Life with my Little Sister

Late June of 1207.

It was the birthday of the Third Princess Claudia, and the birthday party was being held.

It was a relatively small event because it was not the birth year of a milestone, but there are still several noble figures.

The large venue was lavishly decorated, and the dishes served were also top-notch.

However, Claudia's expression was dark.

The aristocrats at the venue - most of them under the umbrella of the Marquis of Ventelshoven - would not have wanted to celebrate her sincerely.

The participating aristocrats regard this place as a place for complete exchange of information, and no one will look at the "leading" girl after giving a typical greeting.

For them, Claudia is already a 'finished' existence.

No sorcery, no right to inherit the throne.

The spirit worn by the insidious mouth of the heart is thought to be a domination, and the personality is not appreciated.

In addition, "rebellion" is added to it.

Her failure in the [Ritual of the Treasure Sword] injured the face of many supporters of the Third Princess.

And they were seeds of laughter, as they lifted up the muddy boat.

Anger without a place is directed at the Third Princess, who is the Princess of the Great Genesis.

It's because of you that I'm embarrassed.

Therefore, his gaze is cold.

Most of their interest was in the grandson of the marquis, and the daughter of the king, where she would marry.

If we were to sell the same passion, it was thought that there was no need for resources such as the king, the marquis, and the helpless girl who should be taken as a trail, who would marry anywhere as a political tool, and who would not be on duty afterwards.

It is seen with cold eyes by the nobles of allies, and with contempt by the nobles of other factions.

For Claudia, the party was nothing but pain.

…………

She went out to the balcony.

Or perhaps you should say you ran away.

My mother and grandfather lent me a skilled bodyguard - Dan and Pistolees, with the Third Princess in mind, only cemented the entrance to the balcony.

Claudia, alone, looks up at the sky.

The sky is full of stars.

And the moon with the pale color missing.

She thought she was all alone, even though it was so busy.

Claudia twitched and then almost cried--

"You shouldn't make such a face."

He raised his face in a sudden voice.

And there was a tall old man that crawled up from the earth, saying, What did he do?

The two guards who sensed the sign attempted to jump into the balcony, noticed who [it] was, and immediately returned to the original location.

"Hmm. Aww, you're good at rocks."Even though I'm so far in, most people didn't notice it. "

He sits down on a marble handrail, leans on a gourd, and drinks.

He said - Efmont Garibaldi hated meeting the nobles and would not go to the party.

"Eh, Efmont-sama..." Why, why are you here...? "

"Oh, I'm your grandfather."My grandson's face is going to come to see it, right? "

The old prophet hands Clara another gourd that was sitting on her waist.

"Finally, I got a good-looking gourd."As promised, I'll do it for you.It's practical and a good gift, isn't it? "

The old man closes his one eye.

That alone made this balcony seem like a different world.

She thought she was a good place for herself.

"From the ones from Meiss and Deborah, I finally overcame them with a bug.--No, well, Akatsuki may have been distracted by the fact that she was weakened as soon as she learned that I was going to pay for your gift. "

Clara suddenly gushed out at the old man who muttered in a dumbfounded way.

"Well, if you're laughing like that, so be it."After all, my grandson is cute!It's not just about appearance, is it?I thought my heart was cute. "

"............"

Clara was blushing as she said she was cute.

She was a third princess who was not used to being praised, although she didn't like being despised.

You'll see that noisy family soon, won't you?

"---..."

Pitter-patter, she lifted her face.

There is no darkness there until just now.

In an instant, he would have smashed away the darkness in his heart.

The old man is convinced that his family has been so supportive of the child's heart.

She must know that even though she has spent a short amount of time, she is the one who sees herself.

(That's all right. I don't know how long I can live like that, but I need younger people than the old man...)

Her role should have been to do her [Shiki] ---.

The prophet laughed bitterly, and then told her.

"I'm sorry to keep you busy."In the meantime, he's been talking to this elderly guy. ”

It is a declaration that you will be with me during this time.

With that care, Claudia was about to cry again.



Bright bright day.

A modest birthday party was held in a small part of the royal palace.

What is there is a different smile than yesterday.

He that celebrates and he that is celebrated is a place where he can laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Clara. Happy birthday!"

Lusica Crane Putt hugs Her Royal Highness without hesitation.

Disrespectful...

That would be true.

However, it was more pleasant for the Third Princess.

I felt the same way as my gentle mother.

"Gourd! Clara, I have a gourd!"Fee, that's what I want! "

"Yes. Giggle. I've got Fee's bag from Master Effmont, too."I'll give it to you later, won't I? "

"Really!? You did it!!"Fee, stuff the gourd with ginger! I'll take it with me! "

"Eh...!? Poisonous fog...!?"

Inadvertently stunned by unintelligible and noisy words.

However, I didn't even feel alert to such words...

"Oh! Fee-chan. There's a board game over there, isn't there?"Will you let me play with you later? "

"Miu Miu! Board games!" That's it, fee, I'm good at it!Definitely win! So, let's praise Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

It is a game named Backgammon, which Cyril's opera troupe persistently spreads and is becoming one of the aristocratic tastes from the entertainment of the common people.

Feria Crane Putt's [specialty] statement had no solid basis, but Clara was good at it.

I wasn't particularly blessed by the opponent...

(That's the one who gave me these things...)

She glances to the side.

There's a boy there, showing signs of a rotting, dead plant.

He lets his shy sister down, disgruntled his overtraveling mother, and gently pays attention to Clara, a "friend".

…………

The area around my chest was twitching.

The girl leans down at a feeling she doesn't quite understand.

Looking at the boy from the bottom, he gave her a soft smile.

It is definitely different from the eyes that the nobles pointed at themselves last night, "a sign of the goodness of being here".

For no reason, Clara was about to cry.

"Fufufu, Clara-chan!" We brought a present for Clara-chan! "

"Heehee! Fei, I've got a great one!"Clara, I'm sure you'll be surprised! I picked it up in the garden, Fei's treasure! "

Smile...

There's only a smile.

She noticed that there was something in there that seemed illuminated and self-confident.

He speaks.

"This is a silver work I made, but I'd be happy if you could take it."― ― For now, other board games might be better.

That's not true (...).

The words that came out of her mouth made her happy.

It was a word that she had spoken to her mother, her grandfather, and the prophet.

Find out what that means.

That heart.

She was able to feel it for the first time.

――――

From the big beautiful eyes, a tear spilled.

Lusica Crane Putt gently hugged her, and Feria Crane Putt rushed over worriedly.

And the boy's expression---.

"You have such a fun birthday," Clara muttered in tears.

The Third Princess of the Moon Rain Kingdom thought sincerely that she had the most wonderful birthday she had ever had.