The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

It was silence that filled the room as Emili's dry voice fell into the reception room. Instead of saying that the man who came in - Emily, who had mixed only a little gray hair with that hair, which would have been originally beautiful blonde hair, and still had a good quality smile - the man, who looked very much like Aloys, stared at the 'brunette' who stood up in the middle of the room like a panic and gave him a look like a surprise for a moment, then put his energetic face on that face.

"Ah... oh, Tosa. Bullshit......"

Just a slightly plundered voice. Still, still rethinking that it shouldn't be, Emili makes a grin on her expression even more special.

"- We're out of time, Father. Have you changed?

Really, really great smile. To that change in expression, the blonde man smiled from above the surface and showed accordingly.

"- Oh, Emily. Long time no see. What? You were coming to Larchia?

"Yeah. The other day, with Master Erica. Is it your father, too? Is there no problem with the territory?

"It's been three years since I gave the Notesfield Viscount to Kraft. You won't have to count on my help forever. Sometimes I thought I'd see my grandson's face."

"Well, is that so! That's a good thing. Eliza will be delighted."

Hey, Eliza? and Emily looking back at Eliza with a sticky grin. That, without thinking of an overly beautiful smile, Eliza lags behind 'Hiu' and hides herself behind Kouta. You first noticed its existence in such Eliza's behavior, a blonde man turned his gaze to Kota.

"... what about you?

"Nice to meet you. Me, from Rondo de Terra territory - right, shall I call you a diner? Anyway, I am in trouble at Terra, my name is Kota Matsudai. Excuse me..."

To the sight of the stare, remembering just a little discomfort and - dare I say - a 'disgusting' feeling, Hota still smiles and bows her head. To such an appearance of Hota, the man in front of him either took his actions as disrespectful or smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I'm sorry about this. I'm Franz Notesfillet, former head of the Notesfillet family, Emily's father."

"Was it Emili's father? This is... always a favor to Emily, Sir Notesfield"

"I don't mind Franz. The Notesfield Viscount has already given way to his son. They're letting me hide in peace now. More than that... Hmm, you're Rondo De Terra's 'Demon King'"

That said, I send my gaze to Kota just a little more intriguingly - and stop that gaze. As it was, I pointed my stopped gaze at Emily.

"... so? Emily, why are you here?

"It's been a long time since I've wanted to see your sister-in-law and Eliza, too, depending on how disturbed you are"

"Right."

"But I'm going to sit where I thought it was time to go. Your father's been with Eliza a long time, hasn't he? Play for him fully."

That said, break your hips and gaze at Eliza and smile tearfully.

"Come on, Eliza? Give your grandfather a 'snack'. I'm sure you'll buy anything, won't you?

Strongly stroking Eliza's head, Emili returned her hips, which had been broken, and now lowered her head toward Bianca to show them.

"Sorry to bother you, sister-in-law"

"Ah... ugh, yeah. The... yeah! I'm not interrupting at all, Emily! Be sure to come back and see me!

"Thank you. Now, Father, if you'll excuse me."

"Oh. Go home with care"

"Yeah. So, Master Coata? Shall we go back?

Keep your hands at the door. At the end of Hota's sight, who stepped on more than expected force, he put his hands together small: 'Sorry!' I just saw Bianca bowing her head.

"Hey, hey! Emily!"

Through the door, open the front door and keep going outdoors. Emili stopped that leg in the voice of Hota, "Hey!" after walking a few minutes from a separate house in Becker Mansion and to a distance where Becker Mansion already looked small in the distance.

"... Emily?

"... I'm sorry, Master Courta. I have relinquished my duties of 'staying at Becker's Mansion and attaching my consent'"

Without looking back, Kota shook her neck to the left and right and uttered words to Emily, who spoke so with her back turned, even though she knew she couldn't see.

"No, I don't mind that... the..."

I don't know how to speak up. That's what I thought, said it, and Emily looked back at how Kota felt.

"-! Mr. Emily?

Kota breathes unexpectedly in the look on Emili's face as she looks back.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry to sit down. I'll be careful not to do this again."

Because I had a beautiful beautiful smile on Emily's face with a broken hip.

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"Go ahead, Master Erica. And Mr. Coata. Enjoy in the warmth."

"Thank you, Emily"

"Thanks, Emily. You can back off."

"But..."

"Fine. You didn't come home from Aloys and rest in peace, did you? It's your job to rest, isn't it?

I stood up to Emily saying something while holding the silver, but I put up a cup of tea and said, "Right? 'And one sigh as I gave up on the figure of Erica leaning my neck.

"... ok. Please call me if you need anything."

With that said, he bows his head carefully, after the room of Erica that Emili was given within the Royal Castle of Larchia. Erica turned her gaze to Kota, making sure the figure disappeared from the room.

"... so?

"'So?' What?

"Don't let go. It's about Emily."

It was two days after the Becker family encounter that Erica invited Hota to tea, who was scrutinizing maritime insurance documents in a room given to her in the Royal Castle. Even if we would drink tea while working together, I would have guessed that there were rare things such as Erica deliberately inviting us to tea, and that there would be something to talk about - and if I told you, Kouta showed her shoulders small to the question of "as expected".

