Seijo ni Narunode Nidoume no Jinsei wa Katte ni Sasetemoraimasu ~Outaihi wa, Zensei de Watashi wo Futta Koibito Deshita~

The crowning ceremony of the Virgin of the State of Astoria takes place as soon as the next Virgin is determined.

Unlike the crowning ceremony of the king, the present Virgin is given the crown of "Virgin" at the hands of the present Virgin herself during her life.

Its next crowning ceremony of the Virgin was finally approaching the day after tomorrow.

The crowning ceremony takes place in the cathedral standing between the first and second tower gates. The entrance was closed during the selection, so Liz and the candidates never looked inside.

Of course kings are invited royalties, heavy ministers, nobles, etc., to celebrate the crowning of the next Virgin.

The soldiers were also called by the royal palace for close coordination and meetings with the clergy, precisely because of the expected state of stuffing on that day.

And Liz is also in the middle of confirming her attire at the hands of the samurai in a room in the Second Temple.

Even if the crowning ceremony takes place, for the time being the present Virgin is on the table, and Liz is its aide. In the meantime, they want me to remember my work as a Virgin.

(For now, my first job is a crowning ceremony. decent, we need to get through this)

The moment she exhaled her determination, Liz groaned unexpectedly as she was tightened up her corset.

Put on a thin underwear and put together a white robe that even has an ankle over it. The waist is loosely tightened and there is a lot of fine lace around the clogged neck. Plenty of intricate embroidery of silver thread on the chest area and hem, luxurious enough to tremble just through Liz and other hands.

But is it necessary to tighten the corset so tight, even though it is somewhat of an extra size robe? Blurring in my heart, the samurai head said.

"To make your body line look clean, start from the inside. You need a corset."

When I glanced at the head of the samurai, I nodded as if I knew.

"Only during the crowning ceremony. Don't worry, you don't usually have to wear it."

Good. Liz relieved herself from the bottom of her heart.

Finally, it would be complete if a stall containing the temple's texts were applied from the shoulder.

"You should shorten your sleeves a little bit."

"Let's narrow the waist, too."

As the samurai were consulting, they were remembering the coronation procedures taught to the clergyman.

"I will explain it again in detail, but after the oath and baptism, I will give you the Virgin's staff. Please hold it in your left hand. And if the present Virgin instructs you, fold your knees slightly and sit back. Because I will wear the crown of the Virgin over the present Virgin" -.

for final adjustments such as the length of the robe's sleeves and hem by the samurai,

"" What do you think?

And I saw Liz a little further away. And

……

What is this silence? It bothers me a lot.

"Um, something?

As the samurai returned to me as soon as they did, they laughed and exhaled with admiration.

"I'm sorry. I thought it looked great on you. The white Virgin costume, of course, appeared in the dark hair of the historical Virgin, but Liz's white hair makes another difference."

"Yeah, you're right! Red eyes are the accent, right? Like a jewel."

Indeed, Liz's white hair and red eyes showed the Virgin's white robe well. As the entire body is almost pure white, two red eyes linger as deep as a gem.

"... thank you"

I'm uncomfortable because I'm not used to being praised. I'm glad, but my whole body, it makes me muzzle.

A young samurai knelt beside Liz.

"Excuse me. Let me brush my nails......!

"Nails, is it?

I'm just confused.

"Yes! Because it's a crowning ceremony somehow. Let me brush your whole body!

Even today, I was washed through my body in a hot tub with a pretty strong force, or after being lifted, I was painted all over my body with a muddy thing called cleansing my skin. Many times. And more than that, they also go mistletoe with cold water.

(Still do?

Impact.

"It's the beginning. This is the real deal. Until the day after tomorrow is the time of battle," said the head of the maid, who had inspected Stoll with care.

"Excuse me," said the young maid, taking Liz's right hand, who lost her words. Carefully brush your nails with a coarse cloth with wet eyes and a dry cloth and apply a thin, thick cream like honey.

(... restless)

Liz, the civilian, has a lot of discomfort in asking him to do this. My shoulders get stiff.

