"Alice......?!
Turning to the voice heard from the main gate, the person in front of the gate called out to the guard and was about to rush into the premises of your mansion.
"Oh, could it be..."
He's quite tall, but I don't think it's a mistake.
"Brother Ville!!
I am. Then I jumped in with Po on the run.
"Wow! Hey, eh?!
You didn't think I was going to fly in, Brother Ville hastily hugged me.
This man is Wilhelm Erin Virgil. The relationship from me is the admiring brother of your neighbor.
He has sweet eagle eyes in his white and green hair and is quite handsome. I guess I was fourteen this year.
"Alice, are you okay out there? I'm very, very happy to see you in a long time, but if it hits the wind, go back to sleep............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Brother Ville was the one who uttered words worrying about this one with the impetus of Angry Tao, but stopped moving as if he noticed something.
"Alice, did you just call my name?
"? Yes, I called you"
……………… ………… Shh. "
Brother Ville shouted vigorously as if he had seen something incredible.
"Shavetta aaaaaaa?!?!
I miss that crap.
No. Isn't it if you're going into it calmly? I haven't seen your brother in a long time since the Rouge case, and you'd be surprised.
This brother adored me without a threshold, but with considerable worry, he comes down with great momentum, as he did earlier.
Because of this, I was too irritated to be pathologically timid, and I've been avoiding it for two years. That was so close I couldn't stop by anymore.
I think you did something I'm sorry about.
"Oh Alice, when did you get so well?! I couldn't talk until a while ago, and as soon as I slept... You were so weak......! You look great... you have rosy cheeks, and more importantly, you look so cute!!
Doesn't the last one make any difference?
Reply while I think.
"Uh, I've been feeling better since last week or so. There's been a lot going on, but it's gonna be awesome and long, so ask everyone for more information?
I think your father, in particular, will speak in detail with all his soul.
"Oh well...... Anyway, I'm glad you're feeling better. Good, Alice......!
Brother Ville rejoiced in tears and held me tight. Maybe if this wasn't the outside, I'd be crying without my sides.
"I'm sorry to be talking to you, Master Wilhelm. I've been reunited because of this, and would you like to contact your husband and wife to attend today's tea party?
When Connie calmly, but spoke to Brother Ville with a nori called "It's Comrade Wilhelm," Brother fluttered with flowers and rejoiced.
"Absolutely. I definitely want to interrupt!
"Wasn't that your brother on his way out somewhere?
Turning to the simple question, my brother answered with a hunch.
"I didn't have any plans. There's Alice. There's only one tea party in the world."
Is it Dai-oon? I thought so but kept quiet. I wonder if some of my older brothers were actually born in Japan.
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Well, that's why it was a tea party with the addition of your neighbor's brother.
My brother is close to both of our parents and is a close relative. It was originally scheduled for a loose afternoon tee, so it was just before, but it was possible to participate if the maid was sent to contact me.
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"Thank you for your sudden participation today"
When Brother Ville said so, his parents laughed furiously and replied, "I want you to come whenever you want," and the Petite Tea Party began.
As the pleasant breeze strokes the cheeks from time to time, the autumn roses in the garden bloom beautifully, and on the white garden table there is a line of three-stage afternoon tea sets in exactly such winds as a three-o 'clock snack. It's a peaceful good afternoon.
Your father talks about it until today, and your brother listens to it as he reacts with an annoying cry.
I was listening to that in silence with my mother, but, uh, I decided to ask what I cared about.
"Mother, there's actually something I was wondering"
When I changed that, my mother said in a beautiful voice, "What?" He responded.
"At that time, your mother used magic when the chickens were full of power, when they were half moon, what does that mean?
Yes. It is a cane fantasy element.
Reborn into this world, it's magical!! Fantasy Yan!! And after an exciting second, I hadn't touched it at all because it was bothering my head to solve the rouge problem.
But the cleanup is finally over, and this is how the family can tea peacefully. I couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, Alice is already interested in magic."
The giggling mother gave me a commentary.
"Chicken is about the incense of the elder flower that was full of ground. That's the only incense your father burned in his room."
Hmm. There was definitely a musky smell in that room like a muscat.
