"Girou, I went outside,"
No, sir.
Rejected instantly without a body or lid, I realize that I failed my thirty-eighth challenge.
Three months after that, it was me, one old again, but there were days when I couldn't get you out. I have clearance in the garden, so I'm free to come in and out, but if I'm going to step outside that step, it's an immediate maid or Jill... probably Jill, but they fly in and pull me into the mansion.
Well, considering what happened a few months ago, I can see that you're worried, but you're just playing off the property for a little while. I don't go down to the city because I'm punished by boulders, I just want to take a walk in my aristocratic neighborhood. The aristocratic neighborhood is well guarded, so I don't think so...
"Jill's Keke"
"Please tell me anything, because my safety is paramount to Master Liz"
The same goes for Father Mother's overprotections, but Jill is the one who became the most overprotective.
Jill, who has seen him about to be killed, takes great care not to hurt me. I won't lock you in your room or anything, but if you do something a little dangerous, they'll scold you right away and make you stop. If the ice castle (1/300 scale) is built by magic and it's chilling inside, the collapse is in danger, or if you make a Jungle Gym simulation in "Greenthumb" and climb it down. How much do they think I'm a dangerous kid, even though I don't get hurt like that?
I've read all the magic books I have at home, and if I make playthings, they'll piss me off, and if I want to go outside, they'll take me back. My entertainment has gone to Maria alone.
That Maria is also busy with her maid's work, so you can't let me take her time.
Where it gets clogged, I'm free.
Undaringly rejected, I unfortunately went back to my room feeling rotten because it was within my expectations.
... I can't do anything about it. Why are you a child? I am. I wish it was bigger. If I did, I wouldn't be treated so much like a child and I could protect myself.
Jill has been focusing on perimeter security lately and doesn't really mind me. Even if he gets close to me, he'll go somewhere soon. You know, the fathers, they understand that I'm in a bad mood. I'm not really interfering. It is overprotective for overprotection, but it is treated like touching a swelling.
That's good. My father and I have Ruby, so if you'll excuse us. Because I decided to reopen it and think I was obsessed with picking it up. Ningro, that's better mental health.
The problem is that Jill is slightly overprotective and unhappy with the habit.
"Jill's, Bubba's"
Probably not a cute swell surface. I mean, I'm really young, or I feel like the contents are gradually becoming childish for the flesh. Like I'm trying to fit an incompatible body.
Well, it's not like I'm losing my knowledge, it's the current situation where emotional ups and downs have become more intense than before. Are you saying that joy and sorrow have come clearly, or... that for some reason only in front of Jill will you express your emotions so much? Is Jill shackled off because she cried and came sweet?
"... hima"
Jill won't mind, I can't go outside, I read the book, no magic is dangerous. What should I do?
Basically my pleasure is reading or magic or playing with Jill, and meals. This is the place. I don't know what to look forward to because most of it is coming from my hands.
Women have a hobby of dressing themselves, but that will be a story when they grow up. I don't hate fashion, but it's hard to move and I can't help but decorate it because I'm a child in the first place. I am very much the same where I was dressed.
So what do you want me to do, what should I do? Jill won't mind. Weren't you on my side?
"... ugh"
Roar with the swell,...... dive straight into bed.
The fingers we split.
I clenched the wheel and circled my body as it was. I don't have anything to do, so I have to go to bed. Sleeping children grow up. And you grow up early and you can protect yourself by yourself. Slowly, you become a magician and you work in a magic institute. Build a happy family. Oh, Your Highness is reluctant, though.
'... Master Liz, you look so childish sometimes. That kind of place is adorable. "
"If you honestly told me you miss me, I'd be on your side."
In her sleep, Jill's bitterly smiling voice comes to her. A sense of coming directly into a melting thought. I felt that my body and consciousness were not well connected because of my sleep, but I felt that my hair was being combed gently, I felt it.
"... J, ru..."
"What is it, Master Liz?"
A soft voice reached me with a fluffy head characteristic of sleeping. Sleepy, but slowly opening her eyelids... she smiled calmly, Jill was by my side.
Jill's palm, which will soon welcome the ritual of adulthood, belongs to a man already. A slightly boned finger combs her hair saggy and proud. From time to time, she strokes her cheeks, and Jill laughs softly as she narrows her eyes.
"... jiru, this yume?
"There's no way. It's real."
"Yikes."
It's been reduced, but the cheeks are pulled, and the pain sounds plain on the cheeks. Jill is the only one who makes this plain, so I'm pretty sure it's Jill.
"... why is Jill here...?
"I heard Master Liz say 'By Jill' scattered with a ring, and I thought I'd scold you a little."
"... because"
"Heh, but then," I miss you, "" You don't mind me, "" You won't stay by my side? 'And it came from the ring, so I'll stop you. "
"Become,"
Yes, I thought about that a little bit, but is it harassment of conveying it or something? It's a ring.
Jill includes a bit of prankiness in her gentle grin and comes over her cheeks. Such a grin, like giving up a child.
... Oh, my God, they're definitely teasing me...!
I tried to get rid of my fingers, which I stroked a little bit, but on the contrary, they grabbed my hand. I can't help but wake up and behave slowly, but still, Jill stops too easily. Please take it sweetly.
Jill's expression mixes a little seriousness with his usual grin as he tries to escape Jill's restraint with a slightly swollen surface.
To me confused about something, I slowly lifted the back of my hand and... lipped.
"… is,"
"... I'll be by your side the whole time, as long as you want"
He just dropped his mouth on the back of his hand, that's all. But it's sexually embarrassing, like a knight in a story, like a close mouth. No, Jill's a squire, and he's not a knight.
A kiss to the back of your hand means respect or respect. Jill knows what he's doing.
"... like it, do it"
Why do I have to be seven years old and so extraordinary? Let's just calm down. I, Jill, will accompany me as my husband. That's why I kissed the back of my hand. Yes, Jill is my squire. That doesn't change.
Jill's smile hasn't changed, and I feel like they say it's normal to make a statement like that, so, of course, I'll hit him over the back and hide his face.
Oh, already, why do you have so many beauty shapes around me, and you have a thoughtful attitude? Jill's.