Souen no historia

Soji tried to go from the flower fields to the inn in the country, but the girl said it was no good there, so she went into the unpopular back street.

Soji, who followed the girl, stared at her. Just a light blue dress didn't make me feel like a civilian. The dress was an expensive dress with gold embroidery and very handcrafted.

And considering that you came out of the castle,

(I knew it ~)

Every time a woman walks with light peach hair that is beautifully prepared and looks envious, she dances as if she is inviting the wind.

The sunflower-shaped earrings on your ears glitter. Looking at the side, I could see the white, fine, puny skin. Even though he is young, he is clearly in the beauty realm.

I wonder if the heat is on my cheeks because I walked a lot, or if the red cheeks are very cute and attractive to protection.

Though Soji is a safe country, I thought it would be a terrible thing for such a cute girl to walk around the country by herself and even go out.

After walking for a while, I looked around and made sure there was no one around, and then I exhaled a lot.

Then he glanced at Soji's face and opened his little mouth.

"Oh, you're strong!

"Huh? Ah, hah... I'm just training."

"I see! Oh, a man still has to be strong!

"Hah...."

It is a sausage that is slightly overwhelmed by the strength of the one word. I don't know how happy she is for some reason.

"Well, actually, I'm strong even if I look like this!

"Um... is that so?

"Hmm! I didn't mean it because of this guy earlier!

That's how the girl brings her gaze to Nyangoro in her arms.

"By the way, where do you live? You have to thank me! Take me to my parents!

"Um... I'm traveling. I've never been here before."

"I see... the journey... I'm flattered..."

"Why would a princess go to a place like that?

"Mm? How do you know I'm a princess!? You must be here for the first time!

"Heh? Ah, no... uh..."

I thought it might be bad to say that I was watching the moment the castle body escaped.

"That's right... you're as cute and beautiful as a princess, and you're wearing an expensive dress, so maybe... what happened?

"Nyah, niyah, niyah!

"... yes?

Somehow there was a girl who was dyeing her face bright red and raising it to the hot air.

"Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah... cute, wah, wah..."

Wow ~ It's so cute....

It's not impossible for Sawge to think so. The technique of illuminating a child is almost complete, and it is funny to see it.

But apparently I'm not used to being said to be very cute. I wondered if I'd heard such a word if I were a princess, but I decided to calm her down and listen to her for now.

She often leaves the castle and plays in the castle town. I don't know where it got mixed up at that time, but it seems I found Nyangoro here injured and collapsed.

So she took care of it, but she couldn't keep it in the castle and couldn't find anyone to hide from. I had no choice but to take him from the country to the flower fields in the nearest forest.

Originally, the flower cat lived in the woods, so she knew it probably came from there. He left the castle today to see how he was doing in the flower fields until he got well.

"But it's still dangerous to be alone. They're not always attacked by thieves, and they're dangerous creatures like that."

"Ugh... but I'm a little... strong, too."

Even if it is said to be strong, I can't say anything because I see it completely freaked out.

"Besides, this kid would be sad if you hurt yourself.

Saudi rubbed Nyangoro's head and said, Nyangoro's throat was snorting as if it felt good.

"... I don't know..."

Yes?

"No, after all... I wonder if a strong woman is better!

"Hee? Um... well, I think it's better to be strong..."

"I see... hmm... I see."

Whatever convinced her, the girl shook her head vertically. Then, you hear the chatter and metal rubbing against each other behind you.

"Hi, princess! I finally found it!

It can be seen that several people who came with armor like soldiers who stood at the castle gate earlier appeared.

"Did you find it!?

The girl tries to escape in a hurry, but the soldiers hold her in their arms. At that time, however, Nyangoro fell from her arm, so Saudge grabbed Nyangoro aggressively into her arm.

"Oh no! You're out of your study time again! Today, the king will scold you!

"Oh, wait! Hey, wait a minute! Nngloiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

Nyangoro shouted in Soji's arms, but the girl was mercilessly taken away by soldiers.

Apparently, the king will scold me for having left the castle. I would like to say that I am sad, but because I cannot leave Nyangoro like this, I decided to take care of this child for a week as promised.

Talking to Balmunk about the situation also prompted me to agree. Nyangoro seemed to have trusted me with Soji, and he spent a week with me.

But I thought it was strange because the girl never came to pick me up at the inn. The injury is completely better now, but I hesitate to throw it into the forest on my own.

But soon I will leave this country. We can't keep taking care of him forever. I went to the castle saying I had a little business with Balmunk.

Looking around the big castle, I found a girl looking out a window. She obviously wants to go out and looks like she's jerking off.

Sausage looks around with Kyrokyoro.

"... imagine me, orange flame"

At the end of the little whining, an orange flame stretches from the right hand of the saw to the window where the girl can be seen. And because I made the collar I bought in the city into Nyangoro this past week, I sandwiched the collar with the sunflower-shaped brooch that I bought in the city as well as the letter.

A week after being taken home by soldiers and ordered to be discreet by his father, the King, the Third Princess Koran, who was so angry that he wanted to go out, sighed as he nostalgized the noise of the city as he looked out the window for the second time.

"Nyangoro....."

I think about the wounded nyangoro and.....

"Orange-haired boy...."

A benefactor who saved the Koran and Nyangoro from the crisis. Even though you can only see yourself at your age, you have the ability to treat yourself with politeness and attitude, recognizing yourself as a princess. And above all, it's amazing strength.

Remembering the crisp side of the boy who helped himself then, Koran dyes his cheeks.

"That was so cool... hah!? What the hell am I thinking!

When I hold my head and shake it, I hear a bang on the concourse and the window. And I looked at the window, and somehow I saw Nyangoro there.

"What? Ah? Hmm? Nyangolo!?

I hurriedly opened the window to greet Nyangoro, but strangely, the place where Nyangoro stood was somehow connected by an elongated orange path. And after that, there was an orange-haired boy waving his hand.

As Nyangoro climbs up to the edge of the window, the orange path spreads and disappears. I didn't know what was going on, but at least I understood that he had delivered Nyangoro.

And after seeing it, he waved again and went somewhere.

"Ah! Wait! Wait, wait, wait!

He shouted loudly, but he couldn't hear and the boy couldn't see. The Koran dropped his shoulders, but Nyangoro rubbed against him to appeal to his neck.

"Nyangoro... is that so? Did he give it to you?... hmm?

The Koran grabs the paper when he realizes it's stuck in his collar. And when I opened the inside, I found the text that he would have written, along with a lovely flower brooch.

"I look forward to seeing you again someday. Then show me the strong princess. And I'm sorry to bother you, but I've given you a brooch to commemorate your encounter. I'll see you later."

The hand holding the letter trembled. I trembled with joy. Then I saw the brooch and trembled with shame.

The Koran looks at the clouds that float outside the window, smiling like flowers as he hugs Nyangoro.

"Promise. I'll be strong and thank you for seeing you again! Wait, wait, wait!

The Koran was determined to grow stronger himself, and studied and trained harder than ever before. The king and his sisters were stunned, but only the maid Orr was fully supportive.

The orange-haired boy carried the brooch with her, and she walked the path of the strong.