In Place of Losing My Memory, I Remembered That I Was the Fiancée of the Capture Target - Chapter 3.12
“Sister”
Somehow managing to finish dancing with the prince, I stepped outside onto the floor and Theodore approached.
“You look tired.”
“…Do I?”
“Yeah, dancing three songs in a row must have been tough.”
The prince also peered into my face as he spoke.
“Shall we take a break…?”
“Leopold-sama.”
A cold voice resounded.
“Bridget.”
“You must be tired. I’ve prepared drinks over there.”
Taking the prince’s arm, Bridget glared at me as if I were a nuisance.
“…Theodore, I’ll leave Alexia to you.”
“Yes.”
“Well then, Alexia, I had fun dancing with you.”
Being dragged away by Bridget, the prince left.
“…She’s truly a vicious woman.”
Theodore muttered, placing a hand on my shoulder.
“There’s a place to sit over there. Let’s go.”
“Theodore, did you dance?”
“Not yet. …There’s been a dispute over who would dance with me first, so I escaped.”
“It’s tough being popular huh?”
For promising young men, they often already have fiancées. That’s why Theodore, who hasn’t betrothed, tends to attract attention.
“It’s annoying.”
“Theo should hurry up and get engaged. You must have received countless marriage proposals by now, right?”
Theodore stopped and looked at me.
“———Sister, you can be cruel sometimes.”
“…Huh?”
“I…”
He clenched his fist tightly, then turned his face away and started walking again.
When we reached the wall, he guided me to one of the empty chairs.
“I’ll get you something to drink.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t to engage with other men even if they approach you.”
“You worry too much.”
“I’m worried about you, sister.”
After lightly patting my cheek, Theodore went to get drinks.
“…Ah.”
I sighed as I looked up at the ceiling.
Indeed, I am tired…
It was my first soirée, even though it is at the academy.
Dancing in luxurious dresses…
As someone who only had memories of commoners, it was all too dazzling.
When I returned my gaze from the ceiling, I saw Theodore’s back.
“Is it cruel…”
Was Theodore talking about his feelings for me?
…But I still haven’t been told by any of my family that Theodore is my cousin. Whether they’ve forgotten or it’s not that big of a deal… Either way.
For me, Theodore is my brother.
As a sister, I’m only concerned about my brother’s marriage.
And I have Patrick.
Even if I’m seen as cruel… there’s nothing I can do about it.
Come to think of it… where is Patrick?
As I looked around, I saw a woman approaching me.
…I’ve seen her somewhere before…
“Alexia Bertini-san, right?”
She stopped right in front of me.
“…Yes.”
“I’m Marguerite Barnier. I serve as the secretary of the student council.”
Her gray eyes fixed on me.
Oh, I remembered.
This person is———the rival heiress from Patrick’s route.
In Patrick’s route, there is no fiancée, but Marguerite, a senior, appears as a rival character.
She’s a daughter of a duke just like Patrick and a childhood friend.
She’s always liked Patrick since she was a child and even joined the student council to be with him.
Marguerite, who has been harboring unrequited love for Patrick for years, naturally dislikes the heroine who becomes close to Patrick.
She has quite an intense personality… Yes, she even causes a commotion at events like this party.
“Hah really, it’s annoying.”
Marguerite looked down at me, her eyebrows furrowed.
“Just because Patrick-sama doesn’t pay any attention to me, you think you can manipulate him by pretending to have lost your memory?”
…Ah, yes…
Come to think of it, this person is very stubborn and always comes up with unreasonable accusations.
I remember she was quite troublesome in the game.
…I never thought I’d have to deal with her in real life.
What should I do…
Is Theodore still not back?
Where is Patrick?
As I let my gaze wander, suddenly there was a loud clack.
“Even though someone of a higher status is talking to you, you dare to look away. Truly unsightly, isn’t it?”
Holding a fan in each hand, Marguerite looked down at me with displeasure.
…Was that sound just now from her fans?
The fan… oh no.
The memories from the game came back.
“…I apologize.”
I stood up and bowed, holding the hem of my dress.
I hope she leaves soon.
At least, I hope she puts away that fan.
“Jeez..”
Contrary to my wish, Marguerite approached me even closer.
“Lately, Patrick-sama has been mentioning ‘Alexia, Alexia’ at every opportunity. He never paid any attention to you before… I wonder what underhanded tactics you’ve used.”
I wanted to retort that I hadn’t done anything!
But if I tried to explain, Marguerite’s anger would only escalate.
“Why don’t you say something?”
“…I’m… sorry…”
“Don’t stay silent!”
…Honestly, it’s so unfair…
She’s a daughter of a duke.
I shouldn’t oppose her, but if I stay silent, she’ll blame me…
Even though I’m not the heroine…
I want to run away, I feel like crying.
…Tears started to well up.
Clack… The sound of the fan by my ear made me flinch.
“Is this how you manipulate Patrick-sama into pitying you?”
Tentatively lifting my head… I met her eyes filled with anger.
“…It’s truly unpleasant to look at your face.”
Ah, this is bad.
As soon as I realized it, a powerful shock coursed through me.