The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

- When I woke up, what I saw was a ceiling I didn't know.

Sleeping in a large cot, the moonlight plugs into the room, with small lights.

Teasing voice as he rushes to get up.

"Oh, I'm up."

"Lydia"

Sitting in a chair, reading a book was a rotten edge with long red hair.

This kid should have worn out, too, but he looks perfectly fine.

"... how many days have you slept?

"How many days do you think?

"About a day. And after that?

"A day."

When she closed the book and stood up, Lydia lowered her hips on the bed.

In those eyes - it's bad.

When I try to speak up, I'm controlled.

"... three days. Three days, you didn't wake up. You know how it feels in the meantime?

"... sorry"

"... the fever lasted until yesterday... and the magic grew weaker and weaker... gush..."

Porous, and tears fell from Lydia's eyes.

When I get up and wander, I get held up, and I cry like that.

- How long, I would have rubbed my back.

I ask again as you stroke the head of my lady who stopped crying.

"How are you and Tina doing?

"... I have no problem. And the little one."

"Oh well. And Gerald?"

"... he's alive. But..."

Lydia shook her head.

Even a person listed in the royal family would not be tolerated in this case. Bad luck would have caused a lot of damage.

I just want you to figure out how Gerald got the magic formula for "Flaming Lin".

Touch it and I know it clearly. That's - that's too much power for people to handle.

The Great Magic is obsolete, and there is no alternative to being contraindicated among long-lived species. I don't suppose he's evil... 'key' or...

When I think back to what I did with my selfless obsession, I guess that's me. You're in trouble. I'm a civilian.

But - as soon as I stopped stroking, I have this kid who swells his cheeks in a grumpy way and the kid who wanders around outside the room from now on.

... I just have to face it, huh? Put your hands on your head and talk.

"Lydia"

"What?"

"... sorry. I could be in a lot of trouble from now on. I need your help then."

"You're an idiot. Really, you're a big idiot - you don't have to ask, do you?

"... yeah, you are. Will you call Her Royal Highness, the troubled princess, who is outside the room? I have to preach."

"It's okay to stay like this."

No, sir.

"... Kechi. Well, fine."

Lydia gets off the bet lightly... you're rather honest.

I stretched out my body and walked out to the door - turning around.

"Yes, yes. I forgot to mention one thing."

"... what?

Niyaniya, laughing at the back of her right hand so that she could see this one.

A thin, red crest came up.

Chi, wait a minute. Oh, no way!

"Ahhh. I got hurt before I got married. Responsibility, you have to take it, right?

"Li, Lydia"

The rotting edge that made the bomb statement opened the door to the hospital room, skipping.

Light pale hair leaps. They were watching how it went.

"Little one, I'll take your place. Be grateful."

"Beh, I can't believe Lydia's permission..."

"Tina."

When I called him, he turned his face to me, like an oil cut machine.

Encouraging him to come over with his hand, he came nearby nervously to the bee,.

Lydia - when she meditated on one eye - closed the door. He must have gone to get the other kids.

Reaching for Tina, who came beside her, she trembled and shook.

Keep it up, stroke your head slowly.

"Let, Doctor?

"... looks like you're safe. I was so worried."

"... Aren't you angry?

"You've already reflected more than enough, and while I was asleep, didn't you get squeezed away by Lydia, Karen, Master Stella and Ellie and Lynne? In the future, Master Walter will be mad at you - would you like to be preached?

"Or I'm ready..."

Apparently, I've had enough.

Good. I'm not that good at preaching.

"How's your body? If it feels weird at all."

"It's okay. Uh, there's Mr. 'Ice Crane' in me, isn't there? It doesn't feel unpleasant, and it improves the magic accuracy, ah."

Tina blushed her cheek and leaned down. Ha.

... Ah.

Keep your head down.

"I'm sorry. Though it was a sudden situation."

"Mm... for a teacher, was that like apologizing?

"No, that's not true."

"It's a lie. Because it was much, much longer to be considered Mr. Lydia. It's cheating! It's not fair! If you do, I will, too, come on!

Tina, who stepped on the group thickness, is about to fall.

I'm rushing to take it, but I can't help it.

A neat face is right around the corner.

The moist eyes slowly closed - the door opened in momentum and four people came in. When he comes to bed, he throws Tina away and stuffs her at me.

"To... y... n!" "A, born Mr. Allen!" "Dear brother!" "Te, Tina!

Ha, so noisy - Ice Hua dances.

On the back of its hand, a thin razor and a pale crest.

"... do you guys want to go to war with me that much? Premium!

Oh, my God, what a word you and Her Royal Highness would say.

Reminds me of what Lisa said. "Power comes with responsibility".

- Apparently, it's true.

But that's all I want to say. I shrugged in the hospital room, where countless magic was unfolding.

"Whatever it is, I don't think this is much... God. How can this happen every time!?