The Great Prophet Is Running From Her Previous Life ~ I Want to Live a Rose-Colored Life After Being Born a Third Time as a Duke's Daughter~

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Uncover unexpected facts and lose words. But at the same time as I was surprised, I was terribly convinced.

For Troy, who was so obsessed with where he lived in his previous life, the fact that we were together might have been more soothing than words or actions.

It's pathetic, but we couldn't finally be there to support her heart while we were together forever...

"As a parent, I couldn't even understand my son's anguish. I was going to bring you as much contact as possible, but as a family, I was going to satisfy you and remove your anxiety... What did I do wrong....."

This is the first time I've ever heard a weak voice that no one has ever been able to vomit.

I am responsible as a parent. Supporting my wife, pulling the upset family in the strong wind, restoring the honor of the house that fell to the ground, providing support to the subordinates who have become forced to clean up, compensating the victims and survivors, and other things, although cautious, there is a lot to do. You must behave with courage.

The teacher shook his head with a gentle expression to me, who was going to be severely reprimanded.

"It's not your fault. I couldn't help it. No one could do anything."

I even remembered the reaction unexpectedly. The teacher says he can't help what he hasn't been able to do for a long time. Always face reality without allowing escape.

Even if it is a consideration for parents who have lost children, it is painful if they relax their hands.

"Please don't console me. I am prepared to accept any abuse."

To complain to me, the teacher shakes his head quietly.

"It's not a consolation, it's just a fact that you can tell because you're an experienced person. The people around me were always there. But it's up to you whether you get well or not. It's an area you can't help but yourself."

The teacher who said so had distant eyes that he had never seen before.

"Just living in a distant foreign country is a homesick thing. However, even parents do not know the weight and loneliness of being forced to live in a different world without ever having lost all their family and environment. I don't understand it and it's normal. And you did everything you could."

"But...."

The teacher controlled me with an unwavering gaze to contest.

"She was special to me. Like I was special to him. Me and her were supposed to share the same thoughts. And then I ran away from him when I met him again. I want to tell you because I regret it. [M] Don't blame yourself for not doing anything. She left her heart behind in her previous life. It wasn't because of your lack of strength and effort. Nothing anyone could do about it. In Zachariah's life, I couldn't even notice that many friends had surrounded me for decades. Even Troy couldn't help it."

I took a breath and saw an empty seat next to me.

"I wanted to tell Guinevere if I could."

"I take care of my wife at home to avoid burdening her."

"Did you get sick on this one?

No...

While denying the teacher's concern, he cuts out his mouth.

"--I 'm embarrassed... but in fact, I realized I was pregnant right after the incident... I've been giving up without being able to see the second person for a long time, and I wonder why at this time....."

There were times when I had a strong desire for my siblings to turn Troy's eyes towards my family, which I always looked far away from, but in the end I couldn't do it for twenty years. But I can't help wondering why it is now.

"Yes, congratulations!!

With the momentum to blow up my weakness that quickly turned back, the teacher had a surprisingly full smile on his face.

"Guinea-Bissau, an elderly birth in Arafat. That's why you didn't show up at all. Certainly not only physically, but also mentally. You don't have a job, either. This is your chance to participate in all childbirth and childcare."

I can't let go of words of encouragement that are as positive as the weather.

"I feel sorry for the grieving family because of my son....."

"--Is that why you give up the happiness of your children with your redemption?

Instead, the heart was caught by an eagle, in a frightening, quiet question.

The teacher stares straight at me as if I were confused.

"Don't get me wrong. What are you going to do if your parents don't like it? Whatever you say, I'm glad. There's nothing to be afraid of. Do it with great joy."

Speak like an order with a strong tone.

"--Still, I'm sorry... I have a younger brother, too. I wanted Troy to know how touched I was when I was born... and then... no, it's over."

He murmured as if he were talking to himself.

"Live facing forward. Sometimes it's okay to look back."

The teacher understands the weight of his words better than anyone else. How each word affects the surroundings.

For the word of the great prophet is as powerful as reality. At least that's what they take around. Even chatting without other love.

Therefore, the teacher has always tried to say anything openly, and never said words that should not be said. Or dare to smash it into the smoke so that its true meaning cannot be read.

The teacher's candid and powerful congratulations. There is no more courageous order.

The teacher took the trouble to meet me through the Prime Minister to convey this.

To beat my ass and get my confidence back to normal. Not to mention that we will be parents again.

The teacher continues to gently lecture me who came here in preparation for severe reprimand.

"As Troy's parents, you and your couple will often have painful thoughts ahead. But don't let your child carry more (...) than (...). Because the new life and the new life belong only to that child. Regardless of Troy, don't think of such a time, just mercy life from scratch and protect it with all your might. Whether you're a reincarnated person or not."

He was stuck in the core and took a breath.

--After all, the teacher was looking forward to it.

The identity of anxiety and agitation that corrodes my heart.

I was afraid. At this timing, it is possible that the same fate is carried by the child who is born.

Our couple know with their own hands that the reincarnation is close. If the child was born the same again... no, maybe even Troy himself could be thought of... hopefully, but the obsessive notion of repeating it again made him incapable of moving.

If you're a teacher, who are the babies to be born - can you even see them? But I know that this kind of future is definitely not to be spoken of.

This time, there was no exception.

But he was assured with a sincere and unmistakable glance.

"When you know the pain, you'll always be a good parent."

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Unfounded encouragement, if not irresponsible.

But the mask of the teacher came off. That's why I know it's true.

And at the same time, I finally realized.

The teacher has been talking about himself for a long time. I really didn't understand the meaning of the words that had been repeated many times before.

The anguish that drove Troy away until he finally destroyed him was something that the teacher also survived in the face.

Because I have suffered more than anyone else, you have revealed to us, with a secret, the inside of your chest, which you will have kept silent for many years.

The little (...) woman (...) in front of her quietly dabbled into her chest.

Life starts from scratch.

Heavy words for those who have actually lived with the previous life and are still living the next life anew.

I felt that the messy extra thing that was constantly blowing up in my heart was melting away. The fog in front of me clears up.

Always be a good parent.

This is not the prophecy of the Great Prophet. But it's a much heavier, trust-based guarantee from a former teacher.

--Just be merciful and protect it with all your might. That's right. What else is there? It doesn't matter who the child is.

Why did you lose sight of such a natural thing?

It's time to make our child happy... there can be no more mission.

"--Yes... yes. --Thank you, thank you... definitely..."

All I could do was lie down and squeeze my voice back.

I swore a strong oath that I would surely make the promise of that wish a prophecy.