The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

- What the hell is this?

Erica Orenfeld van Flame thinks.

"You! What have you been doing all year!

"Oh, my God! Pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom! How can you take responsibility for me if I'm stupid!

"You're not going to be any dumber!

"Hmm? You, don't be too stupid about me. Come on, you raccoon!

"Uh! I said something I shouldn't have said! You can't say what people care about! By and large, I'm talking about whether you look good enough to tell people what they look like!

In front of me.

"Damn you! Always!"

"Oh, my God, always!

"That's right! Look, the first year of July! When you travel to the branch!

"Oh, July of the first year! I don't remember that long ago! I mean, you'd be worse off!

"What! You remember yourself for saying you remember me well!

Yelling away.

"Do you mean? It's time for me to transfer!

"What? Are you still talking about that time? Wow, perfect for a man's habit!

But.

"What the fuck!

"What!

- That, but.

"Really... you're the same, 'you' are"

- Without giving in.

"Me," he called himself.

"You," he said, calling the other guy.

I don't mean to use reverence, I don't mean to speak badly, I don't mean to look at their complexion, I don't mean to match them, I mean to smile.

"... ah"

So for the first time, Erica realizes.

"... ahhh... ahhh..."

Smile.

Floating in "Coata," the smile.

- So far, I've seen it.

A sticky, nihil grin, then, not.

"... and not"

"What do you mean you're not?

"Hey you shut up...... Erica"

Looking back.

- It was directed at me, that 'smile'.

"- Excuse me, Erica - Erica,?

Please quit.

Please.

"Ko...?

- Like that sticky, giggle.

"Mr. Erica? What's the matter, sir? You look pale, though?

"... really"

"Huh?"

I'm right in front of you, with this man.

"Mr. Erica?

Until earlier, it seemed so fun and dry, this guy.

"Really."

It really doesn't match.

"You really are."

So she asked.

"-" Coata, "right?

This man - "Who the hell," he said.

◇◆◇◆◇◆

"... Emily"

"What is it, Mr. Coata?"

"No, the... what is it, this mountain of treats"

The mansion of the Duke of Flame, the most splendid building in Terra, its dining room.

On a splendid table lined with dishes with a narrow location and hot air. There is a cold sweat in front of those dishes that I think will be thrown at some kind of party.

"... No, Mr. Scion?

"What? Cooking is first and foremost a visual pleasure, I am."

"Nobody's heard that, and above all, you're a real shame. In the meantime, wipe the saliva."

He sees Zion with his jito eyes, and Kota returns his gaze to Emili.

"What is it?

I lean my neck towards that gaze and answer Emily, worried if I could ask her this... Still, she squeezes her courage and Kota releases her words.

"... how much is it costing you? This."

"… is that what it's like to be the first to see a dish, Courta?"

"Oh, no! I naturally thought the food was amazing or that it looked delicious!

It's like Kota looking at Shion...... well, to Emili looking at Kota with a gaze at the unfortunate child, Hota rushes to shake her neck left and right too.

"... Today is the day that Mr. Cotta came home to Terra. There's not much I can do, so I waved my arm about cooking."

'Can't you? Hey, can't you?' I just say.

If it were a dog, his tail and ears would be dripping like 'Shin', and Kota would shake his neck to the left and right more vigorously than he had done earlier.

"No, that's not true! No, I appreciate you doing that for me!

"... really, is it?

"Yes! Thank you, Emily. Would you like to make it delicious?

... although it seems difficult.

If Emily were a dog, or if Kota had the talent of "that way," she would have been too happy to see Emily shaking her tail all the time.

"... hey. How long have you guys been doing the cont there? If you don't get to your seat soon, you'll start cooking. Look, I'm gonna eat fast!

"I'm in a mood," Erica's penetration flew across her face, as if to disturb the slightly better atmosphere of Emili and Kota.

"... what is it, Erica?"

"... what? Am I saying something wrong?

"... No, I didn't say anything wrong."

"'I'm not here'? What, that included way of saying it?

"... no. It's just, right?

It's unusual for Emily to turn such a gaze like she looked down on Erica just a little bit.

"I don't know if I'll hit the maid, just because I couldn't behave my own hand cooking?

"Beh, there's nothing like a hit! Oh, well, I'm just saying the food is better served warmer!

"... jealousy is ugly, Erica."

"So, who's jealous!

"Sure, Erica was studying cooking too, right? So, what do you say? 'I'll behave hand-cooked when Coata returns!' What a breath you had...... what happened?

