Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Brother!

"The Prince."

Looking around quickly, Alberto seems to have figured out the approximate situation with just that.

He gave a harsh look and once walked over to Oscar.

When Oscar, who collapsed in his uniform and gave him a peek at his blackish shirt, and Dazzling Alberto, a white uniform, confront his blonde hair, it is as funny as a holy knight facing the devil.

The female students, who must be attached to the Bernstein clan, are blushing without heart or face.

Alberto let his anger seep through his loud voice.

"I want my sister and Miss Leonora back."

"- Ha!"

But Oscar flaunts his shoulder without moving at all.

"Change your blood phase, well. What the hell did we do? You're just having a 'tea party', along with a hearty dish"

"To my eyes, it doesn't look like the right dish for a tea party. Aren't you bluishing and moisturizing your eyes, such as your sister? I don't know what you want, but you two will be picked up. Even if you stop it."

"You know what? It's noisy. Is that a royal order?

"No way," Alberto grinned faintly at Oscar, who rubbed at him for abusing his power.

"It's my favor as a brother with a sister. - Otherwise, you would be guilty of death if you just gave me this kind of mouth."

"... Ha"

Leo was frightened as he approached the white-nosed Oscar.

(royalty scared. Yes!

It's a mortal sin to the point of a slightly abusive mouth.

I can no longer imagine what the hell would happen to Leo, who beat that cheek, stole possessions, but also national treasure levels.

Being bright blue, Kai, who seemed to have come with Alberto, rushed over.

"Dear Leonora! Are you ok!? Oh, my God, you look so pale..."

And, in response to that whining, Alberto looked back.

"Are you okay?

The tone is soft, but the expression remains rugged.

Leo blued even more.

"That's right, that's okay..."

"Don't lie to me.... pathetically, even cold sweat"

His beautiful and sharp eyes narrow down much as if to see Leo all over greed and his lower heart.

Detecting that the prince's interest had shifted from Oscar to himself, Leo was stunned.

It is also clear from the earlier intercession that this Prince Alberto, contrary to his graceful appearance, must possess considerable gall strength or belly blackness.

What did Alberto think when he saw Leo shuddered with a cataclysm, he slipped his fingers gently down Leo's cheek as he frowned further.

"... I'm sorry for us"

"Yes, no. No. No."

Leo repeated the same words, all like a mad parrot.

"Senior Bernstein. You'll excuse me for one second because she doesn't seem to have an excellent capacity. We'll discuss it later."

"Yes, I have nothing to discuss."

"I have it."

Clear ice blue eyes and deep blue eyes bump into each other.

Eventually, cutting up the stare, Alberto went into unexpected behavior.

"Leonora, excuse me"

And he turned his hand upon Leo's back and behind his knees, and held him up.

…………

Leo panicked when he hugged the princess. But the cry of the soul disappears with bubbles in the back of his throat, and his frightened shoulders just shake.

Seeing that, the prince has managed to say, "I'm okay now" or something, but as for Leo, I wanted to complain that it was you who was no longer okay.

(Can you throw it like this? No, can you slap him?

Body slam or german suplex -.

In preparation for the throwing moves to come, Leo tended to stretch his body.

"Come on. Bianca, you can walk on your own, right? Kai, I'm sorry, but I need you to get back to your room one foot away and get Leonora ready to rest."

"Also, of course you are! Yes, I did!

What a way the prince kept Leonora's only child, Kai, away.

Leo twitched, but behind his beautiful face, he seems to have a firm muscle underneath his uniform, as if he can't move.

…… …… ……

Again, humans, I guess when I panic, vegan words come out.

I mean, Leo couldn't say a word.

Alberto just walks away while he's squirting like a potato worm.

and noticed his sister not following him later, and he looked back suspiciously.

- Bianca?

"Please go ahead, brother"

Seeing, the sister princess pulls her mouth together and is sitting on the spot.

In those eyes seeped a light of strong will like never before seen.

"I really need to talk to these people."

"But..."

"Don't believe me"

I'm your brother's sister.

Alberto narrowed his ice-blue eyes so as to quantify Bianca, who had said so.

But somewhat,

"- Okay. Later, then."

"Thank you"

Didn't you leave your sister behind and walk away?

To the loss of even his last hope, Leo learned that his soul was no longer likely to fall out.

Walk down the hallway and head to your room while Alberto holds you.

In the meantime, the prince spoke to me with a firm and gentle voice, but Leo's heart would not be tempted if not forgiven.

Rather, it is the one heart that wants to escape from the arms of an unexpectedly successful prince.

"Um, um! Put it down, please!

"What do you say while you still tremble? I'll take you to your room."

