Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

I told my father my opinion straight away.

First disobedience. First conflict.

But I have no regrets. Because I wanted you to hear my sincere wishes, because I wanted you to know, even if you weren't allowed to.

I never got snorted out as a result, but I wasn't even rejected. I just sent Jill a provocation similar to encouragement to let her go over herself. Father also acknowledges Jill's strength and enthusiasm.

Jill began to encourage further practice. Getting in touch with me is also there, first self-drilling while working when I elevate myself. Unwavering determination and enthusiasm just surprise me, too.

If Jill works hard, I have to work hard, and I have things to do with me. I have to put a bullet in everything I've been running away from. I'm the only one who can't keep sweetening.

Because even if you know they're going to scratch you, you have to give them this answer.

"Your Highness."

A room in the castle.

A room for visitors with a much more vibrant interior than the Magic House, which emphasizes practicality. I was not intrigued by any of the nasty dishes, and my gaze was attracted to the sturdy looking out the back window.

My eyes, looking down at the castle with a worrying look, were just a little pregnant with my vision. I can tell by the sides alone Reiki, but I feel guilty because that makes me look so lonely. I haven't said anything yet, but I'm sure... they're spotting me, I feel.

His Royal Highness turns his gaze to this side of the call and smiles quietly. The face of an adult man, completely falling out of his misery. I'm sure the world's courtiers will fall in love.

"Liz, you've come a lot. You came here to give me answers?

It's all prospective. Even though you asked for it in your letter, you know this is all I have to do, such as come to the royal quarters myself. And that's not wrong.

Being stuck in a clear blue eye is only a little scary. It's all going to be spotted.

But there's no reason to think that Jill was prepared to declare war on his father. I must also communicate to him my own conclusions.

"... Your Highness, it's about the engagement"

"Liz, can I ask you one thing?

"Huh?"

I took a deep breath and tried to mouth the answer, and His Highness would come covering the inquiry to block it. His Highness walks over to me, bewildered by his eyes.

Uncloudy blue eyes, just lay low. Still, he was looking at me calmly.

"I'm not going to blame you in any way, understand that.... Why did you choose a squire instead of me? Where was I? I couldn't."

... Oh, I knew you'd noticed. My feelings are not for His Highness. Some objectively glanced at me, but then glanced at me.

The guilt that stirs up, indulging in it, I also look straight back into His Highness's eyes with perseverance. Don't run away, he's ready too, so what are you going to do with your back turned away from me?

"... it's not such an embarrassment to see where you can't be. I don't like it if it's not Jill. Because I like Jill. … I am well aware of that."

If it were, it wouldn't be possible. Decline the royal proposal, choose an assassination attempted squire, etc.

I know that if I am correct as a nobleman, I should of course choose the former, and I should apologize for my disrespect and accept his proposal even now. Even though Adelchan may be annoying, I am trying to get through my best.

"... may I know you're in a different capacity? Speaking of aristocracy, I just earned the title of honor. Still?"

"Yep.... I choose him, even if Jill stays a squire or becomes a commoner. On the contrary, Jill also chooses me, whether I become a commoner or an indulgence. Even if I'm no longer Adelchan, I'm good with Jill"

"... what do you like about it?"

"I don't know, everything I like. There are some things I don't like or want you to fix, because I like Jill by pulling it up there."

But... only this thought, I can't give in.

I like Jill. The kind, the sweet, the strong, the obsessive, the overprotective, the cooking. It's not that Jill has no flaws, but I love Jill, including that. Whatever His Highness may say, this feeling alone, cannot give way.

His Highness sighs at me, restating and smiling his feelings of staying in the back with his hands on his chest, then lowers his brow slightly and exhales deeply. The troubled smile was just a little distorted. I will solicit more of my guilt because I can tell it's trembling to cry.

It's my fault. You can blame me, but His Highness just lays down his long eyelashes and quietly faces. Still no sign of resentment or anger at me.

"... now that I've wasted my time, would Liz say it's my fault?

"No.... you can't restrict me. Because I'm the one to blame."

When I say blame me, I'm sure he won't blame me. Because he's sweet and smart. I know if you blame me, I'll be guilty, and he won't say anything. I'm just sweet about it. It's me who's cowardly.

"... even though I was the first to meet him. sloppy."

The words whined after a brief silence were not as royal positions, Your Highness...... as Master Eurice, genuine.

"... sorry"

"Well, I'm sorry I wasn't attracted to you, but I can't blame Liz for all this."

"No, that's not why."

"Good, the result is everything.... I meant it, I've always liked it"

"... sorry, do"

If I'd made it clear from the beginning, I wouldn't have had to make His Highness look like this. I've been deluding myself for fear of getting scratched, and it's all coming at me now.

Your Highness is harder than I am. Even though I know that, to my sorrow and my indecision, to my pity, my natural and tear glands have loosened.

I don't want you to look like this. Your Highness will be in trouble too if I don't be resolute to the end. I really shouldn't want to blame you.

But the tears that drip are not going to stop, and I just have to lean down. All I can do is watch them stain on a puffy and soft carpet.

"... I didn't mean to make you cry. I keep putting Liz in trouble."

"No, I did."

"... Liz, don't apologize. It would be Liz's choice."

"... eh"

Softly impelled, this really makes me seem like a waster.

Only when, a reversed position. When I was on the side of praise, I was only on the side of being praised and watched. That's all His Highness is growing up and on the contrary I'm getting young. It doesn't even make me laugh when I ask.

"Where I made things out of power here, Liz wouldn't be mine, would she?

"... sorry"

... That's all I can't do.

Even if I accepted the proposal in consideration of my home and position, my heart would surely not be His Highness's forever. Whether you become the Crown Princess or give a fuck, only your heart belongs to Jill. Already, that's all my feelings are for Jill, and I can only give Jill love.

Your Highness won't be forced to because you can imagine such a future. His Royal Highness wants my heart, and realizes that if I can't help it, I will leave unnecessarily.

Your Highness is kind. So I hate to grieve. Pull yourself back because you know I'll cry.

Even if it was my choice, it must have hurt him.

The pompous tears were at the fingertips of His Royal Highness, who came close at some point. His Highness laughed bitterly at the water that rounded his eyes and still flowed alone.

"I have nothing to worry about. It's better not to be arrogant if you don't get one or two things."

My eyes get hot again on words that can be both my comfort and my words to myself. I wiped my tears at the back of my hand saying I shouldn't worry any more, and my moist vision smiled like trouble if I looked up at His Highness as it was.

"Liz still seems to care.... right, if... Liz, get a squire"

"... Huh?

If he blinked his eyes to the abrupt words, His Highness smiled with tears, then somewhere nihil grinned in his mouth.

"Even if I know by reason, my emotions are unconvincing.... I guess Liz's squire is strong enough to cut off my untrained?