Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

The winning party itself ends without delay, although I have been seated on the way.

Once, go back to your room, borrow Shea's hand, the escort maid, and change from a party dress to something you normally wear.

Exactly. Even though I'm meeting my father, women need a lot of time to figure themselves out.

Finish your shift and take Shea to your father's private room.

Start by entering the waiting room and glancing at the maids who take care of their personal lives with the Kingsguard guarding the private room.

"Take care of your father."

"Yes, I did. Please wait a moment."

One of the maids opens the door and disappears into the back.

Less than three minutes later, the maid came back.

"Dear Mr. Reese, it's like you're alone."

"Okay. Shea, you wait here."

"I'm in awe"

Leave Shea in the waiting room, let the maid get ahead of you, and I'll dive in the back door too.

Further passage continues, in front of the heavy door.

Knock on the maid and wait for the entry response.

"Get in."

"Excuse me."

Let the maid open the door and I enter my father's private room.

"Thank you for waiting, Father"

"No, I don't mind. Sorry to call you so soon after the party."

Father sits in a chair.

I am also urged to sit down in my seat.

The maid enters the room again and puts incense tea (kaoricha) in front of us.

"Stand back. Don't let any of them near the room until we have a signal."

"I'm in awe"

When the maid is gracious, she leaves the room sound free.

Since when are you alone with your father?

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…………

Silence fills us in.

Didn't I call you because I have a story or business to talk to you about?

My father makes tannic surfaces and he stares at me.

I felt strong emotions as a single parent, not bitter worrying about the future of the country.

"Reese."

"Yes, what is it, father?"

"Omae... do you love Lord Lute?

"Nah -!?"

Unexpected questions make me stand to kick my seat unexpectedly.

But realizing that his own deeds were serious deeds on the lady, he coughs up and lowers his back again.

"And, Father, suddenly, stop saying weird things. Aren't you disrespectful to Mr. Lute, not just me"

"... Omae is a terrible liar after all these years"

"Ugh."

The target is father.

For hundreds of decades, it's harder to stick a lie through the person who serves as my parent.

Father leaked a deep sigh.

"Does Omae want to follow them?

"... No, I'm Enor's next queen. I'm prepared to abandon my personal heart."

Understand that no more lies make sense and speak your own opinion.

"The next queen, huh? What if there's another heir besides Omae?

"Are you a successor? To Luna... I don't want to prioritize my own mood until I take away my sister's freedom"

I feel my readiness has been defiled, which makes my speech slightly rough.

Though my father, I reflect in my heart that it was not a way of speaking to a king of a nation.

Father doesn't seem to care, he takes his seat.

I took one letter out of my desk.

Put the letter before me and return to your seat again.

"Um, is this...?

"You should read"

I extend my fingers to the letter with permission.

The sender is - Lara Enor Memea!

A letter from your sister to your father!?

"Shortly after that girl disappeared and Omae found the Record Book, I found it between the books."

The sister of "The Predictive Dreamer" would have no makeover either.

I open the letter with my trembling fingertips.

What it says - it started with an apology to my father for dazzling my whereabouts. But it didn't even say why he disappeared or why.

However, this way of writing did not involve a case, etc., but would have dazzled him of his own free will. I honestly rejoice that my sister is likely still alive.

Further reading.

Apparently my mother is sick and lying on the floor is not sick either, because she is pregnant.

Besides, the belly boy is the boy of the petition.

It was noted that he would succeed enor in good standing in the future. That's why it said I wanted Reese to like me.

But the letter goes on even further.

The last part of the second half was written for me.

If they followed Mr. Lute, they would surely kill each other with their sisters in the future.

If you're ready for that, push ahead with the future you want.

I'm not sure what my sister is talking about.

Honestly, I'm still confused.

When I'm tied to Mr. Lute, do you and your sister kill each other?

Hard to believe in Russia.

But the protection of my sister's Spirit, The Predictive Dreamer, is absolute.

Because I myself was convinced of it and led Mr. Lute to the land to follow the record book and save his country.

In other words, when you are tied to Mr. Lute, you will kill each other with your sister and sisters.

Growls as his father exhales his emotions.

