The Escape of Layla

"Well, it's nice!

Mr. Gabriella led me to a small grocery store. It's just next to the tailor, and there are a lot of small items made of fabric and ribbon. Perhaps it was made using extra fabrics and ribbons. They were all nice little things with warmth.

"Miss Layla likes embroidery, so I thought you might like these things, too."

Of course I liked this store, but most of all, I'm glad you thought of me when I wasn't around. It's only been about six months since I met Mr. Gabriella, but I never thought I could be so close.

"This ribbon is very nice."

Deep elegant red fabric with embroidered gold thread makes that bow perfect for Mr. Gabriella's outfit today. It's not very flashy, so it would be easy to use on a daily basis. I'm sure it'll be a good accent when you weave your Magic Division jacket.

Besides, there are two ribbons made of the same. It's a little embarrassing, but I decided to buy that ribbon with a certain determination.

"How much did you like it when you bought two?"

When she left the store, Mr. Gabriella smiled satisfactorily. I get kind of nervous in front of my friend's casual grin, but I offer Mr. Gabriella one of the ribbons I just bought out of the blue.

"Oh, um... it's a small one, but would you like to take this, thank you for the tea leaves this morning? Well, it takes the form of alignment with me..."

I am still unfamiliar with giving gifts directly to people. Even in the kingdom we gave each other a little something, but none of it involved so much tension because it was done via the hands of servants.

"Give me this?

Mr. Gabriella didn't seem to anticipate this development, he opened his deep blue eyes and often stared at me, but eventually when he received the ribbon from my hand he made me laugh invincibly.

"Thank you, I'm so happy."

"... good"

If I looked up at Mr. Gabriella with relief, she seemed to quickly brace the ribbon around her hair in one piece. He's a very clever man because he can tie it beautifully without looking in the mirror.

"What do you say?

Mr. Gabriella showed me the ribbon she had just put on, softening her long hair. As expected, it's perfect for Mr. Gabriella's outfit today.

"It suits you well, Mr. Gabriella"

"Thank you. I didn't expect to get such a wonderful gift from Miss Leila."

To put it that way, Mr. Gabriella turned behind me and retrieved another ribbon from my hand.

"It's a corner, so try tying Miss Leila too. Same hairstyle as me, okay?

"Do you mind?

"Of course. Tell me as soon as it hurts."

To put it that way, Mr. Gabriella quickly put my hair together with his hands and began to bind it together in a high position. It's kind of ticklish with the evening breeze blowing down my neck.

I always wanted to try to imitate Mr. Gabriella's hair, but I just haven't had the habit of getting to know myself for over a decade, and I still can't get it right when it comes to hair styles. In addition, based on Mr. Leanhardt's habit of casually combing my hair, I had compromised that I would not have to work out.

Nevertheless, this knot to tie into one seems useful when doing chores, etc. You can teach Mr. Gabriella today and you can tie it yourself from now on.

"All right, I got it. You look great."

If I raised my face to Mr. Gabriella's voice, I could see a bunch of shaking hair. It's kind of fresh and funny. Slowly shake your face to the side and you'll get flax hair tips at the edge of your vision.

"Thank you, Mr. Gabriella. I admired this haircut."

"If you tell me, I'll tie you anytime."

"Hehe, Mr. Gabriella sounds like your sister."

"If I had a sister like Miss Layla, that would be fun every day"

It was kind of embarrassing to rock the matching ribbon with the same hairstyle and laugh at each other, but more than that, the pleasure of getting along with Mr. Gabriella was enormous. My chest was filled with warm, tickling emotions that made me laugh when I tickled from either side.

"Well, it'll be a good time. Shall we go to the Sorcery Division?"

"Yes, let's come"

Make sure Mr. Gabriella escorts you and steps out in the evening. It was a full day of delight to be able to go wherever I wanted with my own feet.

Upon arrival at the Sorcery Division, everyone who had just finished today's business was just about to come out of HQ. The sorcery division seemed somewhat surprised that Mr. Gabriella, who was supposed to be on holiday, was here today, but most of them would have left with a brief greeting.

"Hans, but you picked me up?

"Idiot, who comes all the way to see a guy like that?"

Next to having such a conversation with one of my colleagues, Mr. Hans at the time walks by and looks bitter.

"Uh, why am I, being demeaned?

As she narrowed her faintly pigmented gray eyes, Mr. Hans appeared before me and Mr. Gabriella. I gently break my knee and say hello to Mr. Hans.

"We're out of time, Mr. Hans."

"Even Miss Leila! Did you come to see me?

