Since then, I have had various conversations with Dmitry, and the field that I delved most deeply into was by far the history.
Dmitry boasted a wide range of knowledge as he was the head of Requilis, and I also possessed knowledge that did not bow down at all, even if not at the level of a professor.
Thanks to this, there was no interruption in the flow of conversation, and it continued long enough to make Marie express boredom.
In particular, Dmitry had deep knowledge about the cultures of other countries, and he gave detailed information about the reasons for the creation of those cultures and what form they have taken now.
As if I could not miss an unexpected opportunity, I took out the magic pen and notebook I usually carried with me and diligently recorded it. No matter how many books I read compared to my peers, I was lacking in many ways to thoroughly understand the culture of other countries.
"Do you usually carry a pen and notebook with you?
As I was taking notes, Dmitry looked at the magic pen and raised one eye.
Rather than looking at the magic pen, he seemed to be interested in my habit of writing in a notebook.
I paused for a moment and answered in a blunt voice.
"Yes. I have a habit of recording important information so I don't forget it."
"It's a really good habit. That's what my daughter should learn too."
"Heh. I still don't forget what I heard once?"
At Demitre's bitter voice, Marie quickly turned her head to express her dissatisfaction.
As she was treated as a borrowed barley sack while only talking about uninteresting history, she had no choice but to complain.
"Did he ask me to borrow his notebook?"
"hey!!"
Of course, when I gave a pointless explanation, I immediately started yelling.
I smiled a little at Marie's reaction, who couldn't hide her shyness, her face was bright red, and she was cheering.
Not only that, but Dmitry also had an exhilarating laugh that was rare. Only Marie could not laugh in a friendly atmosphere.
smart-
[master. It's lunch time soon.]
As the good mood continued, Sebastian's voice came from outside the door. Dmitry and I also checked the clock in the guest room.
Am I using this when I say that I didn't even know that time passed? I checked the time and it was lunch time.
Sebastian also knows that I'm going home without lunch, but it seems to have informed me that lunch time is approaching, just to confirm.
As lunch time approached, Dmitry patted his chin and looked at me and said:
"It's already time. Are you really going to go back without lunch?"
"Yes. I want to meet my family as soon as possible. I'm going to do takeout outside."
"You don't have to spend any money, let's go take the food our chef made. I'll tell you separately."
"If yes, I would appreciate it."
"Sebastian."
With my consent, Dmitry called Sebastian, who was waiting outside the door, into his room. Then Sebastian came in and approached Dmitry's side.
Dmitry gave orders in a low voice to Sebastian, who was standing next to him in a neat posture.
"This friend comes home without lunch, so there is no need to prepare anything. Instead, tell the chef to prepare something as simple as takeout. It looks like it will be eaten in a carriage."
"all right."
"And stop by my office for a moment and get me some 'remove'. There's probably a new remover in my drawer."
"Yes."
Sebastian followed Dmitr's instructions and walked out the door.
I looked at Sebastian's back as he walked out the door with a neat gait, and a question arose and asked Dmitry.
"Duke. May I ask what the remover is?"
"Let's just say it's something you'll like."
"Anything I'd like?"
"Um… I'm sure you'll like it."
As I tilted my head with a puzzled expression, Marie sitting next to me helped me. Because of this, it was more difficult to get a sense of what it was.
After a while again, Sebastian returned. His hand held an elongated object on a white background.
I fixed my gaze on the appearance of something familiar somewhere. In the meantime, Dmitry took the items from Sebastian and showed them to me.
"This is an item called a remover. It is an item with magic formulas inside, just like your magic pen."
"What are you using it for?"
"Have you got the notebook you wrote down earlier? I'll try to hold it while pressing the button here."
Dmitry thought it would be better to write it himself rather than explain, so he delivered the item to me. I accepted the item he delivered while expressing my doubts.
Overall, it is a stick-like object. Should I describe it as looking like a very thick pencil?
