Since the tea party the other day, besides going down to the city well for my future options, I've had my way out of the house.
"Ra, Ray! You're really not going out of the house, are you?!?
"I won't. I won't. Maybe."
"Really? I'm not really leaving home!?
"It's a good idea. Lymond won't shrug.
The tea party with Brother Federico that day, eventually all the brothers were supposed to get together, but then again the brothers started panicking and turned into chaos in the last word I uttered out of the house.
Since then, Brother Jean hasn't run away from home with me, has he? I began to ask.
"Even if you leave home, you just lose your right to succeed to the throne, and it's not like when you go down to the city well. You don't have to be so nervous.
Yes, it's not like we're getting out of the royal family.
It's just that I can't get my hands on meat, booze and women in relation to training in the presence of God.
It's okay, it's okay. If you think you don't have to worry about mental lolicons or physical mature lovers.
"You've decided not to!!
But Brother Jean forcefully denied it.
"Okay!? My dreams! It's about holding Rye's child!!
"Ooh...?
grabbed my shoulder softly Brother Jean started talking with a serious face.
"Rye is the most important family to me. That's why I want Rye to be the happiest. If Rye and Brother Bertrand hadn't found out why my body was weak, I might have died this past year. I don't mean what I can do for Rye, like my older brothers, but still, I don't like that Rye has to give up something. So, it's my wish to hold Rye's kid, but I'm against going home because of that, right? If that's what Rye wants from his heart, I'll back him up......
I shyly pointed my lips and distracted my gaze.
"This is my unsolicited desire, but one day I want to paint a picture of Rye and Rye's wife and child.
Brother Jean tells me this and I don't even feel bad about it. I'm the Bracon.
Whatever it is, if Brother Jean is saddened by me giving up something, the option of going home or going down to the city well in the future can only be a last resort.
I mean, there's no longer any option around me, especially that Mayan and Kareena-like thing around me, or running away from it.
Let's get this straight. It's a huge pain in the ass, and I don't think I can handle it myself.
I was born in this world for a little over six years. I've told my brother Bertrand about science in tune with his magical existence, but everything is flat except for what I would call a memory of a previous life.
I'm also better at exploring my belly than just a kid for what I naturally remember, but there's no way I can fathom a real raccoon father in front of me.
I know science within the general common sense of previous life, but I'm not familiar with it, and I'm not geographically good.
Well, I'll do my best.
"In the meantime, it must be Brother Jean's problem first, rather than mine, right? The Mayans aren't just talking about me, they're trying to get Brother Jean and Brother John into their own camp, right? It's Brother Jean's social debut next month, right? Be careful. I don't want Brother Jean to put up with anything because of me, do I?
"Huh! Yeah. 'Cause you like me, don't you, Rye? So I'm gonna know Rye's gonna be depressed if I get unhappy. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna be happy, either, does it?.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
With that said, Brother Jean, who laughed mischievously all the time, winked.
"Rye sounds like he likes his family a lot, but I love my family too, don't I? You knew that, right?
I want you to imagine. Brother Jean is beautiful enough to be seen with a beautiful girl.
Besides, I usually have a soft, smiling, beautiful Brother Jean! You're laughing a little mischievously!!
Mixed boyish energies in the Yami system so good!!
I covered my face with both hands as I impulded and knelt on the ground as I did.
I mean, what do you want to say,
"My brother is the best in the world!!!
"Haha! My brother's the best in the world, too!
"I mean, you're okay with my brothers being the best in the world, right?
"Dear Brother John!" "John!
No, we're serious about what we were kidding, but when I was screaming, Brother John glanced at me from the entrance to the room.
"Your father would have strained Jean to tailor one of his clothes to his debutant next month, wouldn't he? Brother Andrea, when you decide to design your clothes, I'm strained, but is the time okay now?
Brother John asked Brother Jean that as he looked at me.
Brother Jean would also look at me, so I nodded with the meaning that it would be okay.
"Yeah. It's okay, John. Andrea, can I go to your brother's room?
"Right. No, it's the reception room. My father has already called for a needle. They pack designs with Brother Andrea after taking measurements.
"Mm-hmm. Okay. Bye, Rye. Let's talk about it again, shall we?
He replaced Brother Jean, who walked out of the room with a glimpse of his hand, and now Brother John will talk to him.
"So, Rye. Are you sure you want to leave the house?
"You too!!!