"Lee. Where? Where are you?
"Right here..."
I hear a pleasant voice in the wind from the garden. Noah is playing with Oliga, the Permitted Borderline Lady. In this engagement, determined by His Majesty's voice, Mr. and Mrs. Lead Borderline stayed at a mansion in Wang Capital for some time for revelation.
Uncle and his daughter Oliga were due to return home in about a week because they could not leave the territory vacant for long in the absence of the principals.
Fortunately, from the first meeting, Noah and Oliga seemed intentional. Noah seemed to like her enough to call her "Lee," nicknamed, and she seemed sorry when she found out she was going back to the realm in a week.
I was in the seat I had set up on the balcony upstairs of the mansion, colluding with Lady Laird Borderline Uncle Juanne. From here, the kids in the garden look good. The two of them seemed to turn into tree climbing at some point when they thought they were hey.
Then I could see Noah climbing after the climbing Origa to bring and follow. When she saw her daughter climbing the tree, Mrs. Borderline peeled her eyes off.
"Lee, it's dangerous. Get off."
"Daijibu. Oh, come on."
"I'm sorry I'm okay."
To her daughter, who unhesitatingly lowered her back to the branch and waved her hand, the Lady shouted up, eyes to eyes with me, and said the punishment seemed bad.
"I'm sorry. My daughter is past her grandmother..."
"Kids are good enough to be healthy."
I understand well the mother's desire to make my daughter's heart certificate a little better for me to be the future girl of my daughter. But you two are only seven. It's important, but I didn't care that Origa was my grandmother when I wanted her to stretch out as much as I did when I played.
I was chasing after my brothers when I was around. It's weird to ask the kids what they couldn't do.
The quiet frontier in front of her, Mrs. Uncle Bo, looked at Origa worried about the harrassment. Origa was a beautiful girl with a mother-like appearance, with blonde hair and blue eyes on her mother's conceded face. My father's borderline uncle has blue eyes in his gray hair. He's sturdy, so it feels like he got a good spot for each of us.
Kah, haha. And as I hear the laughter of the children, Mrs. Borderline says with an sorry look on her face.
"As long as you're ashamed of yourself. It's because I grew up surrounded by nature. I ran too far."
"Lee is a good girl. You can say hello properly, and not only do you say things that harm others, but you don't act like you hurt them."
"Yurika."
"Unfortunately, some kids aren't even able to do that. Lee is excellent."
I told Mrs Borderline that I was sorry for not being good enough. If you say that, the other noblemen will not be able to do it at all.
Sometimes my sister is a sidekick and Noah is a playmate of Her Royal Highness, and I had the opportunity to go up to the palace several times.
Therefore, as far as possible around His Highness, some of the noble children who were brought by their parents to greet them did not have any attitude or behavior towards those who were visible at all. Especially not as much as he who became a nobleman, and in the future, he remembered what would happen if they grew up.
Perhaps those who say so will be kept away from the Prince, His Royal Highness's caretaker, in danger.
The aristocratic marriage was a political one, and my sister cared because the parents were left to the nanny or babysitter as soon as they had a child, and she didn't see about the child or anything. Apparently His Majesty had a sense of crisis about it, too. They had their heads on the fact that more and more kids had said that year after year.
From what Phee asked, he pointed out that in front of the ministers at a meeting one day, and decided to set up a place where the noble children of Wang Du could gather to learn, so that the construction of the facility would begin next month, and if it could, he would send the noble children through there for educational guidance.
Oliga is not compared to the kids who said so, she's a good polite kid. It's not even a matter of pointing it out from my point of view.
"Lee says you can play lute, right? Master Juanne."
"Yeah. My grandfather was the bard. I didn't teach you anything in particular, but I think I learned to play naturally while playing with my grandfather's shapely lute as a toy"
"It's amazing. Must be talent. Let me ask you something once."
"No... Because it's comforting..."
Mrs. Borderline, who tries to refuse to listen to what I have to say. I know it's from reluctance, but if they pull it off too, as for this side of me wanting to be intimate, it was when they thought I was lonely being distanced.
"What. Are you sure?
And there was an adorable voice and Origa came into the room with Noah. They both got tired of playing outside, decided to take a break.
"Yurika. Can I ask you something?
"Will you play it?
"Yes, Yurika, I want you to listen to me."
Oliga nicks and says. When she saw it, Mrs. Borderline said, "Lee," she was trying to pull it off.
"I want you to let me hear it. Me and Noah are interested in instruments, but we can't play them. Hey, Noah."
"Yeah. I want to see where Lee is too. If that's okay with you, let's go for it. Let's hear it from everyone."
"Terrible. I can't believe it's a presentation. Such a great thing."
Mrs. Borderline peeled off her eyes. Noah looked at Origa's mother and said, "Me, something wrong with her?," he tilts his neck. From that attitude, I thought maybe Mrs Borderline was mistaken.
"When we both say a presentation, it's not like we're gonna call a bunch of people, is it? The audience's about Kieran and the others to me and Fion, right?
"Yeah. And Lee's Oodle, too."
"Wouldn't a mini presentation be nice? Master Juanne."
"Well, that's fine with me."
He noticed his mistake in my remarks, and Juanne leaked a big sigh. I asked Oliga what was wrong with that attitude.
"Oh, my God. What did you say you were doing?
"I'd be surprised. Lee, I thought you were going to play lute in front of a lot of people because of what you said about the presentation."
"That can't be right. Oh, my God, that's so creepy."
Juanne was leaking a bitter smile to Origa, who laughed karakara. Mrs. Laird Borderline said she was not humiliating the child, but guiding herself. I felt like I figured out Juanne's character. He said he was only cautious.
I guess I was being explored by her. Keep your daughter and see if she's a good person. Slow down is the house where my daughter will be married. There are no parents who want to make their daughter struggle when it comes to political marriage. Especially women, who tend to have hard eyes when they think of their daughter just because they are of the same sex.
Now, did I get a point from Lady Laird Borderline?
"So when do you want Happy?
And behind the exuberant children I smiled at Juanne.