Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

It's kind of dusty watching everyone's nostalgic faces thrive on their parents' stories. I don't know, my parents admire me...

As I blossomed into an old nostalgic story, in the guest room, Mr. Dahlia came in. She was the first woman to hire a rotten spirit. Something's getting a little better.

"Mr. Lew, Mr. Kouki, it's been a while! Would you like a drink of the new liquor I made? I can do it."

That's what I said, it looked like I had already prepared it, and the servant ladies with the basin from behind were coming in with a liquor bottle and a glass.

Oh, hey, are you drinking in the daytime?

"Oh, Lord Dahlia, that's a good time. I was just talking about an old drunken friend."

Mr. Bash is pouring alcohol into the glass he received in a flamboyant answer.

"Do you want a drink, Lew?

Koo, your mother likes alcohol a lot, too. He also asked me as I took my own glass.

In this country, I don't like it because I don't prohibit my kids from drinking alcohol, so I can drink it normally too, but I don't like it that much, and I don't like it because I feel bad for physical growth.

Other kids seem to be like that, and even if they sell alcohol in Wangdu, only adults buy it. Besides, it's not good for kids to grow up, and our taverns, liquor stores, subtly decide to only sell alcohol to people over the age of eighteen.

"No, I'm fine"

"Yes, it's still early for Lew, isn't it? Heh heh, even though Liu is the one who started making alcohol, it's kind of funny. Can I get you some juice?"

Mm-hmm. Well, let's do that. But I'm pretty happy with the tea I already have at the table.

"Dear Dahlia to your father! Get me some booze! How long are you going to keep Mr. Lew and Mr. Kouki back? I'm tired of coming back, so it's time to show you to your room."

In the middle of the conversation, a woman's voice came down. I turn to the voice, a woman standing neatly familiar.

Oh, I haven't seen it in a while. I mean, since the first time you came to Ruby Forn and said hello? It's Mr. Bash's oldest daughter.

I stood up unexpectedly to the lady I hadn't seen in a long time to say hello.

"It's been a while. Dear Galatea,"

"Long time no see. But, Mr. Lew, you can call me your sister about me, right?

No, that's a little.

'Cause if I do, I'll have to call you Mother about the Ruby Forn family wife, too. Because my mother is Koo's mother. Well, I haven't seen Mr. Bash's wife's face nearby yet.

I'm talking about wizards, but they tend to be sick, and they're always on the bed, ma'am. Even when I first greeted him, it was a conversation over the bed because he was ashamed of himself in his sleep.

"Oh, no, I get nervous, uh-huh."

When I laughed and deceived, it seemed like something I tried to deceive Mr. Galatea, said Mr. Lew, who was inconvenient, and laughed at me.

The feeling of not being forced resembles Mr. Bash. My face doesn't look like Mr. Bash, so I'm sure he looks like your mother.

"Yeah, but Galatea's right. I had a good time talking to you when I had a fling, but you're tired, aren't you, Liu? Let's go to your room."

That said, Koo, put a glass of alcohol on the table like your mother panicked.

"No, you're fine! Plus, it's the alcohol Mr. Dahlia prepared for me because of it! Koo, enjoy your mother!

When I said that, but - or something like that, I was Koo's mother trying to get back into the room with me, but I'm going to let you rest in the room alone - or something like that, and I was going to go to the room where I was the only one staying first.

Upon completion, Mr. Bash's daughter, Mr. Galatea, is to be guided to his room, and as I look at Mr. Galatea's back to go first, I feel smudged and wondered that although on the family registry, this person is in law, but my sister, will be.

When I was in Ruby Volne, I had too much to do and never had much contact with, I mean, I didn't even feel slightly avoided, but as far as the reaction from earlier, you seem like a good guy. I wonder if Mr. Bash's wife looks like this, too.

With that in mind, I was walking about Mr. Galatea and Mr. Galatea stopped and looked back at me.

"You know, Mr. Lew, I need to ask you something..."

"Yes, what is it?

"Well, Mr. Lew wouldn't call me my sister because I was mistaken about Mr. Lew the first time, and that, your father's hidden child... I couldn't be very nice to you, because I care?

Huh!? That's how they thought I was!?

When we first met, I thought it was dry.

But it's true, if you suddenly have a child that you don't know you're going to adopt, there's no way you're going to have that suspicion. As far as I'm concerned, I didn't really think about that because it just felt like borrowing a name made me feel like an adopted daughter...

Indeed, neither Mr. Galatea nor his wife came into contact with me. I tend to get through quite naturally, so I figured it was something like nobility after all.

Now I wonder if his wife was greeting him over the bunker because she suspected him of hiding it. When that happens, I'm sorry about something.

"Oh, no, not at all, that's not it! I originally felt that I only borrowed my name to let me go to school, and, you know, I didn't come into my adoptive daughter because I felt like I was going to be a family, so it's different to call me sister or something, I just think so...! It doesn't mean anything!

As I was desperately elucidating, Mr. Galatea laughed at me couscous.

"Good for you then. I'm sorry I made a mistake. Someone told me that Mr. Lew wasn't like that, and I was just recently convinced. In fact, I don't feel like a concealer looking back at what Mr. Lew has done so far, and I rather appreciate the fact that he has stabilized the territory. Thanks to you, this ruby-forn land has also calmed down a little and your mother's seizures have calmed down."

Who is someone...... Mr. Tagosak I guess. It's not like Mr. Galatea's a Tagosak... is it? Plus, I'm curious to call it a mother's seizure. I was asking if I tend to get sick or something, but I wonder if it's pretty serious.

"Well, ma'am, is it a pretty serious illness?

"You mean sick... No, you're sick. I'm watching over you and your father, but if you're free, you're gonna try to use magic. You're almost asleep, and then you use magic to destroy your body again. But because of Mr. Lew, the territory is calming down, so your mother won't have the seizure to use magic anymore. Until Seki and Ryuki came to Rubyforn, my mother was so burdened, she was in a life-threatening state for a while... she was about to recover and be able to stand and walk."

Oh, well, good. I wish I was on my way to comfort. No, in such a weak state, I'm really sorry that I'm the one with the hidden suspicions came as an adoptive daughter.

"Um, does your wife think that I'm Mr. Bash's stash or something? I'm totally different! It's not like it's a concealer or something. Because he's a peasant child in a place called Galligari Village!

And now Koo, your mother's child! If you dare tell me to give you a name as your father, Alec, the existence that I would recommend to my parents.

"It's okay, your mother was surprised at first, but she accepted you before I did anything.... me, I was more proud than anything that your father and mother were close. So when you got here, it was really hard... and it hit you cold. I'm sorry I was wrong."

No, I'm sorry I've done something confusing here.

Oh, and you hit me cold, and you said something, but the person at the time doesn't seem to remember doing that at all, so it's no problem.

"No, I'm sorry I was confused. And, uh, I'd like to ask you something, who told you that Lady Galatea wasn't hiding something about me?... Are you Mr. Tagosak?

"Huh? No, not Mr. Tagosak."

Oh, my God, good. For a moment, Mr. Galatea was afraid that he might have gotten caught in the hands of Tagosak's demons, but if he didn't, fine.

"It was Seki who told me about Mr. Lew."

With that said, Mr. Galatea dyed his cheeks red.

Oh, oh? Hey, why are you dyeing your cheeks red...

I do remember hearing from Mr. Bash quite a while ago that Lady Galatea slowly asked me to marry Mr. Lyuki, a magician, to succeed him in his countenance......

I have a feeling this is a noon drag......

I trembled at the hunch of turmoil and arrived in my own room with Mr. Galatea guiding me.

... All right, let's just say we didn't see anything.