"I mean, let's put Brother Federico in a few more words.

"Shh, I'm sorry......

Brother Federico, father and son alike? Hmm?

Why doesn't my family ever say a word?

"Brother Federico, do you know what communication is?

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"Pfft! Federico, my brother is scolding me...... eh.

What went into the pot, Mr. Bernardo, yeah. Dear Brother Bertrand, I shall call you Mr. Rudd, just like Brother Federico, because it is so confusing.

Mr. Rudd is laughing at Couscous all the time.

"That, Rymond............

"What is it?

"Not even you, if you don't. Will you be my talker now and then? You were close to Giancarlo and Giovanni, weren't you?

Is it embarrassing to ask my brother me, Brother Federico's ears are slightly red?

Even so, the sad facial expressions only produce that murky look without changing the phase.

It's pathetic.

"Yeah. Well, I'd do about the tea guy if I were you.

"Is that true............ Huh!

Brother Federico's eyebrow crease loosened a bit.

Specifically, the wrinkles between the eyebrows, which were carved in about three pieces, were reduced to about two.

"Pfft. Good for you, Federico. You've always cared about Master Rymond, haven't you?

"..................... Shut up, Rudd. Don't say anything unnecessary.

"I'd rather actively know that.

"Look. Is that what Lady Rymond says, too?

Mr. Rudd seems to like to make fun of Brother Federico because he's soft on the waist and doesn't look good.

I want you to stop.

"............ Let's send another letter after the tea party date and time. You should go back to your room today. Rudd. Send him away.

"Yes, sir. Okay, I get it. Then, Master Rymond, shall we go?

"Yes. Please, Mr. Rudd.

"Oh. I'm a little glad Lord Rymond called you by that name, too.

"Because it makes it easier with Brother Beltrand. You can call me Rye, too, Mr. Rudd.

"Then don't hesitate to let me call you Lady Rye.

When we had that conversation, Brother Federico soaked up.

What is it? Put it out into words.

"... Brother Federico? What's the matter, sir?

"Huh!.................. that. Can I call you Rye, too?

If this is the word of a beautiful boy like Brother Jean or Brother John, he was healed, but even if he was made a good adult, Brother Federico, it just seems clear.

Somehow, I don't know if my kindness works oddly against Brother Federico.

Hold on tight or I'll want to slap you in the ass.

I have to do something for you! Like.........................

But I'm not old enough to spoil it, so I want to slap you in the ass.

But now I pushed it all the way in and made a grin and a smile.

"Yeah. Of course it's fine. Brother Federico.

When I said that, I thought it was a little cute that the crease between my eyebrows got a little thinner again.

In the meantime, I feel like I could see an ear over Brother Federico's head that I shouldn't have told him that I'm sorry to stop Brother Federico from doing any more work while his father was flirting with his mother.

"Oh well......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... That, Rai................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I know you're going to be soggy, but I still have wrinkles between my eyebrows.

"Yes, what is it?

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".................. Yep! Make it clear!

I was going to wait for Brother Federico's words, but I said so because of the long silence.

"Shh, I'm sorry. Have a good day. Rai................... Looking forward to the tea party,...................

I was gently stroked in the head once with the words.

Are you terribly nervous, Brother Federico? That fingertip that slightly touched my skin when my hand left my head was slightly cold.

"When Master Giancarlo cried badly.

I was convinced of Mr. Rudd's words, which he taught me softly.

I guess Brother Federico is not comfortable with special children.

I mean, I like it, but it scares me, so I can't get close. But I still want to touch it because it's loving. Like.

"Yes. Thank you. Have a good day, Brother Federico. You're expecting a letter, aren't you?

This is the first time I've had a decent conversation, but still, Brother Federico is definitely my blood-connected family.

Wouldn't it be strange to think of your brother as loving?

Mm-hmm. If I spread my arms wide and gave him a hug, Brother Federico hardened himself to surprise by making his eyes black and white.

"I'm family, so, like, a hug, right?

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He broke my knee and hugged me, so I didn't see much, but if I wasn't mistaken, I do think Brother Federico was cheering happily, just before he hugged me.

"Come again. Rye."

".................. Yes. Brother Federico.

You kind of wanted a picture!