I was summoned to the royal castle on the first day of the new school year.
Basically, I was going to leave it up to you, except for witness testimony and family opinion, but on the contrary, I wonder if it was unnatural?
I feel like Douglas totally found out. It seemed to me that observation was the basis for whether it was really the master of Chiaran or not.
It's tough to go against a classmate.
I seem to have had quite a relationship with Gideon somehow, but I can't honestly read it because it wasn't like that.
Well, Isaac can handle it.
I hope you won't blow anything extra into Chiaran because you love him more than that.
In the meantime, the necessary things were largely over, so I left it to my uncle and returned to the Mansion alone in the evening.
"Gladys!"
Max was already waiting.
I knew it, but I couldn't help but sigh. I managed to get him to give up going with me in the morning, but at least he left the school and returned quickly.
My uncle is with me, so there's nothing to worry about.
"Hi, Max."
I got tired yesterday and went to bed early after I left, but the guards told me everything.
I was so sorry to be around.
But I think it was tough with Max and Rufus's tag. Well, that's not the problem.
"How was it? Did he say anything unpleasant?
Max follows me back to the room next to him.
"It's okay. He was my uncle too. I told him what had happened, I just gave him my own opinion, and it was over."
Still caring, he glanced at my face.
"Is your mother really okay that the killer should have died?
Everyone cares a lot about that place, but it's normal enough to be sorry. After all, it would be a normal shock.
I met Grace as someone else first. And as a perpetrator and a victim.
At least I don't have good memories, and I can't beautify them with my mother's delusions. Pretty special.
"Yes, my mother is my stepmother now. Because I don't have any other special thoughts."
I said nicely so that you could feel as relieved as possible.
"I see... my mom will be delighted."
"Besides, it's a complete monster of someone else's body. You don't have to think you're human."
However, there is a concern in another sense.
"But it looked just like me."
"That's been said a long time ago. That much?"
"Yeah, it's like my face and my back are in the mirror. Max, don't make a mistake.
"Idiot, you're not wrong."
Certainly a knight with superior sensitivity would be fine, but I feel like I'm worried about being deceived by ordinary people.
"It's not just the face. Whatever looks like you, there's no one else like you. I won't let anyone fool me."
I assured you that I had read my concern.
After that, Max's face becomes blatantly moody.
"Why were you with Chiaran at the festival?"
Oh, there you are.
He just happened to see me.
Well, there may have been Alexis's temptations, but I didn't promise.
"I've been looking forward to seeing you for two weeks, but I'm worried about how much you've made me panic about being attacked by a monster or watching a festival alone with Chiaran. You two were both off school today and met at the royal castle, right?
As a witness, it's just an interview.
……
Max said something, but he couldn't hear it because his voice was low.
When I opened the door of the room, I looked back once.
"What, Max?
Your big arm has grown unexpectedly. Enter the room to be pushed in.
"─!?
Suddenly, Max hugged me.
It's not the usual hug.
Your arms, which are firmly twisted around your back and hips, don't shake.
"Max...?
I'm always stronger, but if I do this, I can't be around.
I wanted to protect you.
Murmuring with a squeezing voice.
"Why do you keep getting into trouble...? I'm afraid you're going to leave someday."
The danger I was facing out of my reach seemed to have upset Max considerably.
"If you forgive me, I will never leave you."
Both his heart and Max's own anxiety came directly from his strong arms and voice.
--But....
"--Max... I don't think this is good...?
"- I know! That's why you've endured so much so far, right?
Still, Max's arm didn't loosen.
"But I really want to keep you mine. --I just can't because I hate it."
"There's nothing I don't like about Max. However, sex offenders despise them. That's natural."
Max is thrilled at me for declaring clearly.
"... how can you fall in love with me..."
"--That's what I want to know...."
Asked, I suddenly want to get lost.
I love Max. I'm sure it hasn't changed since I was a kid.
I also like to feel relieved and comfortable that it fits neatly in my completely big arm.
But I know it's opposite to what Max wants.
The more seriously you hug me, the clearer the temperature difference will be.
I wish I could truly support your brother's love.
No matter how much I wish, my heart still won't move. You won't fall in love with me.
Max whispers bitterly in his ear.
"I know where you're going. I've been watching."
"... eh?
I don't understand the meaning of words, so I listen back.
"It's okay. Don't ever notice. In the meantime, I'll get past you."
Instead of answering, Max voluntarily renews his resolve.
"Max?"
He loosened his arms, slightly released his body, and looked me straight in the eye and declared.
"I haven't given up yet."
"I don't know what you're talking about.
"So you don't have to understand."
Feeling that the air has returned as usual, I will try to be candid with the suggestions I have been thinking about lately.
"I don't know, but I think it's time for Max to give up on me. If you look at the others, you'll find out. I love you."
"Don't say that. I'm going to be extra motivated."
As usual, I refuse with a sinister face.
Then he stopped a bit in front of the door, away from me.
"... Gladys, I'm sorry..."
"It's just a little sister fight."
I replied that I didn't care about a bad word. The complicated expression that appeared was ignored at this time.
I'm not just sweet.