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

Both Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara were to stay at the Mansion as they were after that discussion.

Mr. Rottenmeyer said that the old Kikunai was as aristocratic as having customers every day, so there were plenty of rooms, and there were about two rooms that could always be used in case of unexpected visitors.

Viktor's room, which he had already decided to stay in, was arranged exactly as he had requested and was used for visitors as far as Lara was concerned.

However, only Mr. Viktor's piano could not be placed in your room, so that's what they're going to do when they used to be busy cleaning the hall they used for a little party and putting it there, as well as song lessons.

Lara's lessons are also taught in that hall, but the curriculum doesn't come just to dance, and they range from walking, sitting, and at the end of the day, to the significance of the signals your lady uses fans in the social world.

"For example... if I touch the tip of the fan with my finger, I would like to talk to you." If you know what your wife's doing and you don't talk to her, she'll think you're a wild, careless man, and you won't be considered a good fiancée first. "

"Uh... hey..."

Is there a verse in Mr. Lara's words that comes to mind? Mr. Viktor's eyes are dark. Dark enough to think it's a dead fish.

But I don't know if it matters to you without your fiancée, my God.

You read my thoughts like that, Mr. Lara and Mr. Viktor shake their heads "sweet" all together.

"Uh, the social world is also a place to look out for your fiancée. Marriage between nobles takes precedence over our emotions. I want to connect with bigger houses where houses are smaller, and houses without money want to connect with certain houses"

"So the children of the aristocracy polish themselves and bring it to its end by defeating rivals who have excess in their weapons. Because it's not for your own happiness. It is also for the house, that is, for what we serve ourselves, and hence for the inhabitants. He, they are responsible for fulfilling the duties of the noble. Responsible children are the ones who tend to be strong."

"By giving to a large house, you can protect the people from unnecessary strife or incorporate them into the economic distribution and enrich the entire territory…"

"There's more, but that's more or less the place."

It's intelligent.

Even though I'm a child, it's really intelligent that I have to think about that and find someone to marry.

Well, it's none of my business.

There's not going to be a girl who wants to marry a pig, and my future is already set.

I have an appointment with Mr. Rottenmeyer, and I want to do it, so until then, I just want to be healthy.

"Is that why Viktor and Lara are together?

"Oh, you know what? Lara's curriculum is full of walking and dancing, right? What if I did it while singing?"

"I need music to say what's wrong with dancing in the first place, and Vicha told me, but Manalu is a play that sings and dances... I wonder if it was a musical. You want to educate someone who can do that, don't you? Then I think we need to reproduce what it looks like first. But the only thing I know about it is that it fits you besides God."

"Wow..."

Sing and dance or idol.

No, it's just a pig.

It's been a big deal...

That said, I can't sing and dance all of a sudden, so that's to say later.

Speaking of which, there was an excavation from the corner of my memory of a song I could sing while dancing, and I went up to report it to the princess.

"... the prince, cursed and turned into a beast, regained his own appearance with the sincere love of a clean, gentle and beautiful girl, congratulations......"

"Yes, it's a song that was sung when I made that story a musical, but it's sung when the two protagonists dance"

Take Leggles' hand and sing awkwardly dancing.

At musical times it was turned into a pot, sung by the lady who served the prince, but I also feel that in the newest movie the lyrics sung by the two protagonists were added.

Regardless, although it is difficult to say graceful, singing while dancing seems to have been interesting to your taste as well, Princess.

"If it helps to reproduce musicals in order to lose weight, it's worth it. Encourage the concubine."

"Yes, I'll do my best..."

"Wow... not me, too, good luck!

"Yes!", Leggles replied the good boy by putting it up, but I really still said, "Aye! Sounds like."

You're three years old, you have no choice but to speak up.

Far from waltz with the dude. Far from fork dancing, but Leggles seems to have liked it, and he pulls my hand around twirling.

I can see the princess narrowing her eyes with her shaky vision and smiling softly and beautifully, and I feel like I got some of that too.

"That's right," he said, dancing with Leggles until the princess called.

"Viktor and the elves, but did they start to make the spectrum the way the concubine wanted it?

"Ah, yes. For as long as I can remember, they're listening to me as I tell you the melody from the prelude."

"I see. If you do, you have to pay the price."

When the flutter and thin silk dough fan flashes, a bottle of something like a tree branch appears in a space of nothing.

It floated in the universe, and when the princess waved the band fan again, she came to my eyes, and when she offered her hand, she fell on it in a potpout.

If you look closely, there are enough holes in the tree branches to block them with your fingers.

"What's this?

"This is the first whistle the Elf's ancestors dedicated to their concubines. Love music and give it to a mixed elf."

According to the princess, the original elf of the bearer of this whistle lived mixed with humans.

When he plays the whistle, be sure to have a human friend with something like a drum that beats to the side and makes noise.

The original elf dedicated the whistle to the princess because her friend who plays the drum is dead.

A testament to eternity with friends, that is, a testament to separation from man.

"No matter how much you put your mind through it, humans travel far ahead of elves. When it was hard, his elf left entrusting it to his concubine"

"Yeah... but he said he was looking down on a human being..."

"That's how the original ancestors once interacted at a distance from humans. But when the disconnection continues, the first intentions and so on are forgotten, and only unsolicited prejudices walk alone. If you look at the elves now, your ancestors will mourn."

I didn't even try to get a glimpse of the elves and human history.