Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

I talked to my mother and worried about myself, and I couldn't help but converge on my petite panic. It's hard to be over-conscious, Cecil, and it's even more so now that you and Jill are boys. I'm not really aware of it.

In the first place, you wouldn't normally want to do anything to me. You just have to stay with a normal sense of friends and family.

"Are we back yet?

I'm here to tutor Ruby, Mr. Cecil. Ruby now works in swordsmanship archeology with Mr. Loran, so he's now putting his energy into the sun shade named Talking to Two at the Garden Table.

You, Cecil, face to face with the little table, seem to be peeking a little distance from what I'm doing.

"Whatever. Oh, so, but I care about gender properly!

"I didn't care. It's been weird.... but right"

"Huh?"

"No, it's a shame you can't see yesterday's special victory," he said.

... Kid, yesterday's, I just panicked! I don't usually react like that, like a girl. Like that raw daughter...... no, she's a raw daughter, but she's too beginner.

"Ugh, that's loud...... to the habit of being bright red myself"

"That's bad you were weird and grumpy"

"Feminine sounds like a bad word."

I'm a woman in the first place, so it's natural to be a woman. Well, I'm Cecil. Young people may be stronger from you, but I'm still a woman, and I have a little something to do every now and then.

Mmm, and swell your cheeks to protest against you, Cecil, but you don't seem to be going to turn your opinions around.

"Can't you at least say cute or girly"

"Say it yourself"

"I don't think I'm so cute. I'm aware of the sight there."

Nobody thinks I'm a super beautiful girl or anything like that. Of course it would be neat and cute. I think it would go into cute, but I have no idea that it's an extinct beautiful girl or anything that everyone can see.

Or if you think you're so cute yourself, you look like a narcissist, so it's not the first thing.

"... you're not aware at all, you"

"Huh?"

"I think Mr. Selene is very beautiful."

"Do you understand! Mother, you're beautiful, I think you're an immortal beauty!

Cecil, I think this is sincere because you rarely praise a woman. I'm also glad to be praised for my mother, because she's my favorite mother.

My mother is neat enough to say that she is a goddess, and she has a nice calm smile. He said he was back until he married his father, and he seemed to have worked hard to shoot him.

I look like my mother, too, but it's not as beautiful as my mother. They often say child-faces and so on, and facial lines and so on are not as idle as mothers.

Pretty if you put it well, or worse, youthful face. I'm more grown-up than I used to be, but still compared to your growth, Cecil, I remain childish.

So I have an admiration for a beautiful face like my mother's, and being praised for my mother is a pride to me. What a mother I am.

Cecil, I'd be glad if you could understand my mother's beauty, too.

"... uh yeah right, that's good enough"

Cecil, you were holding your forehead slightly tight to my smile.

"Why are you scared, Mother? You must be beautiful.... Cecil, were you a mature hobby?

"Why not!... you're so dull on purpose."

"I know it's dull, but it's not on purpose. If you say that, Mr. Cecil, you're not being honest, are you? It's scratched every now and then."

Try deliberately lowering your eyebrows and saying a little dissatisfied that you could fight back a little.

Cecil, since you are Mr. Tundele, I often disagree with what you think is often called the Heavenly Evil Ghost. Probably also reflexively "silly" or "aho" jumping out of your mouth.

Well, I rarely take it seriously, either, because it's a shade of light or I just can't be honest. About when my mental is weak.

Besides, I'm not being honest, I'm being mean. Cecil, you're adorable, too, and I don't really care because you're proof of good health.

"... sorry"

It was like a little joke, Cecil, but I hear you had a lot of verses in mind. It's a clean hit for some reason. My expression may have worked, too, Cecil, and something unexpected has happened that you're also going to lower your eyebrows and apologize for coming.

I didn't mean to make any dent, so I'll link my neck and shake it, and I'll tell him it's okay in a hurry.

