Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

It seemed like a servant room inside, a simple room with only a sleeping area. No writing desk, smaller than my room in Evrard.

Reggie sat on the bunk alongside me.

After I put the booklet that was brought to my side, I found myself forgetting about the master I had placed on my desk, but I think that's how upset I was too.

"... Chiara, have you noticed?

"Yeah. That's Reggie's mother...... what?

Linease. Reggie told me several times, that's Reggie's mother's name.

"He said it was in a bandit, but I thought it was odd that he didn't even ask for ransom. It was ashed and gone... naturally. You can't even find the body."

Reggie can put a little effort into my hand that was still connected.

"I think it was my grandfather who gave my mother to Viscount Credias. Twelve years ago, he must have engaged Salehardo, so he offered his mother a sacrifice to the Viscount of Credias to help the sorcerer there. Let's call it a robbery, let's call it missing."

That's stupid, I couldn't say. I know that even relatives do that.

"So much, was your mother hated?

"It was right after my father died, so I guess it was even more eye-catching. My mother just didn't draw royal blood, so I guess she also offered Count Patriciere's daughter, who inherited silver hair, though not direct. Although the Count may have done it voluntarily. Oh, yeah, that's why Count Patriciere suddenly became heavily used."

Reggie, who spoke of speculation, groans in disdain. Rarely did he hide it to cover his face with one hand.

"You've made the Growls take a lot into account..."

"Guys, you had that attitude because you found out about your mother. Looks like Mr. Cain figured it out the minute he saw the ring, too. I need to look Reggie right away and change my expression..."

"You've made Wentworth pay attention, too. But it's good to know what happened to my mother."

Lezzie says that while she's nagging.

"Before... think about the possibility that my mother used her handwriting to perform herself to escape the royal palace, which was a needle jar, forever..."

"Your mother and Reggie weren't close, were they?

Even Reggie, who has a weak love for flesh parents, has never said anything bad about your father and mother. I can't believe that's what I thought.

"Since I don't remember, I've been brought up under the control of my grandfather, separated from my mother. Ever since my father was alive. Though I think that's probably why my grandfather hates me so much that I don't get attacked by my grandfather unnecessarily..."

Keep your mouth shut.

I felt I could understand what Reggie was having a hard time saying.

Reggie was unhappy with the decision, even though it was for her own good. I wanted to make more contact with your father and mother. On the other hand, Reggie also knows that's the best option given her own safety, so I guess you can't say no.

Eventually a sighed Reggie lowers her hand and raises her face.

"That's why you don't have to worry about it, Chiara. You should rest too. You should also think about Princess Tsu..."

He tells me he doesn't have to worry, but I didn't think he was fine.

"I'll be here a little longer"

"Chiara......"

"I can't leave you alone. I wish I was alone when I was lonely."

I'm sure if I leave, I'll think depressingly on my own.

I hated myself for thinking I'd abandoned myself because my mother was murdered... Reggie is also hurt that it was the flesh parents who did it.

Even my grandfather, who did terrible things, was the one who protected himself from his uncle's king until he died. I'm not the one person you can talk to with just one emotion.

It's hard to think of such heavy objects in a pompous corner of the room. It's because it's all over. Because if you regret it, you can't get it back.

"Sweet as this is the time, Reggie. Me and Reggie are family, aren't we?

To my words, Reggie seemed a little confused.

But after a while of thinking, I smiled and spread my hands.

"Well, will you hold me?

"Uh..."

Embrace from yourself!?

I wandered a lot. Something like that. Sometimes when Reggie was in danger, she hugged me. It's too embarrassing to face each other in a place where we're alone and do that.

But Reggie gives me a sad look.

"Don't you want to?

"Well, that's not what I'm saying...... ok!

Reggie just wants you to comfort her, and she's the one who said she would, so don't do it.

Uh, I hug Reggie in the neck. Then Reggie lifted me up and let me sit on my lap.

"What!"

"I cling from the side because it seemed positively spicy. Right?"

Reggie turns her arm and hugs me so I don't run away. Sure, stretching your body from the side is hard, but Reggie just wants you to hug her... so I'll do what I think.

