The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

A Becker family apartment built in a small and beautiful way, even if it's never luxurious. In the living room of that house, which was often a constant smile, Aloys held his head still dressed with elbows on the table.

"... Aloise"

Show your face and smile at the worried Bianca voice that hangs from behind you with only your energy. Without the usual hegemony and cheerfulness in that smile, Bianca also changed her expression to a worried face for a moment, and then forced her to smile on that face to show it.

"Shh, cheer up, Alois! Well... even Emily is in a bad mood sometimes! No, it's okay!

"... are you okay?

"Yes, because... because it's Emily! It's always a cheerful, bright Emily Notesfilt with a smile on her face! The next time I see you, I'm sure you'll be smiling back!

"... is that right?

"Oh, yeah! So... well..."

How can I speak up? Bianca spins her words in an attempt to comfort her, cheer her up, realizes that all of it is empty, and gives her a crying look. One bitter laugh at Bianca like that, Aloys slowly strokes Bianca's head with his hands on it.

"... sorry. And thank you."

"... this way, I'm sorry. Me, I don't know how to speak up at a time like this..."

Bianca grabs the edge of her clothes all the time. Hold that hand gently and Aloys smiles at his expression to imitate Bianca earlier.

"No, Bianca's not bad. This is... well, it's my problem with the Notes-Filt family."

"... out of company?

"Not really."

One bitter laugh at Bianca looking up with her moist eyes, Aloyce continued her words.

"... I've never seen Emily like that before, I..."

……

"Emily? It's" Nice girl ". I won't say anything. Don't be stubborn. Don't look. It's not who told you what... it's a good boy who can judge for himself and execute himself..."

Take a breath.

"Good boy, you're past it."

"... yeah, I know. You mean it's good to know... the..."

"Should I say I give up good? If you don't think you can get it, you won't even try to reach for it, and if you do, you won't be afraid to lose it... so I've seen Emily yell at you like that emotionally -"

No.

"I never even imagined it."

"... Aloise"

"That's not supposed to happen. There can be no such thing. Emily, even though she's still a young girl. Sad thing is, it's hard. There's got to be a cup. I don't know... it's obvious."

- I thought Emily was used to losing.

"Even Emily must have important things, but there must be things I don't want to lose... even that simple thing I've lost track of."

……

"Brother, you're disqualified, I am."

That being said, Bianca, who found something glowing behind those eyes, a smile she had been forced to shape, was about to raise her voice unexpectedly.

"... it's not your fault, Alois"

Bianca looks back at the voice she accidentally calls from behind. At the end of his gaze, Franz entered his sight with the look of a faceless expression in front of the door.

"Oh, my father-in-law!

"I'm sorry. Eliza was in the front door, so I turned her down and let her go up."

"Yes, no, I don't mind that...... oh, tea! Tea!"

"Never mind, Bianca"

That's what I said. 'Mind if I sit?' And saying no, Franz, who received the nod of Bianca's consent, lowers his hips to the face of Aloys.

It's not your fault, Alois.

"... Father"

"In fact, you used to take good care of Emily. My wife and I have always been grateful to you."

……

"And we were - no, I was sweet. Because you adore Emily, I'll put a lid on my own heart and take Emily personally..."

Sounds painful.

"... I 'ignored' Emily. I kept shifting my eyes from Emily's presence for my own peace."

Regrettably, when I feel sorry for myself like that, Franz shrugs with regret all over his face.

"... a sin that no matter how good it is, cannot be atoned for. That's how I kept running away from Emily without breaking her heart and taking any care of it..."

Franz says so and shows a bitter smile.

"... so I guess. I lightly rode Courta Matussillo's suggestion. Maybe he would reduce this' sin 'on me, so... sweet, I got an idea. There can't be any reason, but I was wondering if maybe you could fill this ditch I made with Emily... such shallow, ugly, unsolicited thoughts"

"... Father"

"... I'm sorry for the stupidity. I'm not here to talk about it today."

I don't just say I'm done with the story, but I show you a smile on your face that was bitterly smiling until earlier, now.

"It's time to go back to Notesfield."

"Return......? Already?"

"It's been almost ten days since I've stayed in Larchia. That said, assuming the previous Viscount Notesfield owner didn't want to stay in a bad place, he stayed at the Hotel Larchia... but he couldn't have that much fun hiding in a boulder."

