The Escape of Layla

"Layla!?

"Miss Layla!?

"Leila, sister!

It was Mr. Charlotte in an apron and Mr. Gabriela, who wore the Sorcery Division coat, and Mr. Grete, who wore a light green piece, who appeared in the study in a different way than Mr. Leanhardt. He was quite calm in his breathing and mood, but he looks at me sitting on the floor and starts panicking to the Trinity.

"Did your brother do something to you!?

"Finally, the time has come for the sorcery division to point the blade at the division leader..."

"Leannhardt, are you crazy about your brother?

When three women gather together, is this something that gets busy too? Being overwhelmed by its tatami appearance soothes the feeling that it was blocking with wonder. I managed to fix my smile as I stood up to be caught in Mr. Gabriella's hands.

"... sorry for your concern. Um, Mr. Leanhardt is not bad."

"But you look pale. I don't know if you're feeling well yet..."

Mr. Charlotte was wiping my cheeks and neck sweat with a handkerchief. The purple blue eyes that look terribly worried look just like Mr. Leanhardt's, and he sprouts guilt.

"No, it's more a matter of mind than physical fitness…"

Because of me, the tea party is ruined. My stomach hurts so tightly that I'm sorry.

"… calm down and let's have a meal. Your brother's gone somewhere, so let's do it together."

Mr. Charlotte smiled at me so he could forgive me. Has Mr. Leanhardt gone out? Guilt for him swells.

"... I've done something wrong to Mr. Leenhardt"

I don't care how much I hurt him. I know I should try to improve as much as I hate myself, but it doesn't get any worse.

"The division chief is hurt, it wasn't a bare gesture. He looked worse and more worried than that."

Mr. Gabriella seeps a smile all the way into Rin's face. She's working with Mr. Leanhardt. I guess that's what she says.

"Let's have dinner together! Leila, sister!

Mr. Grete seemed to be trying to gently pull my piece and take me out of the study. Surely Mr. Grete will have no choice but to be hungry any longer. Mr Charlotte is right, you might want to try to calm down with a meal first.

I finished my entire meal in the courtyard and now I was addicted to after-dinner tea. A fair amount of sweetness and fragrance spreads through your mouth, and you breathe a cheeky breath.

Looking at Mr. Grete running around on a blue lawn, nature looses his cheeks. I'm just inspired by her splendour and good health.

"Bad dreams, huh...... I can't help it, not after what happened."

Mr. Charlotte shrugged with a serious face. I just finished talking to the two of you about what happened earlier. They both asked me very seriously when I said it was just a nightmare that bothered me.

"So the division chief thought it would be safer for Miss Leila to call us women. A real gentleman."

Mr. Gabriella was showing some impression. Indeed, Mr. Leanhardt instantly spotted my confusion and went to get Mr. Charlotte and the others, so I really can't get my head up.

"I don't think you're afraid of Mr. Leanhardt. But I'm sure I misunderstood."

"After all those nightmares, I don't think I have a choice."

"Yes, Leila. If you blame yourself too much, you'll get stuck. Your brother is someone you can tell by talking to, so when you get back, we'll go see him together."

"... No, I'll come alone. It would be a sad thing to have a distance between you and Mr. Leanhardt."

When I said so clearly, Mr. Charlotte had some unexpected look on his face. Indeed, if it had been me once, you might have accompanied Mr Charlotte sweetly in his words.

But really, I'm not afraid of Mr. Leanhardt. It doesn't mean I'm afraid of all the men. It was just the worst time ever, and I couldn't control myself. We have to tell them that properly.

"... Leila has changed a little bit, in a good direction. I've been through so much, I really respect that hiccups."

Suddenly, Mr. Charlotte praised me with a serious voice and I felt somewhat embarrassed. Really, I honestly feel glad to hear Mr. Charlotte say that to me in a position like my sister's. I seem to be able to grow a little too.

"Well, it's true, the division chief doesn't have enough."

Mr. Gabriella said so with great seriousness and drank a lot of tea. I've always thought that everyone in the Fantasy King's Capital has a hard reputation for Mr. Leanhardt. Even that seems like a sign of intimacy, and I laugh when I inadvertently tickle.

"That's not true. Instead, I was just hoping I'd have to try my best to be the kind of woman Mr. Leanhardt would be."

"You don't have to worry, your brother's just happy to have Layla. Look, you know what I mean? It's good to try, but don't push it too hard."

Mr. Charlotte laughed at him somewhere shaky as he added sugar to his tea. But I'll always lose the brightness of my expression and stop my hand from stirring the tea.

"... really, my brother needs Layla. Those two weeks when Leila was being kidnapped, it was very thought-provoking. When I sensed that there was something strange about Leila in the convent, I really felt the hopelessness of the end of the world on my face."

That was a little scary beyond the pain, Mr. Charlotte laughs small and deludes himself. Mr. Gabriella also remembered that time, and his gaze seemed somewhere complicated.

"... but what was surprising was that you didn't kill Prince Wang when you saw him after him. My older brother would have taken his life without hesitation... but protecting Leila was a priority over hurting people. Although there is a radical part to it, I think your brother has changed quite a bit thanks to Leila"

That's the same for me. Thanks to Mr. Leanhardt, I learned to love people, to be loved. My dry mind is finally moisturizing and I'm beginning to be able to afford to think about people's emotions, albeit a little bit.

He finally leaned in. You can't be different here. I stare at Mr Charlotte and Mr Gabriela and smile as brightly as possible.

"Thanks, both of you. I would like to share my feelings with Mr. Leanhardt."

When Mr. Leanhardt returns, let's go see him first. In the bright sun, he was so determined.

