The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Kai, who was heard last night's intruder is likely to have nothing to do with the female chief, was rarely silent for a long time. Turn off the grin that always floats, and look at him thinking with a serious look, it's Deanna who couldn't calm down enough. It is surprisingly compelling when Kai, whose face is so well constructed that it is a waste of his job to thoroughly back it, comes to a true face.

'I thought it was the lady chief's money... Tastes good, huh?

If you think you finally whine, this is the dialogue. His eyes weren't laughing, and for real fun, he said.

'That intruder has nothing to do with' peony '. I can assure you that clearly. So if you're not connected to the chief woman...'

"I guess it means someone we don't know is moving"

'That's what I was going to say, sounds quicker.... Any idea?

'... too many to squeeze'

"Lady of the Crestor family," "Red Rose." Well, what choice do we have? - Okay. I'll find out as much as I can. "

'Wait a minute. If you could tell me about last night's intruder, I'd do it this way.'

Kai is not the 'darkness' of the Crestor family, so we can't have more extra work. Kai smiled furiously at Deanna, who offered to think so.

"Hey, are you here to see me to hear that? You wasted your legs. '

"Kai!"

'Don't worry, I'll talk to Mr. Sirius when I see him. But I won't tell Deanna'

"What are you talking about? That intruder is someone from the rear palace guard. I could use some help, too. '

"... the same thing as last night, do you want to be done again?

From Kai, who came one step closer with a smile on his face, he was lagging behind when he noticed. - I think the boy in front of me suddenly looked like a stranger.

"Yeah, yeah, that's how we're gonna grow up."

'... you, weird, Kai. Since last night, what the hell is wrong with you?

How can you sometimes feel like a different one when you're just like before and you're actually supposed to be the same one? Kai finally smiled knowingly at Deanna, who was just confused without knowing.

"- Come on, what's going on? I don't think I've changed anything. '

'... just lying'

'He said it wasn't a lie. If you insist - well, maybe as much as I found it.'

"Found it? What? '

- Something important.

I couldn't ask specifically what that was. Because Kai cut the story out there. I didn't know much about last night's intruder.

(... I don't know, something important Kai found)

If it's important, Deanna has plenty. I didn't make it a prediction before I went into the rear palace, I can't believe there are so many people in this closed world who want to take care of me.

But I felt like 'something important' that Kai found was a little different from what that meant. What the hell makes the same person look so different?

To the unpopular, Deanna moves on. Even though my head understood that I should return to my room as soon as possible now that I had served the purpose of meeting Kai, I didn't feel that way. Yuri would be mad at me when I left - and I wanted to slow down a lot where no one was.

What we got to is an old bench in the backyard. They have been forgotten there for quite some time, assimilating it with the surrounding plants, making it a space that gives them a strange calm. Thank you. This backyard is called the garden, this bench, and it's a place with a lot of abandoned equipment.

Sit on the bench and keep your weight on your back. When I closed my eyes, I felt the warmth of the sun healing my restless heart.

The wind is mild today, so the warmth seems to prevail over the cold. In a while it will be a tough season to relax outside.

"... are you there, maybe, Dee?

- Maybe he was half asleep. A well-acquainted voice was called, and Deanna finally felt people's signs behind her back there. When I wake up in a hurry, I hear a dull laugh.

"I knew you were Dee, right? If I slept here, I'd catch a cold, wouldn't I?

"It's okay, me, the only thing that matters is that my body is sturdy.... Shayla, why are you here?

I can't look back, but it's definitely Shayla behind me. After the worst bowl at the park fair, Deanna was awkward and couldn't even have the courage to go see Shayla as' Dee '. You said Shayla also tends to pull into the room, so I was just worried about how to deal with it.

- No matter how modestly you look at the signs behind you, it's not the human air that's pulling and twitching.

"Dee was here, too, you knew. I found it recently, too. People rarely come, and it's a great place to change your mood."

"No. Um, not about the place, right? … that,"

"- Could it be that you cared about me at the park fair?

You took Deanna's silence as an affirmation, or there was a footstep Shayla took one step closer to.

"I'm sorry, take it easy"

"There's no need for Shayla to apologize. Even then, why did Shayla bow her head to The Red Rose? I'm sure your uncle worked disrespectfully on her, but it's his sin, and you're not bad."