Then you thought Liz was nervous for the crowning ceremony, and the young samurai spoke with a bright red face.

"It looks really good on you! It's really true!

"... thank you"

A young maid laughed happily at Liz, who was surprised but thankful.

(Kind of looks like Natalie, the way this kid talks)

A clear and bright way of speaking at the end of the story was for Natalie of Tundele, who was a candidate. Though this samurai doesn't seem to be a tundra.

Still feeling rounded and warm, Liz smiled unexpectedly.

A young samurai works hard, brushing Liz's nails.

"Master Liz is magical, isn't he? Some of you have magic that isn't brunette black eyes! I don't know anything about being rude...!

"It's perfectly fine. Because I seem special."

The first time I saw it, both the clergyman and the present Virgin said it.

"Well, I never knew I was magical."

"Huh?"

The samurai opened her mouth pompously.

"- You didn't know? All the time during the selection?

"Yes, not only me, but also the other candidates and clerics"

Liz glanced at me for saying so much because of it. Well, there's no choice. Because no one would have thought Liz was actually magical.

"But I really wanted to be the Virgin."

So I did my best. Even if they keep saying it's not appropriate.

The look on the young lady's face shook bewildered. As the Virgin, who thought she was on a distant cloud, was unexpectedly perceived to be familiar.

But for a moment, my face darkened as if I had thought of something. The brilliance of my eyes is fading, too.

The reason for this was that Liz found out with "her own power."

"- You had a lover you promised to marry."

The samurai opened her eyes and gave her a stunned look. How do you know!? I told you so.

"But the lover's house was held up by a quasi nobleman to make a difference from yours. And the lover is getting married to the same aristocratic lady."

The young samurai of the civilians were abandoned and introduced to the position of samurai in the temple so that it was at least an apology -.

The samurai chewed her lips off and nagged.

That's what I heard somewhere. Liz thought, staring faintly at the squeamish of the samurai.

(You'll regret it)

Sincerely, you will regret it. I know. It's so sad. But I also told myself that I had no choice.

Liz cleared the ceiling.

I wanted power that couldn't beat my identity. I wanted something free and able to live like myself.

"I regret it."

Crushing quietly, the samurai raised her face. I don't see any tears. It's just the inside of my face, the thing called facial expression is getting blacker. I guess it's because I've swallowed up all sorts of thoughts. I wasn't convinced, but I had to swallow it. That's why.

Liz turned her sincere attention to the thought so that she could take the whole remorse.

"I remember it, too. Nobility and civilians, we know they are different identities, and we know that what we have built up is different. But only when life, life or something important you can't buy with that kind of money is at stake. I want to talk to you equally. I wish I could have a world where I could talk. That's what I thought."

Young samurai don't even wander. I just faintly opened my eyes. Like seeking salvation.

"I went to the temple and wondered if I would or could change anything if I could be the next Virgin. Don't feel sad again. And he told me not to make anyone else feel sad. So that's the kind of world I'll make. Must."

Unlike in my previous life, when I was just a candidate, when I could only escape from irrationality.

That is not something far out of reach. On my own, I'm sure I can do something about it. You're in such a position and you have such power.

Staring straight at the samurai with her strong red eyes and smiling, the face of the samurai, which was solidified without tears, slowly collapsed.

Tears came to my eyes looking up at Liz wholeheartedly, like I could see the light.

You just have to make this crying face smile. You just have to convince me wholeheartedly, laugh and walk out. I thought so.

I heard a knock, and I heard Keefa saying "excuse me".

Liz stretched her neck reflexively. Keefa glanced at his face from a wooden partition placed in front of the door of the room.

Keefa, who sees Liz, swallows up like she lost her word. And I smiled as I stared at Liz blindly. Close your eyes as if you saw something honorable.

Liz was embarrassed in an instant by an honorable, honest grin that seemed very happy.

"Liz," Keefa said, just taking a step.