Gabriela jokes and peeks into my face Mr. Hans' cheeks relentlessly. I accidentally touched my cheeks and took care of that pain too, just to be expected to be quite strong because my stuck skin was whitening.

"That's the same slack. Miss Leila is the chief's fiancée, isn't she? Watch your mouth."

"Wow, I'm kidding, Gabriella. I want you to let me go because it hurts."

"I was thinking of telling the division chief like this..."

"Oh, that's really scary, so stop? We're close, aren't we? You don't imitate selling childhood, do you? Hey, Gabriella."

The relationship between Hans, who started begging forgiveness with a strangely serious voice, and Gabriella, who still continues to connect his cheeks, is still smiling, and I still laugh all the time, even though I think it's rude. When Mr. Gabriella looked at me sideways like that, she took a small sigh and took her hand away from Mr. Hans.

"It's in front of Miss Leila, so I'll forgive you for about this much."

"Wow, thank you, Miss Layla, for staying here."

When he was released, Mr. Hans offered me his hand and asked me to shake it. His wrapping atmosphere is somewhere unique and interesting.

"Heh heh, more than anything I can do to help Mr. Hans."

Respond to his handshake with a small, zero grin. Mr. Gabriella sighed somewhere frightened, staring at us like that.

"You can compliment Miss Leila for her courage in effortlessly touching her at the headquarters of the Magic Division..."

"What, you suddenly say something scary? Gabriela."

"You think there's a place in headquarters where the division chief's eyes haven't been reached?

"I don't think so."

"Then talk fast. Good for you, division chief. They'll give you immediate guidance, and maybe you'll die before the curse breaks. Let's celebrate tonight."

Mr. Hans' complexion blues slightly in Mr. Gabriella's pale words. He hastily let go of my hand, instead grabbing my shoulder and shaking it gently.

"Yes, Miss Layla, this is just a handshake, isn't it? That's what you're gonna tell the division chief, isn't it?

"Yeah, yeah. Absolutely."

As you can see from Mr. Gabriella's conversation with Mr. Hans, he seems to think that Mr. Hans touched Mr. Lienhardt's inverse scales by shaking hands with me, but I don't think Mr. Lienhardt would demonstrate such an exclusive appetite. I smile as briskly as I can to forgive Mr. Hans, even though I think he is worried.

But the chillness of the voice that accidentally sounded from behind led me to be reminded that my perception might have been wrong.

"Stuck in Layla, what are you doing? Hans."

Undisputed, the voice belonged to Mr. Leanhardt. If you look back unintentionally and put Mr. Leanhardt's figure in your eyes, that will loosen your cheeks.

"Mr. Leanhardt!

Running right in front of Mr. Leanhardt, he smiled as sweetly as ever and gently stroked my cheek.

"I'm home, Leila. I didn't expect to see you here."

"Mr. Gabriella and I looked around the city, so we stopped by on that return. I'm here to pick up Mr. Leanhardt."

I can see Mr. Hans frightened in great awe, beside the fact that he is delighted to reunite with Mr. Leanhardt for the first time in half a day. It was so pathetic that I decided to make my case on behalf of Mr Hans.

"... Hans and I were just talking."

"For a long time, Hans seemed to have an impatient look, though?

Mr. Leanhardt smiles meaningfully when he sees Mr. Hans over me. It's been a long time since I've seen his grin, which isn't just sweet, and it kind of made me nervous until me.

"It's a real misunderstanding, division chief! I haven't seen Miss Leila in a long time, so I'm just in a little shape..."

"I don't like it. I'm not mad at you for misunderstanding or anything."

"My gaze hurts for that..."

I laugh when I inadvertently tickle as I listen to Mr. Leanhardt and Mr. Hans interact. Is Mr. Leanhardt surprisingly more prone to expressions? It makes me kind of happy to know Mr. Lenhardt's new side, which I can't see when we're alone.

"That's right, Mr. Leanhardt, look! Gabriella tied me up."

Attempting a subtle change of subject, I let him shake a bunch of flax colored hair I had tied. Mr. Leanhardt immediately takes my hair in one hand when he has a sweet grin to show when we are alone.

"I was aware of that. Leila looks great in any hairstyle, pretty."

I thought you had spoken such a sweet dialogue, Mr. Leanhardt mouthed my hair as it was. I didn't expect you to act that sweet in front of Mr. Gabriella and Mr. Hans, so my cheeks get hot as soon as possible.

"... Mr. Leanhardt easily praises me too much!

"Until I tell you the truth."

When he finally took his hand off my hair, he instead narrowed the distance by turning his hand around my back. I don't want to look too faint in front of Mr. Gabriella, but I can't resist Mr. Leanhardt in terms of strength or psychology.