"Oh no... if it's convenient for your stepfather, you can always stay here! Rather, I'd prefer that! Eliza will be delighted! If it bothers you, we will move to the main house so you can use this one because you think it's your own house!

"Thank you, Bianca. But it'll take care of the boulders."

"Oh, I don't think your father-in-law is annoying!

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't expect Bianca to think that either, but it still bothers me. In the first place, good uncles don't interfere."

After saying that and having a grin that includes tea glare, I return that gaze to Aloys.

"Well, that's why. Thank you for your help, Aloys."

"No, that's not true. Besides... may I?

Franz shook his neck to the left and right in a sigh of sighing at Aloise's gaze as he explored.

"... Fine. That's enough."

Needless to say, Aloys closes his mouth to Franz, who says, 'There is nothing to remember about Larchia'. Because Franz was right, and it turns out that even if Franz stays here, things will never progress or improve.

"... ok. What about Erica?

"Right. Where I'd like to say hello...... well, don't hesitate this time. I'm sorry, Aloise, but can you tell me what's best for you?

"It's... oh, no. Well, that might be better."

"Don't take care of him"

"No, about this."

Thank you for Aloys' words, and one bows his head and Franz takes a seat. As he looked back and walked towards the door, the living room door was pushed open.

"... father, mother, and grandfather"

"Eliza?"

"That... is a customer. of the plane."

"Customer? Heh, plane?

Bianca throws a word with a question mark at Eliza, who was only putting her face out the door. and that door is pushed open to the end.

"... you guys, right? You have to educate your kids properly, right? What," Plane "?"

Erica's appearance entered Franz's, Aloise's, Bianca's sight. Franz, who had his eyes rounded just a little surprised, lowered his head in panic.

"Ko, this is Master Erica. You're in a good mood."

"I don't mind greeting you. Franz."

"- Shh... Yes?

"I just asked Eliza, is it true we're going back to Notesfield territory?

"Yeah, yeah. I intend to..."

"What can I do for you? Is it a serious matter of concern that would rock Notesfield territory if it weren't for you?

"No...... this body is a hermit. No rushing errands, etc... Dear Erica?

I don't know what they're asking. He nodded naggingly at Franz, who put a question mark on his head and said so to show it, and smiled like Erica would fall in love.

"Yes. That would be just fine. Franz, could you give me a moment with that" go home "?

"Wait? I didn't know you were gonna wait...?

"It's a message from Emily. Oh, I can't believe you used the Lord for your message, even if you did! Don't say that, okay? Because you like me and you do it."

Say so.

"- 'Again, why don't you set up a table for dinner?'"

Show me one wink.

"Can I interrupt you tomorrow night with the other members, Bianca?

"Heh? Oh, yeah! Well, I don't mind that..."

"There is - oh, yeah. Ayano asked for something. I'll give you a note later, so it would help if you bought it and put it away. Because I'll give you the money."

"Money is fine...... eh, Master Erica?

Like Franz, this one cuts his gaze from Bianca, who looks confused, and points it at Franz.

"Well, that's why Franz. Can you give me a minute to get home?

"So, but!

"If you don't have a problem with Notesfield, think about Notesfield" Home. "

And.

"I've never told you one thing before. Is that the best of my daughter? Listen to him."

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"... so?

Open it, the next day.

Faces who visited the Becker Mansion as much time as they had stopped the other day on the return of Kota and Emili's "date" had received the hospitality of Bianca and Aloys with a full grin, Franz with a stiff but grin on it.

"Your father-in-law and Emily are seated next door today! I won't disagree, with parental authority!

In the words of Bianca, Emili, everyone sits down and toast to surrounding the two Franz. Emili and Franz were the hard expressions at first, but gradually the stiffness of that expression also came as the feast progressed. I don't care, 'Parents, it's me for once...' I'll keep in mind that Aloise gave me a slightly lonely look.

"So what?

Haota, watching as she sat in a seat just a short distance from Emili and Franz, turned her jitty eyes to Ayano, who sat back as she voiced 'Come on' next to the empty seat.

"Gimme that. You're an old man."

"Fine, nothing. More than that... what are you going to do, Alle?"

"... what are you going to do..."

At the end of the gaze that was directed at Ayano, the first stiffness was removed. Emili's smile was as soft as usual.

"You don't think it's okay with me, do you?

- There was an Emili smiling 'made' that wasn't always the way it was.

"... sort of. I don't think so."

