I leave the room prompted by Master Currillos, who smiled gently, unlike the hard look on his face earlier.

It's been a long time since I've been out except in the east garden.

"Hey, that.

I should still say, when the different guards looked at me, they gave me a slightly surprised look for a moment, and began to whisper as they were.

Even though I knew, I wouldn't be able to help but feel indescribable.

I wanted to get out of my gaze observing this one and messed up my forehead a little bit.

Usually the front hair flushing slightly beside me gets into my eyes because of the mess.

That narrows my vision and reassures me just a little.

But Master Currillos frowned at the guards who spoke with him and pulled the hem of Master Currillos' clothes hard as he opened his mouth to complain.

"His Royal Highness Rymond.

"Fine. If you don't want to do anything about me, you won't.

"My lord Rymond is amazingly accomplished by me sometimes.

That's what they said with the bitter laughter, but well that would be somewhat so if it were the second time in my life.

Originally the contents are old people.

He's an old man in a shota skin.

Oh, I'm getting sad myself by saying it.

Let's not.

I'm Shota. It's a shota without a clutter. He's a five-year-old.

Well, aside from that, the voices of all the guards are annoying even though I just don't care.

So when I turned my gaze only on the guards, it made me jump funny and frightening.

Keep one finger up and take it to your mouth.

"Shh.

Understandably wolfy, they simultaneously covered their mouths with their hands.

A little laughter leaks into that honest reaction.

"Huh! You can't talk too much, can you?

"Ha ha!!! Excuse me!

There is no such thing as trying to move to out-of-the-box behavior.

It's a lot less annoying just because you're out of words.

However, I still feel my gaze, so I gently disturbed my forehead again before returning my gaze to Master Curilos.

".................. that's horrible.

"Oh, why not?

"No.................. I was wondering if His Highness Rymond might care a little more about your own appearance.

"Even though you're not as cool as you are with Jean?

"This is, this is…………. Those around His Highness Rymond are going to have a hard time in the future.

One room in the northern corridor was visited while Master Currillos was still able to take him while we talked about that.

Essentially, the Royal Palace is allocated rooms in the East, West, North, and South, respectively, according to the country of origin of the father's four wives.

In the center of the royal palace is Father and First Queen Karina. And there's Brother Federico, Karina's child, and Brother Orlando's private room.

In the centre there is a courtyard that mimics this country, a garden representative of this royal palace, which is also used during official tea parties.

A corridor stretches from its central compartment to the east, west and north respectively, and at the end of that corridor there is a side chamber and a compartment inhabited by its children, respectively, and a garden imitating the countries of the east, west and north.

Needless to say, my mother and I live in the east.

Brother Jean, Brother Giovanni and two mothers, Lady Sophia, live in the south.

And on the western side is the administrative space where the civilians work during the sight.

Quite simply, it's zoned like that, but when it comes to places I've visited, it's just east and south.

I mean, this is the first time we've come near the northern corridor.

A little mind comes to mind.

"Currillos. Shit! Um, how dare you come?

Not only do I have a strong southern fantasy-colored garden, but I also have quite a hobby in the eastern gardens reminiscent of Japanese gardens.

Unfortunately, I've never seen the central and northern gardens.

Master Currillos smiled and opened his mouth to my words, but he could not hear me answer my question.

"There are two gardens to the north. One is a garden full of flowers from Sueyville. Beautiful contrast between sky blue and grasshopper and I like it too.

Behind the corridor. It was a young man with long, watery hair who walked from that bend.

"Welcome to Beltrand.

There wasn't much interaction, but this guy is also one of my clean older brothers, Brother Beltrand.

Cut long green eyes on muscular high nose.

He wears something like a long coat from the top of a collar shirt.

My upper body is perfectly in line with my body line, whereas below my hips I can leisurely afford to flutter every time my brother Bertrand walks.

As an image, would you know when it comes to Georgia's ethnic costumes?

If you don't know, I'd love to find out.

Pretty fantastic and cool.

Embroidered in gold and silver on deep green fabric, that's chic and quite cool.

"Well, the main thing is another garden. It would actually be quicker to see it than to hear it in words. Let me show you around. You can talk there, too.

Brother Bertrand's reversal of his heel flutters the hem of his air-containing coat.

When I saw Master Currillos properly, I nodded with a slightly bitter face creating a grin.

Apparently, it was Brother Beltrand who wanted to hear my story.