Akuyaku Reijo Ni Koi Wo Shite

Room still dark. You can feel it without a watch. It's time to get up soon. Before that, I have to get out of the way.

"... It's already morning. Get up."

"……Hmm"

"It's morning"

"... Already? Not yet dark."

She shook her body and finally a woman sleeping next to her woke up.

"Isn't it tasty when you wake up?"

"... That's right, thank you for waking up."

The woman gets off the bed, rubbing her still sleepy eyes. The appearance that doesn't fit in one thread ... I see only ugly things.

There are only servants who serve the Marquis, and to some extent they have been screened, but for me it doesn't mean anything.

A woman who sneaks into a pre-adult boy's room is nothing but ugly.

"You're a child ... good, I'll do it again."

With a smile. She's a girl who gives a forgiveness, but I'm not happy to be told such a thing. Still, if necessary, you can play with your opponent. This is for your convenience only.

It's time to remind it.

"Yeah, but I have to get permission from Eriel."

"……eh?"

The woman's complexion changed in an instant. No matter how many times I look, this moment is interesting. And every woman's reaction is equally stupid.

"Aeriel-sama is strict, so it's strict."

"Are you going to talk?"

"Hiding it makes it harder."

"... joking?"

"I'm serious? I can't hide Vincent and Aeriel."

Except for one thing.

"... I'm lying, don't you surprise me?"

"No, it's true."

"... Stop it and I'll do that."

Finally, the woman's attitude changes to begging.

There is no place to be stalked by Airiel in this house. He just tells the Marquis a word, and that day his head is decided.

If you're so upset, don't do this ridiculous imitation from the beginning.

"You're not going to be safe"

"Yeah. Whipping as usual. But you've sinned that much."

"... Please. Please stop talking because I want. I'll do anything. I'll keep me in the future."

This woman has not yet understood her position. We need to make it clear.

"Have you hugged me?"

"eh?"

"Because you ask, why not hold me?"

"Rion?"

"Or do you like me?"

"you……"

"It's better to know your position. You know what it means?"

"... I guessed it."

"No way. I'm not doing anything. You threatened to force yourself to come to my room and know what would happen if you didn't listen to me?"

"that's right, but"

"I thought I could hear as many things as you want, right?"

"that is……"

Even after two years, my position remains the same. It doesn't matter what day. As long as my appearance doesn't change, I'm always hated, yet a comforter.

I don't know the age of this year, but I'm sure I'm a child, and I've already had relationships with multiple girls.

Apparently not one or two women visited the room for my appearance, which seemed to be better than others.

This puts women in disbelief over human distrust and is in the worst situation.

"If you don't talk, you can stay silent. But I'm going to betray you, and you'll get the price."

"... what is the price?"

"It's not a big deal. It's fine if I can tell you what I've seen while working, sometimes at the same time as yesterday."

"... Is that enough?"

"Yes. It's not my intention to bother women. However, there are many other women who do the same thing, and I often get in trouble."

"... I'm a crazy child, but that's your fault. Even if you know you're a kid, you're going to upset you."

The light demands seemed to give me some extra time. The woman's attitude changes to something fascinating. Well, this is fine today. There are many ways to threaten.

"I think it's better to come back soon?"

"Yeah ... next?"

"I'll contact you here. Of course, don't let anyone know."

"... I see. I'm waiting."

A woman with a slightly unsatisfactory face, she went out of the room, dressed, saying nothing more. Where the footsteps of a woman are far away, I go out into the hallway.

It's time for training.

This is five people. At the end of the last, somehow the woman in the most important place was held down.

The succession struggle is overwhelmingly disadvantageous without the absolute support of the husband and wife. But it's time for the real thing.

For that purpose, the information on the mansion must be held in this hand. Those who control information control the battle. I don't know the word, but a lesson from another world.

◇◇◇

Prior to training, soak the body in the fountain.

She wants to clean and wash away the woman's remaining incense. It is unpleasant just because it is tied to the body.

Take water from your head again and again. It's a chilly season, but it doesn't matter to me. Any cold water feels right.

"... you held it again?"

Now, when I hear the voice I don't want to hear most, the hand that gets the water stops. Looking back at him, a man who couldn't be there stood there.

It's Airiel.

"... Good morning. Getting up very fast."

"I couldn't sleep, because of someone."

"……that is?"

I have a bad feeling. Probably a bad feeling that is not wrong.

"I went to Rion's room because I was worried."

"... I didn't notice it."

"Isn't it? I seemed crazy"

It's not me, it's the other woman ... you should think about soundproofing.

"What is it?"

"Are you going to tell me that?"

"... No, but it might be unsuitable to be a noble lady, such as visiting my room alone at night."

"... I know."

Airiel's face becomes even more grumpy. When I look at her face, my chest hurts. Still, I have to say it. Airiel is important.

"The current situation is not very desirable. At least, it's a bit brighter ..."

