Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Gustav opened his eyes and folded over to Natalia, who had been silent for a moment.

"I can't tell you the whole story because of the load, but the suicidal witch is also a floral form for the nobleman, isn't it? Are you glad you gave way to Harkenberg, who suddenly came out, even though you were preparing for it?"

"… well or nothing, because there was someone more worthy than me, that person undertakes the role. Naturally."

Can't you get emotional?

Wouldn't my voice shake?

Natalia answered faintly, trying her best, inspecting carefully.

Because this is the truth.

Because it was a norm in an aristocratic society, and it was my idea without falsehood.

But Gustav narrowed his eyes sharply, reminding him of the Raptors, and told him to poke through this gap.

"... you're always so stupid"

"... what?

"Suitable or not. Correct or not. I'm not asking you that shit. I'm asking you if you want to or not."

Towards Natalia, who was going out of line, Gustav packed a step away.

"You used to call Harkenberg abnegation, but from me, you're more abnegate. I don't have any."

In the last word, I feel my heart freeze.

Small objections about what, but they didn't condone it.

"I rage for my friends, pretend to be calm for the princess, run for the prince. The ear feels good, but for your own sake (...), I also want to ask you what you do."

I could see that my heart was making a noise when it was bulky.

No, you can't.

At the end of his question, there is an answer I do not want to touch.

"Stop..." he muttered small, but Gustav overlapped the words earlier than that.

"If anyone is more worthy than himself, he will give up the seat of admiration of the Lady and the seat of the Queen's candidate. Are you glad about that? If you've spent time and effort working towards it, isn't it normal to think it's not funny"

"Stop."

"But you look really flat. Wouldn't that surprise me? Don't you have a greed for what you want to do or what you want to do?

"Please don't!

Shouting out loud, the opponent pulled himself away like he was angry.

Shaking her arms off into that gap, Natalia hugs herself sooner or later.

Gustav shrugged his shoulder at the signs of a vigilant cat.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't even going to hunt you down that far -"

"It's okay, isn't it?"

When blocked and thrown away low, the opponent opened his eyes.

"... clingbail?

"There's no way I'm fine. Of course, right? You're not just a weather man who lets go of the dragon symbol, gives up the witch's seat, and can't help feeling anything."

Again, Natalia thought.

Whether calm or not, I always scratch my heart in front of this man, even though I try to penetrate the standpoint of the bystander.

For what I normally suppress, uncontrolled emotions wandered in my body in search of a curtain.

"Yes, I'm not fine. I am now an ugly hunter. But it's not because I wanted to be a queen or a witch of life."

Natalia said away with a faint voice, as if to spit out poison in her body.

"When I lose those roles, because I'm an empty person - there's nothing I want to do, so I'm moaning!

Once you scream, you can't go back.

Natalia shook her throat at at the emotions that gushed later on.

"Because before me, 'things to do' were always more overflowing than 'things to do'...!

daughter of the Duke's family.

Natalia von Klingbail was the most stately girl in the empire until Bianca, who was also the daughter of the Duke's family, took the throne of the Crown Princess.

She was blessed with a supreme identity and also had the talent to deserve it, with various kinds of education early on.

Values worthy of the future Mother of Nations, the poisonous manipulation of Clingbail, any discipline.

The young girl also had a harsh amount of instruction. There were days when I wanted to escape.

Still, knowing that the labor of the Weitz people for the rest of their lives was dedicated to a single piece of their own cohesive dress - I believed it was the nobility's, own responsibility, and endured.

She knew that it was her existential significance to do the given role properly.

Being a prince, I couldn't overlook Alberto for renouncing what I wanted, so, half of it is for me.

The way he turned away from his greed and tried to perfectly perform only his role was as if he were looking at himself.

By running for him, I tried to gain comfort for myself.

But seeing my cousin escaped the curse by the presence of Leonora - let's admit, Natalia, was jealous.

Because Alberto is no longer walking toward the throne of his own free will.

That's because he was a human figure opposite Natalia.

Bianca, whose will was clearer than the former, began to gain the status of beloved son of the Spirit and make that confidence more and more unshakable.

Poor Leonora, because she greedily overlays her efforts to stand next to Alberto with the radiance of her will in her purple eyes. Yes, she's moving, not because it's a role, but because she wants to.

