Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

A few hours had passed since Marie and Serene were confused, and the book of the night had completely fallen around. Serene played with Butler standing on a bright white bed where the moonlight reflected, but the sound of an inadvertent knock on the door of the room sounded. Returning Butler under the bed, Serene rang the bell she had placed on her pillow.

Due to the size of this room, there is a considerable distance to the door. It is something that the attentive maid has placed in front of me so that I don't have to speak up and react.

When the bell rang with Chinchin, a maid with an extended spine immediately opened the door and came in. The motion is so sophisticated that it's creepy to watch. Serene thinks this would have been better if it hadn't been your aunt.

"Dear Serene, how are you feeling better?

"Thanks a lot."

Serene thanks the maid. No matter how much Serene you have, you have the lowest level of courtesy for someone other than your enemies. Once.

"Do you think you can eat better?

"Tataru"

Serene nodded well. Others, including the maids, think Serene fell over and over because of her ill health, but she simply fell asleep. Now that your sleep appetite has been fulfilled, the next thing you need is a natural appetite. Serene is a man who is true to desire.

"If you don't mind, the king and queen would love to dine with Serene. How would you like to?

"My lord, my queen, may I?

Serene finds herself. It's that prince's father and mother, what if he's so arrogant? Serene, who rejects the word "drinking", wonders what the problem is.

"Of course, if you're not feeling well yet, let me tell you about another opportunity."

"I'll go."

After a few thoughts, Serene replied so. There won't be many opportunities to meet with the King, and it's a great opportunity to gather information on how powerful your enemies are. Even if I don't like it a little, you'd better keep it on here.

"I'm in awe. Well, I'll show you..."

"I'll do it!

Surprised by the loud voice that had suddenly interrupted him, Marie, dressed in a crimson dress, stood ahead of the maid and Serene's gaze.

"Ma, Dear Maribel, what the hell did you do?

"Thanks again, what your father and mother eat, it's natural for me to eat with you, isn't it?

"Well, but I'm usually on my way by myself..."

"Fine! I'll take care of Serene!

As she enters the room to push the maid, Marie approaches the source of Serene's bed.

"Serene, are you all right? Can we have dinner?

"Go."

Seeing Serene nodded like nothing, Marie makes a relief expression.

"Good... I was worried. I asked the chef, Serene, to make something good for her stomach, and if it's all right, why don't we eat together?

"But me, manners, I don't know"

"Oh, that's okay. I'm just a family eater."

Really open-minded, Marie helped Serene get out of bed.

It's not a forceful pull earlier, it's a purely laborious, gentle gesture.

Serene asked if it was good to stay in her sleeping outfit, but Marie ran out of saying it was good to stay, leading Serene in a dress with a little wrinkle, and left the room.

"I can't believe Master Maribel took care of the other kids..."

Marie doesn't care if she has kids her age at a guest dinner party or something, she just has to deal with them with a boring look on her face. Well, there's something else you can do to guide the other girls. She insists that she is the princess in the princess, she will never work like that.

I wonder how much you liked that kid named Serene. The maid smiled and dropped off the girl wrapped in gold and crimson as she led the pure white girl unfamiliar.

The place so guided was a royal dining room.

The dining room used by the guards and servants is in another building, but the Royal Palace has a room dedicated to the royal family. Even so, the room itself is not that big or cramped. In terms of size alone, there's only room for a little bit of a larger convenience store.

There are quite expensive condiments, etc., but none of them are excessively decorative, and the most noticeable thing is the vase at the wooden table placed in the middle of the room, so it's really simple. And the table already had an appetizer and a pan with soup. On the warm hot air of the soup, a delicious smell stimulates Serene's appetite.

There were already women seated at the table where the dishes were placed, such as Milan and a magnificent year with a tough but intelligent face and a fluffy, celebrity wife in contrast. Needless to say, I could understand that these two are kings and queens, and that Serene was just one shot away.

"You are Serene. I am the king of this country, Schburn. This time it's because of our stupid son, you're in a whole lot of turmoil. Let me apologize on behalf of my son."

"No, no, no, no, no."

That's a huge nuisance. Though I thought Conoyalou, Serene followed and replied with a weird salute. No matter how much Serene has a human problem, it just has quite a bit of yearly merit, so I understand what a minimum social dictionary is. I mean, it's true that the king who named him Schburn was quite a strong side unlike Milan, so he was afraid to piss him off poorly.

"I'm sorry to call you so suddenly. I heard you fell down, but is your body doing better?

"Well, thank you for noticing."

"I've heard some things from Milan. You don't have to force yourself to use difficult words. I'm Ives. It's supposed to be a queen, but she was just a country girl."

Either he cares that Serene pulled out his salutation over much of his time, Ives loosens his dripping eyes even more and laughs in a gentle voice.

"My queen, the mistress."

"Oh, thank you. Better than me, Serene has a really pretty face. You make me a little jealous."

"That's not true."