"Thank you for taking Leila out of the city, Gabriela"

"If Miss Leila enjoyed it, most importantly,"

Mr. Leenhardt smiled so tenderly as he tried to hold my shoulder and face Mr. Gabriella and Mr. Hans.

"Keep up the good work Leila. … and I'm glad to see you've finally rehabilitated your insane childhood, which easily touches a person's fiancée."

"Oh, I knew you had it in your roots!! I just shook hands with Miss Leila."

"- Accepted. Leave it to me."

Gabriella smiles and shows as she covers Hans' mouth trying to repeat her objections. The proximity and reluctance of that distance made me feel like the strength of Mr. Gabriella's bond with Mr. Hans, under these circumstances, but I kind of smiled.

"Well, let's go home, Leila. It gets cold too late."

"Yes.... Now, be in a good mood, Mr. Gabriella, Mr. Hans"

If you thank him for picking the colored piece gently, Mr. Gabriella will easily return the salute while holding Mr. Hans' mouth. I've been holding my mouth for a long time, Mr. Hans, but I'm worried I won't be able to breathe.

"Oh, see you, Miss Leila"

In contrast to Mr. Gabriella's refreshing grin, Mr. Hans was also somewhat bitterly vocal, but unfortunately he was unable to hear the words. Zero bitter laughter without thinking about it, but I walk out of front of both of them so that Mr. Leanhardt can guide me.

"Mr. Hans, are you okay?

"I don't think it's a problem. And Gabriella. Oh, I can see it. It's sweet on Hans."

"Hehe, I admire the relationship of childhood taming"

Maybe it's Jessica if you dare mention the person in the relationship closest to childhood tampering, but there's also an age difference and it's kind of not sticking.

"Well, it's not all that good to have a childhood in the Fantasy King's Capital."

Those two in particular, Mr. Leanhardt looked up at the orange-dyed sky, whining. A side that seems to have something to think about.

"Is there something wrong between Mr. Gabriella and Mr. Hans?

"Maybe it's a problem when it comes to problems... but you can't say all this out of my mouth. Next time you ask Gabriella."

More than that, the sky is beautiful, Mr. Leenhardt urged me to look at the sunset quietly. Immediately, the same purple blue sky as Mr. Leanhardt's eye color would spread.

"... Since I met Mr. Leenhardt, I've really liked this time. When you look at this sky, you can feel relieved to remember Mr. Leanhardt."

In the chilly wind, whining casually as they rubbed their hands together, Mr. Leanhardt's purple blue eyes and eyes met as confused. But it's a flash, too, and he slips away from his sight.

"... I'm very happy with that, but Leila's got a lot of surprises, too"

Mr. Leanhardt's ear ends are indeed dyed red, and all this moment makes me feel like I've won the rush of love. As it was, I turned to Mr. Leanhardt and looked up at him softly.

"Hehe, it's been a month since you got engaged, but you don't really show me your lit face"

"... it's not lit, now this much..."

"For that, the ends of your ears are red."

"... it's cooling down a lot."

With that said, Mr. Leanhardt took off his Sorcery Division coat and let him weave his feathers on my shoulder to wrap me as he did. Much shorter than Mr. Leanhardt, I feel so disgruntled when I wear it, but not long after I care about it, I feel Mr. Leanhardt's warmth and unwittingly loosen my cheeks.

"It's warm, Mr. Leanhardt"

"That was good. I'll just keep you at the top."

To put it that way, Mr. Leenhardt gently flexed and mouthed me on my lips, wondering if he had reached for his coat. They take my lips away in an instant without any foretaste, and understanding doesn't chase me. I'm sure you have a pitifully out-of-the-box look.

"... it's been a month since I've been engaged, but I never get tired of seeing Layla's lit face again and again"

Yes, there is no word to say anything back before Mr. Lenhardt, who laughed invincibly and finally left me. Even if I open my mouth, my voice doesn't come out and I end up silent.

Seeing how I do that, Mr. Leanhardt deepens his satisfying grin. His expression, which evening illuminates, is oddly colorful and just speeds up his pulse.

After all, I'm no match for Mr. Leanhardt.

Take Mr. Leanhardt's hand to delude embarrassment, convinced of his sweet defeat. Any more, if I were to look directly at Mr. Leanhardt's grin, it would look bad on his heart.

"Or let's go home! It's pretty chilly."

"Right, let's go home."

I take his hand and walk out the road to the mansion as well, listening to Mr. Leenhardt laughing as he dulls. The shadow for two long stretches at dusk was a sure sign of happiness.