"What, please don't take me so seriously! Well, Tundele Cecil, aren't you adorable?

"It's weird!

"Irrational!"

I wonder why you're yelling at me for encouraging you, me.

"... to be honest, I'm embarrassed."

"I know. It's okay, Cecil. We've been dating for years. I can translate your language."

I've been with you for eight years, Cécile. Your words are full. I have interpreted it for my convenience, but I don't think it's generally wrong. Cecil, I enjoy considering your personality and exploring your sincerity.

Put your chest up and let me look at you, Cecil, a little out of sight from your chest. Look at my face and sigh at me.

"Sometimes, there's a good chance it's a mistranslation."

"Interpretation."

"You didn't draw intentions. So you know what I was trying to say earlier?

"My mother is a beautiful woman."

"Develop a little more from there."

For some reason, I feel subtly infidel and rotten today, Mr. Cecil, a keen penetrator.

I stretch my arms from across the table and pull my cheeks around, so hiccup and leak my dumb voice. But I can't deny how subtly I've gotten used to this exchange, too, Cecil, because you pull my cheeks so well.

I doubt I'll subtly treat you like a girl, but maybe this is just about as good as it sounds like you're losing your mind if you're too conscious.

But it hurts to get my cheeks twisted, so I didn't know, but I gently kicked my leg under the table to get back at it. I did it around the top of a shoe that wasn't properly dirty.

When we finished plain attacking each other and stuck for a paragraph, we saw them rushing over from those whose lawns were spreading in the garden. There's nothing wrong with shaking bright red hair and shimmering eyes of the same color.

My dear brother seems to arrive here shortly after the audition, a battlefield of our plain offensive battle with a little breath out.

It's a big advance over the old days, isn't it, when you were little you said you were falling asleep feeling ill immediately? With the results of your training, you won't feel ill easily anymore.... On the contrary, you're getting some kind of plain muscle, this kid.

My face is adorable and puffy, but my body is a little stiff when I squeeze it tight and hug it. You accidentally come across a change of clothes or something, but you'd be surprised how much you look like a boy.

"Welcome home, Ruby. How's the audition going?

Ruby, with her father's burning red hair on her forehead, lacks effort without a glance. Because the red cheeks also worked in training.

When I wipe you sweat with the handkerchief I had, I laugh adorably and say "thank you sister". Even if your body succeeds, it doesn't change the way you love it.

He said, "Well, if you grow up, you can join the Knights."

I discovered something quite amazing from Ruby's mouth while breathing. Mr. Loran is not the type to flatter. I'll be frank, and I don't really want to lie.

So it must have been sincere to compliment Ruby. That, Cecil, you know, is why I have a soft grin after I open my eyes a little.

"Well, well done. Ruby's gonna be a good guy who can use both, like Loran."

"Wow! Oh, but, you know, I've had my goal for a long time!

"Oh, I want to hear it. What's Ruby's goal?

With that said, you've never heard of a clear goal from Ruby, have you? I always said, "To protect my sister!" I only hear words that are about as sweet as they are.

If Ruby herself has achieved what she thinks is a goal, I would also like to hear that as a sister. As a sister, Ruby wants you to grasp Ruby's happiness, although of course Ruby's feelings are delightful.

"In the future, I want to make my brother and sister feel better!

But the words I got back from Ruby, I feel worse in some other way.

"... are you talking about old age?

"Yeah, when I grow up. You know, Dr. Lorraine said," Now that some of the ministers are corrupt, it's lamentable that Velph and His Majesty are overlapping. "

"It's not a public story to make kids listen to."

"Mr. Loran, what are you saying to the child?"

Obviously, that's not what you say to children.

"So she said, 'I'm worried Miss Lisbett and Lord Cecil might be able to use it,' so I was wondering if I could clean it."

"... er, I mean?

"So let's clean up the dirt. I want to make a decision when I grow up with Operation Big!