"Well, I need to say it now! I know how it turns out. To habit!

"Oh, you did. If that dish was on the table, I'm sure Courta would go back to Larchia."

"I wonder if I'll say that much! Even I cooked, I worked hard!

"Cooking? That's blasphemy against ingredients."

"Oh, you! It's a word I say to the Lord I serve!

"'You don't have to worry, Emily! Bassi, work out!' Erica, I remember you saying that?

"I am happy with a maid who is truly true to her duties! For the most part, how can you cook such delicious dishes to the habits of your noble daughter!

"It's a lady's taste."

"Well, I guess I'm not a lady if I can't cook one!

"'Silly! Ridiculous, ridiculous!

"Become!"

"I thought I couldn't do it anymore, but I thought I could do it... I'm not saying no, but if you're a lady, I'd like you to be a lady and sweet."

"Oh, you've been watching again!

"Do you seem to say it many times, Master Erica? If you don't want to be seen, get the door."

"You're telling me to keep it closed! I'm sorry, let me see what you don't want to see!

"No, it was closed properly this time, but I let it open"

"Foreword withdrawn! Give me back my apology!

"Behold the growth of the Lord."

"You're intrigued! That's absolutely intriguing!

"... I think the dish will be ready..."

The two of them flew a bee and a spark into their gaze. Reluctantly, Kota spoke to Erica and Emili's subordinate combinations, but with a reluctant degree of voice, they could not reach the two of us today.

"Mr. Coata, Mr. Coata. Uh, yes."

Such a voice on Kota lamenting her own powerlessness, from above her knees.

"Sonia. - Am I!

Something is pushed into Kota's mouth, which is about to open, fast. The context before and after, and the good and effective flavour and aroma of the spices fill the mouth, so I recognize that it is the dish that was put into the mouth. Kota desperately chews a sole of heat that is likely to burn.

"What do you say? Is it tasty?

"Aguuuuuuu...... gu, is, yes, delicious. It's delicious... eh?

"It's 'Ahem'!

"... Yes?

"I read in the book that friendly men and women feel the food tastes better by feeding each other! So I put it into practice."

How was it, and anxiety at the top - to Sonia that dazzles her eyes with more expectations than that.

"... Yes, it was delicious."

Kota, who has a reputation for reading the air, can only reply like this. I feel like, 'Santa Claus is really here!' He is the father who is asked, 'Oh, I'm sure if Sonia had been a good girl, she would have brought me a present'. I'm sure Kota will be a good dad.

"Bye, Courta! Yes, uh."

"To?"

"So! I did" ahem "to Kota earlier, so now it's Kota's turn to do" ahem "to me!

That's what I said. Finish that little mouth, Sonia, open it wide and show it. There were more expectations in those eyes than I had earlier, and they were so dazzling and glittering that I couldn't see them anymore.

"Courta."

"Oh, Mr. Sonia? Huh? Am I gonna do it, too?

"Of course it is. Quickly… Quickly, please"

Kota solidifies with the spoon in his hand. In Kota's twenty-seven years of life, "Ahn" is shamefully the first experience.

"Hey, Coata."

"What is it?

"A young girl opens her little mouth to the fullest and 'snatches', right?

"... mr. Scion"

"Fill her mouth with that warm thing, all she wants to do is drool"

"How to say it! Somehow that way is going to be intensely misleading!

Moreover, it is diagonally down with all its might.

"Yeah? Something wrong?

"If you really don't know that, you're a real shame! He's an embarrassment! You're living too many shameful lives!

"Say that much, dude"

"I say -"

"Ahhh!

"Now what!

"Sonia! You, get on Coata's lap again! And cooking! Why are you eating on your own!

"Yes, Sonia. How envious - not badly behaved"

"Oh? Because you two seem to enjoy yourselves, I thought it would be better if we started before the food was ready?

Different? And so on, and Sonia like that without getting any worse. The only place you can say so, albeit exposed to this gaze of Erica and Emily, is the piercing of Princess Boulder. Well, at any rate, I don't want it to be like this, I want it to be played out somewhere else.

"... ok. Emily, we need a temporary truce. Sonia, get off your knees."

"But I..."

"Because it's good! You're behaving badly!

"... Yes"

With her cheeks swollen like a pussy, Sonia reluctantly descends from Hota's lap and lowers her hips to her seat, next to Totetote and Erica.

"... and Emily. Today you have a seat too. [M] Let's eat together, shall we?

"... May I?

"It's the day the corner coater came back for me. You're the only one standing behind me. I don't like it."

