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

The tea I usually drink is black tea, but they also make green tea in the east.

Tea is preferred to green tea around here, so it just doesn't flow much.

Drinking the warm stuff seems to calm me down a little and they all look somewhere horny.

I panicked a little to the appearance of an unexpected person, but I'm fine now.

Tea with honey citrus jam creams.

exhaled all the time, rubbing his jaw as Dr. Romanov looked difficult.

"Maybe," he muttered, giving both Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara a look like they noticed something.

After a temporary glance between the two, Dr. Romanov opened his mouth.

"The Duke of Rottlingen told me secretly at the New Year's party seat at the Imperial Palace..."

Twisting his neck, both Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara nod.

And to what the teachers taught me with a slightly subtle face, they say there are rumors of Kikunai circulating among the nobles.

Says Kikunai's boyfriend is waiting for his parents to commit irrevocable lapse.

The reason is that when my parents commit irrevocable malfeasance, I have made a promise to give you more words than His Majesty to hide them.

His Majesty loves the intelligence resembling that of the parents of Kikunai's son-in-law, and is worried about a situation in which he is unable to demonstrate it.

But say it's dark. Parents are parents.

Why don't you reuse what you did to kill your parents, even if it's about the future, even to keep your family name clean? The wind is strong.

Is it because of that thought that His Majesty dared to stop Kikunai's man from "waiting for time"?

"... aren't the imperial people delusional, waffle-imaginative?

"I won't tell you that I don't have a body, a lid, or a bottom."

"Because I'm just talking about whether those two are worth enough to kill..."

I do want my mother and father to swallow it, but I never have a problem with that because I didn't drink it.

'Cause I took both authority and military authority over the territory.

Because there's almost nothing left for those two.

Doing bloody things is quick.

But what would an adult think of me if I did that?

He said he had no choice but to suspect me without fear.

And you will tell that to my child. That one hurts more when I or Leggles grow up.

That's why I'm running away from home rather than killing you.

If I were alive, I could be pushed to blame for my failure, but I could whip a corpse.

I thought that far and said, "Ah..."

"Maybe my mother really got that rumor......!?

"It must be possible."

"Lizard tail cut, I guess."

"I suppose that means the other side is scared too..."

A voice rises from each of the teachers.

Mr. Bradamante gave me a very complicated look.

"Yea, does it mean that your mother truly takes the rumor and tries to love your father, trying to survive and cut him off by imitating him all the time scratching his family name...?

"You must have small-worked the name of the gift to be Leggles-kun to get my ugly father to finish off. I thought I was mad and would give my father the poison cup......?

Far away.

It's an awesome detour.

It's a misguided operation.

Scratch your head and your stretched hair will shake.

My mother has been slowly creeping over here since last year, but that was to get me in the mood, so what is this matter?

Did you think I'd be given an excuse to end my father as a delight?

"If so, you've been licked long enough..."

Blood-boiling rage boils from the bottom of his belly.

If you think I'm going to bleed short circuitously, don't treat me like one of you!

Stop feeling like you're about to scream and scatter the swirling magic in your body.

My anger causes blizzards, so I need to be aware and scatter them.

Instantly climbed blood also manages to descend if you take a deep breath.

"Young lady..."

"... it's okay"

Mr. Rottenmeyer is looking at me with a worried face. Waving at it, I dampened my throat with a little chilled tea.

Yeah, the smell of tea calms me down.

I'm starting to smell a lot worse when I think about it.

"My eyes are sitting around, but I'm gonna crush you over there and over here?

"If I let the magic out, I fixed the magic on the curtain so the footage I just saw can be played back at any time, so I can use it as proof."

To the words of Mr. Lara and Mr. Viktor, think for a moment.

If you're Irma's solo prisoner, I was going to force my father to leave the house to make amends for publicly painting me with mud on Kikunai's family name, but can this go on?

Then Sebastian.

He's going to be in danger of letting go of the wild, so I'm going to tie him up, wrap him up with my mother, and I'm going to lock him up.

Irma, well, was to have done me harm in the end, but what he clearly intended to do was give Leggles a gift purchase fund outfit and a curse, knowing it.

The thing about Leggles is individually and compression interviews are mandatory, but that separates me from Kikunai...... subtle as well.

You're my mother later.

Um, my head hurts.

Rubbing his temples around, his forehead and white hand rose.

It's Mr. Bradamante.

When I ask what's wrong, I hesitate to untie my lips.

"Um... how about we do an air ratio?

"What's the air ratio, that air ratio?

When I lean my neck in the name of a nostalgic ritual, Mr. Bradamante nods.

"Uair ratios are a way to uncover wrongs and truths, but they can also be used the other way around. Nothing will happen to your mother if she is not involved in this matter, and if she is involved..."

"Oh, I see"

Well, even if I'm not involved, I'm just going to talk about my servant being poorly supervised and disqualified as a mistress, running away from home or closed.

And it's troublesome.

I wonder why this guy hasn't grown up with me all the time.

If you're even a big man, give me what I dropped at the drop point appropriately.

Bite your teeth and the adults all turned their complex faces on me.

"Well, you can't. I don't know you, Phoenix, but Baron Ballas has a long way to go."

"Ah, there's a sense of resentment from you, and I'd be scared if there were such rumors out there."

"I guess so. Especially since Manuma's mother is a nobleman, and if she can survive by sacrificing your father, wouldn't she? Step on the tiger's tail. If that's all you need, it's cheap."

What, that rating on me!?

"Out of heart...... You know, does anyone extinct that weed or burn the pebble until it's gone because they took their legs off by the weeds and pebbles on the side of the road?

That's what those two are to me.

You may feel hateful when you look at your face, but that's about all it's worth.

I hate that stuff. If you have time, I want to play with Leggles, and I want to plow the territory!

When I told him so whilst mumbling, the teachers looked extremely serious.

Dr. Romanov asks quietly.

"There's no untrained at all, is there?

"Not at all, not even this one"

"Even if I never see you again?

"Those are the first people to trump me. The teacher said before that I may have died once. Then that's when my life with those people was cut off."

Honestly, I don't think I see those people as parents anymore.

Because if I don't remember having a conversational conversation, I don't remember spending time with you.

If I had something to call a parent right now, that would be Mr. Rottenmeyer, after all.

But.

Meditate your eyes softly.

"... to Leggles... my father..."

I may need it.

Thinking about it, you can't stop thinking about my father.

I get a big sigh.

Then he changed the legs that Dr. Romanov had gracefully put together.

"Shall we then attack from the royal castle?

"Royal Castle? Are you cleaning up from my mother?

"Yes. If you strike down your home base, you'll feel free to throw it away or crush it later. We're supposed to work together anyway, but we're splitting up on our own."

Twisting his neck a little to an unusual analogy, Dr. Romanov nods.

Mr. Viktor nodded as well.

"Each destruction is a stone. If the royal castle falls, the castle will not be supplied."

"We still have enough food to attack, and we don't have to worry about getting poked in the back."

I laughed bitterly at Mr. Lara's words.

Then you won't be able to get reinforcements from my father to my mother.

Or because it was the royal castle that made that branch castle in distress.

"Anyway," Dr Romanoff rose off the couch, laughing bitterly at my condition as well.

Following that, Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara also rise.

"A week, no, give me about three days. I'm going to root it out a little."

The teachers had a very clear face.