He thinks the murder scene is an invisible dorm room.

"Duh, please, forgive me...!

Alberto loosened his arm when he finally saw Leo, whose execution ground, named his own chamber, was approaching and began to float to tears, not much of a panic.

"What if... Was it horrible to be touched by a man's me?"

Leo nodded with a momentum that seemed to break his neck.

Of course, I'm not afraid of Leo because he's a man. Because he is him.

"Right... sorry"

Groaning so, Alberto finally put Leo down, but for some reason, he took one of Leo's hands.

"Leonora, I'm sorry I made you feel uncomfortable for us in this case. But..."

Take Leo's hand with respect and drop a kiss on his palm. He stared at Leo with those clear blue eyes.

"Don't ever do that again."

That, of course, refers to "taking his place for Bianca and taking Bernstein's harassment," but Leo, full of dark things behind him, naturally misunderstood it as referring to the robbery of gold coins.

(Hiya, he looks different, and I thought he was definitely not out of line, but he's got an idea!? Why not! No, you're just hanging a camel?

Logically, Alberto would never realize who Leo was, but Leo, in a panic state, believed that the worst possibility was entirely true.

"Leonora. Any reply?

Ask Leo, who is silent, with Alberto's face all the time.

Leo, whose thought circuit was shortened and parned as a result of staring at him at close range, went into aggressive behavior.

That is, fleeing.

…………

But I wonder if it's sad, because of the difference in muscle strength and reach, Leo's fugitive play closed in just a second.

At the moment of realisation, Leo was trapped between the wall and the prince's arm - the so-called wall don.

It was only a nightmare.

"Don't run, respond, Leonora. Otherwise... I'm going to figure it out."

Cutting whispers only sounded like a guttural proclamation to Leo.

Besides, I'm not letting you get away with it. It comes with a jaw quiz.

"Ha... yes! Yes! I won't do it anymore!

"You take care of yourself, don't you?

"Yes, good!

Of course, Alberto's thrust said in Leo's ear, "There won't be twice. You take care of that life at best, huh?" and so on and so on.

"Good."

Finally Alberto unties the restraint. While I was relieved,

"If they say no, I thought I'd lock you up."

And he was told, and Leo lost his complexion again.

When you can only open and close your mouth afterwards, Kai jumps out of the room noticing the noise.

"Dear Leonora! - His Royal Highness Prince Alberto, thank you very much for this time. Until then, I'll take care of you."

"Oh, please. But Kai, it's up to me to thank you. Leonora saved my sister's life. I don't care if you're absent from class tomorrow, so please give him a break."

"Yes, I did!

I wonder why. Kai responds with the breath of Azumi, as if Alberto were his true master. Leo chewed up the inertia of the world.

"Okay, Leonora. Bianca's going to tell you about this, so you don't have to think about it.

One last word gently, the prince left the place with a refreshment.

Kai walks into the room, gets dressed worthwhile, drinks white water, lets him lie on his bed and covers his futon. Meanwhile, Leo was just stunned.

So,

"Damn, I can't take my eyes off you..."

In front of the door, I naturally didn't realize that Prince Alberto was whining small.

What can be seen in his eyes is the figure of a beautiful girl who was still looking forward to Rin, surrounded by many students.

When her squire hung in with a bright blue face, Alberto's heart was astonishingly upset himself.

And also, when he found out that the girl had made him suffer unjust harassment, he felt his anger creep up from the depths of his heart.

It's very unusual for him to be known for his calm settling.

"Leonora......"

Alberto shrugged slightly, shaking his head gently to switch consciousness.

He still has things to do.

With the footsteps he deserved to say prince, it was now time to leave the spot.

"Well."

Bianca, left alone in the dining room, was now standing in front of Oscar and Rolf.

Oscar narrows his blue eyes, still in an elbowed position on his knees.

Because Bianca's appearance certainly felt something like the majesty of the Empress, which had not existed until earlier.

"Senior Bernstein, Senior Kvanz. As a junior academic senior - and at the same time, as a friend of Leonora's, I'd like to say"

For the first time, Bianca called him senior. Not as a princess, but as a single student, to emphasize things.

"First of all, I would like to apologize that my brother, an uninvited guest, has come aboard the Tea Party, to which my seniors have invited me. I was supposed to deal with it."

And the princess glowed her eyes with the same ice blue as her brother's, and said unto her, Though.

"What Senior Kvanz told me as the spirit of this tea party should be discussed between Doris and me, if it were meant to be. You two got cracked in there - so forgive my brother, will you?

When Bianca called him "Doris," the former/samurai made her face stretch.

