When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

The mansion of the Amirim family is a little far away. It takes about half an hour to drive there from the Holy Light Academy of Magic located in the central area of ​​the royal city.

Oliver followed the etiquette and did not stay in the carriage, leaving Kolusta alone in the middle.

The pair of hands that seldom wore gloves of the same color as the skirt were folded on their knees, and there were slight waves in the golden eyes, and they were quietly looking at the rapidly retreating scene outside the car window.

She had to admit that no matter how calm it looked on the surface, there would always be some tension in her heart.

——Even if she hasn't decided whether to recognize this relative, she still wants to show her best side in front of her grandmother, the only remaining relative.

Kolusta sighed indistinctly, her eyes were empty, and she couldn't help but began to recite in her heart the noble etiquette that Gloria had taught her.

In short, in order not to lose the chain at the critical moment, there must be no less preparations.

I don't know how long she thought about it in the car, anyway, after Oliver began to lightly tap on the car window, Kolusta suddenly woke up, and when she turned around, she just saw Mr. Butler showing a gentle smile, respectfully She opened the car door.

"Miss, please."

Kolusta pursed her lips, stood up holding the hem of her skirt, held Oliver's hand that had already been extended intimately, and slowly walked down the steps with the support of the other party's strength.

The moment the high-heeled shoes landed, she raised her eyes, and as expected, she looked through the carved wrought iron gate and saw the castle-like building.

It seems to have a long history, no matter the design style or the color of the brown-gray exterior wall, it looks deep and stable. The tall spire rises upwards, making the roof present a sharp triangle shape. This is the most typical and ancient design. It adds a little sense of solemnity and austerity to this mansion.

Kolusta took a deep breath, only feeling that the tension in her heart was getting stronger.

"Miss?" Seeing her staring at the duke's mansion without blinking her eyes, Oliver smiled slightly relieved, and reminded, "We can go in."

"Well, okay." Realizing that he seemed to have been delayed outside the door for too long, Kolusta turned his head and smiled at the housekeeper who was kindly watching him, and nodded, "Let's go now."

Oliver smiled and made a "please" gesture, and he took half a step ahead to lead the way for Kolusta.

When the two of them walked up to the gate, the butler waved slightly, and the two solid fences suddenly opened inward, and with a few "clicks", they opened wide and made a welcoming gesture.

Kolusta blinked, and walked in first under Oliver's signal, and stepped on the stone passage connecting the gate and the mansion, which was laid on the grass——

"Welcome home, Miss!"

The uniform voice suddenly sounded, scaring Kolusta into a shudder. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked in horror at the crowd of people who suddenly rushed out from the flowers on both sides of the passage.

With smiles on their faces, they dressed as servants and quickly lined up on both sides of the aisle in a disciplined manner, making it clear that they were lining the way to welcome the young master who had just returned.

When they met Kolusta's eyes, the servants all showed joy, bowed to her in unison, and once again shouted enthusiastically in unison: "Welcome little lady home——!"

Kolusta: "..."

She glanced at these people blankly, and then turned her head to look at Oliver, who was obviously an insider behind him. The latter seemed quite satisfied with the performance of each servant, his face was full of satisfaction, and he even had time to talk to Ke Lusta showed a kind smile.

"Miss, go in," said the housekeeper who almost planned the welcome ceremony with a smile, "Madam is waiting for you at home."

Kolusta reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips and forced a startled smile.

I just feel that the Amirim family...is really unique in style. What about "this ancient duke family has always been dignified and solemn, and has the most rigid requirements for etiquette"?

——It seems that the etiquette I just memorized can be forgotten in the dog's belly.

Kolusta walked carefully on the stone path, even though she was a little embarrassed, she still felt warm in her heart. With a smile on her face, every time a pair of servants passed by, she turned her head seriously and whispered to them. Say hello gently.

Oliver was moved behind her, and the servants who had been greeted by her also looked very excited, and even started whispering wildly on the spot regardless of the fact that his immediate boss was still present.

"Oh my God, my Goddess of Light, that's our little lady—she's so beautiful, and she's going out of her way to talk to us, have you ever seen a noble lady be so polite to a servant?"