"It's not that guy's everyday incense, so I knew right away it meant something. At first, I was pessimistic because Elder Flowers are sometimes used in marriage...... the use was clear if we knew the situation. And half a moon is going to be filled with words that hope to amplify magic."
I see. If it's the magical effect of Elderflower, I remember reading it in a occult book from a previous life. Is it something similar in this world?
"That was for exorcism and amplification."
Mother laughed and praised me fluffily after closing her eyes as she was surprised.
"That's right. Alice knows everything."
Apparently, it fits generally. Mother laughs naughty and continues.
"Since ancient times, we have decorated the entrances to houses and livestock huts with dried flowers to avoid thieves and to use trees as ingredients for magical aids. … that's exactly what I was about to be thieved of, so it was just fine."
Well, I listen seriously as I think I don't have the tools to make notes.
That's how she was listening, but her mother put grief on her fluffy expression.
"... and more importantly, because it's a tree that protects that child's grave, you must have used it on that spot."
"... you're my sister"
I nodded as I was convinced.
Your sister means Alice, who died right after birth.
My parents were convinced of this designation.
Should I say "predecessor Alice" to me? In fact, the parents of this world are ahead in the order they held it in their arms, so it's a feeling, sister.
More importantly, I fear the gentle events at that grave visit - which are still a convenient assumption - have not become very admirable since.
I got up because I was worried about how this was going because my mother had come up with a hard topic after the conversation.
Put your head on your mother's lap sitting in a chair and slip away like a cat.
I'm fine because I can be sweet like this, that's an appeal. And hope your mother's grief is at all disputed.
Mother stroked my head gently.
As she enjoys the touch of her mother and child, she realizes that the place is quiet.
Hmm? And I looked at your father and brother, and... regretted it.
Yeah. There were two unfortunate good-looking guys looking at this one with a terrific Deledere face.
I decide not to see it and put my head back on your mother's lap. The two men were miserable when their expressions collapsed for what was good.
Is your mother used to it or relaxed without worrying about you? And he took a bottle of rose that was born on the table with supple hands and decorated my hair.
"I knew Alice would look good with a rose."
When I give her a face, her mother is laughing happily.
"Really?
I can't see it myself, so I put my neck around it and show it to you, and your mother says, yeah. At the edge of his sight, his brother and father were so nodded and affirmed that his neck was likely to be removed.
Well, my coloring is thin in white, silver, gold and dye. Maybe the rose red shows.
I look at the rose in the garden with that in mind. It's autumn rose season, so it's full bloom.
"Mother, the roses in this garden are so beautiful"
"Yeah, I'm a favorite, too."
Mother says happily.
"There was a place called the Imperial Garden, and the roses there were so lovely that the gardener told me to imitate them."
"The Imperial Garden?
When I put a question mark on a word I was unfamiliar with, my mother explained it to me in a quiet way.
"You probably don't remember Alice because she only went there when she was a little girl. This mansion is near the center of the Imperial Capital, but it's a little further west than here. It's very big, and it's partially liberated."
Is it a nature reserve or a national park that Japan calls it?
You're only interested in the protected nature of the fantastic world!
"You are! I'd love to go there and try to imitate it."
When I say that with my eyes glitched, your father? I casually suggested it.
"Why don't you go?
"What! Is that good?
Turning around and double-checking, your father put the handsome face that was returning because of him back to the unfortunate face, and said, Unh unh unh with a dele face.
"As soon as Alice's health stabilized, we were talking about going somewhere in rehab. A royal garden wouldn't be that far away, and it would be just fine."
"It's about a quarter of an hour in a carriage, and that sounds good"
"How about you, too, if you don't mind? Will you play with Alice?"
"Yeah, definitely!
Planned Parents & Brothers in the Ass, Fantasy Garden! I mean the world out there!! And I started burning quietly.
I slept in the carriage when I went to Jaime's castle, and as soon as I did, I came back.
Is there a magical creature or something? Do you have any suspicious herbs? What are the people out there like? Hmm.
"Already sparkle my eyes so much for the picnic...... cute, my daughter is"
Your father squeaks when he sees me with a lot of delusions.
Father, it's more of a glitter than a glitter.