Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

That's how I safely rode my horse home to the castle with your help, Cecil. After the ride, I worked my horse to thank you, and then I went to the castle with you, Cecil. Because of this, the gatekeeper turned a smiling look at me again.

Well, this is also peaceful, and I was glad to have returned safely.

... Yes, the castle... until the Magic Academy, we made it home safely, right?

"... where were you going?

As soon as I walked into the office to report my return to my father in an accomplished foothold, there was someone in my father's office who couldn't possibly be there.

When it hardened, Cecil came in later. You're freezing too. Jill looked at my outfit and glanced harder than usual.

Cecil, I borrowed your clothes. Me. It was warm, and Cecil, and I didn't tell you to give it back, so I borrowed it as it was, but... I feel like I'm stirring Jill's grump.

The expression is the usual thing. I think the eyes are angry or overprotective mode has been activated, so just hide behind you, Cecil, and you'll get slapped in the back like you don't want to. It seems that even such an exchange is fuelling Jill's displeasure. How can it be good?

"Liz, welcome home. How'd it go?

Father, who sat calmly in his chair in that way, comes to inquire with a cheek wand on his desk. It's still good because my father acts as a lubricant, but if this were the three of us, wouldn't it have nearly been a training ground simulation?

"Oh yeah...... it was ok! Ordinary power can control it!

"I used it to my heart's content, but it flew."

"Why do you say that!

Oh, no, that's just sleepy, so I didn't lose my mind or anything. So it's not such a dangerous imitation or anything.... Cecil, if you weren't here, freezing to death would be in danger.

Why did you drop the bomb, Cecil? Well, he's a traitor... Jill would be even more worried if I told him to go into a sermon position.

Oh, look, Jill's eyes get round, and from there, they get sooo thin. It's a trick in front of your sermon.

"But I wasn't in danger of worrying about you."

The moment Jill inhales and accumulates a little, Cecil, you keep doing that to break between.

Did they poke at you for this, interrupt your scolding and look out for you, Cecil, or it feels a little close to staring at you.

"It's good to be overprotective, but show him a little respect for this guy's will. I'm sorry I can't act without you. This guy has feelings and wishes, and he's acting out, and it's not his squire that's holding him back."

That's what you say. You gently push me forward, Cecil.

I don't like being scolded, so I step on it a little bit, but Jill can't help but make me relate because it's good.

I have no choice but to confuse myself, Cecil, and you sigh and say, "Tell Jill your opinion. Because you're not a child who's always protected," he said in a small ear.

... Yes, right? Really, I have to tell Jill, too. You don't want to burden Jill, or you want me to gain all that strength because I want you to admit it as a person.

If we talk, you'll understand, won't you?

"You know, Jill, I just want to make sure Jill doesn't protect me."

"... is...?

"I'm just burdened with Jill, and I'm going to run and annoy him by myself, so I thought I'd at least be strong. I'm just leaning on Jill, so I don't want to be a burden on Jill."

Maybe I look like I'm running alone right now for Jill, but I'm acting like I'm thinking about it properly. I don't want Jill carrying any more burdens, or being on her own doing nothing.

I want to say you're not just protected, but I can't tell you well. 'Cause Jill's the one who's gonna hold me to it all.

Jill stiffens the wrinkles on my eyebrows. Then round your eyes, eyes that can be narrowed even more. However, it is not an emotion such as anger or grump, but rather a ning-roe... with lonely, sad eyes.

"... Dear Liz, I..."

"You, the habit that wants to see Liz as the most adult, you see Liz as the most child. Well, that's childish and innocent, and sometimes it's too defenseless to get ahead of you."

Cecil, who follows me like a chase. Is it your fault, Cecil? I think you're being demeaned.

Mm, and pointing my lips, I scratch my hair or stroke my head to shut me up in disgruntlement. Then you, Cecil, turn your sincere eyes to Jill, more straight than sharp.

"... Still, this guy can stand on his own now. I know you're anxious, but don't narrow your choices. It's his choice, not yours to restrict."

To this one word, Jill has been completely silent. But the only thing that kept me quiet was my lips. Eyes, cheeks, and eyebrows expose your emotions. Jill, calm without raising or lowering her emotions too much, was now daunting her emotions enough for me to understand.

It's not anger, loneliness, grief, humiliation, regret. A look with all sorts of emotions boiled down.

