Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

Karakara and the sound of the wheels rolling over the cobblestone.

Convenience The sound of four wheels and a two-headed hoof is all that surrounds me and my sister.

"You've only spoken a little about my family before."

"Yes...... About your parents..."

Answering that, my sister's hand that accompanied my jaw stopped. But that's only for a few seconds in time. Immediately, the fingertips also move along the ridge of the jaw.

"My birth home, the Count of Aurore Border... had two daughters"

"... the two of you?

That... that means your sister has either a sister or a sister?

I was born a twin.

Trying to answer the question in my head, your sister kept doing so.

"... what... eh!?

It took me awhile to understand that word. But when the meaning pervaded me, I was up and looking back at my sister.

"Huh, twins... so you're saying there's someone else who looks just like your sister?

"... yes, but that's what you feel coming out first?

Your sister has a frightened laugh, but, but that's what matters to me.

"Heh... your sister, you two..."

It's already a miracle that there's so many beautiful people in this world. I kept my fallen in love face close to my sister and stared at her.

"I don't really take people's faces seriously anymore."

Then her sister deviated from Hui and her righteous face toward the window with her gaze.

"Oh, excuse me..."

Reflect that it was a little too floating. Your sister is talking about something important right now, so she tells herself not to do something that breaks her hips.

"Is that it? A twin... which is a sister or a sister, do you have one?

But I thought so, arrowhead, my mouth was so overflowing. Things When it comes to your sister, my mouth can't slip.

That's what I don't have.

But your sister didn't seem to be offended, so she answered.

"Even if we tie the history of the long Aurore house, we're the first to be born twins. That's why my parents loved us and raised us."

"You're a lovely parent"

According to the scarce knowledge of the aristocratic world I gained by the book, there were issues about the inheritance of a house that would be made more difficult if I were born as a twin, such as putting one out for adoption or, worst of all, killing it.

As I lay my chest down for not doing so, but...... your sister tried to exhale heavy air and rocked her shoulders.

"... right. Nice...... Yeah, really... kind and warm people..."

"... sister?

Back to back with words, your sister's face doesn't float. The smile I saw just a little while ago has also scratched off now.

"But, you know, you can't do that. My parents have ruled the land for a long time thinking about the people, but in one respect... they've made a huge mistake."

"... mistake, is it?

"... Iris. Though you may not know...... You shouldn't raise children the same way. that, in the aristocratic world"

"... well, that's..."

Hit me, like I just thought? Are you saying that you think you had to kick one of your sisters out of the house?

"For generations the Aurore family will be inherited by their eldest son. The first child born has the right of first inheritance."

"Well, then... the first... maybe your sister. Wouldn't it be better for one to inherit? Even if you say twins, you're not born at the same time..."

"I wish we all thought the same thing about you, but we don't. The fact that you are a twin gives birth to a seed of discord, and grows heavily."

Your sister put her hand on my shoulder looking back. And pay for a room of hair on my shoulder.

"And the fact is... the Count realm was about to be divided into two parts. Of course not. I don't know which daughter will inherit the house in the future. The minister who follows also has something to protect, and seeks more asylum to celebrate the daughters of those he serves..."

……

It's a story that leaves no room for slapping. My sister's past, first heard, tends to be in a way... but that's why it reached my chest, with authenticity and seriousness.

"With two houses, the fruit doesn't grow."

Your sister keeps her body quietly behind her back and sees the view flowing out the window. I lay my hands on your sister's lap and look at her side.

"On the contrary, they can both rot away."

"So..."

"Yeah, so. I cut myself. Instead of our sweet parents, who can't lay their hands on us."

Your sister sighed in a breath as if to exhale the accumulated starch (discharge) in her chest.

"... No, you're not. That's pre-construction. I ran away. From that house. From that land. I couldn't even breathe. I didn't like that world, and when I realized it, it popped up."

Your sister glanced back at me with a willow brow. Those eyes, which were burning up red in the battle against the Sands Ones, now look like they're sinking dark.

"That's your sister"

But that was a matter of seconds. Your sister turned bright and funny after intertwining her gaze with me.

"What do you think? It wouldn't have been funny, would it?

Your sister told me not to despise herself when she put this chain on me. I guess that's why, this smile.

"Yes, it wasn't funny"

I honestly answered that. Your sister puts her hand on her mouth, and she is queasy.

Honestly.

"But it's good to know"

"Really? Wouldn't you be disillusioned? 'Cause I threw everything and ran away, didn't I? Parents, sisters, ministers, territories, inhabitants, everything."

Every time I overlap words, my sister's chest aches are transmitted. A smile is floating over its appearance, but somewhere bitterness is transmitted.

"Born as a nobleman, living free of all odds, this is how I live, relinquishing my duty when it matters?

Determined, reality is something that doesn't necessarily accompany me. But your sister is looking up to her temper. To keep the promise made at that time that this necklace was also a testament to the oath.

"I do not know about the aristocratic world. Maybe around Griddiz you say bad about your sister's choices"

I climbed out with my palm on my sister's lap. Exhale is so close to each other that I stare at your sister.

"But I'm not disillusioned. Your sister says she ran away, but I don't think so. Wouldn't that be the best way to help everyone? Above all..."