"Your Highness. With all due respect, Master Liz is preparing for the crowning ceremony. Don't interrupt me because I don't have time. Besides, it's forbidden for men here. I wonder what all the lookout clerics are doing."

and the samurai head said clearly, Keefa was promptly expelled from the room. At the same time I heard a samurai-head complaining about the priest on the lookout.

There were signs that someone had come into the room, as if they had made that gap. "Cleric," he said on the other side of the partition, half shuddered, half angry samurai voice.

"His Royal Highness couldn't even let you through. And the clergyman, of course."

"I've kept a message from the clergyman. Tell her to tell the next Virgin immediately. That's why I need you to pay for it."

Lloyd. And what you're saying is probably a lie. Even if I can't see Lloyd's expression, Liz figured it out.

The lady who responded seems to be lying, but she doesn't seem sure. I'm asking the young lady to ask me if it's true. There you go.

"I don't know anyone else because they asked me in secret. He asked me to bring Liz to the temple because I was a priest. Anyway, I'm the one who has the most trust in the next Virgin."

Whose trust do I have? Liz had sincere doubts.

When the samurai sighed and nodded reluctantly, "Okay," she took the other samurai out of the room.

"Well," he said, eyes to eyes with Lloyd, who looked satisfied.

Moment after moment, Lloyd opened his eyes. Liz, dressed in the Virgin's costume, stared at Liz often as if her breath had subsided, and blinked slowly.

After I opened my eyes, I looked like my usual Lloyd.

"- That's white. My whole body."

"You're still watching"

"Stop saluting me. Be officially the next Virgin soon. By contrast, I'm just a cleric. I don't even need a 'mr.' way to call it. You can call it off."

"Okay. Lloyd."

"... maybe a little more after I hesitate"

Liz laughed at Lloyd, who was bumping into me.

"Thank you, Mr. Lloyd"

"Why are you thanking me?

"If Mr. Lloyd hadn't spoken to me in the village, I wouldn't be here right now,"

Lloyd looks like he's going to shine, and he hurries away so he can't be seen. Liz heard what was on her mind the whole time.

"At that time, in the village, why did you ask me if I had a key? I'm not magical, I'm just a civilian."

"- As soon as I got to that village, I heard a maid from Emilia's mansion talking. Liz is a daughter with strange powers that people can't find."

So I was convinced. Convinced, okay.

"What a lie you lost the key you left from the current Virgin by smashing your bag. You deliberately put it under the guest beds and tried me."

"Exactly," Lloyd said, laughing.

"But it was a hit. Did Liz tell you about the yellow string on the key? Before I left the temple, the present Virgin told me." The silver key can be seen to be one with a little holy power. But that string isn't what it looks like '.

I said that without looking at the real thing. That's when I thought. Whether you're a civilian, affectionate, or magical - well, magical - this girl is the vessel of the next Virgin. "

A gentle breeze does not blow through the room. A curtain mounted on the window swept in the wind. Liz's hair is hemmed in Lloyd's robe.

Did you believe me? From the beginning.

The thoughts that come in are terribly warm.

"But that sounds more interesting, so of course there was."

I guess so, Liz smiled.

Lloyd knelt one knee on the floor. And I looked up at Liz, and I smiled calmly.

"Congratulations. The Next Virgin, Dear Liz Stefan"

It's the same sight as then. For a moment, I felt like I was back in my hometown village.

"Bye," Lloyd smiled a little lonely and tried to walk away.

I called it off there. I want to tell you something. From the bottom of my heart.

"Mr. Lloyd. Where are you at the coronation the day after tomorrow?

"Where? - It's the same place as the other priests."

He turned around and looked like he was going to get hurt.

Major people from all over the country visit the Cathedral to celebrate. At the center are the next Virgin and the present Virgin, as well as the King and the Cleric Chief. Behind that which surrounds them, I heard the clergy line up.

I know that. Liz continued with a grin.

"It will be there the day after tomorrow, but where are you going to be next? Plus, what's next?

"What are you talking about?

Lloyd flashed his face when he said he didn't know what it meant.

"So the crowning ceremony is only the day after tomorrow, but the Virgin will continue to do something about the ceremony, right? I'm going to tell you about that time."

