"Nica, haven't you given up yet?
She tells Elle everything about 'Branois', so she knows I'm trying to stick my prince and Sophia together. Yet every time I see you, you ask me if I won't give up. Well, it's a pain in the ass to help, then...
"You're not giving up. I'll work hard for ten years."
If it's a novel or something, I guess I can let Zuban and "Ten Years Later -" fly here. But in real life, it doesn't either. And Sophia, the heroine, hasn't even met the prince yet.
It seems that Elle is unwilling to cooperate with you as a disciple in Mob. If this happens, I'll drag Sophia in directly. That's when Elle suggests he walks his back to her.
"Hey, wouldn't you rather have a wider place if you were throwing this at me? Let's get him over there."
Oh, Elle.
You finally figured you'd cooperate, didn't you?
I guess she's right. Close to the mansion, here, it could hit the building when it's taken off big. If there was a red stain on the white wall, my father or stepmother wouldn't just shut up.
"Right. Looks like you should move."
I bend over to hold a bucket containing a Blood Bomb. But Elle was quicker.
"You should carry this, right?
"Yeah, please"
This is how she looks. She's more powerful than me.
Lifting the barrel gently, he stepped out toward the wide lawn for the garden party.
But...
"Ah!"
"... What!?
Soon after I think about it, the bucket dances through the universe.
Plus, Elle fell as-is.
"Are you okay? - Oh no! How could..."
Maybe so, Elle was crushing (crushing) all the Blood Bombs with his own body.
All trial and error results are Paa.
Not much of a shock. I harden.
"I'm sorry. I failed"
El is bright red, not Sophia.
In my eyes it also looked like she slid from herself and jumped in. But there's no way I'd bother to get my own expensive dress dirty. Then I guess it's your fault.
All the hard work of the last few days is water bubbles. I pull Elle's hand to wake her up, half crying. Then, conversely, they are pulled a lot with strong force.
"Wow."
Just fell right over Elle, and I was in the twinkle of The Blood Bomb, too. Over her little body, just overlapping shapes. The pomegranate juice and bomb wreckage that was attached thanks to it is perfect for my clothes as well.
Did Elle regret it because he was the only one who got dirty? When she found herself awake in a hurry, she smiled innocently and apologized.
"I'm sorry. I'm surprised, I think I put too much effort into it."
Really? But I guess he didn't mean it if he said so in person.
Still, the key Sophia is intact and we're dirty...
"What shall I do? Then the prince won't be here forever."
Elle was silent for some reason, in front of me, who cried out pitifully.
Thoughts are apparently also returning to their children because of rebirth. Villain Lady, don't cry about Ashinaga. I got embarrassed and when I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, I just decided to go back to the mansion. Elle follows me a little. When it comes to going back, the entrance hall can't be dirty, so take care of yourself and do what you do in the cooking area.
"Well! If you're a lady, play hard again. Don't tell too many strange things to other children."
The woman in the cooking area embarrasses me.
She is a cook's apprentice and has nothing to do with this edition or the outside. But I like it because he scolds me without fear and also cooperates. By the way, she was also the one who prepared the intestines of the animals for the 'Blood Bomb'. Most of all, I lied a great deal about using it to study anatomy.
"I'm not convinced I'm the only one who's going to pay attention! What about Elle? How can you not be mad at the guy you came with?
I put myself up on the shelf, and I hit eight. Even Elle is still a child, although she may be a princess in some country. I think it's strange that Elle didn't get mad at me for getting dirty.
"While I'm here, he says you can leave me alone. I'm told to play like a child."
"Be a child... I'm not a child yet"
If you ask me, Elle sometimes has a strangely grown-up look. But before, when I heard the year, he said he was eight, so he should be a real kid.
"Yes, but... well, you can't imitate like this in an adult, can you?
she says as she looks down at her own clothes.
Not only my clothes, but my face and brown hair are chicks.
And yet, how can a face with red fruit juice look so pretty? Because it's thin for blood, and it's pink? But if I let it go, it will definitely turn brown after this.
"I knew it was a failure. Looks like a little darker red would have been better."
"I... I like red too"
Elle agreed with me.
Then I guess I just accidentally fell on it, not on purpose. How can you fall in the middle of nowhere, Elle?
Apparently someone put in a contact, and the samurai flew in in a hurry. They recommended Yu Ami, so I invite Elle to come in with me. It's sticky and disgusting with fruit juice, and it's winter, so I'm going to catch a cold if I don't get dressed soon. Yet Elle turned down with a bright red face.
"Because I'm fine. Nica only thinks about herself."
"It's weird that girls are shy of each other. If you don't want to, why don't Elle get in first?
I see. I'm the one who prepared the fruit juice, and Elle is a customer for once. I feel a little responsible.
"No, fine. Look, if you don't hurry up, the water's gonna get cold."
It makes me sad to be rejected.
I'm just a kid, so it's not the kind of style people can show me. But I wondered if it would be fun to have a bath with Elle.
I'm just a little disappointed.
When I finished dressing and went back looking refreshed, there was no sign of Elle there. If you'll excuse me because it's dirty, he's gone home just fine.
"Did you get in the carriage just like that? Elle was dirtier, and as much as I would have endured, I should have bathed in hot water first..."
I have a lot of dresses, so I could lend them to you if you want to change.
He's a kid, and you don't have to hesitate. Nothing, I didn't want to see El naked.
Or was it a bad way to invite him?
Maybe me, she thinks I'm a pervert or something!?