Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

Ente speaks to Serene in such a way as to look down at Serene sitting on the bed.

"Well, and. Young lady, you said Serene or something. Your people told me that you, the Prince of Milan, picked you up."

"Whoa."

Serene wanted to say that he was abducted to be exact, but sooner than he answered, Ente spins the word as soon as he puts his face close to Serene to push him.

"Let me get this straight. The Prince of Milan picked you up only because of your magic. Human beings who are civilians and have magic are valuable. You don't have any other value."

"No."

"It's not the same. You don't think you're being specifically spoiled by the Prince of Milan, do you? If that's the case, I don't know how to think about it."

"No."

I am only a bait for catching the real Ale, a shrimp for catching Thailand. Ente doesn't know the area. So I guess you think Serene-Arkuilla has a thing for Milan and turns hostile as a lover enemy.

Poor Princess Ente, who doesn't know the circumstances, thought so, and when Serene looked up at Ente as sympathetic, Ente raised her chestnut hair in frustration as to whether it was obstructed. This little one, contrary to his frivolous appearance like a snow fairy, has quite a strong spiritual power.

Whenever she finds a daughter who admires Milan, Ente finds her flaws, curses her thoroughly, and crushes you that Prince Milan doesn't deserve it. When it comes to the talent to instantly blame them for what they care about, there's not going to be anything to the right of Ente.

According to the information purchased by Ente, Serene was never a high-profile person, and in addition to some special talent, the Prince of Milan, who pitied the unusual situation, took it to Helifarte. Then no matter how talented you are, it's most effective to tell him straight that he doesn't deserve a prince in your capacity.

But Serene bounced back the attack with perseverance. The woman who has been cursed by Ente so far, crying out or somehow disputing it was Sekiyama. But suppose it was disputed, there twists and turns with the violence of the princess power of Continental Number 2. That was Ente's must-win pattern.

Ente was a little dull against Serene, who darkly told him to give up on his disguised love and all, but still flat. Who the hell is this guy? For the young maidens, the breasts of the Prince of Milan, what the hell is this guy who sits on the highest throne and looks like he has nothing to lose?

Maybe the head spins horribly dull. When Ente switched to that, he decided to chop up the castle called Serene by wielding the power of his weapon. And Serene and myself are different years spinning from Milan.

"I've known him since before you were born. When that guy was still a boy, you wouldn't know that, would you? What do you want to hear? You want to hear it, don't you?

"I don't want it"

Serene denied it with an annoying look. I don't even want to know about the prince's past. Having seen the frustrating attitude, Ente smiled brilliantly at Serene's shaking emotions, which were somewhere beyond the limit.

"Where do you come from? Tell me."

"Ah kura"

"Archira! Arquila! Not horse and deer country!

Ente laughed out loud and unproductive about the fact that no one was there. Arquila's main specialties include horses grown on fertile land and animal fur, including deer. Some of the heartless call it the Land of Horses and Deers.

"(Such a small country, such a foolish daughter who can only talk like a toddler. You didn't have to worry about it so much?)"

Still, Ente went after him even further. He insisted on how tiny a country Arquila was compared to Valvere and how rural Serene people lived there.

Furthermore, compared to you like that, I am the princess of the number two power on the continent, and the world in which I live is different, Ente continued to curse Serene and Serene's native land, as if singing in songs.

But Ente noticed a certain anomaly. Serene was just listening to Ente, and he couldn't read any anger or sadness there. No, on the contrary, he even looked like he was smiling somewhere listening to Ente.

"Ente, uncle"

"Hey, what is it?

"Thanks."

"……… What?

Serene thanked Princess Ente for her poor character. The more trouble the princess has with her personality, the less body she offers to the prince fades. If she had a childhood attribute and was a beautiful girl with a good personality, she would be spared to offer it to the prince, but wouldn't this push her to the prince without any problems? Thank you, Princess Ente, for staying in the fucking bitch.

Serene lived longer as a Japanese in the first place, so there wasn't much patriotism, and because she lived a life of pull in Arquila, she only felt like talking about another country somewhere.

Besides, if you think about it, it's a very rare experience to have a biological princess do verbal attacks. If you were to have the same experience in your lifetime, it would be the mountain of Sekiyama to have a pseudo-experience in two dimensions. With all those meanings in mind, Serene expressed his gratitude.

