"I didn't know you were unconscious... now what's the matter?"
"Hey. But if I make you aware of it, it's funny. I can definitely play with it."
"Stop playing with Your Majesty and me"
Camilla opened her eyes wide as she sneered at the two knights chasing her from the east room.
"What are you talking about, Jill! How strong are you to say you're a virtual enemy here? The only back shield is His Majesty's favor!?"
"That's right. It would also be my men's job to strengthen your position as master. Look, make sure you get that emperor in your hands."
My men gave me their most honest opinions, and I twitched in the middle of the courtyard.
"Oh, come on..."
"You could do it. Isn't it easier than Marquis Baile, if that emperor."
"That's right. You're such a childish emperor. You should push him down."
"What are you trying to make a ten year old do!?"
"Atashi and I decided not to treat Jill like a child."
"Right. Besides, I went all the way there for that emperor. You don't hate it, do you?
Now let Sieg wander his gaze to his sober question.
"That, of course, is. But that's not what I and Your Majesty do."
"This is advice, though. If you don't like it, don't follow a man who wants to be invited to dinner."
"Ugh. That is......... because there is no sin in food, and it is delicious, and it is really delicious......!
"But I'll make a man expect you to. Oh, that's the attitude. If your Majesty is the only one in the world, I must say no."
"Is that so…………?
I'm getting less and less confident in my response. Camilla blinks at Jill as she wanders.
"This one's not surprising either. Are you doing this unconsciously?
"No, isn't this one age-appropriate? I think we're feeling crazy, too."
"But they're on Jill's side. It is such a childish courtship when it comes to His Majesty. Why don't you just gently flush it with your usual cool without taking it seriously?
"Well, if you put it like that...... I don't know what to do because this is the first time a man has spoken to me"
While I was talking, there was a fever on my cheek.
I can hear the chirping of little birds because I shut up behind my back, too. Suddenly Camilla hugged me from behind.
"Yah cute ~! Pretty, Jill cute!
"What, isn't that another push? It means we're willing to be husband and wife."
"So, don't be quick! Because we're going to be a couple, it's love. I'm not going to hold onto it. Because when His Majesty makes a mistake, he will not be molested."
To put it all out, the force fell out of Camilla's arm as she embraced Gyuu-Jill.
"…… you're a ten-year-old girl, right?
"You don't treat children."
"I am, though.... a lot of withered way to put it. Regardless of the age difference, that Emperor Sama, that's cool. Aren't you going to be naughty or wacky?
I can't believe you just think about it, work hard, and have a heart that bounces off your chest.
"……… I've already experienced it, enough is enough"
"Ugh! It's too soon! What do you mean?"
"Don't ask me. Well... I don't know what happened, but I guess I won't be in a hurry to conclude. You're only a child, and that emperor is a child."
Sieg put his hand over Pong and Jill's head to see if he couldn't get rid of child handling after all.
But because of that, even you, I...
Unexpectedly, I rub my lips in regret. Yes, Jill's first love made all sorts of mistakes.
So this time, you can't go wrong.
"Dear Jill! Dear Jill, it's hard............! Ah!?"
Sphere stepped out of the corridor into the courtyard and threw it out of his head. Camilla goes to help it.
"Hold on tight, Sphere. You're Jill's teacher."
"Ugh... excuse me, I'm in a hurry..."
The Marquis of Bail was to be rehabilitated in a separate mansion once amazed by Sphere with his later wives. The Marquis is still under investigation in prison, but official documents have already been filed to adopt the next Marquis as Sphere's son-in-law.
Sphere did not dispute Hadith's decision, nor did he attempt to escape the heavy responsibility of suddenly coming down to pick the next Marquis. On the contrary, I hoped Hadith took it backwards that she wanted to do a son-in-law retreat while holding Jill's tutor.
I hope so. Sphere has already given up his feelings for Hadith. Jill and I were drinking tea and saying that I was no longer qualified to thank my father for his help.
But when Jill, embroidered at the tea party, took the needle reluctantly, Sphere became dizzy and shouted, "What's the dance!? What's the poem!? What's the courtesy?!?"
Overall, we can't live in court on this, which is Sphere's assessment. It was only convincing that Sphere, who actually survived in the court of the Imperial Capital, said that Jill was to learn something about a lady from Sphere.
What's the matter with that sphere coming running?
"Um, I just received a letter like this from Jill... and I need to let you know in a hurry"
Camilla, who receives the letter Sphere was holding, offers Jill.
The white envelope had blue black ink and Jill's name on it.
Jill's in the Ravé Empire now, and his family shouldn't even know he's in Bailburg. I can also see the Sphere rushed to the news.
Most importantly, I have a somewhat unpleasant feeling about the familiar handwriting.
Jill, who broke the edge, opens it. And I was stunned. To much shock, an envelope and a letter fall out of my hand.
"Hey, hey, Jill, what's up? I'm breathing!?"
"So, it's okay, it's... Here's the thing, I just wanted to get away with reality"
"Hey, the wind's gonna fly you, letter...... ah"
"- This is this. I thought you wouldn't give up."
Jill turns to a low voice, brightening up the brightness earlier.
He must have cleaned up and come out of the East Room. Hadith smiles, picking up a letter that fell at her feet.
That's already, the more Jill accidentally throats, with a more vicious smile.
"I didn't know the king prince of a country was so passionate. I have to apprentice too. [M] Don't you think so, my purple crystal?"
"Well, in that sort of thing, it's like there isn't, like there is"
"Come on, let's get ready for a fun welcome party. Take it. I'll stand. Love is war."
Hadith's eyes aren't totally laughing.
Jill holds her head as she punches her former fiancée in the brain.
(Why don't you give up!? If you treat me like a traitor yet -)
"I'll pick you up now."
The handwriting habit that remains in the signature Gerald Der Craitos remains the same now and in the future.