I’m the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I’ll Raise My Little Brother

"Dear Kikunai Phoenix Butterfly," the letter, which began with the writing of a streamlined letter, told me about Maria from then on after the greeting of the time.

After that, there are still things that are harassing but cheerful, things that get talked about when the hair decorations I give you go out into a social setting, and so on.

"The ice cream (sorbe) melted a little, but I froze it again and it tasted good with Elsa."

"Yeah, I was watching that. I mean, I let you freeze again with magic. It's me. She was eating neatly, and Miss Maria was a normal girl her age."

"Vicha, that's not true. Marie is a particularly cute old girl. Correct me."

"... was, Master Idiot"

Lara twinkling at Mr. Viktor, who shrugs his shoulders like a shrug. The atmosphere is soft, so we're not bad friends. I guess, but I got more words to worry about than that.

When I look at Mr. Lara, he says, "That's later," one hand up, and I read the rest of the letter.

Then Mr. Viktor tried to ask me a lot about me, but only told me how well he was doing.

So I'd like to introduce you to a teacher who may be extra, but has taken care of himself. His name is...

"" Ilarione Rubinski. It seems very rarely that she also names herself Ilariya Rubinskaya '...... was Lara Maria's teacher?

"Yes, Marie is one of my cute students."

Fair enough, that you're on great terms.

But I wonder what teacher Mr. Lara was Maria's.

If you're a tutor, Dr. Romanov will be there, the music teacher is Mr. Viktor, then who is the teacher Maria wants to introduce me to?

As she blinked, Lara's fingers, stretched out all the time, suddenly burst into her cheeks.

"Oh, I miss you. How is this mochi? Marie hasn't had anything like this in a long time."

"Well, hiccup?

"Yes, you're as good as you are. That was so fuzzy and cute, but wouldn't be too good for your health, would it?

"Oh, shit."

"Yeah, that's why I'm here"

Oh, my God.

That's what I think, Leggles, who was sitting clever on the side, suddenly stood up and pressed his cheeks against Lara's cheeks on the other side, and I got a rinse.

"I will too! Mochi Mochi!

"Hih!? Shino, hiccup, hiccup! Bitter!"

What the hell, do you like mochi shapes? Do what you like too much.

When I was being rubbed, Mr. Rottenmeyer rushed in to stop me.

"Please no more! Young lady's cheeks will be shredded!

"That's right, Lara. Phoenix, please don't sharpen your charm points."

"You're rude, turn to this preacher of beauty. I wouldn't scrape such a brilliant moss. Even if I lose weight, I'll try to keep my skin in check."

Well, it's a conversation with a lot of penetration.

In the meantime, shall we storm into the best penetration?

When Lara's finger broke off, she held Leggles back.

"Um, what do you call a preacher of beauty?

"Keep it up. I help someone to be beautiful, and I make it my business to know what it means to say 'beautiful'."

"Um, I mean?

"Plump a pretty plump one there, or soften and enrich a very luxurious one. You're a good teacher, so to speak, who teaches the person a beautiful, stretchy and supple physique, standing behavior, and the dances, tricks, etc. he needs in the social world."

"Oh, well..."

The diet teacher is here.

A subtle mood must have appeared on his expression, Mr. Lara pulled up the edge of his mouth to a nigga and prank.

"'Oh, no.' Is that your face?

"I mean... why Maria?

"Oh, that way... It's a simple story. I told you Marie used to be just like you."

"Oh, yes. Right..."

"Marie was a bully back then, and I cried all the time, but there was only one stunt. I was unusually good at singing, 'cause I'm fat and ugly', and I wasn't a very, but capable kid to go out and sing in public. So let me give you a hand."

He dieted and taught her how to behave as a lady standing and looking attractive, choosing and dressing dresses, and then how to talk educated and be thoroughly beautiful.

And Maria herself, she said, got the 'Self I Think Beautiful'.

"But that kid, instead of overflowing with confidence, he was a confident guy who wouldn't have a nose when we first met?

"Oh, that's...... That kid, he's not used to being praised, so I guess he got overpraised and paralyzed his senses. Sometimes the purpose of praising a person is not only to honor, but also to cause root rot. Before I teach you that, your father made me debut in the social world. I haven't seen him in about five years."

Even to Mr. Viktor's somewhat disgusting words, Mr. Lara just flaunts her shoulders.

I felt Dr. Romanov's gaze around because I wasn't used to being praised, but I blamed myself.

"Not too good a rumor - I heard you were becoming a girl with no nose, so I was going to go see Marie soon, but I got a letter from her before that." Please, Doctor, I want you to thank my little friend for saving my life. "

"Huh..."

Such a big deal.

I gave it to Maria because she was in trouble and had something to get rid of it.

That's about it, literally.

You anticipated my thoughts, Dr. Romanov the Zito-eyed coughs.