I'm so sorry I made you look like that, and I lowered my eyebrows, Cecil, and you said, "Listen to me properly, too." Don't run away from pessimism, I thought that's what they said.

Jill worries for me, and I work hard for Jill and my own safety, so how can this not work? I just wanted Jill and my father to praise me for being strong and able to protect myself, and for being a good magician.

"... what's to protect? Isn't watching in you supposed to protect you?

"... I am"

"As long as you protect this guy as a geese, I can't help it. I'll protect Aho. In a different way than you."

Cecil, I was standing in front of you. Cecil pulls me back to put my back on your chest.

You gently put your hand on your shoulder to me, Cecil, as I am solidified by sudden action.

I didn't see it at my angle, Cecil, but I hear you looked toward Jill, and Jill rocks her body as badly as she can.

Then, Jill, who bites his lips, leans down, and grips his fist.

"... I'm sorry, I'm coming to chill my head. I apologize for imitating you so badly."

"Jill!"

A cold, flat, unchallenged voice rarely heard of. Reaching out to Jill with a slightly shaken voice... nothing, I can't grasp.

Jill slips right through my side and leaves the room.

"... uh, that might have been too much"

His father, who was watching him become, said a word to the sighing mix as he put his cheek wand on his desk.

"You have no choice, if you don't say that much, he won't stop overprotecting you. We need to burn it down."

Cecil, your voice is cold, but I'm never saying it to harass you. Ning Lo, you must have complained for us, knowing that Jill was going to be, and he hated me and bought me a role and left.

Nobody would want to say such a harsh thing, but you still said it for us, Cecil.

Cecil caresses her head with a bitter smile and forgives her for her increasingly cloudy face with half gratitude and sorry. Now with a gentle hand.

"Well, I don't think he's going to let go of the role he protects, and you're going to have to make him wear it himself. It won't do him any good if we keep this up."

I couldn't argue with Jill at the earliest because after I was completely told, I even got an undeniable evaluation that said, "This guy is too sweet for Jill and he hears too much."

Of course, I appreciate the words, but wrap them in oblate a little more... No, Cecil, you're good because Cecil is the one who can't get dressed in his teeth.

I have nothing but to reflect on my own words and actions. My father sighs compared to me and Cecil, and then he smiles in his mouth as meaningful as he hit and changed.

"... ho. Is that good enough for Cecil?

"What?"

"I'm gonna wait two years for you, but if you're gonna get hurt, you can do whatever you want."

I had no idea what you were talking about, Cecil, but it seems to have made sense to you. Apparently, there is something that passes between men, and suspicious glances attract you within a glance, or you get praised.

"... I don't know what you're talking about"

"I want to choose something higher than the less likely one, and I don't mind surrounding it if I can surround it without scratching it. But then we'll see if you deserve it, too."

"I have nothing to do with this."

I turned to you because I was so refreshed about what you were talking about, Cecil. When I look up at you, Cecil with my eyes in place, for some reason, you pull your cheeks even more.

I know tilting my neck isn't going to give me an answer, so this time I sent my gaze to my father, and he was smiling slightly but clapping his shoulders. Oh, you're not willing to talk about this.

"Liz, bad for Jill, but go after him. If it stays that way, it distorts in weird directions, so fix it."

"Huh?"

"Go because it's good. I need to talk to Cecil."

If for some reason you think your father pointed a raw warm eye at me and Cecil, now your father pointing at the door to kick you out of your room.

... stories between men, is that the one? I'm not sure, but apparently it's hard for me to talk about it when I'm around. Cecil, as far as you're concerned, no doubt.

Jill was worried too, so I wouldn't dare snort, give her a thank you and then I'll leave your room behind. I heard "... well, how are you feeling" behind my back, but I honestly decided to go after Jill because I didn't even like to eavesdrop on you this time.

It wasn't hard to follow Jill. If you follow the reaction of the ring, you somehow know where Jill is.

Since the position sensing was not blocked this time, it is also easy to spot the appearance. Less than five minutes later, I could see the characteristic emeralds turning their backs here.

"Now, if you can do this, I'd like you to be alone... but I can't ask you to do it for Liz."

Being able to speak without turning around is something I'm used to. You didn't even cut the position sensing, so you knew Jill was chasing you. Still, you didn't try to escape because you were willing to talk.

Jill was right, you wanted me to be alone now. But I can't do that.... I couldn't leave that Jill alone.

