Sometimes, running away from a responsibility feels very thrilling.
I grabbed Mio's arm and pulled her into the teleportation slash to prevent my father make an escalating misunderstanding.
Whatever would happen to Earl Timoti and Duchess Kaori was my father and mother's responsibility.
My father said he would improvise a 'plan' that I'm not aware of; whatever kind of plan it is, I will find out later.
It's not that I'm running away from responsibility entirely; I'm just running away to postpone the responsibilities I must face. If the plan my father was referring to involved the warring seasons between the nobles, it was undoubtedly a multi-layered and complex one.
My hand, which still holding Mio's arm, pulled her out of the teleportation slash, transporting us back to the dark and cold military expedition area.
