The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

'.................. right.... What,... Yikes...

... where, here.

In a white space, I stand.

I don't know where I am myself. Why am I here...? I...

'... eh.... No... eh...

... I hear a scratchy, disappearing voice.

If you look around, one boy is squatting with his little knee in his arms. child, and I walked over and the boy seemed to be crying shaking his shoulders. I can't read the expression from the face I buried in my knee, but my trembling shoulders are up and down to sneeze up again and again.

What's the matter? I rang out, but I haven't heard back. One boy keeps crying so he doesn't even notice my presence.

I also felt distrust for a boy who would not react if he stood in front of me, but I can't leave him alone. If I tried to ask again what the hell had happened, the boy's discharge would have been first.

"... leave... I don't want to, I don't..."... mother...

As soon as I do, I finally understand who the boy in front of me is.

I stopped breathing and couldn't take my eyes off the boy.

The boy who gets smaller in front of me and cries harder overlaps words and moans even more as if to speak to me.

'No... eh.... Castle, what...! I don't want to leave my mother alone.

... I think I still had this voice in that still young, high voice that squeezed out.

No matter how much I cried, I couldn't.

No matter how much you mourn or refuse, there is no way I, the child of the common man, will refuse to make the castle decision.

In those days my mother endured crying in front of me,... I wonder if I could have cried like this.

Now that I think about it, I really think it was something that was a non-childish child.

"Mother...! ……… I…………

For some reason, I hesitated to touch it.

I was wondering if I could reach out and shake my shoulders.

I don't want to go to the castle, I don't want to be adopted, I don't want to leave my mother,... I need to make you sad. I knew his heart better than anyone, and I didn't think I should touch it.

I'm sure I would have thought, "What do you know" no matter what they said to me these days.

"Already... I..."

... You were so small and weak.

Too brittle. Thin, small tall,... I'm sure I can't do anything yet.

I'm the weak one who could only mourn, endure or think.

If you look at me like this, I can often be adopted by royalty.... and I think it's something I've been able to get fat for a long time. Reflectively holding down the edge of the glasses, … Speaking of which, I recall that I hadn't hung this either yet.

If you still don't think a squatting boy is real, now think of a way out of here.

"All the time, I'm alone...!

Pasi, and.

I would have touched the boy's hand if I'd known.

Layer, grab, and squeeze onto that hand holding your knee.

For the first time since I did that, the boy looked up like he noticed me. A red-eyed, faceless boy stares back at me like I'm surprised.

"That's not true..."

For the first time, speak up.

Appeal to him to bite, and his eyes will be opened even wider. He opened his lips slightly and still seemed speechless. There are tears dripping from my jaw that continue to overflow.

"That's not true, absolutely not. You will never be alone.... Someone who won't leave me alone, will definitely show up.

Talk about it as if it were sudden.

I'm now squeezing the little hand of a boy that I didn't think I should touch. The boy doesn't even try to unwave my hand, he has his round eyes pointed at me.

"He's important.... that person will save us. It's not just us, it's about your mother...

Can I talk to you, I don't know.

Can I tell the boy in front of me that much? If this is the past,...... I can't talk about that. Still, being connected to your mother, that kind of thing.

Like a dream story, the truth is.

"Oh, I'm fine.... you will meet your family properly. I won't be alone. That guy won't let you...

I can say that with certainty.

No matter how much we twist or mourn, our pride will always reach out to us. That doesn't work for her, even if she wants to jump or use it.

Whether we cage in a shell or not, he'll wrap it up in every shell.

"You have sisters...! I have a mother and a father. I also have an uncle. Much more than now, … much more beloved families await.

It's not just my mother. I have more families now. With your chest up, "family," there are people who can say that.

"My friend... is one of the only best friends I have. I can definitely meet him, too. And he also calls you a friend, a man of strength..."

There's Arthur.

It's not just my family, there's a man lined up next door to protect my pride. Talk from the bottom of your belly, funny, meet such friends properly.

"When you're alone, you're surrounded by so many people that you can't talk like that. That guy's bound to lead you into that kind of world................... I'm absolutely fine.

If you noticed, the boy was holding my hand back.

With a faceless face, he stared at me so much that the hole was empty with a pompous mouth. The tears that were dripping stopped, wiping their cheeks from their eyes with their empty hands.... I laugh myself that you're really a child on the soft cheek you're still growing up on and the little face you're going to wrap with my hands right now.

