Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Thanks to my father, I was able to go home without running into Jill, which is good... I'm worried that Jill might be avoided.

I do avoid it, but that's not due to bad feelings, I'm just temporarily running away because my mind isn't calm. It's not that I never hate you or anything, in the sense of giving me a minute.

But Jill is the kind of person who blames himself, and he could be worried all the time.

... Even though I know that, Cecil, who's pretty much irrelevant to this case, can't even treat me like Jill always does.

I never made contact with Jill until we had dinner.

"... Dear Liz"

But I live in the same mansion, so it's impossible to talk about not meeting him all the time.

When I was walking down the hallway, I still ran into Jill, who I thought would always come across somewhere. I accidentally stop walking and become upright.

Just because we haven't seen each other in a day doesn't make any difference. Yet because of my mood, Jill now looks weird and manly.

Eyes aren't the eyes of the cut-looking man I saw last night, the usual softness I know. He seemed somewhat surprised by my appearance, but still doesn't seem to be directly connected to the behavior of his facial expressions.

I thought any of that, but I didn't think we'd meet now, and my whole body stopped moving. Heart rate is rising. My heart started pounding so loud that I might even be palpitating, but I couldn't move properly, so I stayed stiff.

Only the moving face expressed my emotions. Jill must think he's a weird guy with meaningless roaring voices and eyes that can't focus on Jill.

Still, Jill's not going anywhere. Just staring at me with quiet eyes.

Don't run away, after a while, I come close to Jill ready. Perhaps the body that just didn't move a bit is still unconsciously hesitant to remember what happened last night.

"Oh, you know, Jill, the"

"Sorry about the other day"

If I wanted to tell you about yesterday, Jill apologized to me first. I don't even know why I'm good because of you.

Jill rocks her soft green hair and folds her hips and lowers her head at the exact most salutary angle. How can I be so polite as to kneel when I suck at Jill, and vice versa?

You should blame me for what you did then as a squire, and I know apologies are natural. Still, if they get hit first and apologize, they'll drain the poison... but there's no poison itself.

Me grating at Jill's figure with my head down. I'm definitely not good enough as a husband. I'm not going to look down on Jill or anything.

"Punishment, no matter what."

Perhaps this attitude is not going to change until I make some ruling. Jill with her head down at a beautiful angle.

Punishment, or whatever they say.

"Oh, you're not mad, are you?

"... eh"

In the same position, Jill raises the voice of an element that has been pounded by surprise.

'Cause even if they say punishment or something... it's not like I've been hurt badly. Well, I don't think you can mark the girl before the dowry, but there's a reason I put her in the bedroom, too.

Mainly because I had a problem, well, no blame... but there's no such thing as Jill's imaginary dismissal or removal from his squire. I keep the specifics to my father, so there will be no severe punishment.

Keep your head up, please, Jill, and I'll look at this one I'm afraid of. After all, shame twitches from the inside out when you gaze directly at it, but it's still not unbearable.

"Well, I was surprised, and it was... sometimes, but I'm not angry"

"Shouldn't I be angry there? I touched your complexion, didn't I?

"Also, please don't mark me anymore. And you can't kiss me on your own!

Jill makes me look good, and if I inflate my cheeks, my gaze will be a little off. You were aware.... I didn't hate it. It's me too, but I don't think it's a good idea to kiss without permission.

Taking my gaze, Jill lowered her brow, "I understand that," and lay her eyes down gently.

"... Next time, I'll tell my father I want Jill."

"That's scary"

I'll keep the contents to myself this time, but the next thing I know, if that happens, my father will scold me. I won't let my father's maneuver until I fire him, but I'll squeeze him tight. I want my father to use it.

If you deliberately pointed your lips like a tear and complained about it, hehe smiles Jill. That smile was the usual, and I was asexually relieved as to why.

"And, uh... that, Jill"

"Yes."

After a little worrying, be brave and look up at Jill.

Now, the usual Jill. Someone gentle, serene, and main thoughtful. Still, I knew my subjectivity had changed, which had strengthened my awareness of being a man.

Last night, I think I've already crossed the hedge of my squire, and really... only a man can see me. It's a pity to be gender-conscious now, Cecil, but I could feel what you were saying with your mouth sour.

"... well, it's embarrassing and troubling to see me as a girl, but I'm glad you treated me like an adult,"

I mouthed it a little clogged and Jill's eyes were rounded.

"But you can't do that anymore! I'll be angry!

"... hehe... really, someone named you"

Cheeks that loosen at once, and eyes that can be praised. A grin that if poorly photographed turns into a sweet grin full of joy if you put it on Jill.