But from Ente's point of view, Serene's words and actions are incomprehensible. If I am cursed about Valvere, I will beat him to the ground. Does this pure white girl even say that she will shed the hatred of men and turn them into unclean objects? Ente was certainly under barometric pressure when he thought he was far more vulgar and foolish than he was.

"Hey, what are you? Aren't you out of your mind? I'm making fun of you!?

"Ente, uncle, uncle, suki, me, nakama"

"Huh!?

Serene said, "The princess likes Milan, doesn't she? Then I'm your collaborator," I said.

But the tongueless, wordless Serene dialogue just sounded like he was saying to Ente, "I like Prince Milan too, my companion". When this happens, it is completely meaningless from Ente. Serene smiled even more in response to the puzzling ente.

"Good luck."

Serene laughed with such a dazzling smile that even the same-sex ente burned in the flames of jealousy fell in love for a moment. But the moment he heard Serene's words of encouragement, Ente finally understood Serene's intentions.

- This little girl named Serene has absolute confidence in herself.

It has nothing to do with the country of birth or identity. Milan has absolute confidence that he loves the very existence of Serene. That's why Milan wouldn't even blush if he could hold me, because that's natural.

Strong knights don't make themselves look bigger than they need to. If your opponent sets up a fight, you take it head-on and beat it down. Just like that, I guess he has a clean, beautiful, proud soul. In the battle of love, I do not escape or hide. Bring Milan to the game, and I'll take it and stand, isn't that what this girl says?

It meant that in Ente's life, the greatest enemy appeared. It seemed that a girl with a beauty as she was born, not wearing any decorations, was making a fool of herself for the way she was dressed, and Ente seemed to have boiling blood all over her body.

This little girl named Serene, no matter how much she mocks, won't make sense. Ente was so enlightened and often silenced. Then he smiled slightly at Serene, who leaned his neck strangely.

"Serene, thank you for your support. I really liked you. So I'll have a nice meal later."

"Really!?

Serene heard the words, "Yay! You made your point!" and rejoiced. She likes princes, so it's natural to hit her hard. However, by breaking my stomach and telling my true intentions, it seems that I am on your side.

Besides, he said he would treat you to a special dish as a sign of his proximity. Sure, there's something a little arrogant about it, but Princess Ente would know if she spoke, wouldn't she, Serene thought so.

"You can count on it, I'll prepare you the right dish"

"Thanks!"

Ente left the room with a slight smile and a thank you to Serene.

And the moment he left the room and closed the door, Ente slammed the vase on the floor that was nearby. The ladies who were cleaning nearby tremble. Ente's sudden eclampsia was usual, but today it seemed very intense, and the samurai looked like herself and were just frightened by the distant winding.

Happy or unhappy, all hatred was directed at Serene smiles that remained in the brain, so Ente did nothing more.

"You can't use words on that little one... you need to tell him the difference in identity in a visible way."

Ente shrugged as she threw up.

That little girl named Serene, she's not the only one.

A young, yet god-loved beauty, with its own ornaments that are sumptuous. Behavior far from being old.

There's no point in Milan hanging out with that little girl. What a sacred little devil.

But to Valvere's princess himself, he's nothing more than a hairy presence in the civilian population.

It is power, no matter what you say, that governs the world. Ente believes so.

This Ente must be represented in a visible way as to how different your identity is from yours.

Ente turned to the kitchen of the castle to let the chef make a "special menu".

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"Princess, I'm home now"

"Obnoxious."

'We've been observing the kitchen for a while, but there was nothing particularly poisonous about it. Rest assured.'

"Yes."

Serene did not particularly think of Butler's report. I've never been over delicious, but Serene was a human being who said anything was fine if he accumulated in his stomach, so I could have eaten anything for him. It's just that Ente seems to have a separate menu for herself, so I wasn't looking forward to that.

And the time had passed, and it was time for dinner. Almost at the same time as Milan returns to Serene's room after finishing his greeting, a magnificent man, like a chef, came to call Milan and Serene.

"Dinner is ready. Tonight we have made our country's most prized dish, hung more on our arms. And……………."

"And what?

When Milan urged the chef to do what he could not tell him, the chef opened his mouth looking tired for some reason.

"Princess Ente has told me that not only Prince Milan, but Lord Serene is invited to join us for dinner."

"Princess Ente? Why is she dining with Serene? Serene told me he was my servant."

Milan expressed his doubts. A prized ente never tries to line up his seat with the less privileged. Well, I don't think Ente has a thing for Serene. A little anxiety arose, but then Serene grabbed Milan's trousers by the waist.

