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

"Chocolate" drinks that sweetly boil cocoa powder with milk and sugar have been popular in Teito since last year or around last winter.

It's cocoa from a previous life, isn't it?

Kikunai also started to have a little cocoa powder, so I could drink chocolate.

Leggles, who holds that cup of chocolate, is still swelling.

Utsunomiya opened his mouth when Rottenmeyer, who was listening to our conversation in the room next to the study, called in surprise to see how our nasal shouts were.

Says Leggles has been a little suspicious of his father since he was brought to Kikunai's mansion early last summer.

I was brought to a mansion full of people no one knew from my mother's memories and smelly mansions, and rejected by those who wanted me to tutor them.

When I was little, Leggles understood that if he refused me, he would have been put in a situation where there was no place to go.

Don't even have any more alimony, I'll take care of it all.

The beginning and end of sending me an irresponsible letter saying, "Leave me alone" without an escort.

"The..." Do you really like Tosama? Are you sure we're not done yet? 'And to ask you again and again... "

"Uh... that's hard to answer, isn't it? Sorry, Mr. Utsunomiya."

"No! There is absolutely no such thing as a young man apologizing!

Wow, shit about my dad being a real piece of shit, man.

Still, you didn't tell me one thing about that because I said to Leggles, "My father thinks you're cute about Leggles," or "I think you're important."

"Leggles, you cared about me!?

"Well, it's really hard to say..."

"Oops!

I see.

I always thought Leggles was smart, but he was really smart enough to understand me and my adult stories.

It was only an affront that you wouldn't understand because it was small.

I sighed loudly and then bowed my head to Leggles.

"Leggles is small, so I thought I didn't know that, so I talked a lot, but you really shouldn't have let him listen. Whatever you fix, your father's bad words are bad words."

If you apologize again, Leggles moves the boom and head into the denial system.

"Ugh. Ray, there's a lot I don't know yet, but I know you're doing something you shouldn't! messing around!"

Mean.

Now it's this way that I'm being mean more than double back, and my mother has the reason for that in the first place, so there's something a little complicated about Leggles hating my father.

So if you ask me if I can forgive you for what you did to Leggles, it's not at all.

Worried about what's going on, I notice Mr. Utsunomiya asking this one.

"What's going on?," Mr. Utsunomiya opened his mouth in confusion.

"Um... if you're going out to Empire City, Dear Margaret... to visit the grave of Master Leggles' mother, you know..."

I exhaled heavily, guessing what Utsunomiya was going to say in such a way as a snack.

"Really, I... don't point to your father. I'm sorry I couldn't let you go to Leggles' mother's grave for more than a year."

I only looked at the material aspects of Leggles and the improvement and stability of his position, and I didn't even care about such an important place.

I really should have prioritized you that way.

Pity.

When the item dripped, Leggles, who had placed the cup of cocoa on the table, came to the side early enough.

Its eyes are full of surprises.

"... don't you get over it?

"To?"

"Doesn't it bother you?

Now this one opens his eyes lightly to words that I can't even think of.

When I shook my head sideways, I replied to Leggles' question, "I'm not in any trouble," he said.

"I was the one who gave birth to you and raised you until you came to Kikunai. Why are you in trouble? If you want to talk to me, I'd like to hear it..."

Speaking of which, I don't think Leggles-kun's mouth ever told the story of his mother.

You nostalgic, sweet chick.

This kid, who was a good listener when he first got here, not scared but well-behaved, must have been raised to take care of himself.

How could I have overlooked that anomaly?

Looking around, the facial expressions of the teachers and Mr. Rottenmeyer are stiff.

I'm sure you thought the same thing about me.

Does the fact that Mr. Utsunomiya is twisting his neck mean he was talking about his mother in front of her?

I'll take Leggles' hand.

Then a large tear fell from the eyes of me and Leggles.

"Of you... Lai didn't greet you, so I wasn't very good with the maids..."

"Yeah......"

"Higu... We only want to do this once, if Rae-san treats you... uhh... Mi, guys, this is so weird..."

Oh, my God.

If you look at Mr. Utsunomiya, do you have any thoughts? He looks stubborn.

It's hard to make little children understand what death is.

Perhaps the maids over there are in trouble.

The other thing that bothers me is the phrase "we weren't close because we didn't greet you," but I don't think that's the essence of the story right now, so let's put it down first.

If you couldn't talk to the other maids, but why are you here...?

Ask Leggles softly as possible......

"Oh, come on, I was with Tosama and he said he didn't mess with me... so... hiccup..."

"Ha!?

What!? What do you mean?!?

My eyes dot the words of Leggles, which I never expected.

I wonder where you got to an idea that couldn't possibly be like that.

If you can't figure it out and look around the room, you're all confused.

"Why do you think that? I've never been with Leggles-kun's mother..."

Ask Leggles himself, just lean down and shed a blur and tears from his big eyes.

Waiting with guts, Leggles opened his mouth as he jiggled the hem of his clothes for a while.

"One of the people in the town... was so upset, so upset, so upset... I didn't know what to do with him, he told me that he was going to" mess with him "when I asked him..."

"Ma, city people!?

Why would someone in the city say that?

I don't know why at last.

I don't know, but I know there's been a misunderstanding.

We have to figure it out first.

"Leggles, I'm not being mean to Leggles' mother."

"Really?"

"It's true. Even if I was sick, it was one of the city's birthdays. Then wouldn't those people have been mean to me?

"... but it's because of you..."

"No, it's not."

No, I won't.

I wonder if Ningro Leggles' mother told her father to go home to Kikunai. That fucking father would be right to ignore that.

I guessed Leggles-kun's depth of compassion and how admired he was by Mr. Utsunomiya, but if he was a gentle and refreshing person,

Well, whatever it is, Leggles, you don't have to be patient.

Really pitiful.

"Leggles, do you remember the face or the name of one of those cities? There seems to be a slight misunderstanding, so I thought I'd give you a compression interview..."

"Wait! Ah, because if I really get an oppressive interview, I won't be able to stay in that person Kikunai!?

To Mr. Viktor's wait, all the adults nod and both Mr. Utsunomiya and Mr. Leggles fade blue and shake their necks to the side.

Why don't you just talk to me for a second?

... I know. About eight hits.

When I hug Leggles, who stopped crying all the time, she also hugs the chick as she squeals her nose.

"Hey, Leggles."

"... what?

"Leggles, your mother didn't mean anything to me."

"... but"

"You're curious, aren't you? Then let's go ask."

When I let my body go from Leggles kun, tears burst out of my surprisingly open blue eyes, falling on my mellow cheeks.

When I wiped it with my fingertips, I also wiped off the dripping Leggles-kun's chin with the handkerchief I had.

"Leggles-kun's mother doesn't mean anything, even a very sweet person. Let's hear it for one person who knows your mother well."

"Who are you going to...?

"To someone who was Nanny, your father and Leggles' mother."