"I was still worried that the little lady might not be an easy-going host... It seems that I was thinking too much, she is really too kind!"

"I didn't expect the young lady to be so gentle and stable. She doesn't look like a commoner at all, but she is no different from other noble daughters."

"Susan, look, look, Mr. Oliver's eyes are almost gone from smiling—I've never seen him so happy. It seems that the butler is also very satisfied with the little lady!"

Kolusta listened to their conversation more or less, even her thick skin would turn red slightly, she coughed lightly, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Oliver, she really saw the expression on Mr. Butler's face A smile full of teeth but not eyes.

She turned her head back with a complicated expression.

"In the version I've heard, didn't my mother run away because of grandpa's overly conservative and polite concept?" Kolusta asked the system blankly, "But why did the Amirim family and I think so completely? no the same?"

The system replied even more blankly: "I don't know anything that you don't know... But to be honest, the family style is more cheerful and easy-going, and there is nothing wrong with it except for a slightly stronger sense of disobedience. It is better than a strict family style." It has to be too strong as if it is going to eat people."

"...Well, you are right."

Kolusta sighed lowly. This kind of atmosphere did reduce the pressure on her shoulders a lot, and the tension she had cultivated before entering the door was gone.

At the end of the stone road there are several low stairs. When you go up, you will stand in front of the closed gate of the mansion. Kolusta raised her eyes and walked up step by step with a long skirt. Behind her was the butler and a group of In the eyes of the servants, she raised her hand and was about to knock on the brown solid wood door.

However, before her bent knuckles touched the surface, the door opened slowly as if she had become an elf. Under Kolusta's horrified gaze again, a white-haired man holding a cane The old man appeared behind the door, occupying all her eyes.

——There was a voice in Kolusta's heart telling herself in a low voice, this is my grandmother.

Just as Kolusta showed a smile and was about to step forward to hug her, the old lady with deep smile lines on her face and tears in her eyes suddenly dropped the exquisite crutch in her hand with a "snap", Three steps in parallel, and came to the brown-haired girl at a speed of sprinting [-] meters. In the frozen smile of the other party, he hugged Kolusta into his arms, crying and sighing:

"My Ruth, you're finally back—it's your grandmother's fault all these years that made you suffer so much for nothing!"

Kolusta, who has never suffered but is a little poor: "..."

So is the crutch just a decoration?

She was hugged tightly by the old lady in a protective posture, her cheek was pressed against the silk fabric used in the other party's dress, her golden eyes moved up slightly, and happened to see a drop of tear falling down the old man's face, "click" on top of his hair.

This hug is warm and powerful, as if it contains the longing that has been separated for more than ten years, and it is as cautious as holding a lost treasure.

Full of sincerity and emotion that cannot be ignored.

Kolusta was slightly taken aback.

After a long time, the brown-haired girl showed a faint smile, stretched out her hand, hugged the old lady who was hugging her tightly, and said softly, "I'm back, grandma."

The moment Mrs. Amirim burst into tears, the voice in Kolusta's heart told her solemnly——

This was not the meeting she had expected, the Duchess pretended to be driven by cold interests.

Rather, it belongs to the sincere and deep yearning of the grandmother for the daughter who passed away and the grandson who met for the first time.

……

After the grandparent and grandson embraced each other for a long time, Oliver finally stepped forward and whispered to Mrs. Amirim to take Kolusta into the house before talking.

The old man also seemed to wake up suddenly, carefully holding Kolusta's hand, and asked hesitantly: "Ruth... Grandma was too excited, she was rude for a while, did it scare you?"

Kolusta looked at Mrs. Amirim's worried eyes and smiled at him from the bottom of her heart. She patted the back of the old man's hand and said in a soft voice: "Of course you didn't scare me, grandma.—— In fact, although I didn't show it, I'm afraid I'm even more excited than you are in my heart."

Mrs. Amirim looked at her with relief, her eyes were soft, she smiled and sighed: "You child, how can you be so sensible..."

She turned her head, waved her hand at Oliver and said, "Go and tidy up, Oliver, so my little Ruth and I can have a clean place to talk for a while."

"Yes, ma'am." Oliver bowed respectfully, looking at the grandparents and grandchildren gently, amused in his heart.