But this attitude reminds me of what happened after I was helped in Riadna.

Tell me about when you confessed you liked me and were kissed.

Reggie strokes my head with a gentle expression, her hair stroking and sliding that hand around her neck.

I was shy, but there's no word of protest. If we stare at each other up close, we can't lose sight of each other anymore.

Reggie's lips overlapped mine so that she could support her cheeks and, after a moment, be drawn.

That's the second kiss I've ever kissed.

I'm not supposed to be used to it, but how can you be so relieved?

So I can't refuse, and I'm ashamed to say I like it with all my strength.

I've been immersed in a feeling of happiness for a while, but Reggie can't quite let me go. As I try to move my head, I turn the hand that was touching my cheek behind my ear and it gets stronger.

Gently bitten by his lips, his spine trembled.

When I got scared, but opened my eyes that were closed before I realized it, I realized Reggie was looking at me like she was still observing herself.

- Scared, I wonder if you're waiting for me to escape.

If you accidentally rebel and try to escape, Reggie laughs with her eyes open and deepens her kiss.

"... eh"

I'm having trouble breathing and my head is blurring.

The moment I was distracted, they glanced through my teeth, and a fine voice rang from the back of my throat like it wasn't mine. From the neck muscle to the back of my head. I felt dizzy about the feeling of twitching, and I glanced at Reggie and she stopped kissing me.

On my cheek breathing, Reggie touches me with her lips.

"Was it painful? I'm sorry, Chiara."

After I kissed you. So you've become more resistant, and I'm not ashamed of your mouth to the cheek than I was before. I rather feel much more normal than kissing.

But I was confused by myself feeling inadequate, and I was about to cry in my eyes at the embarrassment.

"Chiara's so sweet, she wants to eat it up. I still have a lot of patience with this. If you ever get to be alone... because I don't want you to cry"

"One... are you leaving about me?

I know that Reggie still feels lonely even when she kisses, although I can't think well because it seems like she put sumptuous on her thoughts.

Inquiring, Reggie smiled more lusciously than she'd ever seen.

"I'm not leaving you. I just don't want Chiara to hate me."

"I told you I didn't hate you."

At Riadna, I couldn't say I really liked her. I promised Mr. Cain I wouldn't pick anyone, and all sorts of memories mixed and I was scared.

But I told you I didn't hate you, so I thought Reggie already knew.

"If you want me to believe you, will you forgive me for being a little sweeter?

That's what Reggie said, holding me tight.

Looks like that action fills the hole in my heart, and I don't want Reggie to feel lonely and hug my shoulder.

'Cause I'm not leaving.

I have the art of resisting anything. No one can hold me down anymore, even when it comes to magic. Mr. Cain also told me that I don't have to worry about myself anymore.

So even if I declare so, maybe Reggie is still anxious.

"Then make me think I've got you, Chiara"

Reggie's lips repeatedly kiss her from under her ear to her neck muscle so that she could eat up at me holding her.

My shoulders jump on the tickling sensation. I don't have time to blur my head into the sweet feeling that lingers after that, and the next stimulus comes.

I didn't get bit, but I felt Reggie was still starving.

From where I touch with my lips and fingers, sweetly change me away, like it won't fit unless I eat it.

I miss you so much, I'm the one who kept you patient.

Because I was scared, leaning on what you understood, and kept letting my loved ones put up with me just accepting kindness without giving me a much more certain word. Reggie must have starved.

Until now Reggie had totally hidden it, but there was something about your mother, and maybe she couldn't help but feel more lonely and lonely.

I didn't want Reggie to stay lonely like this.

I really wanted to tell her now, flailing at the feeling of shivering my spine, and said the words.

"... I like you, Reggie"

It was a faint voice.

Still, I guess the word reached my ear, Reggie, as she took her face off my neck, exhaled and held me back.

I was relieved that he felt so relieved by something that I fit in his arms, too.

"Chiara."

"What?"

Pompous and Reggie whisper in his ear.

"If you like me, can I occasionally make you sweet like this?

Once again, when asked, I'm ashamed. My face gets hot remembering the shame I forgot because I was blurry, but I nodded.

"Yeah."

"Promise."