"You don't have any kids with panacea. Remember, it's also a crack and a danger, so remember the liver. You did something Maria wouldn't be surprised if she thanked you for the rest of your life."

"That's right. Marie can't sing. I don't admit I'm who I am. If that happens, it's possible that she was harming herself. Besides, that day was the second prince's show of the liver. Whatever the circumstances, he may have given death by applying mud to the prince's face. You covered it all up. I can't thank you enough."

"Ah, you too, brother... if Lai Tan had such eyes and someone helped you, wouldn't you think you could thank him like he did?

"That's right!

So I have to take Maria's favor, and that's the one that makes me sick?

Um, well, the princess tells me to lose weight, too.

Mr. Rottenmeyer and I both promised to be careful of our health, and most importantly, I have a goal to lose weight.

Lately, I've been losing meat just for walks.

Roaring, Mr. Rottenmeyer comes out the back and softly shakes his hand.

"Young lady, you promised to watch out for me and my health"

"Yes, of course I haven't forgotten"

"My name is a little fuzzier, and one will live longer. So if the young lady is unwilling to ride, I don't mind. But if you're willing to do that at all, please take this story."

"Huh?"

"For whatever reason, nobility has a duty to attend preschool when the time comes. In that case, the ball really sat at events all year round."

"Really? But kindergarten school is way ahead of us."

"I'll sit down. I'll sit down..."

Mr. Rottenmeyer's brow drops to the eight letters, creating an atmosphere that seems somewhat very difficult to say.

Leaning his neck wondering what it was, Dr. Romanov dropped his shoulder as he sighed.

"Mr. Rottenmeyer, let me say that from me…"

"Yes, I can't..."

"Er... no, what? Why are you in such a mourning place?

Hold Mr. Rottenmeyer's hand, blindly. Then it would not be gripped back, and Dr. Romanov opened his mouth with a heavily bitter face.

"Phoenix, I've been silent..."

"No, what? What is it?

"Are you..."

"What about me?

"He's a very athletic vocalist."

"........................ what?

Shin and the reception room calmed down and my ears hurt so bad.

Huh?

Huh?

Exercise tone deafness?

"I mean, if you don't practice now, you can't exercise at all as much as you think you can dance at a ball when you're old enough?

"That's right, devastating!

Dr. Romanov's voice affirming Mr. Viktor's words was powerful enough to burn out in shock.

Although.

"It doesn't really have to do with exercise tone deafness or anything. I've never been able to exercise, but that's not everything."

It was Lara's low, sweet, exhaling words whispered in her ear that made me groan up depressed.

It was nice of my hand to stroke and stroke my head, and it was cool to hold this hand to comfort me sooner or later, my heart is already loud. Shut up.

I always said, "Thank you tomorrow."

I wondered why you were so thrilled with Lara, but that was the next morning, the princess gave me an answer.

"What, that elf. It's like playing a man in the garden."

Is that it?

Yes, that's it!

Oh, it's refreshing.

That's right, even in my previous life, I actually fell for the male role more than the daughter role.

Those guys were really cool and I was stuck buying goods and stuff.

Ha, refreshing.

"Hey, I was hoping for a colorful story."

"'Cause even the princess said I was a five-year-old. I don't know about love or anything like that."

"But the early ones say the first love is a tutor or a samurai or something. Wouldn't there be such a story in a human story?"

"The tutor is a man, the samurai or Mr. Rottenmeyer feels like a mother, and Mr. Utsunomiya has a boiling image of impending power in a casket, and it's not very, but it's impossible"

"... that's right, you're really tough. They won't like Park's Tang Chang Wood."

Geez, I'm not so tough!

Pussy pointing her mouth, the princess's gaze turns toward you, Leggles.

With a prank grin and a band fan, he said, "Don't chicks have anything they like?" He asked.

No, no, what are you asking a three-year-old?

And then, surprisingly, Leggles, you're a mess. [M]

"Nice one, I'm here!

"Ho, not who? Is that the guardian's daughter?

"We only make it easier, but the most hah, the wrong one!

What!?

The illumination and mojimoji combine to upset Leggles, who moves his body twinkly.

There are only three of them!?

If you are not blocked by a surprised, open mouth, the princess shines her eyes and approaches you, Leggles.

To say a word that asks who you're talking about, you must put your hands on your cheeks and look embarrassed.

"Ahhh! Lai is the best. Ha, oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah.

The person who screamed was kind of awesome and covered his face with both hands and said, "Yikes!" or something cute screaming, but the princess I heard has a dot in her eyes.

Yeah, I'm glad. Princess, your face is amazing and my abs are puffy. Don't laugh. Something like that, this.

"Well, yeah. Let's not have sex with kids. Let's go."

No, my abs died with the princess's regrettable voice.