As early as last night, Madam had urged them to tidy up everything—whether it was the living room or the bedroom prepared for Kolusta, they were all cleaned and spotless, and even if they were ordered to tidy up right now, Couldn't find any room for improvement.

But the Duchess was obviously dizzy with joy, and she just kept chattering with the young lady, and she could see that she had forgotten the experience of personally directing the servants to do this and that last night.

But Oliver's butler was not for nothing, he would not say something ignorant of the times, he still took the order and ordered the maid who served him to test the temperature and arrangement of the drinks and refreshments for the fourth time .

And he himself re-arranged the sofa cushions, fine-tuned the brightness of the chandelier, and then stood aside, waiting respectfully for the arrival of the family master and the young master who had just returned.

Mrs. Amirim held Kolusta's hand all the way, and she was reluctant to let go. The latter also held her back cooperatively. The pure golden eyes were full of tenderness. The old lady answered every question, There is no impatience on the surface or in the heart.

She was mainly asked by the other party about what happened in school, such as whether her studies were heavy, how she did in this exam, and so on.

As for the topic of her past in Seaside Town, it seemed to be banned. Even if Kolusta deliberately directed the conversation in that direction, she would be easily brought back to the original place by her grandmother, as if she was afraid to talk about it. , is distressingly cautious.

Kolusta understands, just like the first sentence said, the old man has always felt that he owes his only granddaughter, and did not take her home as soon as possible, which caused her to go through so many years of hardships belonging to common people day.

——However, if this is the case, Mrs. Amirim should have known about the existence of Kolusta long ago.

But why have you ignored her for so many years... until now she suddenly appeared, and why did you choose to recognize her back to the family?

With such questions in mind, Kolusta walked into the hall with her grandmother, and she was respectfully invited to the sofa by Oliver, while Mrs. Amirim sat diagonally opposite her granddaughter, with a kind gesture and soft eyebrows , staring at the brown-haired girl who was receiving the black tea from the housekeeper.

"I haven't made a formal introduction yet, Ruth," Mrs. Amirim said after she took a sip of black tea, "I am the current ruler of the Amirim family, Likana's mother——I Sabella Amirim is also your only grandmother."

"Yes, grandma," Kolusta nodded slightly and smiled, "I am Kolusta Amirim Breviu...your granddaughter."

After hearing the long list of names she said, Isabella smiled with relief, "I'm very glad that you are willing to use this surname as your middle name. Does this mean that you are willing to be Amire Is a member of the Mu family willing to formally recognize my grandmother?"

"Blood and emotion are inseparable," Kolusta said, "but frankly speaking, before you hugged me, I didn't make up my mind to return to the family and admit my identity as 'Little Miss'... ..."

Oliver, who was listening quietly, couldn't help holding his breath, for fear that Kolusta would change the subject at this time.

But fortunately, the brown-haired girl just smiled at Mrs. Isabella who was quietly listening, and continued as they expected: "But after meeting, I noticed from your attitude that you treat me Feelings—this made me understand that what you need is a grandson, not a tool to inherit the family."

"You are a smart and assertive girl," Isabella did not dislike her straightforwardness, but praised without hesitation, "Vigilance and good thinking are essential qualities for a nobleman. It seems that your father put You taught it well, even beyond my imagination."

She took the initiative to mention Sogeta, which seemed to mean that she would not continue to avoid topics related to "Korusta's past".

So, Kolusta pursed her lips and tentatively said, "I have a question to ask you, grandma."

"Speak, my child," Isabella said kindly, staring at her, "don't worry, I will know everything."

"Then, I would like to ask..."

Kolusta raised her face and said persistently, "When did you know about my existence?"

She stared closely at the duchess, making sure that the person in power in the duke's family could understand what she meant, but she saw the other party sigh softly, lowered her eyes, as if avoiding Kolusta's gaze, and gave There was an unexpected answer for the latter:

"When you were four years old, Ruth," Madam Isabella said, "that is, before Miss Su Mole visited Seaside Town, I received a letter from your father at the same time as her. "

"On that day, Mr. Sogeta finally chose to tell us about Rikana's death...and the existence of you—her beloved daughter she desperately wanted to give birth to."