"Yes, that's good."
I squeal.
... but not, of course, divestiture, etc., rather the other way around. Tomorrow I will go to Tengu to prepare. Spending time in a familiar Duke's house means it's finally the last time.
I seem to have a character unrelated to Marriage Blue, and I am more excited about my expectations of a new life than about the heavy responsibilities that make me queen. Until I say "brain weather," but I'm a childhood friend and a thoughtful friend with him. I can't wait for the ceremony in two days. On the other hand, it is also true that I feel a hint of loneliness when I think about leaving my home, where I grew up for eighteen years.
"Because of this, let's say goodbye"
I decided to look around the house where I was born and raised, in turn.
First, outside...
On a morning so cold that my exhaling breath grew white, I went out into the garden with a red coat of feathers. We pride ourselves on roses (bulbs), but the extent to which winter roses bloom sparsely this season. Instead, crematis and anemones entertain my eyes.
On the other side of the flowerbed - in the shadow of the green leaves that came through the garden, I met her.
"Hey, what are you doing?
'What... kind of. I'm busy, will you stay out of my way?
I remember the time and laugh bitterly that it wasn't the first time I met you. Me trying to be the villain's warrant lady on Lanobe Street, trying to sound great every day. On the other hand, little Elle was a poor beautiful girl from anywhere. I decided that the girl was a mob and became prestigious (if any) to a development not in Lanobe.
I narrow my eyes and walk to the back of the flower bed I touch the green leaves.
- Did Elle and I fill a hole in the garden that we viewed from here? Sophia, Elle and I had to run around together. I fell over the "Blood Bomb" and I turned bright red, too.
"Hehe."
Nature and a grin on the mouth.
Little us. This garden was big enough to run around. Running Sophia is hard to grasp.
But now, the garden you see again feels narrow. Hidden plantings that day were low, and holes drilled in the ground didn't even leave a trace. Even then, when it was all mischievous, Sarah, the samurai, would fly right by surprise if I ran when I grew up.
"Growing up, that's what you mean"
Second, unspeakable emotions creep up. No matter how much I miss it, my children's days never go back. We've all grown up and grown up.
If you wander through your memory, Sarah will open the door that day.
"Well, if you're a lady!... don't teach strange play to strange kids'
That day I asked Elle to take a bath with me. I remember being totally rejected and disappointed.
"The reason is, I'm comfortable with it now."
Elle who was invited would have been more surprised than me who invited him. I can't even say "different gender" because I have a decision. Dirt should be purified using the magic of light.
"Even though I didn't know, I'd be ashamed of you. Well, if I were El right now, would I be happy to invite you?
Surprised by the sarcastic thought, I put my hands on my cheek.
- I'm unmarried, but I can't believe I'm thinking about this! But that, too, ends tomorrow.
Growing up isn't all bad. You can also get the joy of living with your loved ones.
If you look back in the garden, you'll see a healthy girl in your eyes. When we were young, we did laugh.
The cold wind blew on me so I held onto the front of my coat and went back indoors.
I have a lot of memories in the house, too.
Placed in front of me at the table was a pancake with plenty of mustard on it. As recommended, I also drank water with chili. It's a terrible prank to think of, but I don't have a choice because I deserve it.
In the hidden ensuing room, I accidentally fall asleep. Look at me like that, neighbor El knows. The hall, where the two of us practiced waltz, is now quiet.
I went up the stairs and opened the door.
I point my gaze at the writing desk in my room.
On the wall beside it, my sketch he painted. I'm decorating it not because I'm a narcissist, but to get a little closer to the impression of the painting. I thought at the time that I wanted to be like this one day in a painting that was many times more beautiful than the real thing.
I, in the painting, still laugh happily today.
"Did I approach his painted Veronica?
I think it has grown and the style has improved. Compared to when I was a kid, my face was also beautiful like a villain warrant...... so the villain had nothing to do with it. Even if he just accidentally runs his mouth, he'd shrug his shoulders and laugh.
The only time I spoke of Lanobe's world was later and earlier to El. If I told myself who I was going to be that day, I would surely laugh off that it was a lie.
I gently stroked the surface of the painting.
Thoughts fly to him at all times.
- Look at me in my wedding costume, could he laugh? "Beautiful," as usual, will you praise me?
In my memories, there was always him next to me.
Purple eyes gleam joyfully when they reflect me, and well-shaped lips arc funny. Of course I do. Seeing him makes my chest squeal and my heart warm when I think of him.
The idea at the lid occupies his head, and one smiles.
- We can still be together.
That night. Having finished greeting my family, I lay down on the bed in my room, thinking about him once again.
"Well, when it comes to getting married, we don't have to be distracted, do we? You don't have to worry about being royal..."
- No, you can't.
Hear yourself scratching in the back of your head.
I thought I'd have a sleepless night, and I seemed tempted to go into my dream world at some point.
I never dreamed that Raphael, happy to see a wedding dress, would bother me in real life.