"As always, Dee's just worried about me. Are you okay with 'Red Rose' being insulted in front of the public?

"It's not good... I care more about Shayla than Red Rose. It's natural to worry about your friends, isn't it?

How suppressing the urge to look back, Deanna continued.

"I heard you weren't well after the park tournament. Although you all cared that it happened."

"Thankful, isn't it? It wouldn't be strange to have a sideroom with a father like that in a backyard exile."

"Parents are guardians, Shayla is Shayla. He who knows you will not identify himself with you."

"Yeah, I really appreciate it. - Especially for" The Red Rose. "

Why are we talking about the Red Rose there?

The way he tilted his little neck seemed to be well watched from behind. Shayla's bell-like voice sounds.

"How dare you forgive my uncle for insulting me so much? I don't know anyone else who's so sweet, noble and strong."

"That's Shayla, I feel a lot too bought..."

"No, 'Red Rose' is a wonderful man. I made it clear at the park fair. - Because I hate you, I will refrain from going out in front of you in the future, but I will do anything for Deanna.... Yes, I've decided."

Deanna meant it and became the feather of worrying about her ears and head. Now, from start to finish, I think I've heard incomprehensible words.... well, this is the one called phantom hearing!

"You don't believe me, do you? It's okay, Deanna. I just need to know how great she is."

"I have trouble being obstinate there...... or how can that conclusion be made there when all that worst air!?

"It wasn't Deanna who created the worst air, it was my uncle? There's no one with that kind of disrespectful imitation that just needs to be spoken out."

"Maybe that just couldn't ruin the park as a 'red rose'..."

"Yeah, yeah. You're the one who tries to save a lot by giving precedence over personal feelings. … how do you have a precious heart?

If you snort here, you'll learn how uncomfortable it is not the word self-admiration.... but Deanna didn't have the nerve to push through silence, either, before the odd force Shayla emitted behind her.

"Uh, yeah, well, I can think of it that way, I guess...?

"Because I don't honestly admit it anymore. I can't believe all the rumors about Deanna are as terrible as that. If you look at it properly, you know it can't be that bad."

"The reality is that there are very few people who look at it properly..."

"Did I say something?

"No, it's no big deal."

While I accidentally flickered at the spilled truth, it was at this time that I decided to put in a penetration about the continuation of my phantom hearing.

"By the way, Shayla, what do you mean," Red Rose "hated you? Is there such a rumor going on?

"Huh?"

"No, 'Huh?' It's not. How do you know 'Red Rose' doesn't like Shayla in that story? Like I said, it's not you that's bad, it's your uncle, right?

"How can you rather not hate the side rooms that carry so much trouble?

"When did you bring trouble?"

"Even with His Majesty, I did, and I couldn't help you while you helped me, and at the park games, yeah."

"Because it's not all Shayla's fault! If 'Red Rose' is the... the person who can do it there, you know that's about normal!

I didn't have to look at her face to find out what Shayla was up to.

"... you think so?

"Now if 'Red Rose' doesn't like Shayla or something, I'm gonna go crack her brain."

"Stop it because it's noisy. I don't care if you hate me or not."

"It's not good for me."

What makes you sad and must be misinterpreted by a friend as' I hate her '? Even if you give up a hundred steps, no, a thousand steps or so and give up the glance of worship, this is the only thing that cannot be resolutely admitted.

"Whatever, go see Red Rose. 'Cause I know you're worried."

"You say that to Dee? It's not like you can do it. I've caused you so much trouble."

"You don't have to worry about it."

"Not good. I told you, didn't I? I can help Deanna in the shadows."

... Speaking of which, he also said that.

"... just in case, can I ask you what happened and what you decided to do so?

"It's easy. Deanna is in the rear palace, and she is helping us in the weak side room of our position. It will reward him and help him not to be offended."

Where's the secret? Since 'Darkness' and Kai already fit in that frame, there's absolutely no need to change direction that way until Shayla. I'd rather have Shayla work harder than ever in the sideroom frame, in the friends frame.

"When you're at a garden party, one of you says something to me. Then I thought about it and realized that this was the best way to help Deanna."

"I really appreciate the sentiment..."

"Dee?"

