The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"... I knew your name was Sieghardt..."

When I looked to the side in the shape of only my upper body woke up on the sleeping table, there was a small bed for the baby, where the child I had the other day was asleep.

The name was Sieghardt.

In consultation with Cleman, my husband, is.

There were many other candidates, but the flow of the story dictated this.

As far as I'm concerned, I can't tell if I should have the same name as in my previous life, or a different name, and from my husband's point of view, I think I looked pretty indecisive.

But Cleman was calm and gentle, never angry with me like that, and he took his time discussing it.

Very nice guy.

... Think about it, I feel like this, the time before, has passed without ever thinking about it.

My relationship with that guy... to be honest, it wasn't very good.

I don't have any love, it didn't mean... I didn't feel like my heart was through.

Needless to say, most of the reason I had it on myself was that this time, I honestly understood it when I talked to Cleman about the kid.

That guy, I feel like he was trying to discuss it with me before.

I guess that's what I've been rejecting until I die......

This time, we have to make sure that doesn't happen.

It was an event that I thought so deeply.

"... ma'am? Something?"

To my solitude, baby... a maid of honor who had refrained beside Sieghardt. Yes, speak to me.

Her name was Amalia with brown hair and flax eyes.

She's been a samurai to me for a long time.

How long ago, since I was a child, I grew up like a childhood friend, would it be easy to understand?

That's why we're pretty comfortable friends, and when we were little, that's what we talked to each other about without worrying about language, but now that's not the first time.

Because she's the owner of an extremely solid idea of the job, because of course there is, but my personality has turned over more than that, because it would be huge.

The face she pointed at this one is just a little stiff, so I can see that.

"... no. Second, I was surprised that I was able to do a great job of having children... To the kid... to Sieg, no different? Is there something wrong...?

To deceive, but also to put in a little bit of the truth. That's what I ask.

Then Amalia smiled a little,

"There's nothing strange about it, ma'am. Rather...... no"

Say so, say something. Stop. To Amalia, I tilt my neck,

"Don't stop on the way. What's the matter with you?

"... even if I said it, wouldn't you like to scold me?

"Depending on the content, I wouldn't be angry if it wasn't so strange. So?"

Somehow, to the way Amalia said it, I used to say it with a little shuddering in mind of my childhood sensations.

I thought it might not be perceived as unpleasant, but Amalia's expression was a little softer than earlier,

"That's it, ma'am. It."

"What's that?

"Didn't you make these conversations... better in Estra's land?"

Estra, that's about the land where my living house is.

The eldest daughter of the Count Estra family, that's where I come from.

Amalia grew up there with me since I was a little girl, as a samurai with me.

So my memories and hers are in the land of Estra.

As I recall, I nod.

"Speaking of which, you know... I haven't had this conversation in years. I miss you."

In my senses, it's been over thirty years.

Because I remember coming to this house and spending more than thirty years there.

I don't remember having this conversation with Amalia before, from when I left home to when I died, so...

"Isn't that right? After all, was it stuck somewhere? That's what gave birth to your child, and he seems to have fallen out... in this way, he may be necked, but Elaine, I'm glad he's back to being your old lady."

I lost my salutation...... it won't be.

I pulled it out on purpose.

I used to talk like this.

Of course, we had a conversation in public where we thought about each other's positions, but we spent as if we were just two people or just normal friends in the absence of people's eyes.

Now to me, that friend is back.

I feel that way and my eyeballs get a little hot.

"Yes... right. I'm glad too. I can't believe you and I can talk like this again... because I never thought I'd see it."

"Oh, Elaine... why are you crying? Please stop. Well, if the other maids come in, I'll be scolded."

to Amalia in a hurry to say that. I

"It's okay. I'll make some good excuse then."

"You've been good at that for a long time... even though you look like a deep window maid"

"Hehe."

Then for a while, Amalia and I spent as much fun and conversation as we used to.

Of course, I went without taking care of Sieghardt in the meantime.

If it's true, it's normal for a nobleman to have a nanny to give you milk, but I asked Cleman, my husband, about it, to basically raise it with his own hands.

Clemann initially turned away from me that it would be a burden on me, but when I saw my will as firm, he eventually forgave me.

Cleman is... sweet, to me.

Come to think of it, that's what happened before.

I can tell you that's why I did what I did.

Of course, I have no intention of transferring responsibility to my husband, and all responsibility lies with me.

But I thought it was important to remember that my husband would eventually ask me anything at my request.

Because otherwise, I could make mistakes like before again.

Either way, I would be forgiven for wanting to raise my child with my own hands whenever possible.

Naturally, it's really hard in my hands, sometimes I would say.

I got sick myself, or worse milk came out.

But I also thought about those times and made various suggestions to my husband and he's accepting them, so it should be okay.

First, raise your child well.

And......

Speaking with Amalia, I thought about what was to come.