"I'm sorry about the other day. I got your face dirty...... You seem completely clean now, but did someone heal you?

"... of the Instructor with the College, to Master Harald"

"Yes.... good. I'll give my thanks to Master Harald."

The conversation, spinning gently, was blocked, however, by Oscar's mockery.

"Hang on. Is that what you call a 'conversation', junior high? No matter how many students you claim to be, I don't think you're going to be able to resist the royal family."

- Leonora.

But now Bianca took the word butt.

"Do you know what kind of life that kid had before coming to this college?

…………

With those thin fingers, Bianca gently touched the cutlery placed on the table.

"You all know about The Painting Case the other day. She has the comprehension that doesn't seem to grow up in Lower Town, the way she sees things that don't suit her young age, and the manners that only seem to be a skill in forming blood - but that's why no one realizes. That kid's, in a spectacular past."

"The past?

"Yes."

Someone snarls at your throat. Bianca's story had so much power to attract people.

"She can't fluently manipulate her native language, Weitz. You lost your mother sooner rather than later. But why? Why, someone else didn't tell her the words. Plus, the habit of shaking your shoulders to be frightened of something from time to time. Unnaturally white skin when it comes to growing up in Lower Town. - If you're a good and reputable senior, you know what I mean?

"No way......"

"... damn"

Rolf faded and Oscar frowned in bad shape.

"Yes, because a stranger who looked at Leonora's beauty locked her up in a place like a prison with no sunshine and gave her little education, using her adult powers to fold it."

For a rich vocabulary, Bianca's explanation scratched people's imagination more than Kai's.

From the surroundings, along with the sound of breathtaking, "Oh no..." "Terrible...!" and other whining leaks.

"Besides, from what I said earlier, 'Happy to be eaten on a plate', that kid..."

"No way, not even a meal...?

Bianca nodded forcefully against Rolf, who shrugged.

"It probably is. That despicable, extreme raw man never put that kid on the table, and I wonder if he gave him an occasional meal, he must have shoved some of the supple vegetables and old cheese shards around her mouth, like making him a dog or a cat......!

The delusional power, or even imagination, exploded by the adolescent girl portrayed a cruel and dull environment.

"Regardless, she said, 'Happy to have you around' and so on...! She always does. They ruined my dress, even planted needles, and they cared,... they said they got favors...! I found a slight tenderness in the violence I was given, and I just had to flatter it...!

The suppressed voice was disturbed again because of it, and tears were coming to his eyes painting a beautiful arc.

But no one did anything to make fun of it.

Gusu, sipping his nose and regaining his composure, Bianca dropped her gaze on the various plates thrown at the table.

"Take a look at this product. Raw cream not readily available unless you are a wealthy household, sweets with plenty of sugar, fresh fish. She could have smiled all over her stomach, but she turned them into leftovers for nothing because it was you, seniors who never had a problem eating - a trace of the Bernstein Chamber of Commerce."

…………

The Oscars didn't say anything.

"You said your predecessors were drowning in power as royalty. So, who's spoiling it for the financial strength to get it bored? Your predecessors said the weak couldn't resist. So who involved the weak Leonora, who loves people's favors even in an environment of misadventure?

Bianca took the fork she was stroking with her fingers,

- Dunn!

Momentum pounded over the leftovers.

"You are in the same pit as us. I should have rebuffed your deception instead of figuring out how to cut through this shitty plate."

Bianca, who glances at two men of better stature than herself, was full of majesty as a princess.

"- Now, if you'll excuse me. The more disrespectful the middleman is, the more forgiving."

One last word so to speak, the Empress does not look back and leaves the dining room behind.

The dining room where she left was left only as quiet as she hit the water.

The first person to break the silence was Rolf.

"-So... I'm going to be so rude. Hey, Oscar? Shall we continue the 'Tea Party'?"

"Stop."

However, a quiet Oscar voice rejected the suggestion of a rubbed tone.

He lay down his deep blue eyes and seemed to be thinking of something.

"... at least, Bianca's remarks now have a muscle through them. We'll have to apologize."

"Oscar......"

The surroundings, including Rolf, were puzzled by such grunts of leaders known for their radical words and deeds among the anti-aristocrats. Oscar, who seems to have felt it, carves a grin on one cheek, "Oh, but".

"Of course, that's not for the Crown Princess. Leonora von Harkenberg himself. Wouldn't you?

"Yes... yes"

Rolf strokes his chest down relieved. Even as him personally, if he could reconcile himself with an adorable girl, he never went beyond it.

"Leonora von Harkenberg, huh?... Let's remember."

A quiet dining room sounded Oscar's low voice.