Just a little bit, Erica says that while turning around like it's lit. I fully understand that I'm a little embarrassed myself, but I don't care. "Is that just Coata? I don't think you're gonna be punished for paying any more attention to my welcoming party or anything? At least just the shape! 'I don't care what a murmur you hear coming.

"... Really?"

To Erica's words, she dyed her cheeks slightly, still smiled happily and Emily lowered her hips again.

"... hey, Emily? Why are you sitting there?

Kota's, on his knees.

……

"Uh... Emily,?

……

……

".................. Aw"

"Don't do it from the beginning if you can light it up enough!

On Kota's lap, Erica's screams fly to Emily, who dyes bright red to her ears and leans down.

"Well, let's see, it's a corner, so here's what I thought I'd do... Here, this, fine, there was a 'kuru' thing"

"Stop trying to turn your hand around the neck of the aubergine and the coater while you say that!

With his lukewarm eyes, he turned his hand around Kota's neck and held Emily tight. Kota? My mouth is pounding and stiffening.

"... Hey, Coata"

……

"Hey!"

"... Ha! And, Mr. Scion? Well, what is it?

"No, I put him back in reality because you seemed to be solidifying. Appreciate it."

"... thank you"

"Hot guys are hard, huh?

"Please don't tear it up"

"I'm not trying to tear anything up."

But what is it?

"Mr. Theon?

"No, I wonder what? You see, you're surrounded by beautiful women and young girls."

Keep your chest down.

"... it hurts in the back of my chest."

"Huh?"

"This way, I feel uncomfortable, like sweet and sour, like my chest is jammed. It's frustrating and unsettling. I've never done anything like this before. Hey, Coata."

This' feeling '... what is it, huh? and.

For a little while, I moisten my eyes and see Kota in the upper hand.

"- Theon,"

Kota is.

"It's... 'heartburn'"

Tell the facts.

"Chest...... quit?

"You bet! I mean, what are you thinking, you! How much are you eating alone!

In the sight of Zion was a flattened empty dish piled high as a mountain. For better or better, the thing that enters this thin body, Kouta even remembers to be touched the earliest through the fright.

"Heartburn...... you say?

"Huh? Why is it so serial?

"There's no way I'm going to have heartburn or anything like that with this kind of food consumption."

"It must be because I'm old. I've been eating vegetables better than meat lately, even when I go to grilled meat."

"Don't be with Coata!

"No, wait. Same age!

"Already! How long are you two in the cont! Let's eat!

"No, Mr. Erica? I don't want you to tell me!

"That's right. Come on, before it gets cold... ahhhh..."

"Emily, it's time for you to get off my lap - oh, I get it! Good! It's good that you're here, so please quit shaking your neck full to the left and right with those tears!

Usual - but just a little bit more than usual, lively dining table.

When this time lasted, it seemed, such a happy time, flowed into the dining room.

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That day, I've been busy since morning.

"Mr. Erica?

"What?"

"Um... is that good? I'll be there, too."

A messenger comes from the Larchian side, that day. Always shiny, but Erica clearly dressed the blue robe de corte that looks good on her blonde hair as she sat in line in the upper seat of the cleaned reception room with a temper... This one looks at Kota in an indelible suit.

"... it's a request from Larchia." I'd love to meet the famous Cotta Matussillo, who developed Rondo de Terra. "

One sigh.

"Well, it would be somewhat of a 'ruse'"

"A ruse?"

"The date of the pageant is the day after tomorrow, right? I can't believe you came in two days ago and bothered to say hello... huh?

"... oh, I see. On a slightly 'advantageous' terms, is that right?

"Looks like you're gonna find out, but that's all you can think about, right?

Take a sip of the tea you have on the table. Save the cup and sigh again.

"I don't think it's much of a good idea for an intermediary of harmony to put his shoulder in one or the other?

"Are you serious?

"Well..." Uemura "is"

Nothing mediated by harmony stands as an intermediary of harmony in the interest of world peace. In this war of Lyme Larchia, it is ostensibly 'Peace to the Continent of Orkena', but naturally it takes the labor of harmony in the interests of its own country. Naturally, then, it makes sense to plot to tie the terms of "convenient for my country" harmony. Enemy enemies are not allies, but they are often 'biased' in one way or another.

"It wouldn't be a good idea to say," I met one messenger the day before the pageant, "would it? Mainly, as a flair."