The skin of 'Dee' is about to peel off due to too much trouble. I also thought when I met him before the park tournament, Shayla's reason for surfacing is on the nanomite of common sense. Exactly the Declaration of the Entry into the Covert Frame, what should I make you think of this?

"Dee, what's going on?

"- Yes, Shayla. Didn't you hear anything from His Majesty?

"... you've really changed your mind."

With bitter meat measures, I tried to bring His Majesty up. Because I remembered information that even if I couldn't hear my friend's words, many women would honestly listen if they were my lover's.

With a strange voice, Shayla still answers.

"After the park tournament, the captain of the Kondo Miyagi secretly delivered a letter from His Majesty."

"Oh. - If I may not, may I ask what it is?

"There's nothing to hide from Dee. 'It's been bad before, I didn't know anything'... that's how it started, 'My feelings are only with Shayla, just trust me,' 'but now I'm pitiful and I can't put my face in front of Shayla. As a king, as a man, I will grow more, and then I will come to you again, and I will be glad to hear so much about you then... and so on."

Shayla's voice is subtly different from her earlier voice. Complex colors that felt the king's change even over the letter, seeping a little confusion, joy and anxiety. - Even if I couldn't put it into words, it was clear that his presence was affecting Shayla less.

"... How's Shayla? What did you think when you read the letter?

"It's..."

"Happy? - You wanted to believe that?

This silence is a testament to affirmation. You wouldn't see it, but you smiled, and Deanna nodded.

"I envy you. I can't believe you have a lord like that."

"Dee, about His Majesty..."

"You're not interested. I'm wondering if you're a good king, but I've never seen you as a man."

Though I've said it, Deanna doesn't really understand what it means to 'see a man as a man'. My father, my brother, Alford and His Majesty are men. Doesn't thinking of them as men mean 'seeing them as men'?... When I asked Elizabeth quite a while ago, she only said 'I'll know when that happens'. When exactly was that?

I thought I'd ask Shayla a few questions, but it's not the air I can bring up that story. Shayla's voice took over the interrupted conversation.

"... not so good either. It's not just beautiful."

"You mean think of someone?

"Something I've also remembered about unfamiliar emotions and drooling bitterness.... there's even a day when I think it would have been better not to know"

"That kind of thing, is it?

"I can't believe you have this kind of emotion in you. - Maybe if I find it, it's too late."

Shayla's voice was bitter. The woman who found out about love said she was happy and sparkling, but as far as her condition is concerned, the adage is also suspicious.

Perhaps, yet, they won't admit it. He said the thoughts in him were of a special kind. So desperate, resist.

Such Shayla seemed kind of very, very sad.

"I'm not sure. It can't be stopped by reason, because such strong thoughts, I don't know yet"

"Dee's a weird kid."

"- Still, that's all I think."

Rin stretched her spine, and Deanna threw her words straight at Shayla.

"How can I help someone without the courage to face myself?

"... Huh?

"I think the best thing in the world that needs to be overcome is myself, who is nothing else. Because anxiety, fear, inferiority and despair in me are always, to me, the strongest enemies.... maybe even 'Red Rose' is the same."

- That's right. Everyone can turn away from the darkness that nests in them, pretend not to see them, and be strong. I'm not proud of it, but I'm good at running away from them.

But really, what makes one stronger. Isn't it 'something' ahead of you in the face of that darkness? More than the tentative initial strength gained by eliminating weakness, it's all muddy and scratchy, because the strength you find there is what Deanna wants to get.

"If Shayla really wants to be a force for the 'Red Rose', running away from herself is a long way off. Do you think she's a man who wants' strength 'to fake herself?

"That, is..."

"If you believe what Shayla says, 'Red Rose' is one of those people who must be suffering before the muddled reality. What power do you want to save her like that?

A gust of wind ran between them. If you notice, the sun is leaning west.

"- By the way, Shayla, did you have lunch? Though it's time for lunch."

"Uh... ah"

"Sounds like you haven't. Me too. … should we go back to our rooms"

Deanna's care for her soft voice reached Shayla properly. Fluffy, there are signs of laughter.

"Yeah, I will.... Thanks, Dee"

You didn't do anything to thank me, did you?

"That's all you are anymore.... Sorry."

Gently, my hand rests on my shoulder. At the thin fingertips, fuzzy force was applied.

"- Me, hold on again, I'll think about it"

The poor voice contained a strong determination.