Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Well, now, Your Highness, about me driven out by persuasion. It's Lisbett-Adelchan.

... How can I take it to persuasion?

No, 'cause blah, blah. You're a stranger. He's the oldest son of the royal family, but he wasn't involved with me. He's someone I didn't even intend to be involved with.

Your Highness is the one who will be king and bear the people in the future. It's awe-inspiring to be involved with someone like that.... Well, as a matter of fact, I was in a bad mood and worried about what I would do if I became a fallen aristocrat or something.

Father, who doesn't know my mood like that, with "you can do it" and pretty much other HR support, he forced me into the library where His Highness is. Hey, prepare your mind.

My pushed library was dim and limp and smelled like dust.

I also don't think it's very hygienic, but I don't hate these old smelly scents. It is the smell of paper and ink that stirs the nose. I mean, the dust physically came sniffing my nose.

"Heck."

"... who!

... Ah, Your Highness, I found it.

I had never seen His Highness, but I knew immediately that the boy peeking through the corner of the bookshelf was.

Are you two or three years older than me?

Rugged, good quality blonde hair that can be seen only by the lantern and the slightest sunlight near the ceiling. Bright white skin is like ceramic, so smooth that even women don't see it inside.

The blue eye peeking through my forehead was reflecting me in the dew with vigilance.... you asked for something really troublesome, Father.

"Should I name it? It's Lisbeth."

I didn't want to keep you company because I don't want to be involved with the royal family as much as possible. I'm going to get involved in a power struggle.

His Highness looked suspicious when he picked his skirt and showed it to him with a little courtesy. Well, it was the child who suddenly showed up.

Perhaps, in His Highness's head, it is a judgment that he is a child destined for adulthood.

"Rest assured. I didn't force you to bring him back."

"... I don't trust you."

"I guess. But I have no power to bring His Highness back where I worked so hard."

Because I'm a four-year-old little girl. There's nothing you can do about it, even if you have parental qualities, because it's not accompanied by physical growth.

If I brutally imitate His Highness in the first place, he's going to say I'm guilty of death. Because I don't want to hurt your mood as much as possible.

With the willingness not to do anything, gently lift your hands and pose for surrender. I am not going to bring it further into physical means. Or it's impossible to imitate that to a child.

Then how do you convince me, you're a dick? Or in this case, it's provocative. I hope you don't punish me for disrespect. If I had to, I would beg the king to be a child.

"... so, Your Highness is going to stay there forever?

When you walk over slowly inquiring with confirmation, you will peel out your enemies and glance at them.

Well, from your Highness, I'm like an evil finger... so rude toward such an incredible young lady, aren't you, Pumpkin? Well, it's a joke. Even though I understand that I don't have cute little beans or shit of my own.

"Everyone was worried."

"No! Those guys are pretending like that because I'm the king's kid! You're just trying to sell Mei and take advantage of me anyway!

His Highness hoisted his eyebrows and raised his voice. That's an idea that's not even cute enough for a child to be grown up. Don't you feel like believing?

Well, it would actually include that, and it's not a strong mistake. But I don't think you can have it if you think it's all malicious.

"Well, maybe so. So?"

"So?"

"You're just using that as an excuse, aren't you? Your Highness is just running away from his responsibilities. Abandon your duty."

I'm sorry to say this, but it would be natural to use it. I don't like it either and I want to avoid it as much as possible, but I will when I do. I don't even want to rub it against the Time Powers and sip the sweet juice though.

If you were born royal, you would also know that you would touch the malice of a mistress. But you ran away because of that, and things don't work out. It gets worse.

"Oh, what do you know!

"Yeah, I don't know. Running away, running away, just turning away from the reality in front of you, etc."

"... Huh!

It was when I got my butt cake in momentum that I understood that I had been thrust away. I struck my back hard with extra momentum, Your Highness. It won't be there for a second.

His Royal Highness rests on me, and when I blink, he grabs my chest barn with his hands trembling with anger. It doesn't go violent.

They've set fire to His Highness's ignition line. It's so pretty.

It would be better if I made it clear to you at this time. I don't really want to throw up in the right place, because I'll probably go upside down. Because of this, it is currently in progress.

Well, if they hit me, they hit me. So, my mother will fix it. Unless you're dead.... You won't be in a spill.

"What do you know about me...!

"You know you weren't born liking it. But if you were born royal, you should fulfill your duties, and most importantly, for your own good."

