The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

In conclusion, my meticulous… really, my meticulous desire was being lightly denied.

Woohoo... how could you...

I'm fine with this, but I've been trying so hard...

Until just now, I was in the auditorium... why, why, even once again, are you in the exercise area?

I'm depressed and I'm like, 'Are you okay? Want to play??' And Chiffon wandered beneath his feet. Unexpectedly hug.

Cheryl, who was next door, said! Allen, do you mind if I do? "I'm not sure what you're saying, but I can't afford to deal with it.

...... Ugh. I want to escape reality.

The school director tells me so badly.

"Give it up. You're struggling. - No! If there are 10,000 people, there are ministers out there who bear enough hardship to cry and escape. Exquisite, hard work. That leads to peace in my heart."

"... Chiffon, you can chew"

"Wow!

In a word of mine, the white wolf jumped happily toward the school director.

The old elf mocks.

"Ha-ha-ha! Same as yesterday, no whoa!?!!

Restraint the school director's hands and feet with invisible dark thread.... uncomfortable.

Still, force blocking the metastatic magic that was on the verge of activation.

Chiffon puffs his head.

- He scratched out.

"... illusion by light magic, is it"

"Phew! This is still the Great Demon's Guide! Yeah, well, they did!! They won't do it!!! … but. What if the current flow, will continue forever? I'm too quick to deal with metastatic magic??... a little bit like working an old body! Yeah, needless to say, I'll leave this to you. Including the repair of the exercise area!!! The junction shall be reinforced. You don't mind giving it your all, let's just tell him one last thing in old age. Ridley Linster."

"... what is it?

After the school director shouted irrationally from the audience a short distance away, he advised the young knight, a long-haired, seemingly serious, relative to Lydia, in the exercise area.

"I'm not saying anything bad. It's about doing everything you can from the beginning. So, if not - …"

"What? Clearly, I want you to say it!

The school director says.

And look at me embracing Chiffon again.

... Yep. Am I supposed to say that?

In my position, I speak to the youth Kingsguard Knight - young and holding the title of "Sword Saint", even known as the "strongest corner of the kingdom".

"Er... I think the school director is right. All of a sudden, I challenge Her Royal Highness Duchess Lydia Linster to fight like this, put her aside and take care of her life, anyway."

"I appreciate the advice. I also have a sense that I'm doing something unscrupulous. Okay, but! I want to exchange swords with a strong swordsman. This desire cannot be suppressed!! That's right... both the school director and you seem to be assuming that I'm going to lose? Honestly, you can't solve it better."

Master Ridley throws up in a bad mood.

Lydia, the relative, has already pulled out her sword and placed it on her shoulder - just staring at me. Very, very dissatisfied.

I scratch my cheek and present the facts pale.

"Ahhh... in the Duke of Linster's house, I don't know what Her Royal Highness Duchess Lydia Linster thinks, oops"

Suddenly, he kills momentum with wind magic and floats with floating magic his flying dagger.

What you've thrown is a huge swelling of cheeks, Her Highness the Red-haired Princess.

Cheryl said "!? What are you doing? When you hit it," you control with your hands to complain, caution.

"It's dangerous."

"... who is Her Highness the Duchess?

"The girl who threw me a dagger."

"... before that sword idiot there, it looks like it would be better for my mental health to slash you."

Lydia roars at me.

As I grinned, I continued to speak to Master Kensei.

"I know you're strong. But well..."

Smile, gaze, affirm.

"You can't beat Lydia. Never."

"!" "Allen!?" "... ho. Boy, what's the reason for that!

Her Royal Highness the red-haired princess leaned over and Her Royal Highness the princess was a wolf. Master Kensei gives me a reason. [M]

Waving gently, he replied as he stroked Chiffon's head.

"If you're also a swordsman, why don't you ask with your sword? Is that why you came all the way out here to punish me?

"... Hmm. Sure it is. No more words. Dear Lydia, Thank you so much for taking the fight!

".................. Ridley. For a long time, I thought you were a sword fool, a sword fool. Does Brother Fool know about this?

"No matter! It's my discretion!!

With that said, he invincibly pulled out his laughing knight sword.

The figure of the school director is scratched off and the junction surrounding the exercise area is further strengthened.

I'm Cheryl and Chiffon in the audience. I don't want you to get involved.

- Lydia saw me.

Meditate one eye, move only the lips without speaking.

'Don't let him get hurt!

"There, don't get hurt, wow."

"Yes, yes - come on!

'Yes, turn around! - Mm-hmm. Thanks.'

Her Royal Highness, the red-haired princess, slowly lays down her sword.

I put one hand up...

"Begin!

That's where consciousness has awakened.

Not yet - early morning.

Nevertheless...... I also had a nostalgic dream.

More than four years ago from that duel?

Think of it, something that came a long way - … a luxurious arm stretches out from behind, and I can hug it hard.

"Eh heh... Allen ~"

When I looked over my back, what was there was a rotten edge of changing my shirt and falling asleep.

... Also, did you sneak into the middle of the night?

And on Lydia's back like that, Atra and Leah pull, easy. Very, very cute.

I could try to get out of here.

Give up, move your position just a little and see Her Royal Highness the Redhead Sleeping Face.

"... she's cute when she's asleep..."

"... even when you're awake there, right?

"............... I want to exercise my right to remain silent"

"Fine."

"Oh, rare."

"Instead, on the boulevard of Wangdu: 'Lydia is the cutest and most beautiful woman in the world!' I'll have you scream, though."

"What it means to use the right to remain silent!?

"I give you the right to form alone. Am I sweet?

Eyes on Lydia - laughing at each other.

Not at all. We haven't changed since then.

A younger, sweeter looking girl comes to me.

As I stroked his head, I put my forehead together - again, I fell asleep.