Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

I enjoyed my fluffy, rocking skirt and walked with my brother, and at some point I followed the stairs without tension.

"Leah!"

Your father runs up the stairs, not like a nobleman.

"Ouch!

Reaching out as usual, your father soaked up and laughed at me. In the meantime,

"Ooh..."

The twist echoed under the stairs, and I became stiff. I inadvertently enjoyed my time with my brother, but today was a revelation.

"Does Leah want to be introduced to being held? Or should I stand on my own?"

Your father's eyes say you'd like to introduce him with a hug like this, but wouldn't that be a bad idea?

"Vagina"

"The hug."

"Vagina"

"I have no choice."

Your father took me down the stairs softly as he embraced me with regret.

"If you go down below the middle, I'll let go. Then I'll say my name myself and thank you. That's all. I can do that."

"Aye."

It's okay. I practiced courtesy. It's the stairs that greet you, so you don't have to lower or cross your legs. Just kneel down a little and put it back together. Your father pulls my right hand and walks three steps ahead. My brother walks a step to my left. Moving slowly and stopping, your father let go of his hand softly.

Looking forward, there were a lot of people. It's a party. I chuckled happily. I shouldn't, say hello.

"Ri Ria, O-rubansu"

And I bent my knee just a little bit and stretched my spine. It's never a good idea.

A warm applause arose with the voice of wah. He laughs like he did well when he looks up at your father. When I saw your brother, he snorted at me.

When the applause subsided, your father lifted me up and put me on one hand, turning his hand on your brother's shoulder with the opposite hand.

"The circumstances delayed the show for a year, but it is the second birthday of our beloved daughter, Lilia Albans. In addition, our heir, Luke Albans, turned twelve. I want you to live with me today."

Your father's voice was over, and the music went off at the same time as your brother gave a sneer meeting. Each of the people began to move back to interacting or trying to say hello to their father.

"Because there are so many people, Leah should be your father for a while"

"Aye."

My brother has received greetings from many people as a successor to Albans, even to my brother. And there's food and drinks that look delicious at the table here and there.

"Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh"

"Leah's just eating."

Your father laughed. Even if the cock kept it for me, I'd eat something yummy if there was a gap. That's what matters. You want me to look at people because it's a revelation? It's too much to know. Someone will come one of these days.

Yes, there are many people coming to your brother, but no one has come to me and your father yet. I had no idea my daddy was unusual and everyone was hesitant at the time.

"Dean!"

"Harold. And Marcus."

People's waves cracked so fast that two people approached me. Is it a parent or a child? I have gray eyes on my very similar gray hair.

"Is that your beloved daughter back there? He seems to have managed to be frightened."

Winter cloudy grey eyes gently loosen.

"Father, let's start with a greeting. I'm Marcus. Marcus Morsey."

"Makashiu"

"That's right. Mark is fine."

"Maku. Ria."

Oh, no. I need to say my last name properly. I got stuck.

"What a marcus. I didn't know you'd say it first. My name is Harold Morsey. Uncle Hal is fine."

"Father, Uncle Hal..."

The mark is on. Well, I think it's good if you say so.

"Uncle Haru. Ria."

"Have you come with your uncle? Yeah. Fine..."

Your father looks at it with cold eyes.

"Harold, you even hesitated to let me call you Harold, what is that?"

"What the hell, Dean? So you want this adorable toddler to call me Morsey?"

"Oh, that's"

Yes, your father's loss.

"Ri, Leah"

Meanwhile, it is Gil's father who is in shock here. Next door Gil puts one hand in his eye and has the expression Ah.

"You don't have any more referrals. Stan."

"But"

Gill's father is lifting his hands up at all costs.

"Even I've never even had my name called. Uncle and all that. Leah, even I want to be called Uncle Stan."

My brother and Gil, they say, "Call him and shut up."

"Uncle Tan"

"Leah!"

"You can't reach out. Leah won't let you hug her."

"Not today!

The crowd wave broke again so that we could go for a busy place. Little children rush there.

"Come on!

"Leah!"

Your father dropped me off. I run over to Nico.

"Congratulations, Leah."

"Thanks."

"Don't be so hard on Leah now that she's gone."

"Shit, I don't know."

Nico seems satisfied, but I don't think it means that he will suddenly have less time to sleep because he is two years old. But it's also pathetic to shatter expectations, so leave it vaguely deceiving.

"It's the first time I've come to all the vans, but I'm terrified of you. Leah, why don't you stay with me?"

"Aye! Oh, my goodness."

My heart moved by the word play, but today I was the star.

"Nico, I'm not saying I can't. Leah's the star today."

"You old fool!

"Happy Birthday, Leah. I was listening. Call me Uncle Lambert, too."

"Ran"

"Wait, Leah."

Your father stopped me.

"Your Highness. Can you stop acting like we're royal favorites from appearing at the birthday party of your daughter under one minister? It's annoying."

Whoa. This is tough. The area got quieter at the top.

"The Royal Family and the Four Horses are a pattern of reciprocity. Neither top nor bottom, and therefore it has nothing to do with whether it is a favorite or not. We all know that."

His Highness Lambert raised his voice somewhat and waved loudly to everyone to appeal to him so. Seems convinced that simple things would be, to put it that way, but some don't.

Is it not a good idea for the royal family and some of the Four Horses to get along specially? Or is it not good for the royal family and the Four Horses themselves to get along? I think it's one way or another, but I didn't get it.

"I'm just a father who came as an escort to a child. Everybody enjoy the party."

Nico's father's words made me blurry back to the party. And I crouched down in front of me, and when I looked at him, he was not a small voice.

"Hey, Leah, with Uncle Lan."

It's easy to say, but looking at this one alongside Nico is more than enough to have golden hair all over her golden eyes.

"Oh, my goodness."

"Something like that! Uh-huh. It's our home."

"Exactly."

I looked at the two who seemed impressed and happy.

"Hey, Leah."

"Aye, Uncle Ran"

I answered in a very small voice so that no one else could hear me, and the three of us laughed hehe.

"Well, cute. Is this your daughter?

That's how a woman's voice came down to us. Who is it?