I don't even know what it's like to be snuggly. But it's not like I'm gonna get away with it. In a child's short-circuit thinking, nothing changes the status quo after all.

"Trying to say me and so on!

"Then please don't deny it on your own. That's all I'm saying, but you're just a kid. That's why I'm forgiven."

His Royal Highness is still young and has not made vessels to make him carry everything. I've been thinking about running away, so I'm just making a little noise around.

... but that's now, so it's forgiven.

"But you'll all grow up, too. Running away is unacceptable then. That's when you became the ruler, bearing the great things of your country."

"I... eh,"

"It's one option you don't do anything about right now. However, it will lead to the loss of one, many of your armor."

"... armor...?

They've only settled in a little bit, and they respond to my words.

"Maybe you don't know because you're still getting asylum. If you run away from all of this now, you will lose the art of protecting yourself. What are you taught? Sorcery and swordsmanship are to protect themselves, academics are to protect their own country, and education cannot be taken lightly from foreign countries. Do you realize it's all done for you by showing you where you're going?

You can't possibly understand me saying this to the kids around here.

But His Royal Highness is very clever and grown-up thinking. You can understand what I'm saying.

"I apologize for overmouthing. But think about it. I'm trying to be tough for you."

To put it all that far, His Highness will look down on this side with his eyes open. The small palm force that grabbed the chest barn was loose.

... and then a push.

"On your walking path will also appear those who seek to use you. I won't deny that. But so that you can judge malice and goodwill by wearing the art of protecting yourself. We want you to be able to use it the other way around so that we can trump our malice."

I tell him so and reach out to His Highness, who slowly hangs on. I turned my hand around my neck and invited her to my perfectly extreme chest for a gentle hug.

Please forgive me for not being physically inclusive, I still have a future.

"... so let's end this run, shall we? Because you have to be strong enough to protect yourself."

……

"If it's just for now, you can sweeten me as much as you want.... right?

I'm talking about what a four-year-old and a six-month-old would say, but His Highness is holding his forehead to my slab without pursuing it deeply. The hand that was grabbing the chest barn came around his back like he wanted.

I woke up gently, okay, I stroked your head, rubbed your back and gave you away. Yeah, it's not what a four-year-old does.

"... that's stiff. It's very different from your mother."

"Your Highness, I'm only a child, so please don't ask for softness"

I thought I'd follow you for a moment, but it amounts to absolute disrespect, so let's stop it. Raise your hand to Your Highness or I'll kill you. I know it's out at a time like this.

If you hold him tight for a while, His Highness will raise his face in slow motion. You were crying a little. Your eyes seemed subtly moist, but you shouldn't be pursuing them there.

Your Highness has taken a serious look at my face, so I'll tilt my neck. I can see that it is too close and not half as neat as His Highness.

I didn't know because I've been staring at you before, but I know very well that you have a very cute face. I thought it was neat, but not so far. Terrible royal gene. The future will be quite beautiful, won't it?

"What's wrong?

"... how old were you?"

"Four and seven months old."

"... Impossible"

To a grunt, I think that myself, but I laugh bitterly. 'Cause the contents are women approaching thirty roads steadily.

If I said that, I think Your Highness is too grown up for his age. You've figured out what I want to say.

Your Highness regained his mind. When he stood up and gently paid the dust that was on his clothes, he reached out to me about what he thought.

When I blinked my eyes at unexpected behavior, he lowered his eyebrows like a little trouble and then behaved like a gentleman just in case, "Women are taught to care because they are delicate".

Don't you have an apology for what you just pushed? Well, I'm fine because I'm not hurt.

... And I honestly feel most girls are more successful than boys, but keep it to yourself there.

"... Sorry about earlier"

Oh, he apologized.

"No, because I've also incited you to piss me off. I am truly sorry. I'm sorry for your disrespect."

"... you don't have to be so hard. It's a good way to talk."

Apparently, there's nothing to blame for your disrespect, above all. I'm so relieved about that. You're so smart already.

While overflowing with sneak relief exhalation, I found myself holding His Highness's hand, so I gently tried to let it go.

... I was going to let you go, wasn't I?

"... don't let go without my permission"

That's very tyrannical. You don't want me to let you go if you think I poked you out? No. Well, it's something. I know it's annoying.

Hmm, I don't even feel like I've flagged something weird, but I couldn't help but get the assignment done. You have to report it to your father.

Either way, I don't mind holding hands because I won't be able to talk to you unless I take His Highness... I'm afraid I'm going to be treated as deterrent or bait next time.