With a mellow smile that no one but me would see, Jill slowly slips her fingers down my cheek. Jill grinned deeply at me when I felt like something was going to happen.

Now turn it into a slightly glossy grin.

"... he's so cute, he's going to waste me"

"... eh"

Oh, my God, this guy definitely did it on purpose! You know I'm vulnerable to that kind of voice, and I'm definitely doing it!

J, I don't feel like I can beat Jill......!

"Jill's fool."

"Hehe, maybe"

"Jill's wandering, hence, this beauty!

"It's a compliment at the end."

"... silly"

"If you need me on your side, I don't care if I'm stupid."

"... silly"

I'm embarrassed and I just have to lean down.

I wonder why you admire me so much.... Jill likes me... as a heterosexual?

But you're eight years younger than Jill, right? Jill has been taking care of me since I was a stepmother, but I have such romantic feelings for me, and so on.

But Jill's emotions aren't subordinate love or anything like that, I think. If that's going to clean it up, it won't be so fuzzy or occasional.

Jill's eyes don't have to be cute enough to flush flat. Mercy and, apart from that... if you're going to twist it out with my vocabulary, you feel something close to obsession too.

I don't hate it, but I don't know why you're being asked to come this far.

Begging eyes that can be pointed at occasionally seem to crave me.

"And horns on the rabbit, you can't do it this time!

"Hehe, I'm in awe"

The hunch and reality of walking away secluded, I'm sure that won't bring all kindness to me. It must break something of mine. I feel like I'm going to break what I've been building.

I run away from Jill to escape after I've preached exactly.

... I'm afraid it will change. I don't care what Jill thinks. I'm not going to change, but I'm going to be able to repaint my consciousness from the root, and I'm scared. I don't even know what I want to do, but if I get stuck with that all of a sudden, I'm just gonna have to be confused.

So I want to keep this in my imagination,.

"Oh, Liz, what's wrong?

I was about to be crushed by all sorts of emotions, and then when I wanted to escape and run down the hallway, I crashed into my mother.

The lady wasn't running, and she was about to scold me, but my mother just leaned her neck wonderfully without blaming me. The usual laid-back smile is my mother after all, and I can't stand it to hold her.

There was nothing disgusting about it.

There is little difference in height, but my mother still feels it big. When you cuddle up and bury your face on your shoulder, you laugh as usual, not trying to hear what happened.

This calmed me down enough to think about my mother's inclusiveness being infinite or something stupid. But this sense of security and sweet, gentle fragrance is hard to leave, and I want it to stay this way, even if I know it's out of the way.

"Hey, can I sleep with you today?

"Hehe, sweetheart. Hey. Mist might cry at night, huh? And there's Velph."

"... crying at night is good, but father, the"

"You have a consultation you can't tell Verf, do you?

"... Yes"

... I can't let my father listen to these stories. It's embarrassing and... I'd love to hear from a man, but if I did that to a boulder, I'd leak too much information.

I was wondering if my mother could talk to me.

But if I can't, I'll give up. "If I can't..." At the end of the day, I leave it cloudy, and my mother laughs furiously, very cute.

"Then why don't we have Velph sleep in another room? It's about my daughter."

"Are you okay?

"It's okay, if I say so. I'll kick you out."

I feel like my mother is at the top of the family.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I slept with Liz. There's something you'd like to talk about with a woman alone, right?

"... Yes!

I nodded naturally with a floating smile as I was moved by the kindness of my mother and the breadth of the vessel.

... I'm going to follow up with my father later.

When I visited the two bedrooms when I was ready to go to bed and completely in the pre-rest state, only my mother and mist were there, who literally threw me out.... I thought maybe Father Ruby was comforting me. So they seem to be spitting poison all the time.

My mother greets me with her usual smile, smiling bitterly at me imagining a slightly less funny diagram.

My mother also seemed to just sleep afterwards, lowering the hair she was bundling. The relaxed sleeping attire is adorable from the same sex and has a clear colour.

I was sitting down next to him, and when my father saw it, he would tell me it looked just like him. Something like that. Well, my mother is a few times more beautiful.

"... so, what is it?

Where we lay down together, let's get down to business.

Honestly, is it because you feel like your mother is somehow spotting you? My mother's account is terribly sharp, so I feel I'm somehow discerning the disturbance from how I am or Jill's condition and the air.

As much as my father can tell, if it's my mother, it's better.

"... what if, right? What do you think my mother should do if people like me?"

"Oh, Liz isn't popular either."

"Shit, please don't tear it up, it is!

Still, once I try to explain and clarify the question, my mother smiles, including colors that make a little tease of my usual smile.