So she didn't let go of the dragon symbol when she was pushed. - Unlike Natalia.

"I... I'm the only one, empty. Without a role, I don't know what to do......!

I didn't want to take the seat of the queen or the seat of the witch.

But if I had to give them away, I seemed to lose my raison d 'être, and I was scared.

And I didn't deserve that.

"... there's no such thing as a human being who doesn't want to. Ah, you too. I don't know."

Gustav, who was quietly listening, says that.

The voice was surprisingly gentle, but there was no room in Natalia today to realize it.

Instead, when she heard the words, she blushed.

"-... thoughts..."

A voice that spins smooth sentences all the time trembles with all due respect.

"I wanted to exchange thoughts with someone..."

When I told him in a small voice, a tearful Shizuku conveyed his white cheek.

Cover your mouth with both hands to hold down your trembling lips.

A whimper that still didn't stop spilled through the gap between his fingers.

"Mercy someone sincerely, like Master Alberto... laugh at each other from the bottom of your heart, like Master Bianca. Like Leonora, don't lie, believe and defend someone to the end.... not because it's a role, but because I like them and they like me, they shake their minds, touch each other, let each other through... That's what I wanted to do."

He said it, and his self-derision leaked.

How childish.

It's like a girl you don't know.

How ridiculous is your greed compared to the surroundings that are marching towards wanting to be worthy of the throne of emperors, beloved sons and queens?

This thing, if you're a normal person, you're supposed to be making it happen without greed.

"But"

Scold your trembling throat and scratch your temper. Natalia glanced up at Gustav and let him pull up the edge of his mouth.

"Because of you, I also abandoned that greed. Because I knew it was a romance or something.... thanks to you, I'm brilliantly empty of things."

I'm glad I was able to at least stare at them instead of crying them down.

Natalia flinched as she wiped her tears gently with the back of her hand.

If the path is blocked, then leave through my door.

but.

"- Yikes!

Goo, again with his arms drawn, Natalia lost her balance.

Keep your hands turned to your hips and your body inverted.

If you noticed, you were in the other person's arms.

"Hey..."

The shadow falls and you understand the other person's face is approaching.

With her amber eyes gently lying down, she turned her gaze stiff.

The next moment, I felt heat on my lips.

………… …………………………!

Twice, I try to get away with sticking my arm up.

but I was firmly pulled back both times.

Was it a few seconds, or a few dozen seconds...

When Gustav let go of his lips with a hot exhale, Natalia's face was about to burn so red.

The calves and hips crumble.

He was held again and sat in a nearby bench where he was about to collapse on the floor as he left it.

So as to block the way, the opponent, standing, tong, and his right hand follow the back of the bench.

From close range he uttered in a whispering tone of good words of example.

"You don't talk about it in the past, kid."

"Nah... nah... nah"

The opposing Natalia just opens and closes her mouth when it's as sharp as a fish.

Gustav laughed delightfully, grinning Natalia's jaw, glancing at her lips with her thumb.

"Blood poisoned red. You were quite a beauty, but a crying face is better - don't"

"………………"

The decadent carnivorous instructor turned to Natalia, who was at a loss.

"It looks like my hips are crushed, but it will heal by the time the moon goes up"

To that phrase, it's much breathtaking.

Behind Natalia's brain, an exchange in the diocese one day arose.

- Paralysis, you can take it at dawn.

"On your way home, I hope you're not being targeted by stupid men because of that upside-down face. but chill your head and cheeks before you go home."

"... you... eh"

Gustav stroked Natalia's hair, which he must have caught.

"How do you do?"

And finally, he laughs and leaves to the back of the cathedral.

Natalia dismissed herself afterwards.

"-... Oh, my God..."

The fever creaks up.

Until then depressed thoughts, grinding, moaning, everything blows up and feelings like a source springs up from within your body.

Natalia pressed her still burning cheeks with both hands.

"Hey, what the... eh. How mundane......! Oh my...!

Passionate.

Natalia burst into tears of confusion.

Such emotions, I don't know myself.

For the most part, it is not easy to speak to younger students without mentoring them.

"Ke... you're a wise candidate... eh"

When I heard it around Leo, I said, "Buho!" and whined the cursing words that seemed to blow tea, not including anything, and Natalia stuck her face against the back of the previous bench.