Listening to the Duke and Paul's conversation, I glanced at his hand, cautious of the vibe going on.
'... It's clean.' — I recognized immediately, making me curious again as to why the duke was saying this even if convenient.
"... Of course, I would not want to stain Marianne's dress… my hands are clean, see?"
"... Aah~ indeed, I was mistaken." — Smiling innocently, the Duke said, turning to look at me. — "Am I too protective of my daughter? I am seeing things now out of care."
"... Perhaps you are… Father."
"Haha! That must be the case. My children are everything I wish to protect after all… my son too, even if men easily protect themselves. Do be careful as we go into the hunt. I would not like it if you get injured, Paul."
'... What's… what's going on?'
"... I will pay attention to our surroundings. Lose concern."
