On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

Follow Cayone as he listens to his students on the road.

It was scattered on the floor of the year to be mistaken for a cuttlefish. Don't you ever get so frightened?

"This way, huh"

Apparently Cayone headed toward the gym.

They're starting HR soon, so they're also starting to pull up morning practice for the clubs.

He stopped once, unlike his colleagues in the crossing that connects the school building to the gym.

"I'm not going to the gym."

There must still be a lot of clubs left in the gym.

Cayone doesn't seem like a guy who acts like he can see it at a glance.

Then it's between this school building and the gym, what about the courtyard?

Nobody should be spending this time there. It would be busy with a lot of students at lunch, but no one would have business using it there in the morning.

Turn the road on the way down the crossing and turn to the courtyard.

Unlike some female students heading to the school building.

When I was thinking of listening to the story if I hadn't seen Cayone, I found the person I was looking for.

Six benches set to enclose large trees in the middle of the courtyard.

Cayone sits on one of them.

Back a flower bed with colorful flowers, somewhere to be lonely.

"... ahhh"

What shall I do?

Though I've tried to come, I don't know what to say to you.

There's no way you can come out of me with any kind of thoughtful words, rather you can't just accidentally say weird things and step through the mines.

I stopped my leg and watched for a while before the prebell rang from speakers across the school.

Hearing that, Cayone apparently doesn't try to move.

I have no choice.

Will I skip when I get here?

"Cayone"

In the meantime, I'll call you.

I can't help butting in forever.

Cayone, who was bending over and thinking of something, looks up slowly and looks at me.

Is that slow movement because she's depressed?

"... Dear Wind Hospitality, Can I help you?

"What's wrong? Nothing."

Cayone looks at my face with a thin laugh that hasn't made me laugh.

I have a little swelling around my eyes, and my eyes are congested.

I'm guessing there was something in Prince Atl's words earlier that would hunt her down so far.

"Utai asked me to. I can't leave him, so he wants me to come after you. I was worried about you."

"If you're utah, I'm worried. I'll be fine. All --------"

Shade down on its beautiful face again, and Cayone leans down.

"----Because it's rust coming out of me"

I shrugged so with a trembling voice.

"... uh, if you can't tell me, can you tell me"

"Huh?"

Look at my face again, Cayone shudders.

"What. Well, I want you to know about that prince. Uh, are we going to duel? You want any information on the enemy? Sounds like you guys are looking into my situation, and, look, it's not fair."

I don't know. This excuse.

Is that painful?

"... Dear Wind Hospitality"

"Hmm?"

With a Kyotong face, Cayone keeps looking at me.

"You're very, very bad at lying"

"... what are you talking about?

They found out.

It seemed painful after all.

"Heh, heh, heh"

Hands on his mouth, Cayone laughs elegantly.

Including its chest boost and tall height, it looks so grown-up that it doesn't seem the same age.

"Hey, what's up?"

"No, he's clumsy, I thought. You look just like His Highness."

I don't like being with that humble prince.

"... Your Highness was also kind in the past. I'm a lousy liar, but I'm a good looker, very hard-working, hissing, and I can't leave someone crying. He was like that."

"Heh."

From him now, I can't imagine a bit.

A great guy who bends his mouth to a letter to and turns that way like a fluke.

That's my impression of Prince Atl now.

"We've been together since we were very little. Before you even feel comfortable yet. Because I, the mother of Me, was His Highness's nanny. It was almost like siblings."

"Childhood tame."

"Yes, Your Highness's mother. Lady Laure, the Second Queen, fell ill after giving birth to Her Highness, and died as she was."

... Heh.

Well, those places might be similar.

"Your Highness's feathers, don't you think they're different from ours?

"Feathers? No, you were white"

That feather like a bat.

Even though Cayone and Utah feathers look black, Prince Atl is white enough to say pure white.

I thought it was that kind of race.

"The Dylan royal family is born with feathers of that color every few decades. Proof of having very strong magic. If you are a royal with the historical White Wings" Hakuba, "it is already a great achievement."

"So you're saying he's got some amazing magic, too?

Then why are you so despised about yourself, Eight?

"... Yes. Magic too strong to even control you, Your Highness. Probably the strongest help in the history of our country. That 's---------"

Cayone closing her eyes and looking up at the sky.

Align your feet as you sit down, gripping and closing the fist you placed on your knees hard.

Regrettably, I squeezed my lips cuddly really remorsefully.

"----I still suffer Your Highness"

With a trembling voice, Cayone leaks with a plundering voice.

New tears accumulated in his eyeballs, so much so that he still seems to fall zero.

"... I don't know. What's the problem with that?

I dropped my hips on the bench at a distance of one body from Cayone.

"... His Royal Highness, who lived in it from childhood with powers that even adults could not afford, was, to put it badly, like a bomb that did not know when it would explode. Sometimes the magic that leaks from him hurts His Highness himself. Your father, His Majesty the King, imposed a procedure on His Royal Highness, who had just been born without having to stop."

"When I was a baby?

"Yes."

I realized from Cayone's face that the treatment was not the only thing.

"On the sphere continent there are minerals that fog magic. Azinc Anka is a rare ore that resembles iron ore."

