they'll make fun of you around greengroceries, fish dealers, butchers and cleaners.

"And an older wife is a good thing," steady, calm, chaste, well-educated..."
"I haven't heard of that,"
"My family is well-balanced..."
"Don't do that!"

　Filman is enraged by the persistent jeezy.
　Hit the hard table and let out a gut cry.
　My thin shoulders are gently moving up and down.

　Donis, with a sour face, closes his mouth, caresses his chin and gazes at Filman.
　He lifted his right arm slowly.

"Then shall we choose the head waiter over there.
"Uncle Donnis!"
"The eagle was wondering if it would be better to get rid of your family. She's a very beautiful woman, and she's so cute!"
"Shut up!"

　Oh, my. My relatives call me a sizzler, you know.
　It's more than Estella's.
　Is that so? Is a woman like Natalia in BU?Estella's cheeks, which had been lightly dyed before, are now twitching.

　That's right? I can't forgive you, can I?

"Donnis,"

　He dared to call me off, and cast a murderous glance at Donnis.
　You are my 'enemy' depending on the answer????

　Slowly rising, I pointed to Natalia and shouted.

"What's "pie pie"? Call it "baby" to be respectful!"
"Would you mind not making a fuss about anything?"
"Shut up, no pie!"
"Good job, Jiro! Do you want me to come out?"
"Well, both of you," This place is "the most beautiful woman in the world.
"'Don't get carried away, Natalia!'"

　Ironically, I agreed with Estella, so I decided to settle the dispute.

"You are so rude as to be,"
"You can't talk about people, either," Uncle Donnis,"

　Wrinkle jeezers are on the stalker's ear for something is on the stalker's ear.
　...there's no decent guy in this space.........other than me.

"I beg your pardon,"
"Oh, what? The Eagle has shown us how ugly it is."

　They apologise to each other and the situation is redone.

　A gentle glance at Donnis did not seem to express much displeasure.
　He doesn't seem to be as quick-tempered as I thought he would be. It's a bit troublesome, though.

"And what did you come to talk about this time, though I consented to a request from an old acquaintance?"

　This meeting was arranged by Maul.
　Marle said Donis was easy to understand, and Donis himself said, "I did it because it was Marle's request."

　This visit may be exceptional.

"As you know, the 42 wards are now being asked for compensation by BU member wards for causing water shortages. However, the 42 wards are not involved in this abnormal weather. I came here because I wanted you to understand that."
"Well..."

　Grab the jaw with your hand and gently stroke the wrinkles on your cheek.
　Old as he is, he doesn't have a beard. That's probably why my fine beard is making a noise.

"If you will listen to us and agree with us, I hope that the lords of the other wards who are members of the BU will be encouraged to listen to us."
"It's impossible,"

　The negative words came easily.
　Not even the hors d'oeuvre has come out yet.

"The compensation claim for the 42 wards was decided by a majority vote. It's not time to steam it up now."
"And, yes, sir," Mr. Donnerty was in the opposite position at first."
"It was troublesome,"
"...what do you think?"

　Put your head on the table with your hands crossed, caressing the jaws.
　After a deep sigh, Donnis muttered in a low voice.

"It was troublesome to have time to pull out the 42 wards and gather them for compensation. The eagle has more important things to do. I objected because I didn't want to waste my time on trifles. That's all."

　the question of succession
　Donis, for that very reason, objected to the 42nd leg's claim, saying that he was not willing to spare any other than that. so as not to take up unnecessary

"But it was decided by majority vote, and the eagle took time. That's enough, isn't it? If the 42 wards pay reparations promptly, the eagle will not have any more time to spare on the matter. I have no intention of reviving the subject now."
"Well..."

　Estella's eyebrows are twisted.

　He couldn't care less about the 42nd leg.
　It doesn't matter what happens.

　I don't think I should get involved with myself any longer.

　There was no action taken to help the 42 wards.

"Well, let's have dinner," Go home as soon as you've done it. for the Eagle has something to do with Filman."

　Donis' hands clapped against him with a loud bang.
　With that as a signal, servants carry hors d'oeuvres in front of them.

　When this meal is over... time's up.
　Marl's boy. You don't mean to say, "If you have enough time to eat, can you?"
　Anyway, the hole that was about to open is closing at a tremendous rate. There's only one thing you can do at such a time...

"What do you think of Filman?"
"...what?"

　--the hole that was about to be closed would be forced to open.