Lloyd, with his hands on his mouth as he thought, faintly opened his eyes. Staring straight at that surprised face, Liz made him laugh invincibly.

"Where are you going to be then? A place with the other priests, or -?"

Lloyd seemed to understand what Liz was trying to say when she laughed invincibly. My face swells like it's impossible.

Liz didn't look away. I haven't even lost my invincible grin.

Eventually Lloyd, with his hands on his hips, exhaled for a long, long time.

And I looked up, and I shifted my gaze to Liz and laughed small.

"- Right. It sounds funnier watching it nearby, doesn't it? Right behind Liz."

Right behind the Virgin, there's only one person you can be there. Only the Chief Cleric.

"Do you want to go for it? It's a pain in the ass, though. Yeah, it's a real pain in the ass."

Words reside on the back, with a pleasant light on the cheek.

With all the footsteps running away in front of the room, Liz remembered.

"Mr. Lloyd, you're lying about keeping a message from the clergyman, aren't you? You'll be pissed off by the ladies."

"I'll get out of here before then."

Lloyd shrugged his shoulder and looked at Liz laughing.

In a moment, Lloyd's expression switched to something that worried him incessantly, in an instant. The black eyes of the cleavage dwell in a strangely serious light.

"Mr. Lloyd?

Lloyd put his index finger on his mouth as he whispered Liz's words. And

"Only now"

Whispering with a faint voice like a variety of thoughts, he put his hand on Liz's head.

As hard as I could hear it sounding comfortable with the washer, I was struck hard with my head as if I loved children or animals. You don't have to look at it. I can see your hair getting crunchy.

"Um...?"

Looking up without understanding the explanation, Liz was staring at Lloyd wholeheartedly. The look on your face so that you can tighten the chest I showed you earlier.

Childish behavior and too tiny a look. And to an attitude that's too different from the usual Lloyd's, Liz can't move much of a surprise and confusion.

Lloyd's hand, which was on Liz's head, came down beside her head as she slipped. I slowly took Liz's lateral hair into my hand.

Slowly, mercifully and lovingly, Lloyd's fingers slip down Liz's muscle of hair. Touch your hair with all your nerves and take care, just as you are aggregating all your emotions there right now.

Liz couldn't move, and she couldn't turn a blind eye. I first noticed Lloyd's feelings.

When it didn't help you at all, I couldn't help but want to scratch my hair.

Why didn't you notice? Of course, it's because Lloyd didn't even give it away for a bite, and maybe Lloyd himself, he hadn't noticed his feelings until recently.

It seemed like a long time had passed. Liz's shoulder-length hair ended and Lloyd bit her lips off faintly and let her fingers go. That was just Liz's clavicle position, and Lloyd's finger touched the clavicle. Liz's body trembled unexpectedly. Lloyd's fingers have strength. At that time...

The movement stopped. Lloyd's gaze stared at the ring at the tip of the leather strap lowered from Liz's neck. The ring Keefa cherished as a child. What Liz got.

Lloyd smiled unexpectedly. A lonely grin that seems to be similar to giving up, like you know it, like you have no choice.

And I let go of my fingers and raised my face.

"Congratulations"

The face I laughed small, it belonged to the usual Lloyd.

I felt a little wind blowing through the room, even though the windows weren't open. It's as if it represents the end of things.

And I said it in the usual light tone.

"We need to dress up at best. Anyway, she's the Virgin of Albino since the beginning of the Astoria Nation. As beautiful and graceful as the people lose their voice - can't you?"

"I can't."

I got a normal voice. The usual exchange. The usual tone. I'm back. I kind of hated myself for being horrible.

"Well, at the crowning ceremony,"

Lloyd smiles, waves and walks away. And I turned around.

"Keep it up. Dear Liz."

"Yes, Mr. Lloyd."

"No salutations. He said it was okay to call it off."

"Okay. Lloyd."

"... as good as it feels, you have no hesitation"

Lloyd leaves the room laughing small.

That back, Liz kept dropping off after the door closed.