Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

I hardly slept last night, and my chest has been pounding since morning.

I still don't know why I was chosen by the angel caretaker.

The bishop said, "Pure children are what they deserve."

I'm glad you can say it's pure, but I wonder if there are children with a cleaner heart than me.

I'm sure you had an idea of choosing me in that way, but can I live up to that expectation?

It's an honor and a pleasure, but I'm very anxious and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Her feet were fluffy as if she were walking on clouds.

Today, I meet the angel for the first time.

Though it was so much as not to pass through my throat, I thought I shouldn't fall down because I was hungry, so I flushed one sandwich for breakfast with milk.

Now I'm dressed up in my usual monk's clothes so that I don't have to be rude.

God, and Mom.

Please watch me from the sky.

From here on out, I wrote after the visit.

I don't know what to write from.

The angel was lovely.

I had seen a similar painting in the newspaper, but the painting was braver and colder.

The real angel is very kind and may be rude to say this, but I remembered my mother a little.

The angel was at the "Sky Palace", the deepest part of the Grand Shrine.

It is said that this is a place that reproduces the dwellings of the gods in heaven, and although it is like an oak tree, no one usually lives or stays here.

But there are angels there now.

The angel looked at me at the beginning and gave me a slight bow.

When the bishop introduced me, he asked me about my birth and upbringing and my family.

I was wondering why they were asking me this, but it was very easy to talk about why. When I think about it later, I feel like I got on my feet and said something extra.

For the time being, I just wanted to see you today, so I just wanted to say goodbye.

On his way home, the bishop said, "You seem to like it," and encouraged me to take care of him.

As the bishop said, the angel was embarrassed, and many caretakers were kicked out, and many fled with a loud voice.

I didn't feel that way at all, so it was a fluff.

Besides, I initially called the angel "Angel," but he said, "Don't call me that," and gave me your name.

She said it was Diana.

The name was a little special to me.

Her sister also named Diana, and one day she said she was a decoy fighting evil people on the moon eater.

Little me also realized that I really liked my sister and thought she was dusty.

But one day, my mother stopped talking about her sister, and when I said about her, she said, "Don't listen to her anymore," with a rusty autumn wind.

It was a small incident, but I still remember his name because I've been naughty ever since.