"Ajin Anka......"

Is that it?

The name, like I heard recently.

Oh, Alba Germain said, the ore Jaja and Nana need.

I do think that was the name.

"His Highness, in his second month of life, applied a tattoo, Irezumi, all over his body, built with AzinAnka as a dye. As the only way to fog up enough magic to destroy you."

"... he said he was two months old. Is that okay?

"It's okay! You don't have it!

For the first time in my sight, Cayone barked emotionally.

I'm already crying clearly out of those eyes, shaking my firmly gripped fist.

"... excuse me. I'm a little confused."

"Yes, no. I also asked a little too casually. Forgive me."

Tattoo "Irezumi" dyed with Ajin Anka stone, huh?

I don't think so, but is Aruba going to impose that on Jaja and the others, too?

No, no, you can't.

Absolutely not. That.

"Well, what kind of trouble did the prince have with the tattoo Irezumi?

I have to ask.

I feel like this is all I have to know, as rude as it may be.

"... When I was little, my skin was too sensitive, and even a little dust made my whole body bright red and I always cried. Skin diseases and complications developed at the same time, and combined magic with 'here' medical technology took my life, but maybe as many times as there were. Therefore, when the environment of the King's capital impaired His Highness's health, it was to be rested in a lake protected by the Inteira family before the age of one. It's a healing lake with sea dragon-like scales."

Sea Dragon Scale......

Does it work like that?

Does it have any unusual effect, even on the appearance of the Aoi or Rouge dragon?

No, it's more about the prince now than it is.

"Thanks to years of cleansing my body with water from the lake, I managed to become a crowded body by the time I was in my senior year in kindergarten. But I still clean my body once a month with lake water for about a day."

"How about once a month-----oh, you had metastatic magic. No."

Should I go by magic and return by private Royal plane?

No, you've been resting a few days together, these guys.

"What's serious is magic."

"Magic?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness's original magic power was enormous and he had no choice but to carve in the more powerful magic crest of the tattoo Irezumi. But this is not a carefree substitute for fine adjustments. As a result, Your Highness is releasing the magic of 'All' out of your body."

All magic.

It's a story that doesn't really come to us with magic.

"Born with white wings, the royal family has made various achievements in the world from generation to generation. The people are still counting on His Highness. Knowing what's going on."

"But you can't use magic on princes, can you? Then..."

You can't live up to the expectations of the people.

"... Your Highness was working hard. All the time, all the time. Even if I couldn't use magic, I worked hard to believe that there must be a technique that could live up to expectations on other paths."

Cayone looks at me and smiles gently.

It's like seeing a prince then, with nostalgic eyes.

"----but cruelly, Your Highness was a genius in other fields. The other princes possess the gift of studying and socializing, gently surpassing His Highness in internal affairs, production and the military. Your Highness is never inferior to people. Because..."

Meditate "Crush" strongly with your eyes, and Cayone takes a deep breath once.

A trembling exhale went through his throat and leaked out of Cayone's mouth.

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That's a weak voice, like a twisted one.

I wept, suppressed whimpering, and still lost to the air coming up from my lungs, a sad voice.

"I was trying. Master Atl, you've been working really hard. He even wasted his time sleeping every day trying to be a wonderful prince who lived up to the expectations of the people in order to be praised by his father, who had only met him a few times! My skin hurts! Bear with the surrounding shadow mouths that disappoint you on their own! I was desperately trying! Yet! Yet!

Enough to know clearly already.

Cayone is disturbed by bending his face to Gushagusha.

The tears overflow one after the other, leaving a great reservoir of water in his clenched fist.

Speaking of which, I'm just flabbergasted that I don't see a voice calling.

I don't know what to say, I don't know if I can stop her from crying.

"Being chosen as" Me the Sea Dragon "was the first achievement for Atl! Build your body! Learn tactics with all your heart! It was just one pride to work out and gradually get" Shiya "!

"I am the sea dragon..."

Is that why you duel with me?

Yeah, if that's all I'm proud of, I kind of see the story.

A pride without him wants a duel with me.

I guess that's what I thought when I didn't want to let go of that at least.

"... excuse me. Also, I'm disturbed."

"Ah, oh. 'Cause it's okay."

Cayone scratches her lid with both hands and weeps.

Look at that, I think.

I really thought you liked that prince thing.

"... Your Highness was delighted. When I finished the selection ritual, he jumped straight into the Inteira family and said, 'Finally,' with a full grin on me, proudly."

"... I can't imagine it from him right now."

Reminds me of Prince Atl, who looks great in arms behind the classroom.

Its appearance of bending your mouth to a letter to and sitting bored does not coincide with the current story of cayonne.

"------ The incident took place at the fortieth anniversary festival of His Majesty the King's reign. It was the first reunion in years with his father, His Majesty the King."

"Incident?"

Breathed Cayone, his gaze dropped to his feet again.

Take a shallow, deep breath and raise your face slowly.

"His Majesty the King said that at the same time as His Royal Highness's inauguration of" Me of the Sea Dragon, "you would lower your right to inherit the throne to the bottom."

All I could tell you was the color of sorrow in my eyes, after all.