Then the boy's mouth moved slowly. Hold my hand back and generate an immature voice as you wish.

"... don't you miss me?

"Oh, now.... because you know exactly what it's like to be with someone you care about.

"What about your mother?

"... I'm fine. Much more than you think, … we have hope.

'....................................... are you happy?

"Oh, very. Incredibly happy. Enough to make me proud of you.

Answer the boy's question. It's a truth that doesn't lie.

The boy blinked perfectly at my response and then nodded only once for the last time.

Untie the hand holding my knee and grab my hand with both hands.

As you still can't believe my words, they didn't return them. But instead, the little hand that grabs my hand has been the strongest force I've ever had.

I stroke the boy's brunette with my opposite hand so I can give it back, too. Thin, saggy feeling and easy to stroke little heads... makes me wonder if Pride and Arthur felt this way too.

I can't pull myself out of the boy's hand, I'll let go of my hand so I can fit in. Then the boy disappeared to familiarize himself with the gradual white scenery.

Surprised, I reached out and my hand was white and familiar with my vision.

Buried white, look at the diminishing view.... said I could say what I wanted to say.

I was a little satisfied with why.

……

…

".................. Ha...

I exhale unexpectedly.

No, I don't think I slept at all. I hold down the edge of my glasses and still don't feel tight and now I pick the wrinkles between my eyebrows.

"What's going on? Style."

After breakfast, Pride, who noticed my sigh, sounds worried. More Tiara peeks into my face. He noticed that the Arthurs and the samurai behind him also saw a round back, and hurried to correct his back.

"No, I had a strange dream today… with a little lack of sleep.

Dreams are when sleep is shallow, but...... it's really too shallow. I don't know how many times I've chewed up my absences already. Even though I said I still have a job with Uncle Vest and a king's distribution job with Gilbert today.

What dream? Tiara asked me, but I can only remember fluffy. I remembered right after I woke up, but... hidden in a white jar and now it doesn't come out very clearly. And...

"I don't really remember, but......... well. You're a dream that even tried to persuade me.

Tiara and Pride tilted their necks in my response. Pride gave me a hard time laughing, "That's certainly tiring," and I responded.

... There's no way I can be ashamed of the truth or anything else.

Mostly, now that I think about it, I was both of them. That makes me wonder if I was a child then or what I am now.... or he seemed to be asking himself, and I just don't want to recall that.

Anyway, you'll forget about it in three days. Even now, I can't even remember what kind of conversation we had.

"Bye, sister, Tiara. I'm here.

Yeah, again. and pride and Tiara returns the words. I have to go to Uncle Vest from now on.

Also at rest time, when I greeted him, Arthur had indicated his eyes with his fingers, lining up with Deputy Eric from behind Pride. If I think of it, I'm complaining about something just the movement of my mouth.... Probably "Go to sleep! I guess you're saying." I rubbed my eyes wondering if it was even made of bears, but I can't even be sure because I don't have a mirror. If I still had some sleep deprivation, I would have been fine.... Well, Arthur would tell you to go to sleep without it.

"When it's time for your brother to rest, why don't we all go to the garden?

As soon as I turned my back, I heard Tiara.... I have a feeling you're thinking the same thing as some day. I want to avoid the boulders in front of Arthurs.

I have an extra bad feeling when I hear consent from pride to "yes". Pride would lend me a knee, even in public.

"... sister. Today, I'll take a short break before I ask.

Stop your legs once, look back at each body and tell them.

Okay, I laughed small as Tiara figured out in line for the pride of saying.... He still meant to. Arthur nodded a little relieved by what I said, too.

After we meet our eyes, we turn our backs again. Now it's time to go to Uncle Vest. I was still thinning again as I walked down the hallway trying to remember what a blurry dream it was.

"Are you happy?

... I think that's what they asked me who it was.

Who the hell has asked me that? If you're in a dream, there's a possibility of someone you've never actually met.... I think it's something that throws a lot of hard questions at me. If I suck, it could be me or the guy who twisted it about Jill Bale. My dream, if they say it's deep psychology at that point, there's nothing more I can do.

I can't even remember if I answered that question right now.... just now.

If you're going to answer that question, no doubt.