conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But the fact remains that you are a commoner. Do you not yearn to live the life of a noble?”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I’d rather see Miss Claire be happy than seek my own comfort. I don’t long for the life of a noble. As long as I have enough to eat every day, I’m content.”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Is that truly how you feel?”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It is.” Dole was staring at me. There were no etiquette rules in this country about looking people directly in the eye, so I met his gaze evenly.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I see. I don’t think the average commoner shares your views, at this point. I hope there will be more people like you in the future.”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Much obliged.” I responded with a light bow. Thank you ve-Rae much, I thought.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, I must say I enjoy this company. Let’s get something to eat, shall we? Senior maid, take us to Broumet.”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes, sir,” said the senior maid, who was driving the carriage.
conversations.prefix: Senior Maid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Father, don’t make such a decision on your own. I told you I’m here on business.”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s just a small detour. If you have any problems, just give them my name.”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That’s not the issue.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Then what is it?" Dole knew he could do as he pleased. "Have you had Broumet desserts before? As a commoner, you’ve probably never had chocolate.”
conversations.prefix: Claire's Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I haven’t,” answered Misha when asked. I had eaten it before in my previous life—and also happened to be the creator of chocolate in this world—but I said nothing.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That’s what I thought. This will be a novel treat. Broumet really does have a grand development team.” After that, the chatty patriarch of the François family really did take us to Broumet and buy us treats. With his carriage at our disposal to finish up shopping for the Academy Knights, we ended up back at school earlier than expected despite the detour. The praise the other Academy Knights lavished on us for the chocolate we brought back, on the other hand, is another story for another time.
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