Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

In the meantime, when I went out with Fiona and the others, I thought again, speaking of which, it's almost Jill's birthday.

Eleven years early since you started serving me. Jill, then a twelve-year-old boy, is now perfectly successful as well. It's closer to a good guy than it looks, but it looks pretty awesome when I say I take it off around. Even the stiffness of the muscles when held on somehow tells that.

After eleven years of service and nine more years of adulthood, Jill doesn't really like something called a birthday.

When I started serving, he didn't tell me about my birthday, and even though I thought it was strange, he made fun of me. My age was entering double digits by the time you gradually told me.

Hitting her doubts as to why she disliked it, Jill lowered her brow and laughed as she seemed to have a little trouble responding, then slowly clapped her shoulders.

"Because I don't have many good memories for my birthday"

It was me and my father who broke my chest with a bitterly whining word. Now I am reminded of the demise of the late Sir Alfredo.

It wasn't us who could keep quiet when we heard that.

My father also recognizes Jill as a member of his family, so he cares about Jill. Then it was a few years ago that I celebrated in a grand way to repaint those unpleasant memories.

It was a lot awesome then, but as a result, Jill was happy with the crying and laughing feeling, so it turns out to be O'Rei.

Then every year Jill's birthday is supposed to be celebrated by her family, but when it's also her twenty-fourth birthday, the story of the gift comes to an end.

I was having trouble with what I would give you because Jill herself has no appetite in the first place. Until now, scarves, handkerchiefs, smaller magic items bought at Mr. Elsa's.

I've given you something that's relatively practical, but I'm running out of stuff to give you just to say it's time to run out of measures. Decorations are not very suitable for men, and money or anything is not a gift. In the first place, Jill is a covenant maker, so he probably has extra money, and he earns even more from his territory.

Then it will be a question of what I will give you for your birthday this year. As far as I can think of, I'm giving you what you might want.

Then I'd like to start by asking people their opinions from Ruby, while I'm there so Jill can't tear me apart.

"Hey Ruby, do you know what Jill wants?

He even convinced me not to explain, "Oh, it's that time of year already," when I caught Ruby and inquired, who was encouraging voluntary training in magic in your garden. However, I have narrowed my eyes without a heart.

"Do you understand? But I won't."

"Eh. Do something about it"

"Meh."

I'd like to ask you somehow, but Ruby's is not going to leak it to me. He comes at my lips with a pranky grin.

A cute smile from my sister's point of view, and I don't think her eyes are laughing a bit, but I guess I'm not the one that's being pointed at. But I'm the one who gets stared at peeking in from the bottom and gets a little dizzy.

Ruby's grown up a lot lately, and she's getting closer to my back. In two more years, they'll be mildly outrun.

I'm worried about the future as a sister because I feel something close to the colour tone that would not appear in a toddler when besides the unyielding grin as it stands. Your father's genes are pulsating, and you're anxious not to become a madam killer in them. I can't tell him in person though.

"I mean, I definitely don't want to give you what you want the most."

"What is your strong intention?"

I don't even feel like I'm saying something terrible.

Sure, Ruby prioritizes you, Cecil, and you can be a little mean to Jill... but you don't think it's as bad as dislike, do you?

What Ruby is pointing at Jill is, um... hostility, or nothing harmful to it. I don't mean that you dislike me, and I think it's okay.

Even though you can tell me, and pointing her lips slightly dissatisfied, Ruby laughs and shakes her head in the air as she shudders. From that response, I also understood that there would never be any leaks from Ruby's mouth.

"My sister has secrets, too. I'm a man, too. There's a man's secret."

"Oh, really? Then I'll ask the others."

It felt like Ruby had become a man on one end, and the emotional ones were a little complicated to say that something was anxious to get ahead of.

I give up on hearing it out of Ruby, Dad next.

You'll be spending a lot of time with Jill at work, and I felt adults would know what adult Jill wanted.

"Do you know what my father wants from Jill?

"Right, I know, but don't do it. It's still early for him."

Apparently, his father has an idea of what Jill wants, too. So it's with Ruby that you don't seem willing to tell me.

The question comes to my father, who lowers his eyebrows and shakes his head in a sense of bitterness, as to why he doesn't tell me all about it.

Is it like I can't tell you? Ruby said it was a man's secret, and his father said it was too early for Jill.

You're wondering if there's anything early for a gift, aren't you, Jill? I'm already an adult and I can drink alcohol. Even my father drinks with Jill occasionally, and the alcohol line is excluded.

Something that's still early for Jill, for example, in a man's secret. A man's secret.

... No way, Harumoto?

In this day and age, it also exists as a male preference or entertainment, and there are books like that for noble women. I haven't been taught about my girlfriend at home, but I also know that there are books like that for education.

On second thought, being twenty-four and unmarried is quite something, so it's possible that you have one of the three greatest desires, right? There is also a hand called a whorehouse, but there is no way Jill is going to that place.

