Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

"... His Highness?"

"!"

Wagons jump with loud noises as if the wheels stepped on stones.

The consciousness was brought back to the big vibration.

In front of you, Leonhardt, whose face is clouded carelessly. He might have been worried about me, who was dimly conscious.

"I'm okay."

I was inadvertently broken.

The heat of the face grew as the amazed head gradually understood the current situation.

It's the worst that he continued to expose his stupid face to Mr. Leonhardt, and ignored his precious person forever.

While feeling shame and guilt, apologize if you feel sorry.

But his expression is not clear. Leonhardt, with a deep wrinkle in his brow and a tied mouth, stares at me.

I couldn't stand and went down, but my gaze stuck.

An unpleasant silence fell in the carriage.

I wanted to talk to Leonhardt, so I told herself and asked for escort to Julius's residence.

What are you doing, me.

I am sorry, and my big hand has been extended to the view which is increasingly lowered.

"!"

I leaned down in reflexion.

I didn't think about being beaten or such a fuss. You can be surprised. It's just a conditional reflection.

But such a thing, without a word, cannot be conveyed, and the growing hand stops moving. When I raised my face, I glanced with Leonhardt, whose eyebrows had to be figured out in an eight-shape.

Have you done it again!!

I don't know why Leonhardt reached out to me. I don't know, but I still refused.

It is different. I was just surprised.

Even if you want to make an excuse, the words do not come out well.

Leonhardt, staring at me as he whispered, slowly spun his words.

"... princess, can you touch it?"

"Eh, eh, ah ... yes"

Touch? What is touching?

I'm upset and my head doesn't work well. As he stuttered and nodded, Leonhard's hands scooped up my bangs.

The big palm touches the forehead gently so as not to be scared.

At that moment, my body stops moving as if frozen. The feeling of the stiff palm brought me all of my consciousness, and even my thoughts froze.

!

Contrary to my sighing breath, Leonhardt's expression does not reveal any upset.

The upcoming majestic beauty was frowned upon with difficulty, but after a few seconds, the wrinkles between the eyebrows had disappeared.

He breathed a small breath of relief, and he let go of my forehead.

"There is no heat."

Eyes that give a severe impression are gently loosened.

I was smiling softly at close range, and my brain was almost short.

The face is hotter than before.

Head doesn't work at all, but the heart moves with no fuss. The sound of the beating is annoying.

"Eh, yes, yes ..."

A stupid voice leaked. What is it?

"Are there any places that hurt?"

"Yes"

"Are you not feeling sick?"

"Yes"

"So, do you have any trouble?"

"Yes ... ah"

I was counting the prime numbers silently while holding down my chest hitting a bell, and nodded without thinking too much. I was caught in a hand that could not be called a guided interrogation, and I had a face just saying that I did it.

If you look at the fearful Leonhardt-smile, it smiles with a beautiful smile. With a different kind of smile, I realized that I couldn't avoid it.

"It's your bad habit to accumulate alone. You may be dissatisfied with the person I'm talking to, but if you talk down, maybe you can help?"

Oh, Leonhard with a broken tone, good looking.

Escape from reality, or just instinct?

I felt noisy, but I nodded small.

But what should we talk about?

Look at the glance. The chest was punched out, as Leonhardt leans lightly to urge him. I want you to stop pursuing.

To calm down, he opened his mouth while slightly turning his eyes.

"... I talked to my father last time."

"Did you go to see His Majesty the King?"

Leonhardt is astonishing.

"Yes, you say it's the fourth time."

"... you're acting out and making decisions in strange situations, or you're just going to do it."

He sighs like a mixture of amazed and admired, and Leonhard murmurs.

I couldn't take a positive look when being praised.

Rather than having the ability to act and make a decision, he is reckless and has no idea. At first I was frightened, but I was so stupid that I forgot my assari and heat, and had a painful tail. I.

"I was nervous about the first time, but I was quite accustomed to the second time ..."

The expression of Leonhardt became even more subtle to me who spoke the excuses in a whispering voice.

He rubs his chin with a big hand with a face that seems to have failed to make a harsh expression.

"Don't worry if you should be angry without vigilance or be impressed with a big one."

"You may be angry ..."

Rather, if I was impressed, I wouldn't be able to live.

Leonhard smiles at me as she sees me hanging. He decided to reflect on him, and proceeded without scolding.

"So what did you do?"

"Actually ..."

I began to explain in a small voice, with my head down.

I was asked to read a book about the Demon King, but I decided to go over and over again because the letters were too old to read.

I was so used to it that I was too familiar with it.

The fact that you are absurdly cursed from the front.

For some reason, in the flow of the story, it became like a form to consult my father.

Even though you should avoid yourself properly, you bite into the question and answer, and as a result you're half-heartedly aware.

Explaining it one by one was a fair penance.

I don't think anyone wants to talk about their mistakes. This is my irreparable situation, so it's extra.

By the way, the matter of political marriage has not been said yet.

After talking, silence falls into the carriage.

I couldn't stand the uneasiness, and when I took courage and looked at Leonhardt-sama, it looked like Auguste Rodin's "Thinking Person".

He has a deep wrinkle in his eyebrows, and his expression is silent.

What should I do. Isn't this completely amazed?

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