Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

"... oops. It's time."

When the tears also dried up, Tula said so as she remembered when she looked at her wrist.

If you look closely, her thin wrist has something like a bracelet.

On closer look, it wasn't a bracelet, it was a bracelet-shaped watch.

Such a small watch......?

The technology of this world seemed to be advancing civilization for hundreds of years more than the world I know......

"It's time to meet up.... Let's just go, Rachel. You can grieve later."

"Huh...? Meet me...?

"I was going to introduce you to Noon's family....... oh. You've met her before, right?

... of Toula, family?

It was two faces that came to my mind when I heard that.

"... No way...!

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After washing my face in the park tap (I can't believe the water was so easy to use), me and Tula walked down the street.

Enter a narrow alley to keep away from the noise of the festival.

Then there was a cafe terrace, secluded along the alley, trying to sneak eyes.

There are two familiar figures on one of the round tables.

In time, the old man with the deacon's atmosphere raised his hand lighter when he noticed us.

"I've been waiting, Toula. Looks like we got a good rendezvous."

"My goodness. I don't want to get into trouble, okay?

"Yeah. If you're safe, it's more than that."

I know the name of an elderly man who smiles calmly.

Clive Cleese.

I'm Tula's husband.

In my known history, seven years ago, I lost my life with Tura...

And the other one.

I'm sitting across from Mr. Clive drinking tea, and the silver-haired girl...

"- Hmm?"

When I put Kathari and the cup on the saucer, the girl looked up at my face cursorily.

"This is what I heard rumors about, Baba's most apprentice - you don't look like him at all. Especially the chest."

A vainly confident and invincible grin seeps into her young lips.

Oh...... oh.

In this world...... does she have one too?

In this world... she didn't break free...

".................. tee, na.................."

"Am I?"

Unexpectedly hearing a zero voice from her lips, Teena Cleese frowned.

"What? You, those eyes - it's like you've seen Atashi before."

"Oh, the..."

That's Tina, sharp......!

Teena observes me in horror.

"Yeah? Uh-huh? It's not my fault. I don't remember seeing you with Atashi. If so, the possible hypothesis-"

"This. Keep it around there, silly girl"

"Yikes!

Tula beckoned Decopin at Teena, who tried to stuffed me with a bump and grunt.

"Oh, shit, Baba! Your precious brain cells will die!

"I'll leave you to die. Kinbrain cells, etc. with understanding of the words of courtesy. I don't know how to tell you not to observe the first person you meet. How impudent."

"Chip. Fuck. I know it's Atashi's choice."

"How many decades of disobedience are you going to continue?

"Until I screw you, motherfucker!

"Watch your mouth, motherfucker."

"Yikes!

Teena was decopined again and leaked a sneaky laugh when Mr. Clive came.

Then bow your head lightly to me.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Rachel...... was it? I've shown my embarrassment since then."

"Yes, no... because... I imagined it"

I must be like this, I thought.

Teena's mouthfeel had something like an aversion to her mother, because it seeped all the time... I must have been such a parent and child when she was in this world... I thought.

But... no way, do that.

With these eyes, I can't believe the day to see...

"I'm late for my application. I'm Clive. Clive Cleese. I'm Tula's husband. I've heard so much about you from my wife, Mr. Rachel."

I held the offered hand reflexively, and I named it back.

Thus shaking hands with Mr. Clive and naming him after him was the second time since he became a college teacher.

It will be mundane, as if Tula's face were ticklish.

"Hey Clive...... Don't talk about the house or anything. It's embarrassing."

"Much better now. You've been in my house for almost half a century now."

"Yeah, but when they say that in front of Rachel, it's so annoying..."

It was also the second time I saw the twitching Toula and Mr. Clive smiling calmly.

Just one thing, "Wow, dude. How old are you, Baba?" Only a bad teena can see it for the first time.

"Please introduce yourself. It's time to go goo."

"Teacher of violence…. Why didn't you get disciplined, you?"

With a bump, Teena turns to me.

The outfit is not the ethnic costume I saw one day in a vast bookshelf space.

This is a girly outfit with a cute frilly blouse on the chest and a short skirt bent over the snake belly.

On top of that, he weaves a thin blue jacket with a hood on it.

"It's Teena Cleese. Each other, this Baba made you struggle, didn't he, sister?

At the edge of his sight, Toula points his mouth.

While I managed to keep the wave of emotions pressing against my chest under my throat... I exchanged hands with Teena.