It was not until evening that Mr. Leanhardt returned. After finishing cleaning up, he said goodbye to the three of them, and left them for about an hour in the living room with Mr. Leanhardt, and he returned.

"Welcome home! Mr. Leanhardt!"

If I hadn't told him the circumstances properly, it would have been a strangely bright voice because I had intended to. Mr. Leanhardt looked like he had a light face, but he smiles at me quickly.

"I'm home, Leila.... What about Charlotte and the others?

"Welcome home a while ago"

"You don't mind me leaving Leila alone... Even though Leila's not feeling all right yet."

When Mr. Leanhardt put the small paper bag on the table, he took off his coat and hung it on his chair.

"Mr. Leanhardt, you haven't had lunch, have you? Shall we have an early dinner?

"It's okay, because you used to act on one meal a day originally. No problem with the usual time."

He keeps a constant distance from me, with a gentle grin as usual. From the sense of distance as if I had just come to this mansion, it was painfully conveyed that he cared for me.

"I bought herbal tea in the king's capital of the kingdom. I don't mind regular tea, but I was wondering if this would calm me down. I'm going to choose what Leila likes as much as possible, but I'm honestly not sure I can brew it well."

So don't expect me to wait, and whine, Mr. Leanhardt takes the tea set out of the cupboard and pumps water into the pot.

I touched the paper bag placed on the table and it smelled fluffy and peppermint and somehow I almost cried.

You knew I liked the tea with the mint. Long ago, I was just having a drink at Mr. Charlotte's shop.

Oh, really, this guy.

If you notice, impulsively, I was hugging Mr. Leanhardt on his back. Mr. Leenhardt, who handily prepared his tea, stops his hand as surprised.

"... surprised. What's wrong, Leila? I don't give a shit about that earlier, so don't push-"

"- I like it."

"Huh?"

"I love you, Mr. Leanhardt"

After making myself surprisingly clear, I strengthened my ability to hold him by trying to bury his face on Mr. Leanhardt's back.

"Even for a moment, I can't forgive myself for being frightened of you. I'm so attracted to you. You're so considerate of me."

"... that's a very sudden and bold confession."

Mr. Leanhardt laughed somewhere bewildered. When he gently releases the hand I turned to his body, he looks back towards me. I couldn't help but hug him again when I saw Mr. Leanhardt face to face with a soft smile on his face. I feel tranquil from the bottom of my heart, wrapped in the scent of flutter and Mr. Leanhardt.

"Yeah, but I couldn't contain it....... Mr. Leanhardt, I love you. Just because you are you, loving."

"... Leila"

Mr. Leanhardt smiled mercifully and looked at me. Oh, that's the look on Mr. Leanhardt's face that I like best. As much as I want to watch forever, I like it.

"Mr. Leanhardt, please, would you please live with me? I will never let that sad look on your face again. I won't even make you feel lonely. Could you please forgive me for living next to you?"

Mr. Leanhardt's purple blue eyes open slightly. After plenty of seconds as it was, he put his hand on my cheek laughing somewhere pranky.

"... Is it possible you're asking me to marry you?

"Yeah, that's right."

When I told him exactly that, Mr. Leanhardt laughed somewhere fun.

"Oh, my God, I haven't fixed the ring in time yet."

"Oh, oh... right, what I did..."

I reflect in my mind that I may have overflowed with likes and overthought. I'm getting kind of embarrassed because I'm running too wild on my own.

"I never thought Leila would take my third honesty away from me, but this is happier than I imagined."

Mr. Leanhardt kept his hands on my cheeks, trying to keep each other's foreheads together and narrowing the distance. I still can't get used to staring into beautiful purple blue eyes, reminding me of a dusk close to night, no matter how many repetitions.

"... will you make me Leila's husband?

How come I don't feel this one has the advantage when it's an understated way of asking? Leanhardt's spare time to show when he has trouble reminds him that he's still no match, and he has heat on his cheeks.

"... Yes, please be?

If he stared back into Mr. Leenhardt's eyes in confusion, he deepened his grin very happily.

"- Of course, gladly. My only one."

My heart fills me with unspeakable joy in that answer, which I was told in a gentle voice. When I accidentally looked at him with a full grin, nature and vision began to seep. I've never been happy to cry before. It is undoubtedly Mr. Leanhardt who has taught me that sentiment.

I should say something, but I'm so impressed I can't find the words. A grain of tears tells the cheeks. As soon as that happened, Mr. Leanhardt hugged me. Mr. Lenhardt, who strengthens the power of his arms as if to confirm my existence, was kind of adorable, so happy to drown, that he brought it to him to deepen his grin.

"But really... are you going to live with me like this? Leila."

"This sounds terrible. Mr. Leanhardt is nicer than anyone."

"... I want to dream"

"I feel the same way."

"I can't let you go for the rest of my life, okay?

"I won't be leaving Mr. Leanhardt's side anymore, so I'm not worried about it."

"... you say something really cute, I love it"

"Yeah, I love you too, Mr. Leanhardt"

I'm gonna live with this guy. I will always be. Deeper than anyone, let's keep loving this guy.

With that oath, I spoke softly to Mr. Leanhardt. It was from him last time, so I'm going to give it back. The fever on my cheeks shouldn't be unusual, but I'm surprised somewhere in my heart at myself for doing something so bold.

If I just let go of my face and take a peek at Mr. Leenhardt, I'd be drawn to him again, laughing invincibly.

"Not enough, Leila"

That was how it was going to melt to the back of my brain in the mouthpiece that was repeated again. Even the embarrassment and confusion sprouted in unfamiliar sensations gradually turn into comfort, so Mr. Leanhardt is a truly wonderful magician. I wonder what kind of magic you're using.