Six years have passed since then. I'm fourteen tomorrow. In Cristia, I'm old enough to get married. Noblemen get married early, and ex-class mates have married people.
As for the change in my house... my parents are still rabbling. My new family... what a brother and sister! Lucille was my brother and Lucille was my sister and twin. As a result of my adorable defeat, I was connected!
"" Sister, I love you ""
"My sister loves Lucille and Lucille too. No, no!
I'm an angel! I'm a super angel! Besides, he's super good, and he's about to be able to fly class! She's cute and smart. They're twins, but they're both male and female. Why should they be biegotic, but they seem to be connected in one way or another, and occasionally we have conversations where there's no voice but two.
My brother just used the flying class system to skip the middle section. The Higher Department wants to take the flying class again next year, so now as a botanical researcher, the three geeks are having fun making disturbances and inventing big inventions.
As an adventurer, Jend parties with Ernst, Old, Nex and Marie to primarily explore the ruins around Kristia.
Potch has become famous as an artist. I've been building plastic models and stuff lately, and they call it the Potch brand.
Mr. Geraldine and the free wind are exploring the ruins of other countries. You've got the demon stone of metastasis, so you're just coming back. I'd rather not see the Jens.
Jash is a worker as usual in the common business of his squire and knighthood.
Rabbisha is studying in different countries to learn the language. Sometimes I work to make you want to be allowed to browse national treasures… and how did you get permission? Something tells me you're communicating with Master Alfiej. The person said that there was no color. Huh? They use you as a spy?
Gaeta is also studying abroad. Apparently Gaeta decided to learn about pharmacology and farming as a result of her troubles. And I wanted him to remain my brother's squire, wanting to study with my brother to keep the kids from starving. My brother naturally agrees. Occasionally I get letters.
Martha also had a child with Mr. Rudolph. His name is Mark. I'm five now. It's pretty much you, and the twins play with you a lot.
Master Alfiej, like his brother, just skipped in the flying class and seems to be primarily in charge of diplomacy. You know, you're making rough money with flying magic... I ask. Busy but occasional crusades with the gends. They don't have a spare moment for self-drilling either. Curtis told me about the martial arts. You seem to be getting along.
Master Aldin is still in the middle. He's studying hard without daring to stretch. Just a twin knight talking about making a hell of a connection if you realize it. You think I'm cleansing my surroundings and steadily increasing my followers or something?
The Kingsguard knights Adèle, Hugh and Curtis are also well self-drilled. Curtis, in particular, has become mutually skilled with Mr. Geraldine.
In the meantime, is this about the major ments? You'll have something to say about the Wolfaneers and the spirits in time. Me? I'll talk about my six years later.
I, Rosalind-Rosenberg, will be fourteen tomorrow.
But there's the biggest and worst crisis in Rosalind history!
Exactly now!! I'm visiting!!
The name of the crisis is……
KE N TA I KI
Yes, tiredness!!!
Me and Dilk have been nurturing love for the past six years. But! This marriage is just a few moments away from being exhausted!
Actually, the first period came after it was 13. In other words, as a woman, her body matured and she was able to give birth. Your body will be feminine, too, and your memorial boobs! It's me who got the presumed f-cup kakempo npo... but a restraining order came out because the dilk couldn't stand it or something. The cause is the increase in pheromones as a connection as a result of maturation as a woman.
Because of this, I've been treated like a lover even though I date in town lately... and I can't flirt with it. It's torture. And moreover, Moffmoff has been out of business lately. Ooh!!
Plus, it's been... a month, not even a month! You don't date me because Dirk's busy.
Chatting with the help of my job won't even help me see my eyes, and somewhere up in the sky... before, I would have listened to you properly, no matter how busy you were...
And it was yesterday! It was yesterday! Dirk refused to date me yesterday because he's busy! Yet... Yet...
I was seeing another woman! Besides, besides... it's only supposed to show me... I've been showing that woman a shabby swinging smile lately..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
And right now I'm … stupid-headed by the Holy Beast. The place is our garden. By the way, somehow me and Rosalia haven't fused yet. Why not… Anyway, I explained earlier tiredness & dilk cheating suspicions to the Holy Beast.
"... why did you tell me?"
"My parents or my brother... no, to our servants and spirits. Or Mr. Warcraft... and Dilk is definitely the blood festival"
"..................... right. You're calm there. It sure could happen."
"The Holy Beast adores wasabi and dilk, so we don't make dilk a blood festival."
"..................... right. I won't, and Dilk won't cheat in the first place."
"Ugh... I want to believe you, but... then why aren't you dating me?!? Why did you lie about being busy!? I can't even get a gyu mochi... spicy ok, lonely ok, wowwwwww!!
In a month, I seemed to be the limit. Even with less skinship, Dilk was sweet and filled because he worked for me. That's gone, too, and the occasional stress has exploded dramatically. Crying and crying, even crying. While I was in trouble, the Holy Beast followed me until I stopped crying by pouting on the meatballs.
"... you know what?
"... no. I like dilk ~. I like dilk ~"
Until I was cried to sleep, completely wasted, the Holy Beast accompanied me… and carried me gently to bed.