charlotte/marx

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C RANK

Charlotte: Lord Marx~

Charlotte: Did you call for me~?

Marx: Charlotte.

Marx: Sit over there.

Charlotte: I-Is something wrong~?

Charlotte: You're making a reaaally scary face~

Charlotte: But, you're still very handsome when you make that expression!

Charlotte: Kyun!

Marx: ............

Charlotte: ............

Charlotte: Did s-something happen~?

Charlotte: Honestly~!

Marx: I have something serious to discuss with you.

Marx: I've received some unpleasant reports about your behavior.

Charlotte: Huh...

Charlotte: By unpleasant, you mean...

Marx: It seems you are messing with the discipline of the army.

Marx: Explain yourself. I'll listen to whatever excuse you may have.

Charlotte: Messing with the discipline of the army.... me?

Charlotte: I have, no idea what you mean by that...

Marx: Don't play innocent. You should be aware.

Marx: Think about your position.

Marx: The invitation to join our army wasn't an invitation to come deceive men.

Marx: I would appreciate it if you stopped immediately.

Charlotte: G-getting in the way of my plan...

Marx: That is all.

Marx: Consider this a warning.

Charlotte: ............

Charlotte: Ugh... So, you're saying I'm sucking up to the men here just because?

Charlotte: I have to do something to fix this one...

Marx: Did you say something?

Charlotte: N-not at all~

Charlotte: You're just hearing things~

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B RANK

Charlotte: Lord Marx~

Marx: What?

Charlotte: I made you some lunch~

Marx: ...Lunch?

Charlotte: That's right.

Charlotte: I made it with plenty of love~!

Charlotte: Now, go ahead and eat!

Marx: I see. Well, that doesn't sound half bad.

Marx: Alright, I'll try it.

Marx: Let's see...

Marx: Yes, it tastes as good as it looks.

Charlotte: I took the nutritional balance into account first,

Charlotte: And I put in just the right amount of salt and vinegar~!

Charlotte: I also took Lord Marx's job into account,

Charlotte: So I can guarantee an improvement in your circulation~!

Marx: And you still managed to make it taste good.

Marx: You're rather good at this, aren't you?

Charlotte: Uwaa~ I'm so glad~!

Charlotte: Your praise means so much to me~

Marx: ...So, what will you do next?

Charlotte: Huh?

Marx: You start by impressing people with your cooking skills.

Marx: So, what is the next step? Go ahead.

Charlotte: I-I'm not sure I get what you're implying here...

Marx: Your strategy for making your way into a man's heart.

Marx: It was all in the report I had mentioned earlier.

Charlotte: .........

Charlotte: After that... the next step is to casually make physical contact.

Charlotte: Like this.

Marx: Don't touch me so familiarly.

Charlotte: Sorry...

Charlotte: But, is there something wrong with what I've been doing?

Charlotte: If anything, this is just helping the boys get a boost in motivation.

Marx: That's enough.

Marx: If you have time to be doing something like that, go and use it on training instead.

Charlotte: A-alright...

Charlotte: Sigh...

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A RANK

Marx: Hmph! Haa!

Charlotte: So Lord Marx is practicing his swordplay by himself...

Charlotte: ...Still, it was a surprise,

Charlotte: To think there was a guy that could resist my cooking...

Charlotte: Just what you'd expect from the first prince of Nohr, I guess...

Charlotte: Truly a terrifying man...

Charlotte: No, no.

Charlotte: I'm not here for anything like that.

Charlotte: I have to apologize properly today.

Charlotte: That's what I came for.

Charlotte: ...Huh?

Charlotte: I can hear something coming from that direction...

Charlotte: !!!

Charlotte: A Nosferatu!

Charlotte: Lord Marx, watch out!

.............

Marx: That was a pretty dangerous predicament earlier.

Marx: You have my thanks, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Oh... it's nothing...

Marx: Still, I was surprised.

Marx: To think you are able to annihilate a Nosferatu with your bare hands.

Charlotte: .........

Charlotte: That's actually... what I'm best at, really...

Charlotte: Hand to hand combat.

Marx: Then, why are you always carrying your weapon around?

