Oneshot

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Author: うみのうみ

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The Count’s son, Sevan Galilee, and the Count’s daughter, Vida Vostok, are engaged, but their relationship does not seem to be good.

It attracts the interest of busybodies gossiping about when the engagement will be broken off.

Their families try to break off the engagement due to the situation of the two….

“Those two haven’t spoken a word for a while now, and they aren’t even looking at each other.”

“Don’t you know? It’s famous. There are rumors that it’s a matter of time before the engagement is annulled.”

What catches the attention of the busybodies at the party venue is Sevan Galliraia, the son of a Count, with his dark green hair and bright light blue eyes and a constant smile.

Coupled with Vieda Vostok, the daughter of a Count with indigo hair, bright purple eyes, and a stiff expression.

The two are engaged, but they don’t seem to be on good terms.

First of all, the two are dancing, but their eyes don’t meet, and the young lady is only looking into the far distance.

Even after the dance is over, no words are spoken. Moreover, Vieda left Sevan immediately.

When Vieda has moved away alone, she speaks to another lady. She seems to be having a lot of fun chatting with a friend. Vieda is talking a lot, quite unlike earlier, as though the utterly silent figure from before was a lie.

With this, it can’t be helped that there are rumors about the two’s relationship.

The two of them don’t exchange a word up until the moment they leave the venue.

The two go to the same school and are in the same class. Even there, no one has ever seen the two of them speaking to each other.

It isn’t like they don’t talk to anyone at all. Vieda is often seen happily chatting with her friends, and Sevan is taciturn, but will answer if spoken to.

They just don’t hang out and chat, or even just address each other.

“Sevan, how are things with Miss Vostok? Everyone’s worried.”

After all, friends in the same class seem to be worried for the two who don’t speak enough. A male classmate talks to Sevan.

“No problem.”

“There’s no way there’s no problem. You’re a nice guy, and yet, why is it you don’t you talk to her. Don’t you think Miss Vostok might surprisingly be waiting for you.”

“That so?”

“The girls seem to be making sweets in today’s home economics class, so go say you want some. You like chocolate, right?”

“That’s true.”

“… Are you a guy who can’t say anything else.”

Even his friends are amazed at Sevan’s unchanging attitude.

It seems that a group of 4 or 5 people are making sweets. In it, Vieda happily mixes the ingredients.

“I hope it will be delicious. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Right?”

“Looks like we can pick between vanilla and chocolate flavored. Which one are you choosing?”

“I’ll go with chocolate.”

Apparently, Vieda will choose chocolate-flavored muffins.

“Hey, Vieda, aren’t you going to give Galliraia a muffin? I’m giving mine to my fiancé.”

Vieda only smiles vaguely at her friend’s words.

She pours it into the mold and after crouching down to put it in the oven, Vieda suddenly stands up.

“I’m sorry, I seem to have touched the oven. I’ll go to the infirmary.”

“Are you okay? I’ll go with you.”

“I just grazed a little, so it’s fine to go alone. Sorry, when we’re still in the middle of things.”

“The rest is just waiting for it to be baked, so don’t worry about it. Hurry up and go to the infirmary.”

Vieda goes to the infirmary alone.

While the girls are taking home economics classes, the boys are taking sword lessons.

However, the atmosphere is somewhat frivolous. They seem to be hoping the girls will give them sweets.

While fighting with mock swords, one student’s sword flies through the air. Right towards the classmate who was talking to Sevan earlier.

Just when it seems like it’s about to hit, Sevan grabs the mock sword and stops it.

“Sevan, thanks–or rather, didn’t that hurt?”

“It was just a light hit so no problem.”

“Yes, yes, hurry up to the infirmary.”

His classmate forcibly takes Sevan to the infirmary.

When they get to the infirmary, Vieda is applying medicine to her hands.The classmate who knows the relationship between the two speaks to her.

“Did Miss Vostok get hurt too?”

“I touched the oven. But it’s alright. I’m glad Sevan also seems to be okay.”

“Is that so? This guy protected me and got hurt. But I’m glad it ended with just a little smack in the palm of his hand.”

Sevan’s hand is wrapped with a bandage, and it seems that the treatment was finished while the two were talking.

“I’ll be going back to class.”

“Us too.”

On the way back to class after parting with Vieda, his classmate scolded Sevan.

“Why didn’t you say a word? You could’ve raised your evaluation. You didn’t even worry about Miss Vostok.”

“Because there’s no problem”

“This again… Come to think of it, how did she know it was Sevan who was injured even though two of us went there?”

“… That’s true.”

Even though he was injured and scolded by his classmate, Sevan is smiling happily.

Sevan and Vieda are having tea in the garden of the Count’s mansion. They regularly hold tea parties to get to know each other better, but the two of them never get along well.

