Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

- That's when I felt I would need Chiara's hand.

What Chiara used her previous life's knowledge to find out. That was two small ornaments.

I didn't particularly doubt it was an ornament because it involved a witch who looked like that child, but there was a tremendous problem with the ring.

Cain, who saw what Chiara had given him, opened his eyes.

The crest that was dug behind the ring.

The moment I saw it, I remembered when I first met Reginald.

Reginald, who was a child with not much emotion on his face.

Little by little that seemed to have gone with a little soothing since I started running around with Alan and Cain and then being able to put my hands on Mrs. Beatrice. Even if it's slightly uncomfortable, it's probably because I'm dragging my first impression.

But one time Mrs. Beatrice told me.

'That kid pushed his emotions, and you got all better at fixing his expression. Though that may be easier to live as a prince......'

When he heard it, Cain realized who his discomfort was with Reginald.

Reginald wasn't filled. I'm just pretending to be a filled person.

It's all for Alan, who innocently recognized himself as his companion, and for Mr. and Mrs. Evrard Borderline, who crush their hearts for him without their parents.

Cain couldn't help but be sure when he followed Alan to the royal palace.

Reginald, who is in the royal palace, judges everything with a childless smile. I had allowed Mabel, the samurai, to be distracted, but I ordered him who I wanted to turn away while concealing his emotions with ease.

In front of his grandfather, the predecessor king, and in front of his uncle, he had a cold eye while playing a dear child on the contrary.

When he saw them, Cain felt them.

Prince Reginald said he knew very well that there was no one he could count on from the heart, and he had given up.

Giving up, that means someone was counting on. That would hardly be remembered. I would have thought of Reginald most definitely, a mother, even though I wouldn't be allowed to see him much more than my father.

To protect Reginald's self, I had to put him at my grandfather's place, the ancestral queen Linese.

Cain had heard about her about a whispering memory from Reginald's mouth. That it was sweet. That I was very worried about him.

And about the crest given to the queen.

Cain also knew about the inexplicable situation when the queen disappeared.

Uncle and Mrs. Evrard Borderline also seemed to want to look for them, but the months went by without allowing the situation and without being able to do anything about it. He said he was out of any hands when he looked it up.

But it wasn't weird without a clue.

Because it was found in the place where Count Patriciere and Viscount Credias were in and out.

Now that we know the fact that the royal family was sacrificing, we could presume that Queen Linese was buried in the darkness at the hands of the previous king. If he was about to be made a magician, he would be sanded and have no body left.

I took Chiara, who still didn't know about it, and rushed to let Reginald know.

Even if he was lonely, Cain, who wondered if he had to do so to live as a prince, could only do enough to spill his eyes on doing evil with Alan, at least when he was in Evrar.

But I realized it.

I lost my family and looked for a replacement and realized what was still in my hands. Cain has sweet memories.

Then what about Reginald, who said he was like an important family who could only lose sight of Cain and Alan from time to time?

I just wanted to let you know how it ended.

Reginald, who saw the ring, showed how he was otherwise shocked by his thoughts.

Cain, who saw it, had to do something about it. I don't even have enough gentle memories for him, if I don't at least have a place to cry.

It won't be me or Alan who can do that.

That's why Growl urged Reginald to rest and didn't object when Felix tried to escort Chiara.

Because everyone knew.

That Chiara is the only person for Reginald who can throw out weak sounds from the bottom of his heart.

But it's not like I wasn't worried about leaving you alone.

With all this agitation, if you expose your emotions, Reginald might do something to Chiara, or something. She's just not a girl.

She has power, even if she doesn't have a sword. Reginald, too, if she sincerely refuses, she doesn't want to be hated, but she can't impersonate for it.

... That prediction hit, and Chiara seems to have forgiven Reginald without any problems. I picked up Horace right away.

"The atmosphere has changed."

It was Salehardo's mercenary Girsch who said what nobody else said.

It wasn't long after Alan caught up to the city where the Falzian army was stationed that he was taking on, rendezvous. Girsch passed away from Chiara because he had come to a safe place.

"Chiara, I'm calm"

At the end of Girsch's gaze of smudging and crushing is Chiara talking to Gina.

Same as always, somewhere different. I do feel as calm as Girsch says, too.

"You seem a little grown up."

The expression glossed anyway... so much so that at first, I thought something might have happened with Reginald.

To the point of slightly regretting myself for saying something that would let go of my hand.

I knew how she felt. From the beginning, the fact that the two of them are looking at each other, and that Chiara is unstable, is also due to a feeling difference between her and Reginald.

We're both scared.

I don't want them to hate me. But I want to protect you from hiding it, even if you don't like it.

I guess that collapsed because somehow Chiara had to become aware of her emotions and because Reginald got the power to use it because she was next to her. Otherwise, Chiara would still have wanted to protect Reginald.

If I had thought of that, Girsch laughed small.

"Was something wrong?

"It's not. I didn't think you were gonna squeeze like that."

After laughing dull, Girsch also looks at Chiara still.

"When a girl realizes she's loved, she gets more luster, happy or spicy, right? So did Gina...... And you used to let Chiara go, didn't you?

Poked with words, Cain laughs unexpectedly.

"I finally get it. It doesn't have to be that way, but it means she won't run away."

Though the war again reminded me of my regrets for my lost family and my resentment. It was Chiara who even wiped it away.

He said he was a flying person whenever he wanted, because I figured it out. Unless you're in a life-threatening state, I don't know what I couldn't believe.

It was only because of that that it was accepted.

Otherwise, I would still have been unable to believe what Chiara said. Just for knowing that people's minds will change.

"Well, maybe it's because I was a girl opponent of a teenager who wasn't yet a good liar. Ugh."

I guess Girsch is right. Because if this were Gina or something, Cain would still not have believed it.

"You're still going to keep your brother for a while?

Cain, asked, blinks her eyes.

"What are you talking about? He's always been my brother, I am."

I'm not just going to give up on this. That's why I would sometimes give Reginald an opinion if anything. And if Reginald ever abandons Chiara, he just grabs it and goes.

With about that much crack in it, Chiara will probably follow Cain really well.

So until then.

"I'm going to be a loud brother from now on"

When I answered that, Girsch laughed with his stomach in his arms.