　I cast a provocative glance at Filman. pose provocatively with a provocative smile

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
"What do you want to do, sir?"
"No, I'm sorry," I just let out a provocative breath."

　He's a man of force. Don't worry so much.

"Do you think humans can influence the world enough to influence the weather?"

　When I asked Filman with a straight face, he raised his eyebrows plainly.
　His face says that he doesn't understand the meaning of the question.

"The forty-two wards have had a merry-go-round, and it has ceased to rain."
"I've heard of it. though."
"Do you really think that's possible?"

　After some thought, Filman gave up thinking.

"I don't know," But if all the lords of the 'BU' thought it was possible, there might be such a case."Unlike Donnis, Firman seems to be the BU of Imadoki.
　In short, people think, "Maybe it's because everyone says so."

　He thinks that if he does so, he won't have to make a big mistake, and he thinks he won't be responsible for his own failure.
　I'm afraid they're both of them.
　... well, I'll let you know more and more.

　He's just too weak to lay the blame on himself when he's too busy evading responsibility.
　I wonder what this guy would react to if he were forced into an inevitable situation.

"If there's a guy who can manipulate the weather, the koji craftsmen in this town will have no value."
"What!"

　Filman stands up involuntarily.
　At first glance, you'd seem angry at the insult of a craftsman proud of the twenty-four wards.
　But it's not, is it?

"If you have the freedom to control the weather, you don't have to adjust the temperature and humidity every day before the sun rises. The koji craftsmen who work hard and sweat hard look comical."
"That's not the case! Kojimaker is a precious thing!"

　I guess he realized that he was getting too hot after saying that.
　After his breath, Filman hurriedly added, "For this twenty-fourth leg," and sat down in his chair.

　But don't you think you could have escaped for that?"

"You seem to have a great deal of affection for the Twenty-Fourth Ward,"
"... of course. It's a town where I was born and raised."
"You treasure it,"
"And so... of course."
"Then take over," lord of a manor
"...what!"
"Oh, don't say nice things, young man! Yes, Filman! If you care about this city, study hard and follow in the footsteps of the eagle!"
"Well, that's a different story!"

　Filman stands up in an unbearable manner.
　As he left, Donnis' angry voice flew up his back.

"What do you like about it!"

　Shaking his shoulders, Filman pauses.
　But he doesn't look back.

　Donnis stands up slowly, expressing his anger.

"What are you dissatisfied with becoming the glorious lord of the twenty-fourth arrondissement? There are many who want to be, but are not entitled to be." How blessed you are to those people..."
"I want to decide my future by myself!"

　Looking back, Filman's eyes were filled with tears and his gritted teeth were trembling.
　Anger and fear are mixed, and they look of complexity is displayed.

　an irresistible fear of a partner
　an inalienable feeling
　frustration with one's life that doesn't go the way one wants

　He's a really straightforward boy.
　You're young, aren't you?

"...in the future?"

　Filman turns away.
　Angry is prone to explosion, but the fire withers relatively quickly. It never disappears, but it keeps smoldering. However, it is not possible to catch fire.

"Do you want to be a soybean farmer?"

　the path chosen by all one's nephews
　Donnis is open‐minded about whether Filman is the same.
　But Filman doesn't answer.

"Lordship is a proud business. I don't mean that farmers are to blame, but... they are not inferior occupations to farmers!"
"... I know that,"
"And why!"
「…………」

　Filman won't answer.
　I can't answer.

If you become a lord, you will have many advantages. You will have enough money for the rest of your life, and you will be able to treat your servants as you please, and you will be able to train the nobles.'

　Whispering such sweet words does not reach Filman.

"Marriage, too,"

　Filman swings slightly.

"You can choose the best mate." Many daughters of good families have proposed themselves to you. all the daughters of famous nobles."

　Filman bites his lips.

"Ah, Mr. Donnerty!"

　Estella, who knows the situation, intervenes intolerably.
　Look at Filman for once and be careful not to get caught up in his words.

"Well, I hear that these days, there are more and more aristocrats who want to have a free love life regardless of their social status. There are many people who choose a person whom they can really love, neglecting the balance of family background."

　Filman looks up to follow Estella.
　He looks as if he were looking at a light shining in the dark.

"It is true that the number of such people is increasing these days. A majority of people don't like double marriages."
"Yes, all men are equal. Acts that narrow their own potential are synonymous with self-inviting a dwindling future. I believe that the lords of the twenty-four wards, who have unwavering conviction and understanding and tolerance of the new age, have the capacity to tolerate it."
"Of course,"

　Donnis's expression melts and Firman's cheeks take the strain off.