"ostensibly informal"

"You'll find out, normal"

"You don't mind if I find out. Especially this time, the lime side is more eager to reconcile. Depends on what kind of conditions Larchia comes up with. On the contrary, I suppose you think it would be appreciated as a lime.

"Thank you, is it?

"I don't know how far you're going to demand it, but I have trouble being offered less unscrupulous terms. Wouldn't it be surprising to think that if you met with our intermediaries beforehand, you would sort of settle down to a certain 'common sense' range?

"Well... that's right"

The intermediary is not intended to break the intermediary. It is also the job of intermediaries to put in 'a little' and horizontal spears if the demands are too excessive than the aim is to establish them.

"By the way, how accommodating do you think it would be?

"I have no idea. In the meantime, we'll meet today and see."

Talking so much, Erica turns her serious eyes to Kota. Suddenly his gaze changed unexpectedly, so did Kouta.

"... hey"

"What? You look scared."

"Today's meeting comes from the Kingdom of Larchia with the Prime Minister and a woman named 'The Virgin of Larchia'."

"The Chancellor and the Virgin, are you?"

I have no idea why Erica looks so scared. With that look on his face, Erica utters words to Kota, who inquires, even though it seems difficult to say.

"You... don't think" The Virgin of Larchia "would like that?

Around not saying 'I got my hands on it' or 'I put Kona on it' or 'I got a little bit on it', Erica is asked how well she grew up... well, what she's saying goes hand in hand.

"Oh, there's no way! What are you talking about, Mr. Erica!

"Because you bring a different woman home every time you go somewhere! I was going to Larchia, the king's capital, but I was actually going to Larchia's kingdom - I'm not surprised at all by what happened!

"What kind of accidental, I am!

"I trust you, but I don't trust anything about women's relationships, me!

"I'm out of grandeur! No, Mr. Erica? I'm not going to have that much control over the boulder, am I?

It is a terrible crime.

"Because... there are rumours that the Virgin of Larchia is an extinct beauty who resembles His Highness Jessica? If you're such a beautiful woman, Coata, you're definitely calling me."

"... my image, isn't it too bad?

Kota drops his shoulder completely. Just a little bit. Erica also said, 'Did I say too much?' I thought, trying to speak to Kota.

"... Dear Erica"

Concon, and three degrees.

Along with the sound of knocking on the door, Emily's voice is heard from outside the room. To that voice, to Erica, who rightly dwells, raise the shoulder that Hota had also dropped.

"What's wrong?

"I have brought you messengers from the Kingdom of Larchia."

"Thank you. Please, come in."

I whispered, "Okay? If I say hello, you say hello too! 'And one caution.

"Excuse me."

At the same time as Emili's voice, one man and one woman came into the room through a door that opened left and right.

"I cannot thank you enough for the opportunity to answer my sudden visit and worship your honor. My name is Rudolf Gehrich, and I am Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Larchia. Later, get to know each other."

"Well done. Hey, Prime Minister Rudolph. My name is Erica Orenfeld van Flame and I will be depositing this land of Rondo de Terra from Elizabeth Orenfeld Flame, King of the Kingdom of Flame. It's such a small territory, and I can't do much about it, but please relax and stay."

That's what I said, gracefully greeted you, and a token of my gratitude. Then Kota started saying hello.

……

Start, no.

Turn to Kota, who continues to be silent next door, with a surprised look.

"... Huh?

The expression hardens.

"... eh... ahh... eh?

"... Yeah, as far as that reaction is concerned, the theory that I was actually someone else seems to have been overturned. No, I'm glad."

"... Huh? Oh, no, the... Huh? Hey, hey..."

"Wait, wait," he said.

"... Huh?

Erica accidentally leaks her voice into the words leaked from Kota's mouth.

"Wait... 'Give me'?

- Who did?

Kota.

- Wait, 'give me'?

That's right.

- Wait, not 'please'?

- Yes.

"... when I met him, I wasn't sure what to tell him."

- I was worried, you know.

- I missed you, you idiot, or something.

- How have you been? And?

"... already, full, bothered me. As flaky as my head is, I'm worried..."

"... ah..."

But, right? and.

"... Long time no see," Hota ""

"Ah..."

From Kota's eyes, a glimmer.

- There were no tears.

"Ayano!"

"Kota!

Because I ran out of the blue, huh?

Kota pulls his legs together, nearly falls, and still runs as hard as he can toward the door that came in. "Ah," said Erica, who leaked small. Running with a momentum out of reach. Not far away. He arrived so quickly that Kouta tried to deliver the girl in his arms.

"... I want to"

"Ayano!"

