The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

I have been reading books in my room since I borrowed them from Lang.

Honestly, there was nothing else to do, but the contents of the book attracted interest, so it was easy to proceed with the page.

When I was crushing my time, it was time for the sun to set. At such a time, my room is knocked.

Acrylic, it's me.

"Al!"

It was Al who entered the room. The face looked a little tired, but it looked fine.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

"Hmm, that's fine. Good day, Al. How's the discussion going?

"Ah, it's going well. But it takes a lot of time..."

Sitting in the chair, Al said while rubbing between his eyebrows. I sit face to face like Al.

Al's gaze turned to the book I was reading.

"Book? Did you borrow it from the library?

"Yeah, I went to the castle town, but I wasn't feeling well."

"King's City is too different from the surroundings."

"That's right. But Al used to live here, right?

"I've never been out of the castle before. That's why I'm not familiar with castle town."

"Hmm...?

I nodded thinking maybe it was that kind of thing. Even though it's where I live, it feels like a different place in the castle and downtown.

"Was the book interesting?

"It was interesting. The history of the Paletian kingdom and the founding of spiritual faith. I was often convinced of the reasons for being different from Richards'. I studied."

"Well, that's good. I understand that you won't get used to it. What do you think of this country?

"What do you think? Something good, something bad."

The Palletia kingdom is rich in nature, but people live not in forests, but in plains. It is easy to understand when you look at a map or at history.

This is not Ricant's home. Ricant's village is in the forest, and the forest is full of life. Foster a consciousness that feels that the forest is important to us.

However, I think that when this becomes the life of the plains, the actual feeling becomes diminished. Therefore, it is believed that the people of the Palatial Kingdom began to build their own territory by opening up and opening the land.

Our attitude toward nature and the attitude of the Palatian Kingdom toward nature are fundamentally not in conflict. But there are different places, and there are places where it may rebound.

Ricardo, who seeks to remain integrated with what is important, and the people of the Kingdom of Palletia, who use it for their own lives and development while thanking what is important.

There is a big difference between the forest and the plains. The forest can hide itself, keep its enemies away, and take the grace of the forest. That's why we can live together in the forest.

But there's no place to hide in the plains. If there was a time when monsters were trekking, it would be natural for them to cultivate land, build strong buildings, chase away monsters, and expand their habitat.

Of course, I grew up as a Ricant, so there's something I don't like about the way the Palatian Kingdom is. Yet the Kingdom of Palletia continues to this day.

Trying to build a place where they can live to protect themselves. That's why I have the power to move forward.

Unlike Richards, who would integrate with nature, I think it was a necessary adaptation for people to live.

When I told him the story, Al listened to me with an interesting gavel. It's been a while since I've had this calm time, and I feel unexpectedly relieved.

"I heard an interesting story. If I need acrylic, I'll ask for a copy of an obscure book. It's going to be good for you.... hey, this is the end of the time."

"Hmm? Something wrong?

"No, I had to tell Acrylic something. Actually, Mother and Father definitely want to set up a tea party with acrylic...."

"Tea party? With Al's mom and dad? I don't mind."

If you just want to drink tea and talk, I'd love to talk to you, so I'd love to.

"... is that okay? I have some errands I can't take off, and I think I'll be late even if I can join."

"? Is that a problem?

"... no, if acrylic doesn't care. Even with me, Acrylic has a lot of free time."

"There's something you have to do at work, right? I'm not going to interrupt that."

It's not Al's house in the first place, and I can't just prioritize it for Al's convenience. If it were me and Al, Al's situation should take precedence.

That's why I'm not going to complain. Even if you feel dissatisfied, if you talk about it, it will cause trouble to Al. That's not what I want.

"Al, if something hurts, you can sweeten me, right?

"No, you're going to follow me here, and I'm going to have to deal with my mother. It's sweet enough for me."

"... is that really sweet?

I don't know if it's as sweet as ever. I frown at Al's sweetness. What I think is a warmer touch.

In that regard, I think it would be nice if Al could learn a little bit about the depression of Anisphere. Moh-mov and Anisphere said it was good for Al to touch their ears and tails.

... rather, I'm just glad Al touched me.

Then I parted to rest with each other after a light chat with Al.

The tea party is said to be tomorrow if I have no problem. Once again, I told him that I had no reason to say no, and we fell asleep in each room.

Mr. Acrylic, you look great.

"... is that so?

The next day, as time approached for a tea party with Al's parents, I was dressed by the maids.

Besides, before I changed my clothes, I was put in a bath and my skin was brushed as much as this. I was willing to be flushed, but I think I'll get tired before going to the tea party.

I would be satisfied if they told me that I was going to meet my father and Al's parents, the Queen Dowager. But I think it's still a big deal.

It is more comfortable to wear than usual, but I am dressed in a loose clothing and put on makeup. This makeup is ticklish, but I am impressed because I look in the mirror and look as beautiful as others.

(Still, I don't understand the need to go this far... but is this what everyone looks like? That sounds tough.....)

Even in the Kingdom of Palletia, I think it is much easier for me to live on the border where Al lived.

"It's time, Mr. Acrylic. Let's go."

"Yeah."

I'll leave the room with the maid's guidance. The courtyard of this royal castle is on its way.

This is the real first courtyard because I haven't had a chance to see it since I came to this castle. Swinging my tail with a little interest... I took a breath.

A world where the sun plunges in and the scent of flowers and greenery tickles your nose. It's bigger than the courtyard of Al's mansion, but it's never too big. A small, green garden that is too tidy for nature.

That is why every flower that blooms is fluttering and entertains the eyes of those who see. Even the flowers you see in the woods calm your mind, but I wonder how beautiful it looks when multiple flowers are neatly arranged.

That's when I realize. The point is, this courtyard is like a natural make-up garden. Until now, I've been thinking about what it means to be dressed up, but that's why I'm still impressed.

Beautiful things are beautiful. That's why I still want to decorate beautifully. That's all I'm talking about.

Taking away his eyes and breathing, the maid who was leading me gave out a slightly hasty voice.

"Your Majesty!? Why are you here!?"

"I went to the guest's escort. You can stand back, I'll take over."

Al's father was standing there a few times when he had face-to-face conversations.

The maid looked at Al's father alternately as if confused, but bowed his head respectfully.

And all that's left is me and Al's father. Al's father looks back at me with a mysterious face.

"Good day, Acrylic."

"... how are you, Your Majesty?"

"I'm sorry if I surprised you. I've been waiting for my wife... and I'd like to talk to you for a moment along the way."

"With me?

"Hmm... I'm glad I thought about it, but I can't think of a word."

Al's father, Orphans, who is scratching his cheeks with a bitter smile, can only see an ordinary father if he does so.

When I was watching, I felt like I had a tighter look on my face while not relying on something.

"... I'm someone else to you, and I think you can relax your shoulders even more."

"Mm... I see. Thank you for your concern."

"No, it's Al's father. I would be happy if I could speak more naturally."

When I said so, Mr Orphans seemed to have deepened his bitter smile.

I can't read what Mr Orphans is thinking. After a long time of confusion, Mr. Orphans reached out to me as if he had decided.

"Well, let me escort you. Can I help you? Miss."

"Um... I'll take it."

Remembering what Al taught me, I gently left my hand with Mr. Orphans.

The hand is thicker and thicker than I expected. Somehow, I thought the hand was the hand of my father.