"The eagle has long been one of those who questioned the marital relationship of family. It's wrong to involve political matters in marriage."
"As expected, Mr. Donnerty,"

　If you were a noble, you would want to marry a person who was older than you and you would need at least as much family background as you.
　But Donnis hated it.
　It may have resulted in her remaining single.

"No matter how much the lordship may be deprived of, no matter how much he was driven to the outskirts of the ward, it is impossible to believe that such a thing would have ruined him. for many years, if the world would call it ruin, that the Eagle should not care about any such trifles."

　...what?

"For old people who don't listen, I've made a lot of noise. I've seen the stupidity, narrowness, and disgracefulness of those who don't understand. He prides himself on his understanding of the young and the new age!"...... well, that's...

"The eagle strongly thinks that marriage is a love-building process between lovers!"

　...............I was in love with Marul, but he was opposed to marriage because he was forced out of his lordship, broke down, and remained single all the time......is that so?
　Well, if this guy still adores Marul... oh, so are all the servants in this house male? If he doesn't leave a woman in the house, even if he is a waiter, it's a sign that he doesn't want to make a strange misunderstanding of Marul, is it? Is that so?

　... puberty, you little boy.

"And now, Mr. Donnerty," What if, by any chance, you had someone in your heart that you had decided to do."

　Estella's words make Firman open his eyes wide.
　You've made a very bold bet, haven't you?
　Well, I have to say "OK" in this trend.
　It might be a good move to get your word off the beaten track.

"If you have such a partner, the Eagle would rather be glad."

　Filman's face becomes clear and clear with ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Well, if she were an ordinary daughter, she might need some education -- as a matter of taste for the bride of the lord -- she would have no trouble getting married."

　Reflectively, Filman's fist clenches tightly.
　It's a small guts pose. You've taken my word.

"As long as we get married, the outfield won't bother us. I don't want to be treated the same way as an eagle."

　Donnis's face looked wrinkled but soft and gentle.

"and, as long as you get married, you can devote yourself to your lord's duties afterwards." That's all right. If you have a daughter in your mind, the Eagle will do its best to help you --"
"Uncle Donnis..."

　The rift between the adolescent boy's relatives, who had been complicated by his secret love affair, is likely to be resolved.
　We have solved the succession problem that has plagued Donnis for years, and if this makes him in a good mood, he may be able to help us with compensation claims for the Forty-second leg.

　Well, regardless of Libeka's approval, this problem is solved. Happy...


`--unless he is a foreigner,'


　Donnis's words froze the air.
　Well...cracked.

「…………」

　Filman's face looks completely down.
　I can't see his expression under the cover of his soft bangs.

　I'm just shaking a little. ...with anger

"Well, tell me if you have a daughter! The Eagle will arrange a good match!"
"...thank you for all your trouble!"

　Shake the snatched glass off the table and splash water on Donnis.
　Filman dashed out of the dining room, knocking down a chair beside him.

"...what a rude fellow! Catch him now and put him in a dungeon!"
"But, my lord!"
"Shut up! Do you want to be imprisoned?"
"No, no! I'm sorry! Oh, not at once!"

　An elderly butler rushed out of the dining room, followed by just under a dozen servants.

"... oh dear!"

　He slumped violently into a chair and wiped his wet face with a napkin.
　Then, thrust one elbow against the table and rest your head heavily. He sighed heavily with wrinkles, distorted cheeks and a sad expression.

"...I'm sorry,"

　In a vanishing voice, Donnis apologized.
　Estella seemed unable to find a word for the whole mess that was going on in front of her, though she might have wanted to react.
　Eventually, Estella only looked down and let out a gasp.

"...this is always the case,"

　In the heavy air of no-one talking, Donis moves his mouth, wrinkled like an old tree, as if he were exonerating.

"The Eagle doesn't understand what he thinks at all, and how he can deliver his thoughts to the Eagle."

　He grips his temple, squeezes his fingers, and Zizi whines.
　Perhaps a minute later, "…you've said something boring." Forget it," he'll probably say.

　though…

"Shall I tell you?"

　Everyone there looks at my words.

"Or rather... shall I help you?"

His eyes are filled with surprise, suspicion, and hope to save him if possible.
　With his eyes????

"What on earth are you going to make next?" asked Estella, coolly looking at her????

　Come on. Calm down, both of them are in such a hurry... ...you'll find out by looking at them.