"- When I read this letter and Omae brought me a record book, I trembled in fear. Killing each other with sisters, etc...... How many times have I suffered every time something happens in my record book?"

There were dozens of distress seeping into his father's voice.

My own daughters kill each other.

Naturally you don't want to believe it.

"So I tried to keep them away from Reese, Omae. To keep sisters from killing each other..."

For this reason, I placed an unscrupulous order to bring down the Great Scorpion Giant Scorpion.

"But in the end, it is true that they have solved this national disaster. If Reese wants to marry him, I don't deserve to stop him. It is generally said that the High Elves are only united with one person in their lifetime, etc., but in history, some have married or have married a second or third wife. You don't have to suppress your feelings."

It's kind of funny how my father says something similar to Shea's, which makes my mouth kind of slack.

I can afford to think about it.

I killed my sister, but you want to marry Mr. Lute?

... No, that's only the result.

My sister must have left this country, willing by my sister.

I follow Mr. Lute, of my own accord. Supporting Mr. Lute's thoughts.

As a result, the two of us have different paths and even if we were to fight... we wouldn't regret it.

High Elves have a long life span.

But it doesn't make sense to just live.

We must, on our own feet, move forward.

"... I'm Mr. Lute, no, I want to be with Mr. Lute and the others."

That's my heart.

Father leaks deep, long sighs.

"Again, yes... the prophecy of" The Predictive Dreamer "is absolute. Is killing each other with sisters still inevitable?"

"No, it's not"

"Reese?"

To my powerful voice, my father lifts his face.

"The prophecy of" The Predictive Dreamer "may be absolute. Killing each other with sisters will also be inevitable. Conversely, I can meet my sister again. Even if we start killing each other, we can finish without killing each other.... then I will definitely bring you in front of your father with five satisfied bodies without killing your sister. And why did he disappear? What do you have in mind? I'd like to hear a few questions from your sister."

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Who should also be referred to as the root of inferiority.

I assured him that I would bring his sister Lara Enor Memea to his father's sight.

Father's mouth relaxes.

"... you got stronger in a little while."

Father groans one person and the light resides in his eyes like he enjoys growing up.

"Reese, my dear daughter. No matter what wonderful man says he wants Omae for his daughter-in-law, he won't be able to wipe the thought that this trunk can boil. But if my dear daughter wants to, I have to admit it. Reese... you're gonna be happy."

"Thank you, Father. I love my father, too."

We take our seats and hug each other from the front.

How many years, how many decades would you shake to embrace each other?

Tears overflow even though I'm not sad.

It was my father who let go of my body first.

Reddening his face slightly to the smell and prompting him to the door.

"Now go. I hope they tell you how Reese feels."

"Yes, Father. I'm going."

"Ask the maids to tell me on the way."

"Are you telling me?

When Father sat back in his seat, he continued as if he were obstinate.

"Tell them to bring enough alcohol to the table."

"Hehe, excessive alcohol is poisonous to your body."

"Well, it's fine with poison. If you drink today, what time do you want to drink it?"

I leave my room in gratitude to my father.

When Shea returned to the waiting room, she told the maids she had refrained from carrying alcohol.

But don't forget to tell your father to be careful not to drink too much.

When I leave the room, I go for Master Lute's private room early.

"Princess, it's just too late. I don't know what to do, but I was wondering if I should do it tomorrow..."

"No, it has to be now. Because this is important to me to shape my life."

Leave Shea's petition and hurry down the hallway.

It proceeded at a rate that was as if feathers had grown on his feet.

Mr. Lute, get in front of the private room given to the couple, breathe and check your hair and clothes.

When I made sure there was no problem, I knocked on the door.

'Yes?'

Mr. Lute and the others are not asleep yet, and there are signs and voices of people from inside.

The door opens.

"To Reese, Shea, what are you doing late at night?

Mr. Lute is right in front of you.

Happiness occupies the chest so much that it just seems like tears.

I put the high pitched heart into words as it were.

"Mr. Lute!

"Oh, hey, what's up, Reese"

"Please make me my wife. I love Mr. Lute!

His amazing expression will never be forgotten until he falls asleep in his grave.