Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

Leticiel woke up in a bed in the room with a light morning sun plugged in.

(... ahhh... I fell asleep unclothed...)

When I dropped my gaze on my body, there was a piece I wore to school yesterday. I hear Leticiel fell asleep before he noticed because of his rampage and tiredness in bed.

When I woke up, the indicative clothes were wrinkled. Leticiel stretches his wrinkles with magic as he sighs.

Speaking of magic, unlike magic, magic isn't used much in everyday life. That's what I thought.

(Is it all done in people's hands...?

When the large wrinkles were removed, the sound of a knock on the door of Concon, and Leticiel's room sounded.

I guess Luvik came to visit in time. With that in mind, Leticiel replied, "Go ahead" without thinking in particular.

"And excuse me"

But it wasn't Luvik who came in. To an unexpected figure, Leticiel solidified in a half-way position as he tried to get out of bed.

"... Nicole?

It was Nicole, a samurai who helped from Deanne last night, who came into the room.

There is no subordination between Nicole and Drossel. Yesterday was also the first time Leticiel found out about Nicole, and that's why I didn't know why she was coming here.

Nicole told Leticiel why she came here when the situation hadn't caught her.

Apparently Deanne reported yesterday to the Duke, and the incompetent samurai and the incompetent duke warrant were stuck together on the set just to tell him to put a lid on the smelly ones.

You can't let me do anything else anyway, so you can take care of incompetence, I guess.

"So I'm going to be the exclusive maid of Lady Drossel from today on."

"I see..."

Leticiel strikes the right gavel at Nicole's story.

Honestly, I don't need a samurai for Leticiel, but I don't have the conviction that I would never put it down, so I wouldn't refuse if you would.

Besides, Nicole didn't neglect Drossel, unlike the other samurai, so I didn't think it was a bad idea for her to look after her.

"Really? Well, good to see you today, Nicole."

"Yes!"

We exchange simple words with each other and get down to getting ready for the morning as soon as possible.

It doesn't particularly change what Leticiel does with a dedicated samurai. Just get dressed in the costume room and get dressed, as usual.

Speaking of different things, about Nicole choosing the clothes for me and having her hair tied to Nicole.

"Speaking of which, Nicole, do you have a situation you shouldn't be fired from?

Sitting on a mirror stand in the costume room, Leticiel asked Nicole, who was putting a twist through her platinum hair.

"Oh, you mean yesterday? Yes, I do."

Nicole answers as she puts the toilet on the mirror table. There is a slightly sad grin on her face in the mirror.

"I have a sick mother. My father died early and now my wages are the only food for life. So... if I get laid off, I won't be able to pay for my mother's living or her treatment..."

"... I'm sorry. I couldn't help but ask."

"No! It's not the lady's fault! Nobody cared about my situation until now, so I'm glad you asked."

"Yes...... is it?

"Yep. Plus, it's like I'm exempt from dismissal because I'm with a lady. I really just have to thank you.... Yes! Done!

My hair set was over while I was talking. What early work...... not.

Leticiel takes a serious look at himself in the mirror.

There was a picture of an extinct beautiful girl with an adult look and an age-appropriate cuteness.

Drossel is way out of the Duke's house if only on a facial level. Such a thin makeup is applied to her face, adding to the goodness of the material.

The straight, lustrous silver hair with no habit is finished with a braided half-up and decorated with a simple ribbon.

And the hair and clothes were the best match, and the overall look of Drossel was well reflected in a rustic yet calm and clear outfit.

"The lady has good material, so I, I accidentally strained it!

"So, Soo... Aligato..."

I don't think Leticiel is bad for being unconsciously one-word.

Leticiel, who lived in a world of war, was stylishly indifferent. I didn't have time to do that, and I couldn't afford to do that.

And even after Drossel, Leticiel had trouble smelling and her clothes were appropriate, she didn't wear makeup, and she didn't tie her hair down all the time.

Even if it's just hair and makeup. Is this something that changes humans... women are deep.

Aren't you a girl?

"Nicole... don't you have a high sense of fashion?

"No, no... I just used to work in a barber shop."

"So this arm... I knew it was talented."

"Oh, thank you......"

Nicole hung on to the pleasure of coming to the Duke's house for the first time.

Later, where Nicole and I were having a chat without other love, Luvik came by pushing a tray with breakfast on it along with a knock.

"It suits you well, ma'am"

Luvik opened his eyes small to Leticiel, who had a different atmosphere than usual, but immediately smiled and said so.