"I can't believe it, I might be able to do the last 'arr' in today's collection. But as it is, I don't think we're making any progress on anything.

"... I know."

"Yes, I know. So? You didn't come here helpless, did you? I had a day, and I don't know what you're trying to 'act' on. If you can, I can help you. Spit out."

To Ayano's words, Hota returns his gaze to Ayano as if he were just a little surprised. In response to that gaze, Ayano glanced at her shoulder with a small glance.

"Would you not look at me like that 'esper'?

"Don't read your mind. Esper."

"Mm-hmm. I think I know. Because of your personality, plus or minus, zero won't convince you, will it?

"No, I'm the one who chooses Better than the best?

"Well, change your mind. I'm not choosing to stay, I'm telling you. So? What are you gonna do, blah. It's not like the original relationship is what you wanted, is it?

……

"Kota?

I don't suppose it's in anything, but Ayano's gaze. Now it's Kota's turn to flaunt his shoulder. As it was, he spun words into a sigh.

"As I said earlier, I don't think that's a good idea. Well, this is my fault... but I figured we'd better get along."

"Right?

"And... what is it? Sometimes I wonder if it's okay to push Baba all over Mr. Scion. It was Mr. Zion's feat that made this meal possible, and I think we'll have to reward it for a little while, to the greatest merit."

"... by the way, what you call 'The Biggest Merit', you see?

"... don't say it. I try not to look consciously."

By the way, Mr. Scion, now he's happily cheeky with a fork and fork in both hands and a round roast meat. Not a knife and a fork, but a fork and a fork.

"... look at that, alle. She's got a squirrel cheek."

"So don't say it. Because it makes me sad. Anyway, I don't think this is a good idea either. I know a hundred extra favors, but Emily at the corner said, 'I'll eat'. I want to push my back a little bit... but I've only thought about one thing."

"Then do it quickly. It's a good time, and we're gonna keep this open, okay?

Ayano, who can go beyond saying what he's guzzling about, shows Kota making a tannic surface.

"No, it's that simple... Here's the thing, it's hard inside. I'm a little brave... and I don't know if I'll succeed in the first place. If I suck, I'll even smash this vibe. Otherwise it's gonna be a zero or a negative?

……

"... what, those 'wow' eyes"

"Wow."

"Don't put it in your mouth!

"No... what is it? At the heart of it, I thought you were a jerk."

"What the heck?"

"No... yeah, right. Shall I change the way I say it then? You know, Kota? This situation isn't always zero."

"... not zero?

"'Cause you do, don't you? It's a prerequisite that Emily and Franz are not close enough to each other in a devastating way, and the aim is to improve it, so you came here on a date the other day to give it away, right?

"Exactly... why? Why are you staring at me like that?

"To the habit of not buying me if I insist, Emily buys me a gem and raises it, that's jealousy. Anyway, the other day the current state turned negative hundred with a miso on it, which is as much a monster as it went back to minus fifty. So where you have somewhat 'failed', minus fifty is so precisely minus seventy. It doesn't affect a lot of people. If you regret it, hit it and smash it."

"It's a shattering advance! No... but"

That's what Kota says and makes the tannic surface look like. Sighing once more at the figure, Ayano turns his gaze to Bianca, who was sitting next to her two across Sonia.

"... hmm? Hey, Ayano."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bianca. Is there anything Erica was asking for?

"From Master Erica - Oh, 'Arr'?

"Yeah, it's an 'alley'"

"Are you here now? If you're here, I'll get it..."

"Can you please?

Whoa, and Bianca takes a seat waving a hiccup. Sonia glances at Ayano, who looked intrigued at the whereabouts of the conversation, caught between them.

"What is it now?

"Hey, I have something I was asking Mr. Bianca for. Interested?"

"That's... yeah, of course. Can you tell me?

"Teach, I mean... oh well. Maybe Sonia doesn't know much about you. Well, maybe it's a good idea to take a look at it. For the rest of school."

"Hey, sounds kind of scary...... but I'm excited, me!

"... Hey, Ayano. What, that. I have a bad feeling about that."

Kota turns a frigid eye, as opposed to Sonia, who sparkles her eyes. Ayano's eyes, so twisted away from Kota, entered Bianca's appearance with the 'sole' you were looking for.

"I brought it, Ayano."

"Thank you"

"But... of good? This is pretty tight, huh? You want me to get you some water or something?

"Right. I'd really like to spend some more time... but this time it's urgent."

