Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Eventually, I canceled the plan with Julius on that day. You can't go anywhere with red-eyed eyes and swollen eyes that you can tell at a glance that you cried.

Leonhard returned to the castle calmly, cooling his eyes with a wet cloth that had been procured from everywhere.

And that night.

"... I was surprised."

The man who sank on a luxurious sofa stopped his hands turning documents and muttered. The neat face of the doll was not surprised at all, contrary to the words, and remained as usual with no expression.

After looking from the top of my head to the toes, my gaze returned to the documents at hand.

"I thought I would avoid me for a while, but it was unexpected."

Purari. The man's gaze follows the letters with the dry sound of the paper rubbing.

I feel implied that I'm at work, but I don't care. Don't worry.

As a person who has lived in a country where skill in reading air is important, he wants to return his heels when he comes back again, but returning here is just timeless.

The time left for me is limited. I told myself that I only had to take some time for a few minutes, and stretched my back.

"I asked my father for it."

At the moment of the announcement, the fingertip of my father who turned the documents stopped.

"--Please?"

A cold voice repeats my words.

My father, who changed the air alone without changing his expression, seems to freeze even my spine. Frankly scary.

"Do you have a 'please'?"

A little girl who hasn't achieved any results is going to push something out of the blue. A terrible secondary sound was heard.

I feel that I can read my father's feelings with great precision, not paranoia.

I want to escape. I want to run away, but I can't run away.

If you have escaped now, there is no solution, and you are not allowed to repeat the same exchange once again from the beginning.

I scolded the expression muscles that seemed to be convulsed, and I smiled.

"Yes"

Dad stares at me, who nods his thick face.

He looks at his pale blue eyes and looks scared, but he keeps his gaze. After silently gazing for more than a dozen seconds, Father looked down and exhaled.

Inadvertently thrown documents slide on the marble table. It took a few seconds for the finger pointing to the opposite seat to notice that it was sitting down.

The cat leg sofa of champagne gold color is also very comfortable. Unlike the one in my room, I immediately enjoyed the subject while enjoying the feeling that was not too soft.

"The other day my father told me to give a bird."

"Oh, I said."

"Instead of giving back the bird, I want you to arrange for me to have some freedom."

In my words, my father jumps up one eyebrow.

"What we don't receive is what we use as trading material."

"Well ..."

I was stuck in words.

Certainly the birds have not yet come to me. But I don't think there's no way I can use it for trading.

"Let's regret letting go before watching"

When my father asked, I nodded with a mysterious face.

To be honest, I don't have a bird To keep a real bird, my room has Nero. Even if it's a metaphor, it will surely be in my immature hands.

I don't think I can control a bird flying around the world as my father's eyes.

No matter how beautiful a bird is or how good a spy is, I can't make the most of it. It would be happier to be with Dad than to reach into the hands of a human of unknown value.

"The bird my father valued as" useful. "I don't think I can handle it now."

When I told my honest feelings honestly, my father's eyes were slightly surprised.

Dad with his cheek on his armrests, his long legs are crossed. Even lazy gestures become pictures, but I can't afford to fall in love with them.

I was pointed at the gaze of stepping on the price, and corrected the habit.

"Really"

Dad's reply was just one word.

that's all? I muttered in my heart and I was amazed. He was prepared for his frightened and insulting eyes.

"... Are you not disappointed?"

"Disappointment can only be realized with expectations."

"Are you left!"

Hold the fist and endure.

"just kidding"

The murderous spirit comes up to his father who speaks with a straight face.

I had a very hard time suppressing my desire to return with a serious face if it was not interesting at all.

"He who stands on top sometimes needs to be prepared to exercise too much power. But recklessness and valor are different. People who know their height and who make detours are unlikely to be exposed."

You say a little difficult, but is it OK to say "Let's like it"?

The time limit was set without permission, but the means and process of achieving the goal may be my favorite.

Are you raising or trying? I don't know what he thought, but decided to swallow it.

"So, if you return the birds, is there any advantage to your free walking?"

Father's words are as sharp as ever. I'm scared of myself getting used to it, even though I'm bored with my chest.

I'm certainly useless.

It would be better to rely on someone rather than move on your own. That's the bird you just released.

But is it really good to leave it to someone without moving at all?

It would be completely different to rely on a round throw.

"I can't judge anything just by hearing, unlike my father."

I'm immature. Therefore, if you do not see and hear it directly, you will not feel it. It takes time to get to the answer.

Even the mage abduction case, which we knew was going to happen in the future, was that zama.

I'm not so dexterous that I'm locked in a castle and can do something with instructions to others.

"If you don't walk with your own feet, you won't be able to decide .... What I'm missing is probably prepared."

Even without telling my father, the way to go should have been decided. There is a future we want to prevent, and we will not spare no effort.

However, I felt dizzy about the size of the target to be achieved. The steepness of the way to go further shook my feet.

I wasn't thinking about pushing on someone.

But surely there was a spoiler.

As in the case of the kidnapping of Peltz and Theo, I thought in my heart that if I failed, someone would do something. A slight irresponsible feeling left to others remained.

The assignments that my father has given me may not be due to caring as a parent. If you can't do it, you'll be abandoned, and you're not embarrassed that it's the sternness of love.

But I'm grateful for one thing. Thank you for showing me my cunning that I didn't even realize.

If I hadn't had sparks falling on myself, I might have had half-hearted efforts.

As a result, if you fail and lose many people's lives, how much can you say that you've just done it?

While fearing the future of the world perishing, do you cling to Mikohime this time?

SuchI'm absolutely excused.

"As a result, do you say you are at your own risk?"

"Yes"

I tightened my expression and nodded.

The honest hands and voices are shaking, but I want you to miss them.

I don't know what will happen. You may get sick or you may die. The little girl who has been protected in a safe castle has never been so prepared.

But if it is self-responsibility, will anyone be liable for my actions? Then it's still good.

"You don't take unexpected actions."

Dad sighs.

When I was looking at her expression that didn't hide her stupor, she smiled involuntarily.

"I decided to do my best to be happy."

"Really"

The voice that muttered so short was surprisingly soft.

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