Serene shakes her neck and denies it. Even when I looked in the mirror at myself, I didn't think I was very cute when I thought the old man from the past was in it. Somehow, I think of something like a sweaty old man in a mascot character, and I don't really understand what my beauty is.

"Father, Mother, isn't it time to eat? It's pathetic to keep Serene standing all the time."

"Right. Serene, as you can see, we're supposed to eat in a small place like this. Maybe I should treat you as a guest, but this time I let you take the form of our family."

Thereafter Serene was urged by Milan to sit, making sure to climb to the fifth seat reserved. Schburn and Ives sit side by side, with Milan and Marie's brothers and sisters sitting opposite each other. Serene is in the middle, the so-called birthplace.

Of course, there are luxurious facilities that can accommodate national guests and all the soldiers who have triumphed, but Schburn and Ives took care of the time of the regiment to be spent alone with their families whenever possible. Because it was their belief that they could not make strangers happy to those who could not make them happy.

That's how the meal begins. As in the room of Serene, the offering is of the type that rings the bell and calls it: only four members of the household and a total of five of Serene are in the room. We don't all talk so much, but there is never an unpleasant silence, which conveys the atmosphere in which each person enjoys a meal.

"Milan, how was Arquila? I've never been to that country before."

"When I was studying in seating, I honestly didn't care at all. But it is a country with a good climate surrounded by abundant nature. Every day when I look at different countries for travel, I feel painful about my immaturity."

To the Father King, Milan merely told him not to cover up what he thought, but Serene bites and crushes the bitter bug with the delicious dish, with his mouth pounding like a hamster hoarding feed in a sack of cheeks.

What a trip to school. The world finds out it's a daughter-in-law journey. But neither the king nor the queen were willing to make any particular mention of it, and they seemed to believe Milan's "journey of study". Believe it or not, it's natural because it actually is.

Serene doubted that he would not question Milan's false reports, but he might not even care about the trend of his prodigal son, who is the king ruling this much of the country, walking idly out of the country. From what I saw during the day, this country, unlike what I had imagined, seemed to flourish for a long time. The question is solved now, I'm sure the king is good and my son is not.

Even entertainers and presidents of large companies can be busy and neglected by their families, and the example of their son becoming a bastard bonbong is something Serene has often seen and heard.

When Serene was a student, she told her parents that she was going to school, skipped school, and went to the game center several times, but fortunately, she didn't find out until the end because her grades didn't fail or she made a fatal mistake. Reason is the same as that one.

I guess Milan is good at keeping the exterior good and cunning in full operation and cleverly hiding the facts. You cowardly bastard. Serene concluded so on his own, swallowing food with anger.

At the end of the meal that way, we had some time for a welcome. Community-handicapped and language-poor Serene just snorts "yes, yes" appropriately when spoken to from time to time, otherwise she just sits blurry. To be honest, I'd like to pull myself into my room after dinner.

"Ah, Serene. There's leftovers in your mouth."

With that said, Marie gets out of her seat and wipes Serene's mouth with a napkin. Three other members of the family were watching over the situation.

"Hey, what the fuck! Can't I do this!? I have some complaints!?

"No, I can't. I have no complaints. It's rare for Marie to look after people."

When Milan says that with a laugh, his father and mother nod softly to agree.

Marie swells her cheeks a little grumpy, but she doesn't seem so uncomfortable.

"Serene, how old are you now?

"Eight."

"I'm ten. Look, I'm your sister better. Your sister takes care of her sister."

What do you say, Marie strains her chest all the time? Essentially, Marie was unhappy that she didn't have an audience. In the meantime, unlike other children of the same generation, came the beloved Serene, a man of great obedience. For Marie, Serene was a really cute and worthy girl. But the serene suddenly leaned down, and Marie gave a strange look.

"What's wrong, Serene? Did it hurt?"

"Hey Sama..."

When she heard Marie's word "sister," Serene suddenly missed her. It hasn't been that long since I left my sister Alye, but I feel like I haven't seen her in a long time. I haven't felt that soft, warm body temperature, perfume-like sweet scent for a while now. Most importantly, I haven't buried my face in my boobs.

It is unthinkable in the previous life, but Serene suffers from a difficult condition and breast deficiency that worsens if she does not touch her breasts regularly. Of course I'm not sick like that. Serene has named herself so and assumes that she is healthy and extremely ill.

"Serene, do you want anything?

Ives speaks at an exquisite time, as if to send a help boat to the grated Marie.

Serene, who had her gaze on the floor, raised her face as if she could be pulled up to that voice.

"Want, something?

"Yeah, whatever. I'm having a little trouble with 'I want a castle' or something, but I can generally procure what I can get on the continent, and I'm sure it's God's pleasure to see you like this. Even so, I'm a queen, so I'm quite accommodating."

Ives laughed elegantly at Serene. Schburn, who was lying beside him, was also a strict man who did not make it a good idea to wield the throne, but at this time he said nothing and shook his head vertically to push back. I can't help but think of my sister, a young girl picked up in an exotic land, shriveled to the point where she was about to cry.

"Hmmm......"