"Hehe, I'm sorry. Well... it depends what Liz thinks of him."

"... me"

"What does Liz think?

"Someone you can count on, kind, and very trustworthy... oh, this is an analogy!

I thought I had to blur this place properly, and I added at the end that my mother laughed as deeply as if she was discerning everything.

Mother is unlikely to be able to hide anything. Oh, my God. Ugh. They're going to spot it all.

"Hey, what do you want Liz to do?

"... I don't know, I'm listening"

I wouldn't be so worried if I knew what I wanted to do. It's been a long time since I've been aware of a man, and that's who I'm close to, so hang on.

Though I haven't confirmed it, but I have feelings close to it. That's why I'm in so much trouble because I somehow know that.

Being favored is very bad for me. Because pure things cannot be rejected. Besides, it's too close to know what to do.

Even though you don't know exactly how I feel, you can't handle it in me even if you like it.

"Liz likes that guy?

"I don't know if it's heterosexual, but well."

... I still can't distinguish between likes and likes. Where do you like trust and where do you like it as heterosexual?

It's too close, and its classification is ambiguous. Jill and I don't even know if Cecil and I like you differently, for example. I'm really sorry. I like them both as much, but I can't name them if this is love or friendship or trust.

"... hey. I knew I couldn't give you the answer. Liz's heart."

"... Ugh"

I knew you were, and I dropped my shoulder, and my mother gently loosened her cheek and continued, "What can I say from me?"

"If that person gives you a favor, give him a proper answer. Don't obscure him. You can take the time to answer that."

"... even if you want to run away?

"Yep.... I'm sure Liz still thinks because Liz just doesn't know"

"Aren't you a bad hobby"

... Jill doesn't know subtly, but there's more like His Highness, isn't there? With all due respect, Your Highness's bad taste is determined in me.

I don't know why you can keep thinking of me.... such, not cute woman. Terrible woman. There's no such thing as a lovelier maid.

"Hehe, then Velph, who chose me, might not be a good taster either. Because in Velph's case, it was pretty forceful."

"And my father?

"Yeah, he confessed when he sheltered me, but after healing the wound, he confessed again and forced me to kiss him."

Oh, that gentleman and feminist father, he can't help it?

"I can't imagine it coming from my current father."

"I accidentally snapped, though."

"Or, Mother, that's intense..."

"Hehe, I was young back then"

My mother narrowed her eyes to nostalgia for saying that, winking like a prank when she noticed my gaze.

That face is very cute, but what my mother told you is quite boring, isn't it? He would have been an absolutely clueless tentacle.

"... well I've been told quite a bit too, but in the end I chose Velph, and I have no regrets"

That's what my mother said to me when I was distracted, a gentle grin.... Mother is still reminded that she has a different strength than her father.

Mother is supple strength if father is gentle strength. I've always wanted to be such a woman, but I'm actually a little vulnerable to. How can I keep myself as strong as the two of you?

"Liz will know what it's like to be in there. If I could have someone I really liked."

"... who I like"

"If only someone could show up who loves you and wants you on your side and wants to give you everything you have.... I just don't realize Liz, she might be showing up already."

"... ugh"

Is it convenient for someone like that to show up, and I roar, maybe I'm still young. Or why am I so young, I'm sure it's because I'm too familiar with my body.

... Me, I was so troubled by love, I wasn't human.

I don't know if the man my mother says will show up to me... but if someone like that were there, I would surely give it all away.

"Hehe, there's still time, so think slowly. But if we don't make up our minds soon, Velph will."

"... well, if you're politically married, it's you, Cecil, and there's no difference."

Cecil, you seem to hate me, but nothing. I like him as a person, so I think he's great as a partner. I don't know about love, but I think romantic marriage is good. I have some, but I also try to break that love is a good thing if I'm raised later, so I should follow my father.

... That's why it's so weird.

"If I'm the one Liz really wants, I want you to tie me up with that person unless it's too much. Think slowly."

"... Yes"

I don't know what to do with a favor if I don't know who I still like, but I'm talking about getting married.

Still, I snort with the thought that I wish I could visit someone like that, a satisfied mother.

"Heh heh, parents are close."

"... but I've always liked my father and mother"

"Oh. I love Liz, too."

"Yes."

Mother smiling and holding me tight.

Warm, sweet smell, pleasant softness, clear voice.

It was all connected to the conditions of good sleep and I fell asleep rapidly in my mother's arms.

When I woke up, my father, who was coming in at some point, was whining about something I didn't understand as "there are three angels," and he was spooking my mother. Personally, I think my mother is a goddess for this reason.