"... I'm not out of my mind... about Emily, are you?"

"That's right."

That's what I'm saying, Zito. I'm coming with my eyes on you, Erica. Bearing just a little bit of that gaze, Kota opened his mouth.

"... you, pushing Emily down..."

"I didn't do that!

Somehow lately, I turn my jito eyes all the time in return for Erica, who keeps' scionizing 'me. Now it's Erica's turn to get out of sight.

"... because it's Emily? Emili's orders from Kota...... or 'please'? I can't believe I broke a favor and came home from Becker's house on my own... something happened."

Sounds hard to say, but still spinning words Erica. He sighed at the words, and Kota opened his mouth this time.

"I don't think Emily would have made me tea while I was pushing her down on the boulder."

"Really? On the other hand, I think I'm gonna nick and make some tea."

"... Erica?

"Ah! Oh, I'm sorry! You broke your back. Go on?"

"... at all. Anyway, I don't think I did anything to Mr. Emili. It's just... well, I met Franz the other day when I interrupted the Becker family."

"Franz? Fra. - Huh! Huh, Franz! No way, Franz Notesfilt!?

"Yes."

To the words of Hota, Erica looked up to heaven with her right hand against her forehead with a voice saying 'Aha'.

"... that's the worst thing that ever happened."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Why would Coata apologize? There's nothing wrong with the coater."

After looking heavenly again, Erica pours tea. Even as warm tea moisturizes Erica's throat, Erica's face remains indelible.

"... really, sucks. I can't believe Franz is coming to Larchia."

"Well... if it's hard to say, Emily and Franz are close... is this not a good relationship?

"Uh... well..."

Erica shows Kouta asking questions like, uh, something stuck in her back teeth. but it also opened its mouth for a few moments as if it had given up.

"... right. I know it's not really from my mouth... but, well, one day, I'll know Cota, and should I say it from my mouth so that there is no misunderstanding? It would be better than having weird preconceptions."

"If you can please"

"I don't know what scene Coata saw and heard 'Emily and Franz are unfriendly'... Hey, Coata? Remember what I said in Parsena before?

"'There's also the Notesfilt family of sorts,' is it? Fine… Whether or not, Mr. Aloys asked me a few questions about the situation."

"Do you mean Emily's dark hair, dark eyes?

"Yes."

"Then we'll talk fast. Emily and Franz... or the Notes-Filt family will never get along well. No, I have an excuse to say it's not good..."

How do I describe it, Erica? Without prompting, Hota waited for Erica's words to continue as she drank tea.

"... that you look more like someone else... don't you see what this means?... Yep..."

"Oh, no"

Emily's face like she was surprised for a moment and the sticky smile she showed afterwards. Those two expressions come to Kota's head and nod at Erica's words to show them. The discomfort I felt at that time, or uniquely ill-seated, 'disgusting', that feeling is certainly something separate from the uneasiness I show in my body.

"I think you know somehow, that. I see, that 'feeling' I've felt is probably the closest I've ever had. It doesn't seem like someone else behaves well, but... I'm not saying it in a good way, shall I say 'nagging'..."

You got the power to say that, or Erica went on to say it.

"You know what? Like... I don't know, approximate... anyway, try and act flat, Emily and Franz. From the point of view of a third party who has no idea what's going on, he looks rather close than even close. I can see..."

"Sure. It's not strange to get that impression in a conversation."

"But you only get the 'odd' impression from a person who knows the circumstances, that parent and child. Well, Emily and Franz are good adults, and there are places where we're personable, so I guess we don't suddenly have fights about each other or grabbing each other... but what do you mean? It's like watching a bad farce... it's kind of subtle."

That said, exhale loudly again.

"... well. That's why Emily's like," Oh. "

"What is' oh '?

"After you meet Franz, Emily, you have to work."

"... I don't know what that means? Do your job?

It didn't start now that Emily did her 'job'. I mean, Emily is a serious category, and I can't imagine Emily not working in Kota's head. Erica shook her neck to the left and right to show her how such an idea was on her expression.

"I'm so worried about breaking my body that instead of doing my job normally, I push myself... this is what it means to work for my samurai. Of course I have to do other chores... well, I was cleaning the Duke's mansion when I met Franz three years ago. Every day, every day, you cleaned the mansion from corner to corner as if you were possessed of something."

……

"... Well, Emily actually cleaned the mansion a lot more user-friendly. Because I know Emily's personality, and I think I know Cota, but that kid, just because he's cleaning up doesn't mean he skips his normal job, and on the contrary, I think he was more luxurious at cooking and stuff than usual. I'm not doing anything wrong, I'm not breaking my body."

That's what I said, bend my eyebrows to the letter to show.

"So... here's the thing, I can't even pay attention. 'Um' I know Emily's not the usual person... but I've thought it'd be better if she fell down."

Do a job that is more efficient and of high quality at all times, without any job shortcomings. Until you do something extra. It's also wrong to be careful...... well, that's why I can also say 'nature' is bad. I don't know how to say it.

"So, what's the solution?