"... Rachel, is. Tula made me struggle, too. Zero ability to live - no, it's negative."

"That's it. Really."

"I'll leave it to the servants!

Hihihi, and Tina laugh secretly.

To be fished by it - I also slightly loosened my mouth.

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I was taken out on the boulevard by the Kriese family.

It's a big road with more than 20 meters to hand over.

Apparently this is the spotlight of this city - Baaria.

In the streets I saw earlier, iron cars were crossing the middle of the road, but now that part was sealed off by uniformed gendarmes similar to what Ruby wore.

Will something pass?

Many townspeople stopped to build a hedge by the street and peered in the opposite direction of having a castle.

"Damn, these festivities don't suit you sexually."

"Sometimes it's okay, you sleepy little girl. It's healthier than having dairy sex with an impractical boy in a dream."

He said, "Hey! Only occasionally!

"Sometimes..."

Training in dream reality, and when investigating, I thought it might be because I would strangely recommend it.

I stretch my back gently as I peek beyond the hedge.

"... I've been wondering. What kind of festival is this?

"Ahem? I don't know. So you're here?

"Oh... Speaking of which, I don't know."

"It's Her Royal Highness's wedding, Mr. Rachel."

Mr Clive said in a calm voice.

"The imperial chambers of this country are very popular. When you marry a prince or a princess, it's a lesson to celebrate by naming your country."

"Among them, the next empress - that is, Sarah, who hits the Crown Prince - is an exceptionally popular person. Sometimes marriage is what I've been in love with since I was a little girl, and that's why I want you to see it."

"Han. I don't care about Atashi though. Sama the Virgin."

"Come on, silly girl. You want to get tangled up by Sarah's fans?

"I don't know. I don't care who you like. You're on your own."

Teena hummed her nose, and Toula sighed all the time saying, oh man.

Sisters beside me - no, they're two people who look like twins, but when I watch them interact, I think they're still parents and kids.

Watching those two happily narrow their eyes, Mr. Clive looked more like a grandfather surrounded by granddaughters than a father or husband, after all.

... to that sight.

No more peaceful...... to the sight that this was supposed to be.

I feel something twitchy and warm spreading in my chest......

Teena said she had little conversation with her mother.

But the two of us here now are talking like parents and kids everywhere...

I could see it so close...

For a moment, I suspected a hallucination.

I suspected that he was being imprisoned again for hallucinations like he was once trapped.

But this is real.

Modern (now), which I should have followed a different path from that which I know.

... No.

It's possible, isn't it?

There are (...).

This world exists here and now as a whole reality.

"As a matter of fact, the Crown Prince - Sarah is one of Noun's godchildren."

With water pointed at Tula, I broke off my thoughts.

"I may have retired, but I was a class graduate who held the position when I was teaching at school. This guy and I have friends because of that connection. The horses fit."

"School......"

Speaking of which, Ruby had the word in his mouth too.

School, not college.

"It's not a school built by Nong to raise outstanding children, regardless of their status. I remember when I was taking care of you after the Evil God War - all those nasty kids, including Sarah, and burning my hands."

To Tula's nostalgic mouthfeel I was dodgy.

Nasty kids.

Toula is in charge.

He said Ruby was my godson.

"This time in the marriage of the godchildren of Non. I've been invited to the evening reception, so I thought it would be a good time to introduce you. Sometimes you know how you're doing. Raquel, what's going on?

"... Tura... Could it be in your godchild -"

The cheer scratched out my question.

Looking back in surprise, a neatly lined band was about to march from across the cobbled streets.

Behind the band is a line of gendarmes who could carry a long gun to the sky.

And the big mountain bikes are slowly moving to be protected by them.

A pair of boys and girls sat on the mountain bike, waving at the gathered folk.

"Oh, you're finally here. That one, that one. Two people on a mountain bike."

Somewhere in bragging shape, Toula points to the two people on the mountain bike.

Two people in white costumes for the wedding come closer and closer.

Passing before us, so that even his face could be seen - I stuck my breath.

"Can you see that? That chestnut hair is better than Sarah Fiamma."

A well-sculpted and well-made girl wields her love for people with an elegant grin.

That - next door.

"So, there's this brunette guy next door..."

I knew that boy who was a little uncomfortable but happy to loosen his cheeks.

There was no way I didn't know.

Just for him.

For I have fought for hundreds of years.

"- Jack Lieber, the man who will marry Sarah and, in the future, be the king of this country."