Because I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You (WN)

A young Charlotte who rejected the world noticed the changing circumstances surrounding him.

The appearance of two knights fighting out of nowhere under the stage, and even the boy who finally climbs up on the stage and approaches him.

"---Hello"

Charlotte seemed to notice only after being called out.

Someone comes into the hazy world.

The height is the same as myself.

Not an adult, just Charlotte a little relieved.

"Can you hear my voice?"

I heard, but Charlotte immediately felt embarrassed.

Goose bumps stand.

I don't want to be seen by boys of close age.

Until a while ago, I was even wearing better clothes.

Wear fluffy, warm, soft clothes just like you are wrapped in a blanket.

"Um. My name is Slow. What's your name?"

Charlotte did not say a word.

But regardless, the boy kept talking.

The boy continued to speak without being ignored.

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"Why do you want to make that stuffed Charlotte? What could be bigger or fluffy?"

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"Oh, they're my knights. I'm shouting something so they cut off the sound with magic. It's subtle whether it's good or bad but I think the wavelength is right."

After all it is ignored.

Charlotte looked sideways with a stern look, as if he would never speak.

There is no island to attach.

"troubled……"

Slow noticed what Charlotte was hugging.

In fact, I had been worried a while ago.

Probably a stuffed animal, half-eyed, with cotton popping out of his left foot, transforming into a frightening creature.

I was curious what kind of animal was created.

"I've been worried a while ago ... what is that?"

Charlotte responded to the words for the first time.

I put my strength tightly and hugged what I had.

Slow realized that this was the little thread connecting Charlotte and the world.

"Is it a puppy?"

Charlotte stared at the boy in front of him.

I stared at me with big eyes.

The stuffed toy was a friend to Charlotte and a friend who had encouraged himself to date.

Charlotte couldn't understand where and how to look like a puppy.

"... I have four legs-my ears are small. It's a puppy.

Looking down, Charlotte looked at what he was holding.

There was a stuffed stuffed animal there.

My black left eye is gone.

"... u"

"e?"

The voice was small and cheerful.

It was an indistinct sound as if a person who had forgotten the words tried to regain the words again, as if groping his voice.

Charlotte would have forgotten everything.

But she was told she was a puppy and Charlotte couldn't be silent.

"... Gau"

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"Cute. This child is cute, father."

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I didn't really intend to respond to the boys' words.

The whole world is a lie, so I thought I'd ignore it.

"No"

"It's funny. I can't see it except the puppy."

Not a puppy.

No.

"... Kobua-san"

Charlotte glared at the boy in front of him.

The figure of Slow leaning his neck in Charlotte's eyes is clearly reflected.

This child is not a puppy. Different.

"A puppy, isn't it a puppy! It must be a puppy!"

No different no different.

Charlotte wondered what a mean boy was in front of him.

This child is a stuffed animal full of memories.

It is a very important stuffed animal.

There are even names.

"Wow! Look, I'm a puppy.

That name?

The name is funny even though I forgot everything.

“…… Chi, this is this.”

Revive.

The memory that I had forgotten revives in Charlotte's head.

A spicy memory.

Before the painful memories I wanted to forget, I found a happy memory.

"This is, huh."

Charlotte's small body trembles.

Because I remembered an important memory that I should not forget in the memory I tried to forget.

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"Kobuta-san, dad, you're cute.

"It's cute. Come on, Charlotte. Let's think of his name with his father."

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"……Ah"

Happy memories came to Charlotte's chest.

I thought I wouldn't cry anymore, but I remembered because of the boy in front of me.

After a short tear, it was almost as if the barrier had collapsed.

"This, ha, hiu, kobua, san, higu, higu"

Charlotte desperately rubbed his eyes to stop the overflowing tears.

As expected, Slow was impatient.

Slow, also known as the wind prodigy, had never cried by a girl in front of her.

“Oh!

"Wrong. Wrong, habituary, higu"

"I'm sorry! So don't cry! I'll ask! If you cry now, you'll be bad!"

"U, u, wow ah ah ah!"

At last, Charlotte began to cry.

Spit out what's in the pool.

"Hello!

"Wow, oh, all, no, no.

"Buhya"

I thought he was too playful.

Not at all.

Brady doesn't make such a meow.

Charlotte cried for a while.

The world has regained its color. The sound returned to my ear. I felt the wind gently wrapping my body.

"Wow, I'm joking."

Charlotte finally noticed.

I'm still alive.

"Buhhh, this is it?"

“…………”

"Buhu ah ah ah. Like this?"

"Chiga, don't playfully"

Slow calming such a Charlotte had long noticed.

The presence of prominent power to secretly listen to their situation.