Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

The church ceiling was terribly high, and I looked up and my neck must have sounded.

One side of the wall is fitted with stained glass like a flower petal, and the corridor from the entrance to the altar shines like a gem, illuminated by red, white, green and various colors.

You want me to walk here?

When I turned to my father, who was not realistic and stood next to me, he scolded me, "Don't be silly".

This is the Episcopal Church near the King's Capital. It is an ancient building that boasts one of the finest histories and gorgeous beauty in the country, and it has long been customary for noble people to give weddings here.

It is also famous as a tourist destination, usually with many tourists pushing in from all over the world. I wish I'd worshipped the rose windows here once before I died, too.

But right now, I can't afford to look around freely.

Anyway, today is the wedding of me, the Duke of Caterea Barto and Crusade Vlage.

Behind the corridor —— on the main altar, the bishop and the duke had already stood and waited for me.

"Don't bring it"

My father says it again in a harsh voice. About your wedding day, you could be nice to me.

... while I think about it I follow Sta next to my walking father. Even though it's the Virgin Road I admire, I don't have feelings for some reason.

When I arrive at the main altar, my father leaves me and moves aside. Instead the Duke, the groom, took my hand.

Smooth silver hair, clear blue eyes. Beautiful side that is hiatus neat.

Seeing the beauty of a sculptural duke up close, a strange breath leaks out of my mouth.

This is the second time I have seen this incredibly beautiful Duke. The first time, by the way, was this morning.

And it was about three weeks ago that I officially decided to marry this guy. Isn't it too steep for anything? I think so too.

It was about a month before the slightly Barbarian Baltic family, all samurai of the clan royal party, was brought to terms with the Duke's family.

I'm not sure why. It's just that one day my father suddenly summoned me and said, "Do you want to marry the Duke of Vlage? I was asked," So when I answered yes, I decided to get married. The ceremony dates were also set.

My Baltic family, when it comes to nobility, is a weak aristocrat in the province, has no assets, nor is it a house of special character. Therefore, there is not much merit in marrying me as a nobleman. So even if I were to get married one day, I thought they were uncle nobles with about two bats.

If there's a marriage story rolling in with the gorgeous young Duke there, anyone should give me an OK in two replies.

However, the Duke at heart seemed unwilling to ride this marriage. When I first met him today, the Duke had a wrinkled and harsh look between his eyebrows, not even trying to make eye contact with me.

I don't even reply much when I talk to him. Sometimes I just reply like "oh" doesn't matter.

I totally shriveled the feeling that I was rising because of you.

But good-looking acquittals are what I used to say.

Even though he was cold and slightly hurt, standing next to the Duke again, his chest sounded unconsciously from time to time.

Is it because I usually get used to seeing my brothers wandering around the house bragging about their muscles with a cloak of pants? The Duke's appearance, as if he were a fairy tale prince, inspires his maiden heart tickling.

"Bride, do you swear?

"Yes?"

Suddenly he talks to me, and I get a dumb voice.

When I realized, the bishop stared at me. The Duke next door also looks down at me with his face, "What the hell are you doing?"

Apparently, the vow word order was turning. I hadn't heard anything at all in time for my thoughts.

"Yes, I swear!

I'll answer fine for now.

"Yes, then give me a kiss on the oath"

Looks annoying, the bishop urges.

I look up to the Duke next door. Cold beauty approaches us with a slightly less pleasant look.

... what?

I don't feel it on my lips. My cheeks are just a little puffy.

The Duke just put his lips gently on my cheek and finished his vow kiss.

Ah...... This hurts a little.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, give these two a round of applause for their blessings"

The sparsely standing participants begin to applaud the words of the bishop.

Looking back, I saw a father with a difficult face and Brother Tris chewing up the absences next to him.

—— So my wedding ended, kind of a shame.