After that it was no different than usual. I read while I eat breakfast and when it's time I take my bag to school. Informing Luvik of his scheduled time to return home, Leticiel boarded the carriage with his sisters.

By the way, after getting into the carriage, I was so shocked that Krista, sitting across the street, accidentally grabbed her fist by Drossel's ever-increasing and beautiful appearance.

The Lucrezia School was noisy that morning.

The crowded halls of students who had attended school had spread with admiration and amazement.

One female student is ahead of their gaze. Until yesterday, the students in the hall fell in love with her, both male and female, for the too beautiful appearance of the "Ice Devil", who cutely tied her long straight silver hair up to her waist.

Neither thin makeup, nor the plain and elegant attire and hairstyle of the common people have damaged her elegance and beauty at all. On the contrary, there's nothing I can do about it because it even makes it look divine.

"Well... where should we go today?

In the meantime, only one person...... only the person noted didn't even stop worrying about his surrounding gaze or anything, spilling a relaxing solitary.

Something's been seen so much, but it's not harmful, it's not less, it's abandoned. That is the current feeling of Leticiel.

"Hmmm... I went to the swordsmanship auditorium yesterday morning and I think I'll make it a big library today..."

Lower her long eyelashes slightly, the figure that swept into her thoughts was so beautiful that she sighed, and Rochford found her from the other side in a crowd of students, her thoughts flew for a moment.

He opened his mouth so dumbly that his jaw fell off that he and his surroundings stood on the spot in awe.

………

Leticiel also looked sideways at how those fiancées (laughs) were doing, but I don't want to get involved and I'm not interested, so I pierce someone else's pretense.

Leticiel, who is admirably thru skill-activated, began moving by sewing between students who do not even look slightly frozen.

As I walked down the hall thinking about what book to read today, I could see someone I knew well from the front walking in.

"... Sieg"

Crushing his name small, Sieg turned his attention to this one.

"... good morning, Miss Drossel"

Only for a moment, I really felt Sieg's eyes shake just for a moment.

But it soon returned to its usual eyes. It's no different than it was yesterday, for eyes that can't read thoughts or emotions.

My chest hurt so badly.

"Yeah, good morning, Sieg"

I usually blossom a little more into the chat, but I don't feel that way yesterday today, and Leticiel just smiles a pale smile.

"... you have a different vibe today"

Sieg smiles. Leticiel was able to naturally reply to his attitude, which didn't even seem to have happened yesterday.

Chest pain was increasing.

"The samurai has strained me"

"Really? You're a work enthusiastic samurai. Which way are we going?

I thought I'd go to the big library.

"I see. I'll see you later."

"Yeah, I'll see you later"

We exchange brief greetings and the two start walking from either side.

At a different moment, he caught Sieg covering his mouth with one hand at the edge of his sight.

But I was afraid to see his face, and Leticiel didn't turn around and kept walking.

Eventually when he couldn't hear the hustle and bustle of the school building or Sieg's footsteps, Leticiel stopped his legs and exhaled.

A little heat builds up on my cheeks. Leticiel remembered once again that the presence of Zeke had already grown so great that it could not be ignored.

At first, I was just dabbling Nao at him for resembling Nao. But that feeling only changed shape and changed into another emotion.

(I... I'm sure I like Sieg...)

Thoughts that would not actually be heard fell stomped in my mind without causing any particular bewilderment.

The more ridiculous it seemed to me that I had been moaning for two months, the sooner I admitted my love heart, the sooner I could accept it.

……

Hands on a heart that chops heartbeat comfortably, Leticiel lays her eyes down sadly.

I'm glad I realized how I felt, but Leticiel couldn't forgive his own thoughts. I still see Nao's face wet in blood creeping up behind my brain, wearing it with Sieg's face.

It was Leticiel who let Nao die. Will she be allowed to like him again? I am well aware that I am a different person. Still, just looking at his face, Leticiel was a breath-taking thought.

It was too easy to realize that I was guilty of falling in love with the same looking zeek that Nao had lost his life because of me.

Leticiel is scared.

Besides, unless you lose your engagement to Rochford, Drossel (this body) is the future First Princess. I can't go mouthing this thought.

So Leticiel pushed the little flame that now lit his chest deep into his heart. It's like admonishing yourself, so that no one... can even notice you.

Sieg and Leticiel remain close friends, now, and always will, at least not unless they lose their engagement. That's enough now.

'I was going to push this feeling into the back of my chest and take it all the way to the grave...'

I felt like I understood a little what Nao said that day.