To solve the growing questions, I held the object like a pen and brought it to the notebook. In the notebook, the knowledge that Dmitry had given me before is recorded.
And when the button located in the middle was pressed, a surprising phenomenon unfolded.
"Huh?"
has disappeared. Black letters written with a magic pen.
Only where I put it at the exact end, the writing disappeared without a trace. The paper became clear as if I had erased it with an eraser or white.
"It's a magic item called a remover. It's only a short time of 5 minutes, but you can erase the records you wrote with a pen."
Dmitry explained to me from the front as I was staring at the lost notebook with a puzzled expression on my face. As he lifted his head, he saw Dmitry's smiling face.
As I faced his face, I hurriedly checked to see if the other letters were being erased. As he said, the writings written a long time ago were not erased, but all the records written just before were removed without a trace.
Even this alone is literally a treasure among treasures to me. I put on a bright expression on my face, but then returned it to normal.
Even the magic pen boasts a frightening price, but this remover item will also boast a price worthy of it. No matter how much peacock tares are, he doesn't think he'll give this as a gift.
"…can I ask why you gave this to me?"
So I asked. I asked Dmitry carefully, squeezing the remover in my hand.
I have indirectly expressed my desire to have a remover somehow, and I am willing to accept if he offers a reasonable deal.
Dmitry smiled a little, noticing that I wanted it. I got a little nervous as he smiled, and I hoped it wasn't a strange suggestion.
"It's just a gift. There's no particular reason."
At last, Dmitry's mouth opened, and a nuanced reply, saying that it was not a big deal, flowed out.
However, I did not take it too seriously and maintained a cautious attitude.
"Even if it is a gift, this item is too expensive for me. The magic pen is enough to replace mana with ink, but the remover seems to be more complicated… isn't it?"
"You are right. If the magic pen has a value of 1, the remover has a value of 10."
Also as I expected. This remover item boasted a huge price as I couldn't afford it.
Of course, considering the profits made in Xenon's life, I'd be happy to buy it at my price, but it's not a gift. The price is ridiculously high to receive as a gift.
So it was time to put down the remover to politely decline. As soon as Dmitry saw my action, he stopped in a loud voice.
"You don't have to feel pressured. I'm glad you liked it, so I'll give it to you. You won't refuse, right?"
"…too expensive for me."
"Still, it's like a penny for our Duke of Requilis. You get it when you say it in a nice way. You made Marie study history, so I think you've paid the price for it."
"…thank you."
It's not anyone else, but the head of Requilis comes out like that, and there's nothing I can do about it. But she couldn't hide her joy, and the corners of her lips kept twitching.
It was a huge windfall just to have such a magical item, and I even received a gift. I can't help but be happy as I had to throw away the manuscript itself if I made a mistake.
"So good?"
Seeing the corners of my lips twitching, Marie said a word. I gripped the remover with both hands and answered with happiness.
"yes."
"It's the first time I've seen you rejoice like a child. You're the kind of person you really like."
Like Marie's analysis, I'm a style that really likes what I like.
When I received the magic pen as a gift from my father, I just did not express it as a mixture of joy and emotion, but my feelings were not much different from what it is now.
"I'm glad you all like it that much. I can give you something else if you want."
"No. This alone is an undeserved gift for me."
When I said no, waving my hand, Dmitry mumbled softly with a subtle smile.
"It's too much… that's a funny word."
*****
As Isaac said that the purpose of the visit was to the end, he left the Requilis mansion before lunch time.
Before leaving, Marie asked if she could stay for one night with regret, but Isaac refused. Because she wanted to be reunited with her parents as soon as possible, and she judged it to be against her manners above all else.
"Then kiss me."
"Gladly."
In the end, it was replaced by a kiss while Dmitry was away for a while to call the carriage. After such a long and short kissing time, Isaac returned to the long-awaited house in the carriage that Dmitry had called for him.
After that, Marie stood quietly at the front door of the mansion until she could no longer see Isaac's wagon. Even though it was a short period of one month, she said that she could not see Isaac, so her heart was already pounded.