"What the hell have you been doing for a year, you ampotane!

The fist bone of the Virgin of Larchia hit Kota's head in Iikanji. For gaining momentum and jumping in, Kota's headache isn't even half bad. To Kouta, who squatts with her head by accident, she also tries to proclaim... her own protruding fist is too painful, and she breathed into her fist with half tears.

"Come on! What the hell, you!

"Ugh! It hurt me, too! Apologize!

"Though it would be too unreasonable! You, fix your habit of trying to solve everything with your fist bones!

"You say habit because it doesn't heal! You look happy every time you get beat up!

"He said it was just a dm suspicion! There's no reason!

"Liar! Because in my memory, you look happy!

"How convenient your brain is to be missed!

"You have no choice!

"What!

Because!

"... I haven't seen you in a year, have I?

To the eyes.

"... my memory will be conveniently altered..."

In the eyes, in tears, Kota's momentum also stops unexpectedly.

"... I thought we'd never see each other again, huh? Did you really think that Kota would go away and never see each other again? I missed you, didn't I? It was hard, wasn't it? It was painful, wasn't it?

A tear, zero.

"... Ayano"

"... idiot. Go away on your own and worry about people... really... if only."

"The... bad"

"... Hmm!

Wipe the tears with Gushigushi, and the crimson eyes turn straight to Ayano Ogawa, the Virgin who turns to Soppo - laughing bitterly and still trying to reach out and hug her.

"Quit it, you pervert!

Again, I get hit in the head.

"Come on! What the fuck, pervert!

"What are you trying to do now? You were trying to hug me, weren't you? I'm gonna sue you for sexual harassment, okay? And I'm gonna win!

"Oh, the one who says you... no, it's me at times like this, isn't it? Though it would be a mon to be embraced like this in a touching reunion!

"Then you're not an idiot? I don't have that American custom!

"Though you must be a returning child!

"Don't think your returning children are familiar with American culture for everything! I am a clean and correct Yamato! Oh, well, I can't believe you can hug me in front of such a public... Oh, later, when we're alone, like this, like this..."

With a bright red face, Mozimoj.

Keep your moist eyes, do the trick - I'm sure you'll lift your gaze eventually.

"... I got Itunedere, or something!

"I don't think so! I mean, you, sometimes I don't get it!

"Ugh, that's annoying! Oh, you, by the way! What have you been doing all year!

"Hey... Kara... go! Pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom! How can you take responsibility for me if I'm stupid!

"You're not going to be any dumber!

"Hmm? You, don't be too stupid about me. Come on, you raccoon!

"Uh! I said something I shouldn't have said! You can't say what people care about! By and large, I'm talking about whether you look good enough to tell people what they look like!

- I wonder what this is, Erica.

In front of me.

"Damn you! Always!"

"Oh, my God, always!

"That's right! Look, the first year of July! When you travel to the branch!

"Oh, July of the first year! I don't remember that long ago! I mean, you'd be worse off!

"What! You remember yourself for saying you remember me well!

Yelling away.

"Do you mean? It's time for me to transfer!

"What? Are you still talking about that time? Wow, perfect for a man's habit!

But.

"What the fuck!

"What!

- That, but.

"Really... you're the same, 'you' are"

- Without giving in.

"Me," he called himself.

"You," he said, calling the other guy.

I don't mean to use reverence, I don't mean to speak badly, I don't mean to look at their complexion, I don't mean to match them, I mean to smile.

"... ah"

So for the first time, Erica realizes.

"... ahhh... ahhh..."

Smile.

Floating in "Coata," the smile.

- So far, I've seen it.

A sticky, nihil grin, then, not.

"... and not"

"What do you mean you're not?

"Hey you shut up...... Erica"

Looking back.

- It was directed at me, that 'smile'.

"- Excuse me, Erica - Erica,?

Please quit.

Please.

"Ko...?

... If I hadn't, I wouldn't have noticed.

From the bottom of my heart, I thought I was smiling.

- But.

If I saw that smile, that uncontrolled smile.

"Mr. Erica? Are you all right, sir?

Now, that smile only looks fake.

"... ah"

- Stop laughing like that.

"Mr. Erica? What's the matter, sir? You look pale, though?

"... really"

"Huh?"

In front of me, I'm pointing this' smile 'at you, with this guy.

"Mr. Erica?

Until earlier, it seemed so fun and dry, this guy.

"Really."

It really doesn't match.

"You really are."

So she asked.

"-" Coata, "right?

This man... you asked, "Who the hell are you?"