Here the patience bag seems to have had its tail cut. An airiel-like whip flies toward my hand. It hurts today.

Failure or intention-it's on purpose, without thinking. No one is watching around. You don't have to hit me with a whip.

The relationship between me and Eriel who created a strange evil when I was too close. In order to deny that, Whip has begun to show that there is a master-slave relationship around him.

Aeriel-sama is good at using whip. It makes a loud noise, but it doesn't hurt at all. He praised it and told me that it was an application of wind magic. Magic is useful in many ways.

But there is no such mercy on the whip shaken now.

"... what's your need?"

"Can't you come to meet Leon if you have no use?"

"... but not so"

"After a while, Leon is also a school? I won't be able to be with you."

"Yes"

In the spring, I will go to Kingdom Academy with Vincent. It is just to take care of my surroundings as a servant. Nevertheless, the Kingdom Academy has a large library and many books not in this house. The environment for studying is much higher, even with a companion as a servant.

The problem is that the Kingdom Academy is boarding.

It is a noble name for giving the children of the aristocracy a sense of independence, but it is meaningless with only the form remaining. People who take care of me like me usually accompany the children of any noble.

In that case, I think it would be better if there was no dormitory system, but there are some circumstances. He has become a little used to the mysterious circumstances peculiar to the aristocracy.

Anyway, I can only meet Eriel on vacation. That's ... I don't think anything about it.

"It's natural to want to spend the same time a little longer."

"I'm glad that feeling, but the situation is like two people sneaking in."

"What's wrong!?"

"... Aeriel is his fiance's fiance. Do not make any minor wounds, even if they are false."

“…………”

Last year, the engagement between Aeriel and the Crown Prince was officially decided. For a long time, when Airiel was born, it was almost decided.

The situation was told by Vincent.

The relationship between the royal family and the Marquis is difficult. Neither the royal family nor the Three Marquis wants one Marquis to stand out. Rather, the Marquis wants. If it is home.

But it won't be so easy. If somewhere pops out, the other two will enter the hold. It is such a relationship.

In such a situation, marriage with the royal family becomes difficult. It is not desirable for any Marquis to deepen its connection with the royal family. But I don't want to admit the Three Marquis from other nobles.

I don't want to allow the aristocracy to be born alongside the Three Marquis families.

Then what should we do?

The marriage with the royal family was simply taken over by the Three Marquis families.

His Majesty the Royal Highness, her Royal Highness, is from the Marquis of Axmia. The next generation was determined to be the Marquis of Winheels.

Airiel was the next queen from birth.

He himself knew it for quite some time and seemed to be working hard to be the next queen. And even in a political marriage, the opponent of the Crown Prince is beautiful and smart, with excellent sword arms and magic.

It is natural to rejoice. Of course, after the engagement was officially decided, Eriel was in a bad mood.

Perhaps they are formally determined to be the next queen and feel pressure. Queen, after all. For ordinary people like me, it is above the clouds.

"How long will you continue?"

"Yes? What is it?"

"... a woman"

"I won't increase the number anymore, but sometimes I do."

"... Who is this woman?"

"I'm in charge of leaving."

Just keep the answer where. If you know anyone, you know from your previous experience that Eriel is open-minded.

I know it's an inappropriate relationship, but this is for Vincent. I want you to think a bit more, but I can't say this either. Especially in this case, Eriel does not try to hide his discomfort.

Speaking of which, Vincent asks you about the act too persistently, so I was talking and whipped together.

"What are you laughing at?"

"……House"

She seemed to laugh unconsciously.

"I heard you take a break."

"... Is this what you care about?"

"Yes, because if you take a break, there should be nowhere to go."

"I'm going to play too."

"It's a lie"

Airiel denies my word. What is sharp or what?

"Tell the truth. This is an order."

It's like using a legendary sword. Actually it works for me. I don't want to covert things. Nothing more than hiding the most important things.

"... a little bit of personal arrangement"

"Personal arrangement?"

"If you go to school, you might meet someone who knows me. It's very unlikely, but you should erase things that may still be a pain."

"... are you going to the favela?"

"Yes"

"What are you going to do?"

"... It's a personal arrangement"

"... Is there no danger?"

"I don't say there's no danger because it's a favela, but I'll definitely return safely."

Promising a safe return while looking straight at Airiel's eyes. Beautiful green eyes stare at me. If you do so, you will feel like you are sucked.

"... I understand. Be careful."

"Yes"

I bowed deeply on the back of Aeriel's leaving.

◇◇◇

It's been almost two years since I left the mansion. Spend time shopping leisurely. Dinner was light, and we finally set foot in the destination.

It was the place where I grew up after passing through alleys from the main street.

It's the dark part of the royal capital, the favela.

Even after two years, things have not changed much. With your accustomed steps, you will go further down the dirty alley.