As usual, Vieda is looking toward the horizon, and Sevan doesn’t say anything.

Two shadows watch the situation. It appears that Sevan’s parents are discussing after seeing the state of the two.

“Their magical compatibility was good so I thought it’d be nice to be engaged, but their compatibility as people is so bad…”

“That’s right. At this rate, they’ll just both be unhappy. It’s something we brought up, but let’s break off the engagement.”

“I’ll have to apologize to Count Vostok…”

In an office, a couple is in anguish for some reason. Vieda enters the room. She seems to have been called by her parents.

Count Vostok speaks even though he is at a loss for words.

“… Vieda, what do you think of Sir Sevan?”

“… He’s my fiancé.”

“Not like that. I just wanted to hear what you thought about the engagement…”

“Dear, really, you need to speak clearly. The Count of Galliraia has offered to break off the engagement.“

The mother begins to speak on behalf of the dithering father.

”To be honest, I was grateful. Because you guys don’t talk at all. We don’t want Vieda to end up in an unhappy marriage either.“

“I was thinking of listening to Vieda’s opinion before giving an acceptance… What do you think?”

Vieda seems surprised by her parents’ words. She opens her mouth after a little consideration.

“I would like to marry Sevan… I would like to have an opportunity to discuss, if possible.”

“If Vieda says so, let’s do it…”

Her parents agreed with a worried expression.

The Count’s son, Sevan Galliraia, the Count’s daughter, Vieda Vostok, and their parents are gathered in one room of the Count’s residence.

In the heavy atmosphere, the Count of Galliraia is the one to start.

“We gathered today to discuss the engagement between Sevan and Miss Vieda… I apologize since we were the ones who applied for the engagement, but I would like you to dissolve the engagement of the two.”

Count Vostok begins to speak.

“I don’t want my daughter to be unhappy either. But my daughter said she didn’t want to break off the engagement… I would like to hear from Sir Sevan.”

“…I can’t even imagine marrying someone other than Vieda.”

Everyone except Vieda is surprised by Sevan’s words. From there, his father, Count of Galliraia, answers.

“You two don’t speak, you don’t make eye contact. Even as flattery, you can’t say that you’re on good terms.“

”We don’t speak because we don’t have to.“

”… What does that mean?“

The Count of Galliraia asks Sevan, who says something that makes no sense, with suspicion.

“Vieda and I can communicate without talking… Vieda.”

“…That’s right. We can understand each other’s thoughts without speaking. Perhaps it’s because our magic is compatible, but I don’t know the actual cause. By the time I realized it, it was already like this… Sevan, what am I thinking right now?”

“’Seriously, you should have spoken to me directly.’ I know right… Vieda, what are my thoughts?”

“Exactly. And Sevan is thinking… oh, I don’t know.”

Vieda suddenly blushes red and turns to stare into the distance.

“It’s, ‘Vieda is cute again today, how pretty. I’m happy to have a fiancée like this.’”

“…There was no point in me being silent. You’re embarrassing.”

The parents are watching the exchange between the two, but they came to their senses and start asking Sevan and Vieda for confirmation.

“You didn’t you say a single word since?”

“There’s no need to say out loud since we’re always talking.”

“You don’t make eye contact because?”

“… Sevan’s always saying sweet things to me so I’m embarrassed.”

“And separating so quickly?”

“Because everything is overheard. It’s harder to hear each other if we’re further apart.”

“Whether I want to know everything, despite already knowing everything.”

“That’s the way it is.”

After the confirmation process is over, the parents are exhausted.

“… Let’s continue engagement.”

“That’s right…”

It seems that the engagement between the two will be safely continued.

“Those two have been staring at each other since a while ago… I wonder how many songs are they going to dance?”

“There used to be rumors that it was a matter of time before the engagement was annulled, but I wonder what happened.”

What catches the attention of the busybodies at the party venue is Sevan Galliraia, the son of a Count, coupled with Vieda Vostok, the daughter of a Count.

The two are gazing at each other and speaking while dancing.

“Vieda, today’s dress also suits you very well. I’m happy you wore the necklace I sent you.”

“Why are you talking out loud?”

“I won’t allow anyone to say that the engagement is about to be broken.”

“Yes, but, even if we don’t dance like this…”

“Vieda’s attitude is also one of the reasons for the rumors, so look at me properly. I won’t let you go anywhere today.”

“…I’ll be careful.”

It looks like the two will be dancing like this for a while longer.

The rumors will soon disappear due to how close they appear.

A/N: PS: Vida wasn’t burned.

She heard Sevan’s voice saying ouch, so she headed to the infirmary.

Thank you for reading my poor work to the end.