Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

In your mother's home garden, it was there.

"It" is the tomb of Alice, my real son, born just before Alice was born in the world.

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After everything from that interrogation to the disposition of Rouge, my parents and I were visiting the castle of the Haime family, your mother's home.

Mother and father's son sleep in a painting of the castle's vast garden.

"Here... you have that girl"

Mother fluttered and whispered on both knees in front of the grave.

Through the blooming garden of flowers from the castle, through the birch trees that began the red leaves. Beyond it, on a hill with a view of the lake, at the foot of a Tonerico tree, the tomb was secluded.

It was from me that I offered to accompany you to this grave.

Rather than that, you cut it out of me because both your father and mother were trying to postpone visiting the grave themselves, paying attention to me.

I want to go see him, he said.

When I think of the pompous faces of my parents at that time, and the crying faces that followed, it's the ones that make me laugh or cry.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to see you inside."

Your father followed your mother as well. Kneeling on one knee in a knightly position, he speaks to its tomb mark.

I watched the sight quietly behind me.

Your father goes on.

"I was afraid Eleonore would break into the fact that you were dead. That's how I looked for a replacement."

Your father grumbled to regret both "Alice" and "Alice".

"That night, I left you breathless with someone I could trust, and I ran my horse into the orphanage and forced him into it. Then all the time, resent my wife and me for keeping lying to the new daughter I welcomed. And I loved my substitute daughter with a traitor... please... Alice......"

I heard the words quietly because I know this penance was just directed at "Alice".

Next, my mother begins her penance.

"Alice, I will still remember the joy of the moment you were born, and the pain of knowing that the moment you held it in your arms, you would soon die"

My mother prays as if she were a nun praying to God.

"Please forgive my weak mother who lost consciousness and could not even nurse your death as soon as postpartum...... And don't question your husband about your death, be as angry and resentful as you like with me for loving your new daughter who welcomed you"

So silent, just behind my silent parents, I decided not to hesitate to pray.

"Alice Riveka Orculus. I swear I will inherit this name and protect your parents."

all the time there were signs of my parents looking back, but I pray for "Alice" with my eyes meditated.

"Whatever feelings you had for me, I accept. So please, forgive me for protecting your parents... Forgive me for staying by your side."

When I chanted that, one leaf fell from Tonerico, even though there was little wind, and I rode fluffy over my head.

Coincidence!

I shook my head to scold myself. In an instant my anger boiled against me.

I think it's like forgiving me for depriving you of your place as a result...

With one of the leaves, it's like being comforted by you, presume at will!

I thought so and felt my body wrapped in something warm the moment I shook my head and re-meditated my eyes.

A pleasant and strange sign that your body is losing its strength. That quickly slipped away.

When I opened my eyes almost crying over it, I could see your father and mother coming to hold me in tears.