"You don't. If you insist, time will settle. This time it's the Royal Castle of Larchia, so it's still better. I'm knitting, Emily. It's getting cold, so they're gonna give us thick socks, right?

That said, Erica drops her shoulder wide after grinning like she's tired.

"... you must be restless if you haven't done something, I'm sure. I'd like to do something for you... but all this."

"Is it difficult?

"Me and Emily have grown up sisters alike, but that being said, Emily's problem is with the Notesfield family, the 'house' elsewhere, right? There are places you can't step in lightly."

"... that you can't even speak poorly from a standpoint?

"As Duke of Terra, as sister of Her Majesty Queen of the Kingdom of Flame. Because even the Flame kingdom has a breeze of independence. It's not something you can pinch from elsewhere about another nobleman's house... even if you don't, it's a delicate problem."

"Well... I guess so"

"Your mother's been worried about you, too, but you can't speak out more in your mother's shoes. Emily has been patient since she was a little girl, and I want to do something about it... but this is all"

That said, Erica sighed loudly again and then smiled to show.

"... well, anyway, I see what's going on. If what happened with Franz is the cause, I'm worried... but I'm not so impotent. It's a hassle... weird way to put it, but let Emily do what she wants until she's convinced."

"May I?

"Good, not good... no choice, huh? Because there's nothing I can do."

After saying that and smiling and showing it, Erica tilted the cup to drink up the leftover tea to show it.

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After returning from Erica's room, Kota climbed onto his desk to scrutinize maritime insurance. Niza's upcoming material itself was also a great thing inside, and that's why Koutae has no trouble scrutinizing the material. It is unacceptable to get out of hand here, and Kota's head is occupied with this, beyond the fact that it is a project to be firmly worked on without thinking about anything else.

"... you don't get it in your head at all"

If it were meant to be.

"There's no other solution than time, is there?"

Well, even if you think about it, I want you to see it. He's the Demon King. Whatever they say, Hota himself is a very average Japanese who grew up in modern Japan, and a very average 'good man'. If there are people in need, I will do something to reach out, and if it is someone I don't hate, and I don't hate, I think it is someone I don't think about, I think it is strong. "Work is different from work and private life," but it is true that Emily is not "normal" - except for that, Kota is Kota because he cannot be divided that way.

"... would you like to keep this around today"

Even if you do any more work with a head that won't turn, it's harmless and without profit. A little early, but the sound of knocking on the door of the room sounded indoors as Kota took his seat, thinking it was time to go to bed.

"Yes?"

"Excuse me for being late at night, Master Matsuyoshi. Well... I brought someone to meet Matsuyo-sama..."

An unfamiliar voice heard from outside the door. Possibly, Kota, who puts on a hit whether it's a maid with a royal castle or not and still twists his neck small.

"... you want to see me, do you?

There are not many people in Larchia who know Kota. If you are Erica or Emili, or Sonia or Ayano, you will speak for yourself without bothering to pass the maid. Theon? Theon doesn't knock.

"Oh, um... no, I knew it was rude, coming to visit at this hour. No, that's what I thought, too, right? But right? Here's the thing, 'I really do! They said," I want to see you. "No? Blah, blah, blah. I also said,' Corner, my job, it's over! You're a pain in the ass at this hour, 'you know? I thought," Hola, I'm a royal lady with a castle. "When nobles say," I want to meet you, "I can't say how many country nobles I don't let through, and like this, would you open this door thinking you're going to help me? I mean, blah, I want to sleep, too."

Did you see Kota's silent time as a denial, or did you just rush a little from in front of the door - or did Kota say, "Are you really a maid with a royal castle? 'I hear voices that I suspect. Whatever, nobility, ruled out the possibility of Klaus, who was the last person in his mind, and then Kota twisted his neck, who had become unnecessarily clueless.

"- Huh? Yes, you don't like it ~! Yes, the country aristocrats are the word aya, aya! No, you don't really think it's country or anything! Here... I think it's a good place! Yeah, it's a really good place, and I'd love to go once too! That's it, isn't it? A beautiful pile of red leaves. Aren't there any mountains along the sea? Ah, ahahaha! I think I made a mistake! No, I'm ashamed... Shh, I'm sorry! Is that you? Is it a dungeon? Will you forgive me when I'm grounded! I mean, Matsuyo-sama! Please! Open it! Open it, please! Take it down! Take your house down. Ha-ha-ha!

Now the sound of gunning and knocking on the door sounds indoors with a completely hurried voice. Time enough to get into the brackets of "The Night," Kota pushed open the door as if he was obviously just a little panicked about an unsolicited act.

"Oh, it's open - heboo!

The door hits critically on the nose of a maid with a royal castle who was clinging to the door. "My nose! My nose! 'and Kota gave a flashing look to the woman who came in the maid's clothes rolling around.

"... excuse me late at night. Lord Courta Matussillo."

He gives a gaze to the voices he hears, and once again, gives them a deeper and clearer look than earlier.

"... Sir Notesfield?

Lord Notesfilt on Kota's, slightly plundered whine - Franz Notesfilt hummed his nose.

I thought you said, "Fine with Franz."

I let that happen.