Serene makes an eyebrow a letter to and stares at Ives with a troubled expression.

Ives wondered that Serene's expression gave rise to a more puzzling expression than joy.

"(You don't feel like you're worried because you want too much)"

If you're a girl like this, you should have clothes, sweets, toys... and everything you want. So did I myself, and so did Marie. But Serene doesn't float like that. Maybe what you want isn't a "thing" in shape.

The Helifartes watched Serene silently for a while, but Serene stepped out of her chair and reluctantly walked straight to Ives. And then I looked up at her and said this in a whisper.

"Go ahead."

"Eh?"

Ives tilts his neck at the words. Serene then acted in such a way as to spread his hands and bring in the air in front of him.

"Maybe that means you want a hug?

"Yes."

Serene snorted, a little embarrassed.

Ives tried to think of something for a while, but eventually he made a laugh and spread his hands.

"Fine, come on, there you are"

"Are you sure!?

Serene thought she couldn't do it, or after a moment of delay, she smiled so pathetically.

And jump straight into Ives' chest. Ives embraces and strongly embraces the luxurious Serene body.

"Oh ho!

Serene is very satisfied. Alye feels resilient as a puffy, but Ives feels softly enveloped. It is a rich, savoury mature meat inside. Serene, as a titty sommelier, wrote an "85 points" rating on the scoring board in her brain.

"Yeah, let's not."

"Eh?"

"Easy."

"Yes…… I'm glad."

Serene solemnly declared that when she enjoyed the feel of Ives' chest for a while, it was just not good any more and she left herself. When I was an old man, I learned that it was important for things to be done.

Thank you, my queen.

Ives gently stroked Serene's head as she tided her cheeks slightly and thanked her with a smile.

Both Schburn and Milan watched the scene with a calm expression.

"Then it's time to keep the meal open. Marie, can you show Serene to her room?

"Yeah! Because I'm your sister! While Serene can't see her sister...... Yeah, even after I see her, I'll be Serene's sister, so hopefully she'll keep sweetening me!

That's what Marie takes Serene's hand. There was strength in his hand, and he seemed to be burning in Marie's sense of purpose.

"Thank you and good night, my queen."

Shortly before leaving the room, Serene took a moment to greet Pepper and left with Marie. I didn't say hello to the prince in plain sight, but fortunately I never noticed Milan.

As the door closes and Marie and Serene leave the room, Milan turns to Schburn and speaks in a different tone than earlier.

"As you can see, Father"

"I see, I can also understand that you were impotent. That's too miserable."

Schburn became the king's face from his father and groaned bitterly. As in tune with it, Ives also has a sad look.

"I'm surprised. I thought that was what you said about clothes and dolls, but I didn't think you'd give me a hug."

"I don't think Serene really understands what" happiness "is in the public."

"Oh well... I'm still immature too."

Ives shrugged impudently, thinking that he too was of poor stature, so to some extent he could understand the feelings of those who had been abused.

Girls that age would love clothes, dolls, or delicious treats. That's what I was thinking, but in the first place, Serene probably doesn't have the very notion that it's a pleasure for a girl to get those things. It was a situation beyond Ives' imagination.

The truth is, Serene is an old man, so she's not as interested in clothes, dolls, etc. I would have liked the clothes if they were comfortable jerseys, and your dolls would have asked for them if they were figures and plastic models, but hate them. They are not in this world. I wish my stomach was filled when it comes to eating. Then it is a breast choice.

"But still, you knew about the existence of books and clothes? And on top of that, the warmest thing I ever asked for was the warmth of people... what a wretched child."

Schburn shrugged like that in the tone he said.

It's too lonely to say it's the warmth of my mother, what that humble princess couldn't get most of all, which any poor person could get.

"Father."

"What?"

"This is about the neighbouring country we talked about earlier, and I'm going to leave when the procedure for Princess Alye has settled. Then I'm going to accompany Serene."

"Reason?

"I want to show that kid as many worlds as possible. Such a wonderful world as to undo the misfortunes of all time. If you're in a neighboring country, the journey will be less burdensome and the streets will be well maintained, so there will be no danger."

"It's going to be more of a tour for Serene than for you. Well, that would be good, too. People are stronger because they have things to protect."

Saying so, Schburn laughed, then nodded to Eagle Deep.

Seeing the young princess around her eyes, she was completely unwilling to thrust her son's suggestion.

"But is Serene okay with that?

Ives is the one who looks anxious with his hand on his cheek.

"'Cause the neighboring country would have' that kid ', wouldn't it? I don't know if it's even misunderstood to look for a Milanese daughter-in-law, but if I take Serene on top of that, I don't know..."

Both Schburn and Milan look oddly strong in Ives' words.

Neighbouring countries' "that child" is, in a sense, worse for Milan than vicious criminals and dragons.

"Sure... but Milan is right, it is a valuable experience for Princess Serene. In the world of Archira's prisons and Helifarte's royal palace only, it's too biased. Milan, you have to protect her."

"Yes, sir."

Thus in a magical atmosphere, the whispering dinner marked the end.