Soul Eater of the Rebellion

Around the mother's tomb, a number of vassals were rushing around. Most of them have no swords and are probably back-facing maids. It must have been getting ready at noon while they were gathering in the saloon.

That calms me down and I can't tell my mother. Goz or Cecil would have paid for it with care, but he was the one who left them. I couldn't help but laugh at my own indiscretion, as it was a well-predicted situation if I calmed down.

Shizuya I'd like to say that I'm the son of your sword and just take a little bit off. No, but they don't think it's a job and will save valuable preparatory time for his son.

You might not be able to believe I was a son before then. I don't think that father had informed the vassal that his son, who had disguised five years ago, would come today. Aside from those who were in the saloon, the rest of the vassals should think that they don't know me.

If you don't know me, you don't know, you only need to get confirmation around Goz, but the trial was about a quarter of an hour later. When all the exchanges are over, there is no time left to visit the grave.

Well, what happened? It was when I thought like that and shook my head.

Sky"--?"

When my name is called from side by side, I suddenly shake my back. For a moment-just for a moment, I thought my mother was calling.

Recall, rather than by any means of calling, the voice sound of just dearness caused the mother without any malice.

Rust Of course, a mother who died more than a decade ago will not be resurrected. Turning to the person who spoke with a tin doll action like a giggig, I saw a woman with shiny hair reminiscent of gold thread and a beautiful face reminiscent of a fairy.

Laguna's mother, Emma Mikami.

I just don't know what to say, and open and close my mouth without meaning.

Unlike Laguna, the child, there is no grudge against the mother. Rather, I feel guilty. He, who became a full wife after his mother died, took great care of me when she was young, but I rejected all of them.

I now know that it was a stare. But I didn't know at that time. If you've taken away your mother's whereabouts, I feel like I've always had a feeling of close to eight-no, with the feeling of the eight, and always with grudgeful eyes.

After that, I came to stay away from me, probably because of my consideration for my young feelings, but at the time I was booming to drive away the bad guys.

...... Yeah, I really want to hold my head every time I remember.

And one more thing that I heard from Claire, who was hostage until the other day, made my eyes bigger.

Five years ago, when I was banished from the island, he was the only one who objected to his father.

This is where the fire comes out of the face. I want to apologize for my past disrespect, but I wonder if I should stand in front of him.

Shackles That hesitation put intangible in my behavior. He barely knelt down and showed respect, but he couldn't think of any further action.

That's not to say, but I couldn't respond to the next action I took.

――The next moment I thought I could hear the sound of kicking the ground, I was in my opponent's chest.

"Mug !?"

“Oh, the sky!

Emperor Emma embraces me full of joy as if I was really impressed. From the black kimono that would have been prepared for the anniversary of the death, sweet sweetness drifts. Also, the soft touch is transmitted through the kimono and it is very restless.

Emma puts more power into her arms that hug me, either consciously or unconsciously.

Of course, you can escape easily with all your might, but you can't just pull it off with force. By the way, I can't say that I am still in this position. I was really worried about what happened.

If this were someone else, I wouldn't be too detained, but Emma had a close eye on me and had no malice or war intentions, so my reaction was delayed.

Eventually, I had no choice but to stay that way until Emma was satisfied.

Senate, Emma who released me told me to stand up and returned from standing on her knees. Emma stretched out, touched my cheeks, and narrowed her eyes.

"I'm really fine ... hehe, even if I stretch out, it won't reach you."

"... I'm sorry."

"Because I don't have to be afraid, please show me my face better-oh, my hair, but my eyes are just like Shizuya. Her face is as tight as a gentleman ... That little child is really ..."

Emma, whose voice shook slightly, took out the white cloth from her base and gently wiped her eyes. You can see that I am really happy with my growth.

Looking at Emma like that up close, I'm sorry and embarrassed.

――But still, he was a beautiful person.

My son, my face, my gesture, I don't think I'm the same age as me.

I suddenly remembered the old days.

When I was a child, my mother had read a story about a mermaid princess. The Mermaid is so beautiful that she can't seem to be of this world, her hair color is like gold, her blue eyes like jewelry, and her white skin like snow-to my mother who speaks about the beauty of a mermaid. Said, "Is Emma older sister more beautiful?"

The mother who heard it laughed unusually, and that moment was remembered. The next day, Emma who heard it from her mother struck her head with a very happy face. By the way, I remembered that the Laguna guy looked envy.

After that, Emma who shed tears was pulled out and guided to her mother's grave. Then Emma paid for the people around me and left me there. I had no choice but to bow down to let me and my mother alone.

――I don't say anything to my mother afterwards. It's just a brief description of the days since you left the island.

He couldn't be a useful person in the world.

I couldn't be someone to protect someone.

It could not be a splendid successor.

I couldn't be as human as my father.

I couldn't be as big as the sky.

Confession It's more like five years of reporting than five years of reporting. Still, I didn't hide it. Don't look down.

Sora: The word ぽ is not only bad. If you have nothing, you can do anything. From now on, pack a lot of things into you and become the one you want to be. Whatever it is, she will congratulate you on your chosen path. '

I didn't get anything I wanted in the past, but I don't think it's worth it.

Five years after being expelled from the island. Mistakes are countless. Regret is like a mountain.

Still, it's myself who made the decision. I've been walking on my own path. There is no need to cover up. There is no further need to look down.

Given the past, and the future, I can't say that I want to bless you, but you still--

"But this is me now, mom."

Say it and get up slowly.

At that time, the flower that was being handed to the tomb shook slightly. The gentle wind blows through the area around your cheeks.

――I think it's a sentiment to think that's my mother's reply.

Still, I want to think that I am somewhere in my heart.

Is it lamenting or rejoicing? I couldn't judge now.