Eh, and he's my brother, who said it with a visible grin like I put up my chest earlier.

I wanted to hold my head impulsively, but I felt comfortable here, Cecil, and I distracted you. Well, as expected, Cecil, you were holding your forehead after you were distracted, too. I kind of feel like all my sisters and brothers are giving you this look, Cecil.

"... what shall we do, Mr. Cecil, our brother is too ambitious"

"I wasn't expecting it either."

I've come to think of a cute goal like being my fine magician and defeating Jill's father on his right arm or something. How magnificent is the goal of wanting to normalize the country by deciding on a centuries-old cleanup operation that rocks the country?

"Then, sister, brother, father, king of kingdoms, I wonder if you'd all be happy."

"Uh, Ruby. You don't have the power and strength to hold people's hearts and allies in important positions, do you? I'm scared of assassinations."

"I'll do my best! Dad, I talked to my mother and she laughed at me."

"Well..."

Cecil, you're right. You'll laugh and flush because it's about Mother and Father. Ambition is too great for anything.

"But my mother said, 'Ruby is good at people's hearts and minds, and she's been getting stronger lately, and the Marquis has no problem with her position. Heh heh, look forward to it."

"Mother... please stop..."

"Give it up, it's too late for this"

"Good luck!

How could I grow up to be such an innocently ambitious boy when I said I was sick and weak when I was born? I have no offense or selfishness in the person, so I have trouble the other way around.

Perhaps purely because we or His Majesty are in trouble, he just wanted to do something about it.

I can clearly say that is not possible if that is the son of a civilian or a lower aristocrat, but Ruby will be the son of the Marquis, later Marquis. Positively, you're in a position to reach something around the Chancellor, so I'm afraid you can't say it's impossible.

And this is just a hunch... Ruby, maybe because you're good at grasping people's hearts, at least your ladies' hopes can be gathered. He's inheriting his father's blood thick, so it'll probably be quite aesthetically shaped, and you can still peek at one of those scales. As a sister, I am anxious and full of horror in the future.

"... uh, let's change the story. Oh, Ruby, can Ruby translate in your language, Cecil?

I'm going to have a headache anticipating Ruby's innocent hegemony any more, so change the subject.

I'll just steam back a little of the story I was telling you until Ruby got here.

"Brother language?

"Hey, wait here."

"Cecil, I praised you, Mother, for being such a beautiful woman. If I agree, I'll be stunned. Why do you think that is?

Cecil, if you love Ruby, can you understand your language exactly? Oh, my God, Cecil, I love you.

So I thought I'd ask Ruby, Cecil, but you're kind of in a hurry. He was staring at me to stop, sending his gaze gently but in a hurry to Ruby.

I don't seem to want to be told, but in my habit of telling me to understand.

Ruby, I look at you after a punch, Cecil, and then I compare you to me.

"Your brother told your sister, didn't he?

"Yes."

"Um, I can't imagine the conversation before that, but I think your brother wanted to compliment you on your sister?

"Please, Ruby, don't say any more"

Praise...? And to me tilting my neck, Cecil, you were reaching out to Ruby with your face crooked enough to seem to draw your cheeks.

"You rarely praise the appearance directly from the front because it's about your brother. So you can have a sister who dragged her beautiful mother's blood so hard, Muggle."

"Ruby, let's not talk over there for a second. Yeah, it's time to practice magic."

"Mm."

Before I react, Cecil, you quickly block and pull Ruby's mouth away from me. I chewed up the meaning and my cheeks got a little hot, Cecil, and you looked down on this one with your eyes open.

"It's his imagination."

"Yes, sir"

... Cecil, your translation, I've only done that now. Ha, maybe... I'm ashamed because it was a star, and I hope you don't pursue it... No, that might be a translation error because I'm embarrassed too.

To me holding my cheeks, Ruby winks as she is drawn away.... You grew up with a child who didn't... I'm worried about your sister, all sorts of things.