As I was getting it done, so was I... stroked your sister's cheek with my other hand.

"If your sister hadn't done that, I wouldn't have been able to see your sister. Even with that in mind, I personally fully support your sister's decision. Whoever says anything, I'm on your side."

Your sister's skin, I knew, was soft. A bunch of peachy hair there is oddly glossy and I'm a little... no, I'm pretty thrilled.

"Yes... right. That's why I met you. Perhaps this is a gift for the goddess."

"That's right. That's right!! Your sister is a priest, so no one will complain if you tell her."

When I slipped my mouth on again, my sister-in-law pounded my forehead.

"Here, I don't speak the Goddess's name lightly."

"Yes...... Sorry......"

It didn't hurt, but I was surprised when the pen went up loud and I pulled my body and did my hand on my forehead.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did it hurt?

Then your sister looks worried, peeking into my face.

"Yes, no...... it's okay. It sounded good, so I followed."

"Pfft... right. But when you look at it like this... you have a surprisingly wide forehead."

"That's right. Genealogically, there seems to be a lot of people like that."

I scratched up the redhead that became visible to my eyes with both hands.

"Me, I've been teased by Micaña for a long time because of this forehead..."

"Oh, how?

"He's just going to say stupid things about wanting to stick around, cheek on, cum on. Well, I know he's not normal, so I'm ignoring it all."

"Oh, yeah... you are"

I don't know, I think your sister's gaze is stabbing you in the forehead. Maybe your sister is a pie person who wants to touch my forehead just like Micaña.

"... hey, you think I want to follow your sister too?

So I asked horribly. Then my sister turned into a very sorry face.

"... don't you get mad?

It's already bright and white at that point. It's like saying you want to touch it.

"I'm not angry at you for very few things."

"... well, right. Iris is a sweet girl."

Yeah, that's right. I'm a sweet girl. So forgive me for the occasional rumblings and tea eyes, sister.

"Sa, I want to touch you... 'Cause you're so cute."

"Pretty... It's just your forehead, isn't it?

"That's not true. Your forehead, it's very nice, isn't it?

I didn't know your forehead was nice...... how is this? Is Carol's tail cute or something like that? Then I know a little. Though I have no idea my forehead is comparable to that one in Carol.

"May I touch it?

"Go ahead, do what you want. Because I belong to your sister."

I put that aside and stuck out my face with Twi. Your sister used to stroke my cheeks and jaw so much, but when it comes to the forefront, she's cautious. What the hell's the difference?

"Sister. May I ask you one thing?

"I wonder what?

Your sister strokes my forehead with one hand. When you get glanced at, it tickles a little.

"Master Yuhanna told me that one day I would return to my house... is that true?

"... right. I've been out of that house for years. I think it's time to settle down in the realm, and maybe go back someday..."

"... yes, what is it..."

What happens to us when the time comes? What about the party? What about the adventure? Your sister... what will you do then?

Will you be away from me?

"Hey, Iris"

It was when I was thinking about that. My sister, who seemed to be staring at my forehead, got her gaze down softly.

"Yes? What is it?"

"Then why don't you come with me?

"What... is that okay?

"What are you talking about? It's obvious, isn't it?

I've heard it from Toslin before. Borderline ambassadors have the equivalent of a marquis. On top of that, there are only dukes and royalties, who say they are close to the highest ranking among the nobles.

Your sister, who is literally a nobleman's maiden with the power to protect the country's borders from external enemies, is a princess. With someone like that......

No... no. That has nothing to do with it.

"Because you're my sister."

Yes, I'm this guy's sister. I'm a little confused about being alone in the world... but I'm allowed to be beside you.

"I want you to see it. The city I was born and raised in, the mountains I looked up at, the streams I saw..."

So, I can be a little rough. You can be selfish. Even if they say no, it's just enough to stick around.

Besides... your sister will never, ever reject me. I have that confidence.

"I'm so excited about that. But... isn't it a mistake to run around, swim around,

"Pfft... right. I'll tell you about when I was raging around."

Your sister, rambling......?? You know, I kind of couldn't imagine a word popping up when I got there, huh?

"Aha, absolutely, isn't it? Will you definitely take me with you?

I turned my hand around your sister's neck and hugged her.

"Yeah, definitely..."

Your sister hugs me back like that, too. We feel each other's heartbeats in a narrow carriage, albeit for six.

"Ah..."

Your sister's arm goes down to her waist and draws me in.

Lifting her hair as she stroked her forehead, her sister leaned her glossy peachy lips towards her dewy forehead.

"I promise. My cute Iris."

In this space where there is no one but us, only the word sounds as meaningful.

"Glad to hear it, sister"

I feel your sister's lips on my forehead, and I give them back.

Even after the kiss, your sister sensed that I was having difficulty leaving, or she held me for a long time.

We stare out the window, either way. There are streets dyed up by the sunset.

I've seen that sight several times before.

People walking relaxed on their way home. Flowers illuminated on a red day and showing a different beauty than at noon.

There's the usual, the usual landscape, but...

"Beautiful."

"Yeah, very"

Seeing over your sister's side. That seemed like the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.