Charlotte: I thought it would... drive men away.

Charlotte: If they knew I was a girl whose specialty is bashing things bare handed.

Marx: Why do you go to such extent to worry about what men think of you?

Marx: Just by being yourself, men would probably still flock to you.

Charlotte: I'm really happy to hear you say that, but...

Charlotte: People like that don't exist.

Charlotte: Whenever I'd reveal my true nature to someone,

Charlotte: They would all react with fear.

Marx: Charlotte...

Charlotte: I was a commoner born in the capital.

Charlotte: My family wasn't the wealthiest.

Charlotte: But once in a while, I would catch a glance of the royal family,

Charlotte: I envied their glamorous appearances, and longed for that lifestyle.

Charlotte: That's why I've been sucking up to men all this time.

Charlotte: What I yearn for, is for a comfortable life...

Charlotte: That has been my dream for a long time now.

Marx: ...Heh.

Marx: You're being pretty honest, aren't you?

Charlotte: About messing with the discipline of the army,

Charlotte: I wanted to apologize seriously. I'm very, very sorry.

Charlotte: From now on...

Marx: Just go ahead and do as you please.

Charlotte: Huh?

Marx: I only ask that you do it with moderation.

Marx: Try not to get that much attention, otherwise I'll probably get another report.

Charlotte: I understand.

Charlotte: Thank you very much.

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S RANK

Marx: You finally came, Charlotte.

Charlotte: This is... a place only the royal family can enter,

Charlotte: I shouldn't be allowed here... right?

Marx: That's correct.

Charlotte: I'm very moved...

Charlotte: This is the place I had always been dreaming of...

Charlotte: But, why...

Marx: If you'd like,

Marx: Starting today, you can come and go whenever you please.

Charlotte: Huh?

Marx: What I mean by that is, this.

Charlotte: This is...

Marx: An engagement ring.

Charlotte: W-wait a minute...

Charlotte: Lord Marx?

Charlotte: I don't want to say this, but

Charlotte: Let me honestly tell you what I think.

Marx: Y-yeah...

Charlotte: This is just weird, isn't it?!

Charlotte: Just what part of me did you even fall for!

Charlotte: If you tell me later that it's just a joke or something,

Charlotte: I'll make sure to sink my entire fist into that handsome face of yours!

Marx: .........

Charlotte: I'm sorry for saying something so rude.

Charlotte: But if what you're saying is the truth,

Charlotte: Then I must be honest and say that I have trouble understanding why.

Charlotte: ...Sob.

Marx: ...I have always wanted to get married.

Marx: However, I thought it was a lost cause for me, and had given up on that dream.

Charlotte: A lost cause... in what way?

Charlotte: Could it be that you actually prefer men? Is that it?

Marx: T-that's not what I meant.

Marx: I am the first prince, for me to be wed with an average woman,

Marx: It always seemed like it would be impossible.

Marx: But if it's with you, Charlotte, it would be okay.

Marx: You are courageous, strong, and good at cooking.

Marx: If you're with me, I'm sure we would be able to overcome any obstacle that came our way...

Charlotte: ...Are you really sure about this?

Charlotte: I would become the Queen of Nohr, you know.

Marx: That is what I want, indeed.

Charlotte: Th-then... starting tomorrow.

Charlotte: Would it be okay if we sent my family some money?

Marx: Of course.

Marx: Caring about one's family that much is a wonderful thing.

Charlotte: .........

Charlotte: Then, what if I opened the window over there,

Charlotte: And cried out to the whole kingdom about how happy I am right now?

Marx: If you did that, I would watch over you with a smile.

Charlotte: .........

Charlotte: Your resolve is real, so you were being honest after all.

Charlotte: Then, I gladly accept your proposal.

Marx: The responsibility of Nohr's future also falls on your shoulders.

Marx: You will have a fair amount of work.

Marx: As my wife, and as the queen...

Charlotte: Yes! Just leave it to me!

Charlotte: Now then, time for me to yell out the window real quick...

Marx: Please yell to your heart's content.

Charlotte: BOOOOYAAAH!!

Marx: ...Hahaha.