"Nappy."

"Serene, you don't have to worry about that, do you? You can put in a no from me. You don't like tough meals, do you?

"Well, well, well."

Serene determination seems stiff and sends a serious eye to Milan. I got along well with Princess Ente. This is the proof that they call me straight away. Then join us as a friend of Ente's and earn more of a liking. Serene, exasperated, left Milan to move on. Milan took Serene with him to the dining room, even as he felt some bad signs.

"Oh, Prince Milan, and Serene, we've been waiting for you."

In contrast to Helifarte, there was only Princess Ente in the large hall with equally wasted conditioning. Instead, the conspicuous butlers were lined up against the wall. There seems to be more elaborate statues lined up to show off one's power than human beings lined up.

"I asked my fathers to take my seat off today because I couldn't. The Prince of Milan, on behalf of Valvere, will deal with me, Ente-Valvere."

"Well, let's ask for them."

Ente seemed unaware, but Milan replied in a tone that seemed to stand in the wake of a duel. Perhaps Ente and his parents pushed forward. It's like a mandatory pageant, so to speak. Take your time with the younger two.

But thinking about it makes a puzzling point. The presence of Serene standing right next to him.

If Ente wants to be alone with Milan, why did he tell you to bring Serene? Milan's doubts remain unresolved and he is led by one of the deacons to sit at a huge table with a crimson tablecloth. Then, opposite it, the ente, more decorated than earlier, sits in an elegant motion.

"Serene, please sit down."

The place that Ente instructed Serene was at the far end of the table, a pompous distance from Milan and Ente. Now it is as if Serene were the exposed. She seems to be rejected by only one person, and Milan sends her gaze to Ente without even trying to hide her discomfort.

"Princess Ente, why let Serene sit so far apart? Isn't it too far?"

"Oh, you don't have a choice. 'Cause Serene's a squire, right? Look, Serene, you're good there, right?

"Yeah."

Serene nodded honestly. Milan didn't put it on the table, but he wanted to spit on this princess. Isn't this as if Serene alone says that the world we live in is different from ours? Yet Serene accepts it flatly. The truth is that he is Serene and the princess of a small country. I want to treat you as I deserve, but I couldn't go and put that in my mouth.

Serene, on the other hand, was grateful for Princess Ente's care. Ente must have drawn on his intention to support love from the shadows and placed himself in a subtle and distant place. After all, this princess, a daughter who is much more distracting than she thought, Serene changed her perception of Princess Ente.

"Sa, it's time to eat. Chef, bring the meal. To Serene, of course."

"……… Yes"

The head chef gave the other cooks a signal when he seemed to be sneezing somewhere. Shortly thereafter, the dishes put on the tray were carried. It's a colorful local dish that you and I can't eat at all. The same menu can be arranged in front of Ente and Milan, but in the far away seats of Serene, nothing is yet available.

"Seems Serene's stuff hasn't arrived yet though?

"I know. Chef, please serve him a special menu."

"But, Princess Ente, that is……………"

The chef opened his mouth when he said something, but when Ente glanced at him, he told his cook to give him an example, as he had noticed. So Milan and Serene turned their eyes round to the dish that was placed before Serene.

"Ko, this is............!

Serene and Milan uttered the same dialogue. The dishes protruded before Serene were as different as those prepared for Milan and Ente. I said bird cartilages and skins, whole fried abandoned areas that nobles don't eat, which was a great substitute for them to call cooking.

"Serene, eat more and more. Fresh chicken bones and skin."

Ente grinned and smiled in a good mood.

"Princess Ente! What the hell is this all about!

"Oh? I thought it would be perfect for Serene. Wouldn't it? 'Cause that kid must be a low-status kid, right? Then you should give him something that fits your mouth."

No offense, Ente answered with pleasure.

Originally, fried food is the food of the poor. It is something that heats and softens the crude parts of the nobility that they do not eat for a long time, and allows them to be seasoned and managed to eat. Eating it was the greatest insult in the aristocratic community, implying that "your identity is to that extent".

If you can't tell by mouth, just stick it out as a reality like this. What do you say, Serene, me and Prince Milan eat sumptuous meals in front of you, and you eat miserably slave food all by yourself. It was a childish, vulgar and inferior method of treading on royal dignity to the fullest.

"Let's make it a meal. Come on up."

Ente said all the more tenderly to Serene, who was finding himself eating the fried food that had been served so well in front of him.