Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Cecil, I hear you wanted to say (Ruby says) that you're beautiful, but you don't have a pretty face other than me, do you? I'm drawing my mother's blood, so I think she's neat.

It is classified as a relatively neat face, and I am aware then of the soft and saggy hair texture of my mother, the white skin and the irregular body there, although not as good as my mother's.

Still, as far as I'm concerned... I don't think this is pretty, it's cute, I think I can split it it between you. It's also childish and loving, in the sense.

I'm a little swollen in the mirror. Tight double eyelids and small lips gave the impression of a child somewhere.

Why is it such a shame that it is a young appearance?

Or I think the outfit also determines the impression. I tie my hair to look cute with a magic cover ribbon. The outfit has many hints and pastel colors that give a soft impression. Or red.

... I'm starting to feel like it's because of this outfit.

But I hardly wear makeup unless I go to a party to take care of it, and the clothes are bought according to the preferences of my mother and maids. He sees what suits me, so he's wearing it as it is.

My father praises me for being cute and like a doll, but I don't feel very praised. I just think I'm smiling or something because I'm a kid, absolutely.

Jill... maybe as a girl, you're looking at me, but, you know, it's still cute and that kind of compliment. Looks like you're starting to treat me like I'm an adult, but still, all I'm saying is that I'm cute or something.

Cecil, you have very little to praise directly from the front, as Ruby said.... I don't know if you were trying to say beautiful, but it's always Cecil who treats you like a dick.

So it's refreshing to see what's beautiful. Should I dress more like an adult because I'm an adult?

"How can I be beautiful,?

It's good to ask my mother, but she didn't try to be because she has a beautiful face from the beginning and is natural.

Then I tried to talk to you about what that beauty was, Mr. Fiona, who just told me about the escort. I'm shopping for a woman today, so that's why Mr. Fiona followed me. So there's a little bit of Mr. Loran behind us, just in case.

Oh, Jill says she has work to do today. My father called me in.

Off the record, Mr. Fiona is a woman, but she is soothing, tall, and has shorter hair. But because of her femininity and her neat face, she is a boyish but very beautiful woman.

It is a coveted statue of a woman who fights because her mother and I have the opposite type of Rin Beauty.

"That's right...... when it comes to beauty secrets, will it still be a moderate exercise?

"So, is it moderate exercise"

Moderate exercise, indeed, Mr. Fiona, is not half as exercisable... and you have sleek, supple limbs, and a Rin beauty, right?

I don't have much exercise, and I go to the Magic Academy so precisely...

"Also stressful? Stress is the enemy of beauty."

"I see! So, what's Mr. Fiona's way of stressing out?

"You're going to knock the men down!

Mr. Fiona mouths the ladies with a very good smile. You can't, Mr. Fiona. Pretty aggressive or bold...... I forgot it's a bit belligerent. Vector is too different from mine to be helpful.

This way, and if you look at Mr. Loran behind you, a look close to the faceless, not very emotional face. But my eyes don't just tell me to give up. To see my cheeks cramp, sigh.

"You can't ask Miss Lisbeth for that."

"That's true, too. Oh, will Master Liz join the knight's training? But it's not good for Liz to be crowded with bastards."

"Fiona, do something about the words"

"I'm told by Verph," Don't beat the shit out of my daughter. "

... Dad, you were sneaking orders. I could defend myself for once, but I guess I'm worried about my father.

"Why did Master Liz suddenly say that? Could it be love?

"Heh."

Just wondering, my cheeks were stiff. On the contrary, Mr. Fiona smiles and smiles slightly no.

"Did even your favorite lords show up? If you're talking about love, I'll talk to you if you want!

"Shit, no! That's not it! Me, I mean beautiful looking, cute in a childish way, because I feel like it, I just wanted to be beautiful."

Mr. Fiona seems a little sorry for me to shake my head with the impetus to shake my hair in a hurry. Maybe it's heartbreaking that the girl didn't develop into a love talk she likes.

You want to be beautiful for someone you like, or something like that... well, there shouldn't be. Well, I'd be happy if Jill or Cecil complimented me. No, no, no, that's not why you want to be beautiful.

I don't really know what you're thinking anymore, but only embarrassment is certain and I shrunk my shoulders. Fiona's smile is dazzling, for some reason, just glowing.

"Then I'll teach you the best secret to being beautiful. Girls are beautiful when they fall in love."

Mr. Fiona whispers confidently about words like he heard somewhere. Behind you, Mr. Loran says, "You say. I can only see swords and magic," Mr. Fiona said, smiling and fisting backwards. Somehow we're friendly brothers and sisters.

Even Mr. Loran, who works out well, seems Fiona's fist was painful and frowned upon, but he doesn't do it in retribution because Mr. Loran is a gentleman, and maybe more routine. You're the type to push, aren't you, Fiona?

As you continue the conversation on foot, you are apparently at your destination. Mr. Loran is subtly looking at the shop sign and solidifying it.

We'll wait outside.

"Uh, brother, aren't you coming in? Escort, right?

