It was an immediate answer. He didn’t even hesitate to confirm it.
“Our Ailette deserves better than that.”
“…….”
His resoluteness bordered on conviction or philosophy. His sky-blue eyes gleamed with a sharp, blade-like intensity, as if freshly honed.
“W-Well, then, what kind of person would be suitable?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Uh? W-Well, that’s because!”
“Because?”
“I-I don’t have a sister…! I was just curious about what it’s like to be a brother with a younger sister, ahem! That’s all.”
It was a flimsy excuse, but surprisingly, it worked.
“Ah, I see!”
Printz bought it. Raywin felt a deep pang of guilt inside.
“I haven’t really thought about it deeply, but…”
True to his earnest and kind nature, Printz tried to answer the question sincerely. After stroking his chin and pondering for a moment, he began to speak.
“My standards might be a bit high…”
“Just tell me anyway.”
“He must be devoted solely to…