This elf was a terrible influence on Charlotte’s emotional development.

However... it was obvious that disobeying would mean getting kicked out of the mansion.

There was no other choice.

Allen shook his head, heavy with resignation.

"Very well... I'll do as you say. However!"

Standing protectively in front of Charlotte, Allen pointed a stern finger at Dorothea.

"I will absolutely refuse to do anything that goes against public order and morals! I will absolutely defend Charlotte's dignity...!"

"My specialty is pure love stories, y'know. I won't ask for anything shady."

Dorothea laughed casually.

There was no way Allen could trust her.

She simply ignored his suspicious glare and continued.

"First, let's hammer out the background details. By the way, what's the relationship between you two?"

"Well... employer and servant, more or less."

Allen gave her a rough summary of the last two months, omitting any delicate details.

During that, Dorothea muttered absurd comments like, "Living together under the same roof for months and nothing’s happened? Modern humans are seriously broken…" but he ignored them.

Dorothea folded her arms and thought deeply, then clapped her hands.

"Okay, then let's do it like this. After going through a lot of twists and turns, the two of you started dating three days ago."

“Haa...”

"Three... days...?"

"Come on, come on, just roll with it. Take a seat."

Pushed along by Dorothea, they sat side-by-side on the sofa.

Back to where they started.

From behind the two of them, who looked at each other in confusion, Dorothea spoke eloquently as if she were reciting a poem.

"Now for the important part, the setting. You two have had feelings for each other for a long time. But you never found the courage to move forward and confess your feelings."

"..."

Allen winced internally.

Allen had sealed away his feelings for Charlotte. He told himself it was for her sake. But was that the whole truth? Was it really just fear? He couldn't read the depths of his own heart.

Even knowing it was just a "pretend" story, he found himself drawn into Dorothea’s words.

"Then, one day, Charlotte got caught up in an incident and was kidnapped right in front of Allen-shi’s eyes."

"What!?"

"W-what’s going to happen to me…?"

"Of course, Allen comes to rescue you! But he has to overcome tons of obstacles first"

Spurred by Charlotte’s wide-eyed anxiety, Dorothea spun the tale even further.

It was so vividly detailed that it was hard to believe she was making it up on the spot.

Before long, the story reached its climax.

"And so, after all the turmoil, Allen reaffirms his feelings for Charlotte. He rescues her, confesses his love and the two of them finally come together. The end!"

"being..."

“T-together...”

Just as you'd expect from a novelist. As Allen listens to Dorothea's story, he feels as if he's actually been involved in an incident and that his confession was successful.

Meanwhile, Charlotte's face was red and frozen.

Dorothea walked around in front of the two of them and continued.

"And today is three days after that happy ending! The chaos has settled, and now you can finally relax together, just the two of you."

"You're really piling on the backstory here..."

What's more, it's a situation that makes you blush just by hearing it.

(What the hell is she planning to make us do with such a frightening setting...?)

If she asked them to whisper sweet nothings, or confess love again, Allen’s heart might actually explode.

Bracing himself as if stepping onto a battlefield, Allen asked:

"So... what exactly do you want us to do?"

"Simple. Based on the setting we just discussed..."

Dorothea smiled and said.

"Hold hands and gaze into each other’s eyes."

"...What?"