The next morning, I was running by myself in the eastern garden. I went to Michelle’s room to invite her to come with me, but as expected, she refused.
I visited her after having fully prepared already by wearing exercise clothes, but she said something like how exercise clothes were too lacking in elegance.
……For a moment I thought about using my pocket money as a duke’s eldest son to tailor some exercise clothes for her that were covered in excessively frilly ribbons, but I figured that would defeat the purpose of exercise clothes being clothes that are easy to move around in, and rejected the idea.
Indeed, these exercise clothes, while they might be okay for a boy to wear, they might not be suitable for a duke’s daughter, is there any way I can get her to not mind them……
As I was thinking so, I managed to complete two more laps than yesterday and finished 15 laps, while I was having an orange and resting the person that I wanted to see appeared.
“It’s been a while, Lloyd.”
“……I’m glad to see you well, Marcel-sama.”
He was probably more than 180 centimeters tall, had a toned body, and sharp eyes. There was a faint scar running across his cheek and chin. He seems to be slightly over 40 years old and a master adventurer.