Cousin Needs Help

Roger Golden Wheat's arrival was merely a prelude to the arrival of his younger sister, Rolia Golden Wheat, but the Tulip Family had already made all the arrangements.

The manor castle in Birch City would serve as the bride's temporary residence.

A Marquis's daughter was marrying a Count's son. The wedding certainly could not compare in scale to a Grand Duke marrying off his daughter, and the Tulip Family's financial and material resources could not compare with the Long-Yam Family's either, but none of the proper festivity would be lacking.

As the wedding date drew near.

Nobles friendly with the Tulip Family arrived one after another. The most distinguished among them were naturally Messiro and his wife, bringing along the newlywed Meiopal and the little princess.

Tulip Castle grew ever livelier, and Liszt was rushed off his feet. Naturally, he was a member of the groomsmen, but he also had to shoulder the responsibility of receiving guests. On top of that, he had to endure the harassment of female guests—there were always fiery, bold noblewomen who admired his looks.

As an unmarried noble, such harassment was always unavoidable.

Yet that was not the source of his troubles, nor was it the awkwardness of meeting Rona Sa Golden Wheat again when she accompanied the bride back to Coral Island, after there had once been something ambiguous between them.

His real trouble had been brought by Meiopal.

Or, more strictly speaking.

It had been caused by a Smoke mission, making every meeting with his cousin exceptionally awkward. His thoughts were tangled, a chaotic mess like a ball of snarled hemp.

"Liszt, Liszt?" Meiopal patted his shoulder. "What are you thinking about? Angela asked what kind of noble lady you like. She knows many noble ladies of marriageable age and can introduce you