"Lady. It's time for you to go back."
"…I know."
After a while, the carriage passed the Duke's gate, and when it disappeared completely, Marie followed Sebastian's instructions and moved inside. Still saddened, she looked behind her before entering her mansion.
Even outside the tightly closed gate, Isaac's carriage was nowhere to be seen. He was really back home.
"Whoa…"
Marie sighed deeply at the longing that seemed to be approaching already. Had she known this, she didn't have time to bite those soft cheeks after the kiss.
Then, as she entered the mansion with a gloomy expression on her face, a familiar voice reached her ears.
"You look sad."
It was Dmitry. He stood behind the front door, waiting for Marie and Sebastian.
As a duke, he didn't see Isaac off directly, but he took him to the main gate with him.
Meanwhile, Marie smiled bitterly at Dmitry's words and opened her mouth.
"Are you too mad?"
"It makes no sense to become a father and not even know how a daughter feels."
When Dmitry answered savvyly, Marie smirked. Externally, Dmitry was respected by the people as a duke and so on, but in Marie's eyes, he was nothing more than a father who loved her daughter.
Marie looked around, beckoning Sebastian to back off. At that gesture, Sebastian politely nodded his head and moved his steps elsewhere.
Finally, only Marie and Dmitry were left at the front door. Marie said in a quiet voice she asked Dmitry as she double-checked that she had no one around.
"Dad. Do you even know who Isaac is?"
Again, Marie has the ability to see through human psychology instinctively. At this time, she felt a sense of incongruity in the conversation between Isaac and Dmitry, and was convinced when she presented her remover as a gift.
Dmitry said that he had a glimpse of Isaac's true identity. Fortunately, he didn't show it, so Isaac was completely unaware of it.
Meanwhile, Dmitry shrugged and replied as if nothing had happened.
"Marie. As you may know, I am the Duke of Rechilis, who assists His Majesty the Emperor. Everything that happened to the Empire is passed on to me. Even if it is something the Crown Prince personally committed. There have been other investigations before."
"Since when did you know?"
"It was only recently that I became convinced. Thanks to that, it seems that the law needs to be revised so that it does not use expedients. This has ample room for abuse as well as tax evasion."
"…what are you going to do now?"
Marie asked in a slightly lowered voice. Although his father is immature, he is the Duke of Requilis.
As I asked Isaac a question, the person who sits proudly in the highest position among 'people who hold the pen'. So he had to be anxious.
Personally, I have no idea what he would do if he said he liked Isaac. If he does something useless, he will try to stop him somehow, but his strength is not enough.
As Marie was anxious with the thought in her head, Dimitri opened her mouth in a silent voice.
"At first, I was thinking of taking action. I don't know personally, but it's very dangerous for the author of Xenon's biography. But after talking a few times, it seems that it doesn't matter much if I leave it alone."
"Why?"
"As the kid said, the world is changing because it's a natural phenomenon. If we force it to stop, it will only cause great harm to us. Even if we can forcefully stop the flowing river, it's like a dam bursting one day. It's better to be prepared though."
Having said that, Dmitry glanced at Marie and then continued with a smile.
"More than anything else, are you his girlfriend now? As a duke and as a father, I agree, but if that kid does weird things, just tell me. I'll do it the other way around."
"…Dad."
Marie looked at Dmitry's low-quality jokes for a moment, but with a pitiful expression. By the way, all those frivolous tones that don't fit the duke's dignity were all transferred to his mother.
Either way, Dmitry didn't stop teasing Marie.
"So when do you want to get married? If you want…"
"Right Now."
"… …"
"I want to do it right away, so send me the application for marriage to Isaac's mansion."
Did he realize that Marie was sincere?
'…I'll have to think about it again.'
Dmitry muttered to himself, unable to even respond.
"No. I just have to send you a letter. Dad can make it arrive in one day, right?"
"… …"
That's how Marie's vacation began.