That's what Ayano said about "Sole" from Bianca.

"... Hey, Ayano. Ayano. I have a really bad feeling about this... uh, 'Sole'... no way"

Ayano smiles with a nickel at the words of Hota like that. Keep your mouth open.

"Alcohol, please."

With a smile on his face, he shows the 'liquor bottle' in his hand he received from Bianca, shaking it left or right two or three times. Such Ayano's tricks and smile attracted Hota's expression.

"By the way, he made me the 'tightest' alcoholic beverage sold in Larchia. They usually divide it by something without drinking straight... we don't have much time, so let's go crisp"

"Bye! Oh, my God! Let's go crisp. Come on! What are you thinking, asshole!

"Later. If you did, you'd have to use this kind of backwash, right? Holla, I'll drink it because it's okay - oh, I don't like it anymore. I'll drink."

That said, when Ayano grabbed Kota's collar with his empty hand, he drew it toward himself. The sweet fragrance characteristic of a woman tickles Kota's nasal cavity.

"- Not moga!

I was thrilled for a moment, and the moment Hota opened her mouth to raise her protest, when she reconsidered, 'No, no, she didn't,' the bottle of liquor was stuck in her mouth. Haota was desperate to break out of this curse after rumbling with jitter, but said, 'If I get zero, the floor will be dirty!' Ayano stopped the resistance with one word.

"Hmm? Already?

Tap Ayano's hand where the contents of the bottle have been reduced by about half. After his liberated mouth finally swallowed just a little, Cota glanced at Ayano with her jitsu eyes.

"... keho... that's you! Though it would be too much! And it's so tight, here!

"I don't know how many degrees it is because I don't have a concept, Ked... maybe it's not a level of fire, here it is. Wow, shit!

"Damn it! Come on, you little raccoon!

"Fair enough. So what do you say?

Place the halved liquor bottle on the table and look up at Kota as Ayano peeks in from below. After a moment of snorting at Ayano's gaze like that, Kota shook his neck left and right and put his hand on Ayano's head as if he had given up.

"... sort of. I have a blown out feeling. It's kind of fluffy."

"Right? If you're grateful, you can stroke more, right? Ho ho ho ho ho ~"

"Shut up. Holle, you want me to stroke you. What do you say!"

"Wow! Hey, stop it! You stroke me so hard! You're messing with the set!

"It's a punishment for forcing you to drink, Barca"

That's one bitter laugh. Kota takes a bottle - and takes a different bottle than Ayano had in his hand on the boulder and takes a seat.

"Go?"

"Oh, I'm just gonna go. Sakiuna, Ayano. I love you."

"I love you too. So be it."

Saying so, I dropped off Kota, who would flinch my hand, and now Ayano reached out to cook just when my job was done.

"............... what?

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. It's nothing!

I had eyes with Sonia in panic.

"Hey, what is it, alle! Oh, my God, I've seen such a coata!

"Really? Isn't that what we're always like?

"Well, that's... sure... so, but! Here's the thing, I don't know, let's just say that, uh, yes, a little too different than usual! Oh, yes! I've never heard Master Courta say 'I love you' or anything else!

Shoulder to shoulder to Sonia, Ayano mouthed as she wrapped the glass at hand.

"... you can be fat, you have a bad liquor habit. Don't you know?"

"And Shira- oh, no, I think I've heard a little about Emily... but! This is the first time you've actually seen it!

"Really? Well, that makes you feel bigger when you get ho fat and drink in. Normally, I'd say, 'Touch your head! He won't ask me to, but if he puts alcohol in it, he wants to stick it out."

"Oh, really? So, but oh, I can't believe 'I love you'!

"If you drink, you'll say quite a bit, he." I love you "or" I love you "or" Are you coming to my wife? 'or something. "

"Nah! Oh, no."

"Well, I totally forgot the next day."

"- Shiru... heh?

"'Tell me you love me, cheat! It's not like Sonia's in such a hurry. I'm getting carried away, so I'm just trying to keep telling you, anyway. It's like a greeting, like a greeting."

That said, I reach out to the dish in front of me just to finish the conversation. I pounded my tongue drum on a sole that resembled fried from a bird's - and turned my gaze again to Sonia, who still stared at this one.

"... what?

"... no... you know, earlier 'I love you' is like saying hello, right?

"Right?

"So, if it is!

That's what I said, Biscuit.