... Again, is this line powerful?

"... Father, Jill's an adult now, isn't he? One or two somewhat adorable books..."

"I don't know how that happened, but it's not what I imagined you'd say in Jill's honor."

It would be pathetic if a boulder could block the area, a father who shook his head in the face if he complained with his eyes. I'm usually the right person to laugh at, but now I'm just as faceless as I've shredded my emotions off.

I'm glad I missed my predictions. I'm sad. I'm sorry I couldn't guess what Jill wanted, but I'm a little relieved that Jill doesn't want that kind of book.

I know it's something like that where I possessed it, and I'm not going to reject a man's instincts. Isn't it healthy as a Ning Ro man?

Still, it's complicated because I can't imagine Jill getting excited about something like that, and I'd finally do something if I had imagined it. I don't think so and Jill's on his own......

Father also thought face to me when I tied my lips to what was wrong.

"What Jill wants, hey.... right, I'm thinking about taking a little break from me."

"Congratulations on your recent work. I'm working hard on my special training."

"Well, I'll make the most of it, 'cause I'm not a ghost either.... Liz, why don't you work for Jill?

"That's why I'm asking you what you want..."

"Jill thinks Liz's labor is enough."

"... is that right?

"Oh."

I don't have to bother giving you things to be happy, I don't know what you think. Jill will mostly be happy with what I give him, and I'll just be happy to thank you. It's not hard to imagine a flat face breaking with a word of congratulations.

But it's my birthday in the corner, so you also want to give me something to stay in shape. Wouldn't you like to keep celebrating a lot for what wasn't celebrated at a young age?

"Hmmm...... I'll try to worry a little more. It's my birthday in the corner."

After all, I couldn't think of a gift that would come with a pin when I asked my father, and I thanked him before leaving my father's study behind.

When close rubies and fathers are wasted, there is only one person left close to knowing how men feel. My dear friend, who has general common sense and is Jill's understander.

"Cecil, do you know what Jill wants?

I went to work at the Magic Academy, and when I asked the most about the opening, you wandered off as if you had just met me. Cecil. All of a sudden I got the look of what it is, but when I return my serious gaze, I lean down with my folded finger on my mouth to think a little.

The grunt plundered my ear about what is good to say, and perhaps Cecil knows what Jill wants too. However, he seems to be speaking up, and he seems to be circling his thoughts with a frown.

You took plenty of a minute or so to get your face up, Cecil, and your face was subtly tense.

"Right, flowers... maybe. It's also very high."

"Flowers, is it? You can't plant it in your garden."

"Well, in a way, may I say I was raised with his hands. It's an unacceptable, honorable flower."

I have a very distant eye, or an eye with envy somewhere near the ceiling of the room. I know it's probably not really a flower, it's some kind of metaphorical expression... but it's not going to tell me what that is.

"So what shall we do?"

"I don't know. In the first place, he'd probably be happy with what you gave him or did to him."

"I can imagine, but then I don't think that makes sense. It's my birthday in the corner."

"... birthday hey. Well, he'd be happy if you laughed."

"That's right..."

That's what they all say, isn't it? He said he was just happy with the words.

But then we're celebrating Jill. I don't care. This may be my fault, but I want to keep it in shape if I can. If you can't do that, you can consume it, but I want to give you what Jill wants. Even if it's my self-satisfaction, I'm looking out for a lot of Jill and I want to give it back.

"I think it's a mistake to ask me. Ask the person."

"It's not a surprise."

"It's a shame you're sniffing around."

"Ugh."

It's a sharp Jill thing, so it would be a shame for me to ask everyone what Jill wants. I control it so it doesn't get through the ring, but still, I was surprised that Jill and I deviated a little when we met. I think you realize something.

Your big sigh pours down on me, Cecil, who can only bother me as I put my index fingers on each other.

"Laugh at him, that's enough"

"But it is."

"Then I hope you fulfill Jill's request on your birthday. It's a constructive idea."

Do me a favor, round your eyes.

"That's it!

Cecil, if you let the boulder shine in your eyes, it's Cecil holding your forehead tight just to say I said something extra.

Yes, it's the mountains that I wanted to leave you in shape, but there's also the possibility of giving you something you don't want, so you should ask the person. The feeling of surprise may fade, but you're expecting me to give you something because it's about Jill. Wouldn't it betray that prediction?

If it's in the form of granting you a favor, I can give you what Jill wants, and I'm very happy to give you a favor. Sometimes surprises like this are good.

"Thank you, Mr. Cecil, I can grab the thread!

"Liz, please, don't defend yourself. Take care of yourself no matter what."

"... why are you being given words to go to battle?

Cecil, you just asked Jill for a favor, and she grabbed me on the shoulder with a very anxious or convulsive look, so I just nodded even though I didn't know why.