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"Oh, it's Lydia!

"Sierra!

Sierra, who accompanied him as he traveled in Sonia's [transfer hole] to Rio's private room in the imperial capital of the Glenvarga Empire, quickly finds himself acquainted and rushes over.

Those who were called by name were also rushing out knowing about Sierra's visit.

Two girls hugging each other. Then he was laughing couscous with his hands in rhythm to fit several times. It's like a signal that passes just between the kids, and adults don't know what the intentions were.

Lydia, Mr. Leesia's daughter.

In the category of Rio's children, they hit the eldest daughter, so there is something about them that makes them feel like 'firstborn' to each other.

I had brought him to Rio several times before, and he had been close to nature because he had let children play with each other. They don't miss each other because they both have a lot of brothers and sisters, but they still would have preferred the same age same-sex if they were to be friends.

In Lydia's case, sometimes being the Emperor's daughter makes me close is about a noble child, even to that child, only in relation to being close by order from a parent who wants to be close to the Emperor. Lydia herself somehow understood, so on the surface she couldn't get along from the bottom of the mind of the things she was close to.

With all those circumstances, Rio asked me to bring the kids with me when we visited. You said something from Rio, the emperor, to the nobility. It really becomes an order. We were the only ones who could count on it.

"Say hello first."

"I'm sorry."

Sierra apologizes.

"" Hello ""

In the meantime, Alf and Dion greet each other well as children.

The girls and the kids below didn't remember Rio, who they were supposed to meet six months ago. They were scared and hid behind their mother, like they did when they first met.

Rio doesn't look like he cared either. I am also used to little kids living in the neighborhood because they were originally raised like civilians. For a child who could not yet leave his mother, he understood that this reaction was normal.

"It's a hiccup, let's go."

……

That's why I can't believe Sierra's greeting.

The children of today met great men, so they were making reproaches. Sierra is also wearing a skirt to dress like a leg she doesn't normally wear.

If you look at Rio from the front, lift the hem of the skirt slightly and bow your head.

Greetings made by aristocratic children, who seem a little stretched out given their age of seven. Still doesn't look cowardly though I am nervous in front of Rio.

"Thank you for coming today."

"Oh, oh."

I remember when I met her six months ago, she normally greeted me like a child.

"... you educate like a nobleman at your place?

"No way."

I have done nothing special education.

Make them work out by thinking about their age and moving their bodies in the garden and park, and make them learn letters by reading books, as well as acquire upbringing. However, all I really need to do is try to get them to wear it somehow.

Anything else I can tell you if requested by the person in question.

Sierra was forced to undergo basic training in magic because she needed it. But other than that, I let him take it because he wanted it.

"He doesn't know what words mean, either."

"Really?

"You're getting along with Lydia. That's why I admire The Princess."

Melissa was telling me if it was a child's intuition.

Melissa herself taught about the easy work and mindset that seems to have gotten her on board. Most importantly, the child, Sierra, most remembered her interest in words. The fact that I learned to speak and behave like a princess made me want to practice.

"You can be a girl. She doesn't like our daughter so much, she's a real princess, but she doesn't look like a princess."

"Sierra doesn't usually change."

After finishing his greeting to Rio, it was Mr. Gardill, Rio's eldest son, who made his way to the next.

I'm familiar with what you call me, Guardill, but in a decade or so, I'm a boy who's set to be emperor.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, oh..."

Mr. Guardil, confused by the same look on his face as his father.

"Be nice, too."

Nico grins.

As for Sierra, it's the result of making her look like a princess to the fullest, but for you, Guardil, I remember what it felt like when you dealt with a noble woman who only comes close on the surface.

"Stop..."

Guardill, you whine small.

"Stop that!

"Oh, but..."

Suddenly you're angry, Mr. Guardil.

I look up at Melissa bewildered by Sierra, who doesn't know why it's happening, although I know she's angry.

Sierra was now driven by anxiety that she might have made some mistakes.

Sierra's words and deeds were not in themselves failures as noble girls who preceded the Crown Prince. However, it was a failure if I dealt with you, Guardil.

Just as Lydia was pioneering in the responses of girls her age, Guardil, you were tired of kids your age who would only see you in the position of Crown Prince, too.

So I was enjoying the Sierra's coming to treat me normally.

"You're a crook!

Guardil, take your own sword that you brought into the room.

A perfect substitute for beating and damaging a sword with an object made of light material so that children have no problems using it. However, even such objects can cause injury if the same child is seriously beaten.

I didn't think I'd suddenly bring that stuff up.

A sword is swung down to Sierra while the adult is being distracted.

Even from this state [the world] can be used to ensure that it is in time. However, it is not necessary because of Sierra's appearance before stopping time, and the skill is discontinued.

"Mmm..."

Guardill, your swinging sword ended up slamming the floor with Sierra slipping sideways and dodging at critical times.

I try to attack Sierra by waving my sword up without giving up.

"Huh."

Take the sword from the storage ring, sighing, of a material similar to the one you are using, and intercept your sword, Guardil.

Keep moving to Chamberlain.

It was you, Guardil, who attacked with courage, but it's obvious to Sierra.

"You're doing so much better."

"Because he wants it and he wants it from Ira."

I learned swords from Ira and I have swordsmanship on me.

Unfortunately, my body is not able to handle the sword due to lack of power, but I can do enough to deal with the same child's attacks.

"Now you can use magic, too. Besides, I used a storage ring earlier."

"I just gave it to you because it's convenient"

It would be too early to give to a seven-year-old.

But Sierra decided to give it because she used to train in magic so that she could manipulate magic like an adult.

"Don't be too jealous."

"Yes."

I get a response in a bright voice.

Sierra, who takes care of her brother and sister, knows exactly what she's doing. Guardil, you will not be fatally injured.

The other kids are starting to support their own sisters and brothers at some point.

I know you're going to play for once, but I'll tell him to watch beside Ira in case I can even think of one. Sonia was also to watch from the Rio side.

Let the kids play with the kids. Adults talk about work.

I'm just worried about the future.

"Is it okay at this rate?

"You don't hear from Marie about how the future has changed."

I'm asking you to observe the future every time we meet face to face, but it seems the future of Sierra being married to a man who seems to be you, Guardil, hasn't changed.

Until now, I left it to my natural accomplishments.

"Good luck."

I hear you saw something. Mr. Marie was rooting for you, Guardil.

"What did you see?

"Where you get beaten like this and you get mucky trying to win again in the future"

- Then you can rest assured.

"Oh, really?

My own son is beaten.

Besides, I feel dangerous considering he's the Crown Prince.

"Gardill was a little bit of a chronic because of his talent. If losing will get you into training, losing is just about right."

If this was the sons of the nobles, there were some problems.

But the opponent is a civilian child of another country.

Besides - who could be the future queen.

"You wouldn't have a problem with her."

I'm still smiling when I see him getting lightly slapped in the head.

Still, he's trying to challenge me with just one defeat.

"I hope you're convinced of the Emperor."