Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

Speaking of which, although there had been physical dangers before, I felt smug that I had lived in a kind world. Though I'm not telling myself, this exchange is a little scary.

"Leah, I'm just having fun."

Although I enjoy Aunt Julia's hugs, I don't particularly enjoy scary conversations.

"It would be difficult for anyone else to come and say hello to the royal family even if the Four Horses were so gathered together. Shall we move the place a little?"

I nodded at your father, but I looked remorsefully over the table.

"Of course, let's not have a drink"

"Aye!"

When I had Aunt Julia drop me down, I was able to get a drink and drink it while they watched me not spill it. Of course, no one accidentally tried to juice on me by mistake.

"Come on, it's dangerous to walk amongst adults."

As soon as I finished drinking, your father held me up. So I moved a little bit, and now my brother greeted a lot of people with me, but honestly, I don't think I can help but get better and more appropriate from the middle of nowhere. In the meantime, you just have to smile.

Soon he circled around and joined Gill's family again. Both the gentle Aunt Julia and Uncle Stan, but don't tell me that I was a little relieved to be able to rendezvous with Gil.

Aunt Julia looked at me gently and reached out, so I was held by my aunt again. I'm a little happy. But your aunt said casually, shaking me.

Luke, Diana's here.

"Dear Julia, I hear you're coming."

"Yes."

So I talked, and somehow an awkward silence came. Does Diana mean your brother's real mother?

But I could see a woman slowly walking from the other side of the room, as if she had signaled it. I had green eyes on my blonde hair, and the year was as beautiful as your father's, that is, just like Aunt Julia or a little younger, although she had a calm atmosphere, she was a beautiful person.

"Mother Diana......"

My brother accidentally said it. On your brother's shoulder, your father's hand gently circles and draws. In the eyes of your brother, who looked up to your father, there was trust.

He said he was unfriendly with your father, divorced and married to another. I've heard far away that I didn't care much for my brother, but that's all I know. The man stopped in front of his brother as he walked shaking his high knotted golden hair.

"Luke, since summer."

Summer, when I was on the border. I guess that means we see each other once in the summer. I watched a man named Diana from the side when Aunt Julia held me, but her eyes were certainly filled with joy to see her brother.

"Diana, Mother"

"Happy 12th Birthday, Luke"

"Thank you"

Though dull, I was relieved that the warm air was flowing properly. But the eyes of a man named Diana moved away from my brother just a little bit awkwardly, and turned to me. The eyes opened slightly wider.

"Well, you have the same eyes as Luke."

Same as your brother. Not your father.

"You're one of the stars of the day. Happy Birthday. I'm Diana. Luke's mother's."

"Ri Ria, O-rubansu. Hey, Auntie."

"Well, cute. I wonder if she'll come with me."

I can't even resist the word auntie. I think children are cute. I like children enough to reach out to me that way. Then why did you leave your brother?

Of course, it's because it's a trail for the Four Horses. I guess I couldn't have taken him even if I wanted to. I don't know the truth. But it seemed to me, as if he was running away from his brother and father now, that he would have run away even then.

"Hey, Auntie."

"What?"

"I don't know if I'm here."

"Huh..."

Aunt Diana is also wrong, as your father first made a mistake. You don't say anything, you don't come from yourself, so it's a mistake to think you're not asking for it.

"I'm staying, oh, my God. Most of all, stay here."

I wonder why, Aunt Julia's hand is stronger holding me.

"To Luke."

My aunt Diana's eyes turned to my brother to say if it was okay. To your brother, who has been staring at your Aunt Diana.

"Mother, may I hold you, Luke"

Your father must not say anything. I said something. I shut your father up with my eyes like that.

"If your mother wants to,"

My brother got a little upset. Aunt Diana approaches her fearful brother and reaches out. Pull in your stretched hand once. I glanced again, and now I held him properly.

My brother, who looked like a small child compared to your father, doesn't look very tall and much bigger when held by his slightly shorter Aunt Diana.

"It's grown. I wonder if she looks a little like me, though she's grown up. That's a lot nicer than Dean was back then, Luke."

"I don't know if I'm nice to you."

I know you're trying to be nice. Then your father kept his mouth shut a little longer. I shook my head at your father, who still said something.

"Wasn't your father nice?

I don't think I can if I stick it in there.

"Whatever you said or did, he wasn't interested at all, he was mean."

"I don't know if it's mean, but it doesn't change that you're completely indifferent to things you're not interested in, your father is."

"Having a second child doesn't change you."

Now it's time to say something to your father, and I reached out.

"Oh, my God."

"Leah."

I don't want you to look like you haven't held me in two days.

"I just want to go over there."

"Then go. Luke."

"It's okay. Take Leah with you."

"Right. Okay, Diana, take your time."

"Thanks"

Leaving my brother and Aunt Diana as they were, we moved to a table a little over there. You two are talking about something. Good.

"Leah, I should have let Julia see you sooner."

"Aye."

But does that mean I was trying not to let him see me?

"I should have worn the right nanny, but the timing was off, and I kept that generation of women away from me because I might fall in love with my mother one day."

Oh, my God. Okay, maybe.

"Oh, my God."

"I was daring you not to come out. I took Claire, I took your mother, but I was afraid you might cry in love with her."

So you were all around your uncle? I'm a little awkward. But I don't know what to say.

"Ria, please. Old lady, old lady, old lady."

"Diana, too. It's strange."

Wasn't Aunt Diana a cute person? Hi, Dad. I feel like I don't have eyes for a woman. Wasn't it a miracle you were able to marry my mother?

And your father didn't realize that I didn't say I liked Aunt Ange.