(But think calmly, make [the game] unenforceable. It's a good idea to think of it as a base, don't be alarmed because it's real)
With one of my words and attitudes, Primera turns back to the villain who wields power again...... so no! No!!
Too many angels, but you must have said that because you were so worried about me, but I knew the rumors were a lot more widespread...
How much Primera we've tried to keep out of your ears, and the reality is that we can't tell you enough that there aren't any warrants on the way to more tea parties and trips to talk about things funny and crazy in those places.
Nevertheless, where did you hear that......
Instead, I asked you about Primera, but you couldn't answer. Um, well, if you're also a girl of those ages, you'll have a lot of secrets...
I also asked Maina and Scarlett, and I talked to Mr. Sebastian, and now I have one: 'This is it!' I didn't come up with a plan like that.
It's been a long time since I did that, and it's only a little slower than usual to go back to my own office...... before that office I stopped by accident when I saw people standing.
"Julia?
"... Christopher"
Apparently, Christopher has a small potted plant in his hand waiting for me.
Really, you brought flowers......!!
"Maybe you've been waiting forever?
"Yeah."
"Well......!!
No matter how much the royal castle is in its rather warm surroundings, it's not often cold at night because it's still close to spring.
Christopher is the same outfit as always, so as for this one, it's as cold as watching... oh, why am I late!
"I'm sorry, wasn't it cold? Hot milk now..."
"Yeah. If I give this to you today, I'll be back"
"But... it would have been cold. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. It's nothing, it's not cold"
This cuteness tilting her little neck with the usual faceless expression.
Primera made me a little jealous of Yakimochi, but I want to stroke my head... Yi!!
I don't have that obnoxious thing about comparing Christopher to Primera or putting it on the balance, but... what is it?
I mean, I can't be superior or inferior, or both...... I want to love you!!
('Cause it's cute......!!
Nevertheless, you must not let Christopher catch a cold by keeping up with my grid like that.
Upon receiving the small pot offered, the flowers planted there were still in bud condition.
Still faded just fine. That must have a lot on it...... pretty flowers.
"Thank you, what about these flowers?
"I don't know. I asked the gardener."
"What?"
"... secret"
"... So do you know the name of the flower? 'Cause it changes the way you look after me."
"Barbena, he said."
"Really? Thanks Christopher!"
"Glad?"
"Huh?"
"Julia, are you happy?
It's so strange that the golden eyes are just looking up at me.
I could feel anxiety from Christopher right now, even though he didn't change his expression as expressively as you did Primera, and I didn't know emotions were obvious from that gaze.
Even so, it was always expressionless for the purpose I saw it for, and its eyes complain about something special...... but it's not like that.
I'm too Christopher cute! Maybe even weird filters are applied because I think......
"I'm glad. Christopher even talked to the gardener for me to get it, didn't he? I'm more than happy with that feeling. I'll take care of it."
"... yeah"
The moment I answered, though, really, really slightly!
Christopher laughed so hard!!
"The flowers, they're vulnerable to the cold. The gardener said he wanted it to be sunny."
"Well, I'll leave you in the sunny spot in the room,"
"Little flowers, bloom"
"Looking forward to it"
I'm the one who finally remembers what kind of flowers when they say Barbena, but it's spring poetry with lots of adorable little flowers blooming.
I don't know if it's royal castle or Duke's, but it's a lovely flower that the gardener can also recommend. When this blossomed, he stared back at me, back in his usual expression, cementing his determination that I had to show Christopher.
"I think it's a flower like Julia"
"Huh?"
"I heard warm colors bloom. Not as conspicuous as a rose, but a kind flower, the gardener said."
"... Really?"
"So I'm like Julia. Warm, gentle."
Christopher looks straight at me and says it that way, so why not!
There's a different embarrassment coming up from what Aldar tells me... I feel my face turn red.
Favor, respect, this sobriety that can be told in a sense of purity, not just lighting up such things, but also in a sense of inferiority!
"... I can count on that knight or the frigid. If anything happens, say it."
"Yeah... eh? The knight is about Aldar, isn't he? Well, you know... frigid."
"Nicholas."
I almost laughed unexpectedly when they said it out loud.
Hey, Mr. Nicholas... they even think you're frigid by a kid like this... No, honestly, can't you help it? Should I not say or do that, or not smile, or not play tricks?
... all of it.
"... Christopher, you mustn't say the person in front of you like that, right?
"Yes.... I won't tell anyone else"
But for once, I have to say it right as an elder, too.
No, I think I'm frigid, too. Though I really think so.
Still, I laughed not knowing or not knowing my insides like that, because Christopher honestly thought it was something that would go on like that!
I have to go.
"Ah... I'm sorry, you're holding me back"
"Yeah.... can I come back?
"Yeah, sure."
"Anytime, rely, huh?
"... yeah, of course"
Sweet little knight of mine (...)!
Christopher left without saying anything, although he seemed a little unhappy with me dusting like that.
When I look at him afterwards, I wonder if he's wearing thin, maybe I'm totally in his guardianship mood.
I'm worried, I don't know if I'll catch a cold!
Even though I thought so, I couldn't see Christopher anymore, so I also went back to the clerk's office to re-hold the potted plant to write today's journal, where I put my hand on the door knob. I caught a glimpse of a person in my sight and turned to you, and I saw Nicholas with a slightly more dazzling look!!
... Is it the one that sees a rare look today?
Primera, I'm happy with your yakimochi face and Christopher's smile, but I'm not very happy with Mr. Nicholas' flashness.
"... I don't think you have to say it's so frigid, hey"
"Oh, no, were you listening?"
"Julia won't deny it either."
"Oh."
No, well, I can't deny it.
I thought so. I'm not bad. I'm sure. Maybe.
What can I do for you?
"Yeah, well. I wanted to talk to you… if you don't mind."
Mr. Nicholas, with a smile, had a beautiful face, although he still didn't know what he was thinking with his threads.
But I still have that smile, it's frigid!