"... I'm going to see what a woman wears."

Slightly laughing, Mr. Fiona, of course.

The sign says the name of the store. Tailor, but if you want to say more, it's limited to what you wear on your complexion.

Instead of having ready-made products lined up like in previous life, the store will have them made to order. Of course, but you can also buy what is in the store, but it is common for you to make it custom-built with reference to its design.

Speaking of why I came to a place like this, I asked my mother, who I slept with during this time, if it was time to make a new one.... I think my mother has spotted too much of anything.

Well whatever, I don't think it's a comfortable space for men in every world, so I'm not going to be forced to take Mr. Loran...... Mr. Fiona seems different.

"Oh, you want to buy a brother too?

Apparently, I'd like to push Mr. Loran for a strange hobby.

"Why me?"

"To Eleanor's sister-in-law"

"I don't need it."

"That, do you two have sisters?

I thought they were exactly two brothers and sisters, but Fiona's dictation is like she still has a sister.

To me twisting my neck, Mr. Fiona looks at Mr. Loran.

"Oh, my brother's married."

"KEKO...... YES!?

I dropped the bomb statement.

Unexpectedly, he utters a sobering voice and hurriedly holds down his mouth with his hands, spreading a pranky grin on Mr. Fiona's face. Mr. Loran is a subtly bad-ass looking face, but a troubled looking face in my sight. I guess not denying it is a true story.

"It's not surprising that Park Min-jin has a wife on the top of this Buddha."

"What, that's not true. But I wonder what he's like!

"Eleanor, my sister-in-law is a very cute, my-paced person. And I'm the owner of the instrumentation that accepts such an unfathomable brother. You chose a man like this for better or better."

I smile, but I don't think that's a dialogue to tell my real brother. Mr. Loran did not look angry, even though he was indifferent and terrible.

"... I just agree that Eleanor is not well enough for me"

"And it's Eleanor's sister-in-law who drowns her brother like this."

He's a good man, Mr. Fiona, tightened up.

I'm also surprised that Mr. Loran is welcoming his wife, and it was always impressive that the cool Mr. Loran looked so sweet, but I've been personally surprised.

... Mr. Loran and Jill aren't too old apart, are they? Or Jill's older, right?

That's how Mr. Loran is married and his wife is here, and he looks happy.... This is not in itself.

Jill, it's already twenty-three... No, it's already twenty-four. I'm still in the aristocratic age range, but I don't even see this letter from my pivotal lover. I'm aware that's because it serves me, but whatever.

Ugh... you keep thinking of me, or what? No, but you heard that from yourself... no, if my wife didn't get it, that's what I'm gonna say? It would only be a word of mouth to that child.

Besides, Jill was just a squire back then. I was ten back then, wasn't I? There's no such thing as having romantic feelings at the extreme of times, is there?

"Master Liz?

"Oh, no, it's nothing!

Thoughts inadvertently lean in strange directions, shaking their heads in haste and smiling and deluding them. Mr. Fiona is acting strange, so I guess he wasn't here in his mind.

"So, you buy it for Mr. Eleanor, too?

"I won't buy it!

Off the record before being pursued, Mr. Loran rarely reinforced his voice and denied it, so me and Mr. Fiona laughed face-to-face.

After all, Mr. Loran didn't arrive inside and was waiting outside the store. I was asking Fiona for it because it was a woman's shopping, but I think she did something to apologize to Loran for coming here because she was worried.

Beautiful, upright immovable with no expression in front of a tailor in underwear...... you don't have to feel devastated by Mr. Loran or this store. Because I'm kept away from being exposed to sight. Mr. Loran, it's a beauty that feels hard to get close to.

By the time I went outside asking for an order, Mr. Loran looked subtly tired. I wouldn't miss seeing that and Mr. Fiona laughed with delight at the pieces and Mr. Loran frowned slightly.

"Oh, because I ordered it under your brother's name"

"What are you doing?"

"It's okay, because Eleanor's sister-in-law is just the right size. I'm glad you're doing a lot of work, huh?

"You watch your mouth!

Loran, who is relatively warm and doesn't reveal much emotion, also cautions himself with a sharp tone by hoisting his chin all the time. He knew it couldn't be done with the boulder any more, and Mr. Fiona was honestly shutting her mouth to say yes.

It must be complicated for my sister to worry about her nightlife. Mr. Loran, who is dyeing his face a little red, seems uncomfortable in my gaze. I shrink my shoulders because I'm embarrassed to learn about those vivid circumstances I know, too.

Whatever it is, it's not about going on and on, so we cut up the conversation and start walking down the road back to the mansion. Mr. Loran and Mr. Fiona had a little argument.

Just a little sigh of sigh as I listened blurry to that conversation, remembering the noble duties and what happened with Jill before this.

... I can't ask Jill, so my hypothesis doesn't leave the realm of speculation. I don't want to know about the habits I want to know, I don't want to break the relationship is my true meaning.

I laughed bitterly that I was indecisive and terrible, and I followed my way back to the mansion.