The Escape of Layla

The next morning.

I ended up thinking about it and didn't sleep well, and I was worried about how to hide the neighborhood under my eyes. If it was when I was at the Duke's house, I could change my complexion to quite a bit better by lightly flaking white powder and pulling red, but I didn't bring raw and hateful cosmetics. Even when I came to this city, I didn't have the necessary occasions, so I didn't have them at hand.

If you wash your face with hot water, you may not have to be noticed during breakfast, and wash your face with just a little hot water. I just didn't want to worry about Mr. Leanhardt. Even if he's looking at that princess over me.

Yeah, I guess this is a little better.

I looked in the mirror and looked uncomfortable as far as I could tell. I'm sure you'll be fine with this. Even when I was at the Duke's house, I never stayed up late in a study or lesson review, and that's not enough to care about.

I changed into a colored piece and went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. When I say prep, I just rewarm what Mr. Charlotte prepared for me last night, but I'm also sorry to ask Mr. Leanhardt, who was out late last night.

There was still no Mr. Leanhardt in the kitchen, and I lit a pot of soup and took out the bread I had preserved. The kitchen in this mansion was originally designed to be lit only by magic, but Mr. Leanhardt changed it so that I could light a match even if I couldn't use the magic. Thanks to this, I am able to teach Mr. Charlotte how to cook.

Thinking this way, Mr. Lenhardt's kindness, stained with my routine, came to mind and I thought somewhere bitter in my present state of mind. I know it's something I can't help thinking about, but it doesn't creep me out of my head.

Soon, I'm sure Mr. Leanhardt will be there. By then, I'll have to make sure it's funny as usual.

Stir as the soup creases to avoid burning, and serve on a soup dish in anticipation of the hot air starting to stand. Looks like the soup where the cream sauce is used today. I'm sure this would be excellent too, because Mr. Charlotte's food is always delicious.

"Morning, Layla. You were preparing me... Thanks."

Mr. Leenhardt showed up when he was almost ready for support. Mr. Leanhardt in the morning is a little less distracted than during the day, and I find him somewhere adorable. I was so bored and troubled, my heart jumped just to see that soft grin.

"Good morning, Mr. Leanhardt. I'm just saying I woke up first, so don't worry about it."

I grinned as usual as I arranged a soup dish over the tray. I was concerned that it would be like making a laugh, but it seemed useless to worry in front of Mr. Leanhardt.

"Looks like he hung his coat, too, and it'll help. I totally forgot."

Mr. Leanhardt handily put water in the pot and magically set it on fire, thanking him.

I was accidentally asked to talk about my coat, and I managed to bear it even though I was about to go crazy at hand. Remove the bottle of butter and jam and from the cupboard without breaking the grin somehow.

"I'm glad it didn't wrinkle. Are you enjoying yourselves?

"Yeah, it was fun. The guy who decided to get married was already happy with that... a little, I envied him"

I look back unexpectedly at Mr. Lenhardt, who snapped at me as if I were talking to myself. Because I know Lewayne's curse, I glanced at his complexion thinking Mr. Leanhardt's thoughts would be complicated, but he seemed to have taken it in a different way.

"Ah... well, that's not why I'm rushing to reply. Sorry, Leila."

Reddening the edge of his ear just a little bit, Mr. Leanhardt explains. I was just not expecting that return, but I was kind of confused this way.

Would I have replied here until last night? I want to live with you. I still feel the same way, but it was me and the two princesses who got stuck in that rocket that really stuck in my brain.

"Hehe, I'm not offended at all. Rather..."

At that moment, he was accidentally struck by an intense vertigo and accidentally laid his hands on the table. I got my hands on it, so I got a small amount of soup from the soup dish and applied it to my fingertips, but I was so dizzy that I couldn't afford to worry about the heat.

"... Layla!?

There were signs of Mr. Leanhardt rushing over here, but I was falling to the floor before he could hold me up in his hand. I can't support my body and I hit it on the floor from the side so I bite my lips off. In a world that rocked around, I was blurry and reminiscent of the old days.

Before, when I fell at a tea party because I wasn't feeling well, my mother scolded me terribly. I remembered the night I cried alone, being told that I had to be perfect, that I didn't like it. In the meantime, Rose is also colluding while reading a book with her father and mother...

"Layla!!

With the feeling of being held up in Mr. Leanhardt's arms like a panic, his vision returns to normal one by one. I opened my purple blue eyes and looked into contact with Mr. Leenhardt, who was still about to cry out.

"Leila, oh Leila...... Soon, I'll cure you, so don't die, Layla..."

Mr. Leenhardt told me to pray as I painfully embraced my body trying to bury my face in my shoulder mouth. I just fell asleep, but it's a big deal to die.

"Mr. Leanhardt... I'm fine..."

"Don't move, Layla. Please, don't leave me. Don't leave me..."

When I finally had a tear in Mr. Leanhardt's eyes, I accidentally gave it a little bit. I can't say anything about my beautiful purple blue eyes moisturizing.

"Please, Layla..."

Embracing me again, I kept crying without a voice. Without saying anything, I could only reach into Mr. Leanhardt's back and mop his back.