The "dock lodging" pavilion sells and complains about "a safe house away from the hustle and bustle of a trading city," in a difficult place to understand a little far from the heart of Spirile.
I have come to this city many times before but honestly, I was a little unsure of the place here. If Edmond hadn't sent me, they might have gone down with Els.
The ocean, visible from the window of the room, was dyed orange, trying to swallow the blurry sun of the outline.
The sunset was coming. Eventually it will turn into darkness at night.
Neither your father nor the Duke of Roselem are back yet.
"Ku......"
Else was resting calmly in bed.
We both went out and fell asleep as we waited for our return.
The bed here is so fuzzy, that's what makes me feel like I'm on a cloud. There would be no choice but to have this happen to Else, who was in a slump due to his all-powerful disease.
"Sooo..."
Else is lying down with an innocent sleeping face.
He looked too defenseless.
... hey, makes me want to play tricks.
When I pinched the handkerchief, I dripped ahead and tickled under Else's nose.
"Ugh..."
Else with a slight crease between the brows.
Kind of, kind of fun.
He said he was repeating the same thing as it was.
"Hmm."
Els tried to escape by turning his back.
Have I woken you up?
"... no..."
Looks fine.
Then I'll stick my cheek up. Oh, soft. I'm so jealous of a woman.
Else still woke up. I didn't even show her.
What do we do next?
That's right.
His hair was portrayed as "as if he were putting his fingers through the tail of a beast" when it was the original.
Let's make sure.
I touched Else's hair with a hand like stroking a dog or cat I own at home.
Ooh.
Whoa, whoa!
It's slippery and blocked.
If Else had been a full body hair swollen, he could have been moffing.
……
I can think of.
Yeah, let's make the next stuffed animal a snowman. What about Nessie and Skyfish and the UMA Corps? Sounds fun.
But I have to get through tonight first.
Cajero was telling this in a letter. Watch out for the wandering Count, he said.
Else also said this. Something bad is coming, he said he's after me.
... I guess that monstrous Earl is here in the trade city of Spirile.
In the original, he was attracted to the hero's talent and visited Wang Du, but this time I am the one.
I wouldn't say it's unexpected. I was so ready.
A week after I regained my memories of my previous life, I kept thinking caged in my room.
How should we live from now on?
If you've stretched your powers as a "doll princess," chances are you'll be able to keep an eye on the Count. He's part of his collection by being ice pickled.
If you do as the original says, there's nothing you can do about it when the Whisp family crumbles.
I see through the critical standards the Count doesn't care about, I'm unlikely to be able to do such a craftsmanship.
Let's brace our bellies.
Let's confront the Count.
I have a strong weapon called original knowledge.
I have seen the scene of him perishing again and again in a complete defeat.
I can think of as many winners as I want.
Let's do it.
Let's start by increasing the number of dolls.
I'd like to let them live in cities everywhere, if possible. It seems fine wherever we meet.
I guess they say I'm a man because of my character like this.
"I'm scared, help me," he cries to Else and Cajero - if I could have done that, I might have had a different life.
But, well, fine.
My second brother used to say.
- People can only be themselves.
I think it's the truth.
Though I'm reborn, I'm still me.
You admire a princess who can get someone to protect you, and you can't choose that after all.
"There is... Ki..."
Else slumbers and squeals in shame.
You'll be sad when I'm gone.
Even Cajello and the other dolls, your father.
So, yeah.
Let's do our best.
To think from the original, the Count should come close in anticipation of the moment I was alone. Conversely, we have some control over where and when we meet.
Exit the 'dock lodging' pavilion when the party is over.
And fight the Count where you left the trap.
Eight years sooner than the original, and I'm not the protagonist or Elstat, and I'm going to defeat the Count. It's kind of funny.
... Looking back later, my plan was bumpy and far from perfect, like perforated cheese, but these three were particularly deadly.
Hitomatsu.
That the Count has nothing to hide from the public.
There was no scene like that in the original, but there was also a statement in the setup data set that "he was exposed to the topic on the spot when he appeared at the royal marquis nobility party from time to time". That's why I should have anticipated possibilities like what we're going to talk about.
Two.
That the Count regarded me not as a candidate for the collection, but as a rebirth of a great old lover.
I see, that's why you made such a mess of me. The passion of love is horrible.
If I had known this beforehand, I would have been able to hit other hands, but is that just what you want too much?
And look, this is like my stupidity.
God of fate in this world seems to hate something terribly called strife.
"As a matter of fact, when I was lost earlier, I happened to meet someone famous."
On the way to the party, the Duke of Roselem mentioned that.
"This is God's guidance, because of it, I let him speak to me"
Speaking of who was invited to the venue.
"Being invited to a place to celebrate the beautiful princess means that it has been worth a thousand years."
It was a young man with black eyes and hair, as he condensed the darkness, whose behaviour was so full of elegance and grace that no one could complain about it.
An exclamation sigh leaked all over the venue.
"Nice to meet you, doll princess. Can you tell my name is Christophe Dujenne, the wandering Count?"
Completely, it was an unexpected development.
I can't believe you're in grand contact with such a large crowd of eyes.
Oh, already.
Duke of Roselem, what a way to bring people.
You know the wandering Count has turned the changed talented owner into an iced collection...... no, you don't. It was written in the configuration data set. Uncle Dujenne is famous as a person who lives in the time of perpetual robbery, but he hides brilliantly about his sexuality -.
Anyway.
I have to change my plans more than the Count has come here.
What do we do, me?