The fiancé was the kind of person I thought they would be.

Good-looking but frivolous. A womanizer with wandering hands. An unserious knight whose ability to inherit the earldom is questionable――. That's what people say about my childhood friend, and he has become my fiancé. Even at the family meeting, he seems carefree, and my friends worry whether such a man is really okay as a marriage partner. He's probably just the kind of person I think he is…… ※This is a short story meant to be read in a light-hearted manner, with loose settings. ◆Thank you for ranking 5th in the daily rankings on 7/17.