I Picked Up an Amnesiac Witch

After tracing the memory of her on the other side of my mind, I formed words at the tip of my tongue. “As children, we had many encounters with each other. And in the end…” I turned my head and glanced at Bianca. Since the story I was about to tell was related to our […]

“Hmm…” “Well, young people these days…” At my remarks, the mood in the banquet hall shifted, albeit slightly. It seemed they quite liked how I declared my love openly rather than attempting to evade or deny it. As expected, confronting the situation head-on was the clear answer to the old-timers who often gave long speeches

“I am only saying this to make things clear, the engagement of Bianca and Heir Cain von Estel was not brought about by any kind of outside political pressure or through a deal. I only found out about this not too long ago, but it seems that the two of them were sincerely in love,

‘…it’s a really nasty and uncomfortable feeling.’ Where did things go so wrong?  What had I done to deserve such discomfort in this strange place?  Why? The Marquis of Castana had invited me for a “light” meal, and I had accepted without much thought.  However, the dinner turned out to be one of the most

The method I chose to appease Aria was indeed straightforward: I would reveal the truth behind the engagement. If she understood the reality of the situation, perhaps she would empathize with my position. “Confession? You want to confess something?” The moment I mentioned the word “confession,” Aria’s face turned a deep shade of red. “…?”

“Heh, engagement? The marriage between the daughter of the Marquis of Castana and Young Lord Cain?” Aria’s earlier expression had been one of tears. The climax of her distress came when I revealed that my visit to the Marquis of Castana was due to my engagement to Bianca.  Something in Aria’s eyes shifted, and it