"If so... why is Ayano turning bright red to his ears! Your face is burning!

Sonia's such allegations. Ayano, who received it, looked sinister for a moment.

"... because"

Afterwards, change the look to something 'snaggy'.

"... Hola, even if you're drunk, even if you don't remember tomorrow... if Hota told you 'I love you'... wouldn't you be happy?

"Of, are you in love! Dear Coata! Me too! Me too!"

"Uh, no. 'Cause, Sonia! Get out of my way!

"No, cheat! Mr. Ayano is just cheating! Coata. Well, whoa!

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

Emily Notesfilt was calm. At least he was calm to the extent that he didn't care about Kota, who was forced to drink in the corner of the room, Shion, who was over-cheeked and stuffed with meat in his throat, and Ayano and Sonia, who were caricaturous.

"Yeah, right, Father"

"Right. Is Terra's port going well?"

"Yes, I also sit here as a gift of Erica's virtue and of Courta's proper administrative skill"

"I see... so much. Is' Demon King 'awesome"

Almost none of the things that can be called conversations are quite different than before, when we only talked to each other to say hello. Today we roll the story, we offer the topic, we are offered the topic, and from time to time we even smile. You look like a friendly parent-child conversation, have that conversation.

"... Emily?

If someone else sees it without any knowledge of the circumstances, it will be annotated.

"... what is it, Father?

Even though I say my conversation with my father is playing more than ever before.

"No... for once, I want to see the hand of the Demon King straight away."

"Well! That's a really great idea. Make sure your father doesn't come to Terra again."

"Right. Well, I'll drop by soon."

"Yes! I'll cook more on my arm."

'Cause I'm telling you.

"Right. Looking forward to that."

"Hehe. Yeah, look forward to it."

of the conversation, to the point where even nausea is remembered for its too empty.

"... Emily?

"... Yes?

"What's up? You don't seem to have a good complexion... are you tired?

"... yeah, right. You're just a little tired."

- They say my distance from my father is even wider than it is shrinking.

"... right"

It feels like 'starch' accumulates in the depths of your mind. Remember how tired you are of cutting out your smile, but still Emily laughs small.

"- Mr. Franz, Emily."

I turned my face to the one who spoke, and Emili stroked her chest down relieved to see her own thinker there. Now that I can finally finish this' sticky 'act, I feel that way inside and smile at it.

"... Dear Coata"

Lord Courta Matussillo.

"No, you never bothered me to pour alcohol, I thought. What do you say, why don't you let me take your chances?

"You don't have to worry about me that much. If you enjoy it, too."

"In my country, there is a culture that goes around giving people a 'drink'. Enjoy yourself, if you say so."

Otherwise, Franz offers the cup with a bitter smile to Kota because he is concerned and can't enjoy it.

"Thank you - oh, excuse me. Would it have been more fun for a beautiful woman like Emily to have an audience instead of a man like me if it had been me?

"No... oh right. At the corner, you'd better pour it on the young maiden."

"I'll tell you what, Mr. Franz"

"Old fashioned short. I don't care how much fun you go through."

That's what I said and laughed at Franz and Kota. Looking at the two of them like that, Emili is just a little, just a little bit.

"... Dear Coata?

I feel uncomfortable. Kota turned her gaze to Emili, who kept her mouth open as it felt.

"Ko, Master Coata!?

"What's the matter, Mr. Emily?

- There, I saw it at some point, I saw Kota in the 'Demon King's Version' with his eyes seated.

"Duh, what's wrong? - No, Master Cotta? Dear Kota, how are you?"

"Oh, Mr. Emily. You didn't even give Emily an audience. Or, Mr. Emily? Are you drinking properly?

"- Fuck, yeah, yeah? Oh, well... of, I'm drinking."

"Really? Do you think you can still drink? I mean, you can drink, right? Emily, it's quite alcoholic."

"Yeah, yeah. It's... drinkable though"

"Well, can you give me a break?

What do you think? And Kota, who shook a bottle of liquor with a smile, shows it. To that appearance, Emily shook her neck up and down.

"Oh, thank you! Let's have a cup."

"Oh, fine."

Until the end, let me tell you,

"Huh?"

"I'm sure Emily doesn't have enough to drink. That's why I'm going to be such a jerk. So...... holla"

Say so.

"Huh?"

Just like I did to Aloys the other day.

"- If you do this, aren't you 'drunk'?

I flipped the liquor bottle over Emily's head.