"... sorry"

"No, that's enough now that I've calmed down a lot"

Jill, who says so, does put away a tremor in his voice. When I approached him, I slowly looked back and found him trying to smile, as usual.

... not even dull enough to know that it was made impossible. My hand was stretched out to nature and Jill because I knew immediately it was a painful grin.

Touching with both hands to wrap a gripped palm, Jill shivers plainly. If you tighten up even more when you're okay, Jill tends to lean over and lay down her eyelids if she doesn't want me to see her.

Still, because of the height difference, I could see Jill's change in expression. Every time I breathe, my eyelids are trembling in small pieces, and my lips are biting to the point where my blood is fading.

"... Dear Liz, am I impatient"

"... I think it's overprotective, but I don't like it."

"I'm worried that you might be in danger."

You just held it back a little. Your face up, and your eyes, which you can't even hide from shaking, reflect me.

This must be where Jill and I eat differently.

Jill doesn't want me to be in danger and I want to prevent it beforehand, so I want you to stay in a safe place.

I don't want to be in danger, but I want to be prepared for what's going on, I want to be able to protect myself, and I want to help Jill.

Unless it fits here, I think we'll be in parallel.

"I'm trying to be okay with that dangerous sight. I don't want to burden Jill."

"... I know. But... I am."

Jill, gently shaking her head and smiling, leaves my hand and comes wrapping her hand with a big palm on the other hand. Merciful, loving, and somewhere.

"... I don't want to leave Master Liz. I don't like being left behind by you. My role is to protect you. I want to be by your side."

"Jill......"

"You want me to protect you. I want to keep it in my arms and take care of it. Even though I know it's a stupid emotion, I... want to protect you with my hands."

Clouding my sobbing smile, my eyes shaking in moisture as I plead reflect me.

A lonely smile that makes this one tighter. If you think it resembles anything, it was a laugh reminiscent of the abandoned jeans.

Don't leave me, don't throw me away... that look at me when I was abandoned by a human who was my owner. Maybe Jill is in that mood. I'm not going to leave Jill or say I don't need her, because she's my precious squire.

"... I'm glad to hear that, but trust me a little bit. I want to protect Jill, too. I want to help you."

I want Jill to admit it.

You always love me like a child, you take care of me, you protect me.

I appreciate that, and I'm glad to hear that, but it shouldn't be like this. If you want to think about my future, you have to be able to defend yourself no matter what, and you have to be able to name the Wizard in good standing.

"So... let me do my best. Just as Jill wants to be strong, so do I. I would never leave you. It's just not what Jill does."

I just want you to know this. If you look up at Jill straight, Jill smiles while lowering her brow. It still didn't change the loneliness, but I don't see the color of despair.

"... Now you look like I'm a child. You shouldn't be waving my lord around like that."

"... Jill wants to be with me the whole time."

"Yep. Yours, on the side"

"Yeah.... will you stay on my side?

"Yes."

Jill snorts all the time saying it's natural.

"Will you also admit that I work hard?

But I knew you were worried about me going wild on my own, and you wouldn't snort right away.

Mm, and when you make a mountain with your lips, Jill makes you look sorry. There seems to be a part of it that I can't give way to, and the only reply is the sound that clogged my breath.

"Any reply?

"... please don't make me worry, really"

But I couldn't give in either, so I kept pouring my gaze, and Jill snorted at me subtly, reluctantly, as if he'd broken me first.

You say around you that you can't talk to me, who is supposed to be my husband, but that's it. I don't care about subordination and I appreciate Jill for putting me up to it. This time I was in the opposite position.

You think it's hard inside not to worry about worrying Jill, don't you? As for Jill, my safety will be paramount. If you're in an environment where Jill thinks you're safe, you can work hard there, right?

"It's okay, Cecil, because you're on!

"That worries me in a different way."

The safest father is busy, so Cecil, who seems to occasionally hang out with me, starts and ends up keeping his forehead in check for some reason when I mention your name. Cecil, I thought you'd be strong, common sense people, and you'd be a stopper, but Jill doesn't seem convinced.

"... Jill still can't get along with you, Cecil?

"We acknowledge our strength, and we know you're common sense. I have a different problem from this, so it won't be compatible until it's settled."

"Oh, really?

Apparently, I don't know, but there are some nasty circumstances, so I can't really tell you to get along.

But Cecil, you're the only one I can count on, and Cecil's the closest thing to me, so I figured Cecil was going to take care of you. And Jill didn't know, so I smiled bitterly.