I feel the glance around me, but I didn't realize I was. Children dressed in beautiful clothes may think that their prey has slipped in. Ignore those gazes and head straight to where they should be.

A very beautiful building in the favela. It should be on the first floor of this building.

I was stronger because I was trying to get into this place where I never tried to approach before.

When I open the door, I can hear the noise of the men making noise. For a while. Watch me come in and become quiet.

Looking around, I found the person I was looking for.

"... Temee, I've been able to show my face!"

An angry man comes here. Following that man, another one. The two still seem to be hanging together.

Before, though, they were not two, but three.

"I'm Dan's enemy. I'll kill you!"

The story is quick and helpful.

They held their knives in their hands and protruded intimidatingly. A little unsatisfactory, is this okay?

Pull out the sword that was on the waist and flash as it is. Blood blows from the throat of the man in front.

"Now !?"

He swings his sword down at another man who is surprised without a break. The man's body fell to the floor, leaving a solid response.

"... you! What do you want to do?"

At last it seemed that they understood the situation, and the surrounding men stood up all together.

"I was killed because I was about to be killed."

"What did you say!?"

"Is this town so sweet that you complain about it?"

If you don't want to be killed, kill them. It must have been a matter of course in favela.

"So why not make a fuss here?"

A low voice can be heard from above the stairs.

"General!"

The story is really quick and it helps. In this case, it seems to be done immediately.

"What do you think you're making noise?"

"Do you remember?"

"Oh, I remember. Your taste is clear."

"I also remember."

"I see. Didn't you forget me? Then I'll do what I want, so stick out my ass."

"Isn't that so?"

"Huh, you just tremble, and you've been left, now you're lousy."

"Because I grew up a little."

"And what? For what?"

"I told you, I remember."

"Maybe you're going to kill me? を This me? Where do you think this is?"

"Here ?? It's your graveyard. Burn it out, leave no pieces. Flame."

Almost at the same time as my words, a flame wraps around a man's body.

There are no fragments, such as the margins as before. The man shouts and rolls on the floor.

In such a case my flame will not go out. It disappears after you burn out.

"Well, who was it?"

"... Oh, you, ma, magic."

"Is it you?"

"Hey, no! I don't do anything!"

"I'm a lie if I don't do anything. I think I was kicked."

"... I'm sorry. Forgive me."

"It's ... flame."

"Ugh, oh, oh!"

It is useless to attack from behind. Now I can easily feel the signs on my back. Just good as a show. This seems to motivate me to listen quietly.

"If you go against it, I'll kill you. What should I do?"

"... Hear what to say"

"Yes. I want you to do that.

"What is it?"

"Completely take control of the favela. Destroy the rest and take control of the whole area."

"……that is"

The man doesn't seem to understand what I mean. No, I understand what you're saying, but it doesn't feel real.

"I won't say right away. You can take some time."

"Even if it is easy"

"If I'm in the way, I'll kill you. If you fall with gold, let him fall. Let those who live in the favela just swear absolute loyalty."

"It's you, not you, Frey."

Was my name Frey? When you hear it, you don't feel anything and don't come out of your memory. After all, I have a memory of this world, is it just an afterimage?

"For the organization. I rarely come here. If you can't turn away from the inhabitants, you can do whatever you want. It's a party. ''

"……Really?"

I'm thinking of candy and whip, but is it going well? For the time being, I feel a bit of joy on the faces of the men around me.

"That's true. We have the money for the time being. Is there a treasurer?"

"You should be in the room on the second floor"

"Call me"

"Yes, yes."

After waiting for a while, a serious man who did not suit this occasion was forcibly pulled out. Because you can do accounting, you are a person with learning, a person outside the city.

"Name is?"

"……Mimic"

"It's a pseudonym. Okay. Well, you can use this money any way you like, but keep a record of your balance. If there's a fake, you'll turn into charcoal."

"... yes."

The man who claims to be the money passed is more surprised than my threat. It would be so. It's an amount you can't see for the rest of your life. If you know that this is a part of Vincent's pocket money ... just convinced? After all, he is a marquis legitimate. I can't say this fact even if my mouth is torn.

"I said I like it, but I don't want to imitate my order. I come to check the situation on a regular basis. If nothing seems to be going on, get everyone to die. If there is one, he will kill him forever, and let the remaining one take responsibility. "

"Such !?"

"Give up. You were captured by the worst. But hopefully you can live a better life than now. Trust it."

"... Huh"

"Don't talk to me unless I forgive me, no matter who listens. Don't talk to me when I see you. I'll get closer to me when I talk."

"Yes"

"What do you want to hear?"

"……There is none"

"So, I'm looking forward to your success. I hope this city will be a good city."

This is the end of personal arrangement. I don't know if the attempt at rearranging will work. Even if it works, I don't know what it will do.

Still good. Now it's time to do everything you can and come up with.

If you are prepared, there is no need to worry.