Me - High Elf Kingdom, Enol's second princess, Reese Enol Memere, returned to her chambers after Mr. Lute's family name determination meeting, which saved our country.

Shea, my escort maid who serves in the room, pours incense tea (kaoricha) into the cup with a cool face.

That makes me affectionately defame her about what she said and did earlier.

"Shea, what are you going to do? Even though Mr. Lute already has two wives, I can't believe he's doing the mane to stick with me."

"Was it inconvenient? I thought the princess was admiring the young man, so I pushed her back."

"Ooh, ooh, admire, etc! I can't believe I'm in love with someone whose wife is already here.

"Princess, please calm down. Although the public generally says that the High Elves are only united with one person in their lifetime, etc., some have historically married or been married to a second or third wife. I don't think you can push your feelings into it, do you?

"Ya, some of them do...... And what about Shea? Isn't Shea the one who doesn't want to be tied to Mr. Lute?

I'm a young man's slave.

Shea looks good when she says she has a visible bond.

The slave money that bought her away has already been paid from Enor. The money that Mr. Lute owed Meyer has also been refunded. But Shea refuses Mr. Lute's offer to free her from slavery.

"I want to continue being a slave to the young people," he said.

I think Shea like that is a little cheesy.

"Besides, you have a stronger emotion for young people than for me as a lover or a couple. So don't worry about me, the princess tells the young man how she feels. I'm sure the princess will convince both Mrs. Snow and Mrs. Chris."

- I just dream a little bit.

Live with Mr. Lute, Mr. Snow and Mr. Chris.

It's a very sweet, happy and warm, just like a dream life. But... ugh.

"... Shea, I understand your heart. But I'm the next queen of enor. I intend to defend my position. I'm not in love with Mr. Lute or anything. So no more weird cares."

"Princess......"

"Enough for today, rest Shea too"

She leaves the room graciously, with her eyebrow root lowered.

The hot air of the incense tea (kaoricha) rising from the cup shakes unceasingly.

I get up from my chair and fall into bed.

"Love for Mr. Lute, etc..."

One shrugs, but could not delude himself.

I admire Mr. Lute.

Since when have I been distracted by Mr. Lute?

I close my eyes and think back.

The first time we met was in an inn outside the lake.

"When Shea took me and I was waiting in my room. I remember my chest pounding and I couldn't stop..."

My first impression is someone who seems nice.

Coming from afar, he gave us his hand without one disgusting face.

Believing Shea's words, the brave man who came to help the high elf kingdom.

The moment I was held by him, I felt something pierced my body.

Maybe it's fate for me that Mr. Lute came. I thought so.

... but he has two wives.

I respected you as a brave man saving this country, but I didn't have feelings that meant love for the opposite sex.

I rebelled against your father and went on a journey with Mr. Lute and the others to exorcise the Great Scorpion Giant Scorpion.

During the journey, Mr. Lute worried about me getting drunk on the carriage.

He put his hand on my head, which looked spicy, and called me again and again because I was almost there.

Whenever his hands touched my body, I had myself thinking I was happy.

I kept pretending not to notice that.

During my journey, I was reminded of how ignorant, unknown and useless I was by knowing the world outside the castle.

There were times when Mr. Lute tried to use raw wood for firewood.

When I saw his expression, I felt so ashamed that I wanted to disappear, I turned bright red.

I want to show you a good place, but I always do some kind of dodge. I felt sorry for myself. Still, Mr. Lute was kind enough to stay next to me the whole time.

Outside, I'm useless.... In the castle, he was compared to his sister and scorned as the 'Princess of the Dungeons' because of his historical talent difference.

They remind me that I have no place inside or outside.

But Mr. Lute and the others assured me that they would not abandon me like that and that I was a valued companion.

Even though I was entrusted with watching, I fell asleep.

He said, 'We're buddies, so isn't it natural to help each other fail?'

I, who was unacceptable to anyone, have been recognized as one of my fellow braves.

I'm asking my favorite Mr. Lute to admit he's one of us about me.

It could have been a casual, very obvious word for him.

But how happy I was with that word......

Plus in the battle that follows, my carelessness makes Mr. Lute suffer the poison needle of the Great Scorpion Giant Scorpion.

I rescued Mr. Lute from the poison, desperately.

Then I desperately apologized to him, but Mr. Lute and all of you have thanked him instead of cursing.

I can still remember the words clearly then.

'I don't know what Reese thinks of your sister, though. I'm really glad Reese is with us. You can carry your stuff without worrying about it, and you could defeat the scorpion Giant Scorpion in Panzerfaust, even if you received a poison needle, you picked it up with the detoxification of a lease.

That's what I said, he is.

He looked me straight in the eye and told me his thoughts.

'So I'll tell you as many times as I can. I'm so glad Reese is one of us. "

I can tell from the bottom of my heart that you think so, his smile.

I felt like I could be one of them in a real way then.

I thought you said you could stay next to him.

And Mr. Lute rescued my kidnapped sister, Luna.

He rushed to my pinch surrounded by a large crowd of enemies, as if he were a real brave man in a picture book.

Mr. Lute's, when I saw his face - his chest tightened so tight that it hurt gnarly, tears of joy overflowed naturally.

I do not know when I have come to think of Mr. Lute as a heterosexual.

But I don't lie to my feelings.

Now I'm talking about him...... I love Mr. Lute.

I'm only certain of that.

A true heart, hidden by me tied to this country.

Even if I can't be Mr. Lute's best, I want to be by his side.

I want to keep supporting his dream of helping the weak all the time.

Like me, I want to help someone who is weak and shrinking and wants help, with Mr. Lute.

Always and everywhere, I want to follow Mr. Lute.

- But I can't abandon this country.

It is only natural to abandon your private heart as a royalty. Haven't you been ready for a long time not to be tied to the person you want?

Yet the grief overflowing from his chest could not stop him from flowing out into tears. I squeeze my sheets tight.

A white washed sheet produces stains and wrinkles.

(Only today, only today, let's cry to the bottom of our hearts. And starting tomorrow, you're spending all your time with me on the streets... ugh)

Yes, excuse yourself, and push the tears overflowing from your eyes.

"Mr. Lute... my brave man... I... ugh"

Press your face against the pillow. Kill the whimper.

I don't mind wet spots spreading with tears.