Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Look at the world's rarest bouquet of withered roses made of paper, accented with bright red roses in roses made of pink and white paper. Of pink roses of varying intensity, my favorite is a graduated paper rose with only one blooming circle in the center, red on the outside, followed by pink and white in the center.

Paper roses made of beautiful color schemes are beautiful and very cute.

Besides, it was Master Doyle who devised and made this, and I can't believe all the roses made just a few of my years were handmade by Master Doyle, one at a time.

You even have a nice word, Claire is happy.

Ho, exhaling, looking at the paper roses adorned with vases reminds me of the day.

I was relieved that it didn't come true as you saw it at the admissions ceremony, and I thought you didn't like it if you didn't.

Claire's thoughts are only solicited because even if your brother tells you to write a letter, he gives you something as nice as you accidentally do to a habit that you don't write about, Dear Doyle.

Overflowing with stupidity that never arrived, I remembered a lovely daytime event like a dream.

"- So that's it. This is the new Hendra Chamber of Commerce product I brought with me this time! [Colored paper]!

Well, nice.

What a beautiful color.

The assembled aristocrats complimented each other on their colour and vibrancy. In fact, the [color paper] that it's a new product from the Hendra Chamber of Commerce has such beautiful colors that if you don't see it nearby, you won't know it's paper.

"Ho. Sure would be beautiful to try this. I thought the paper was white, but it's not bad to actually look at it."

"Your Majesty is right. And this light pink piece of paper would be really nice."

"It's an honor to compliment you"

My father and mother took the paper that was offered to me and I am asking for thoughts. The nobles around him also praised the [coloured paper] with their mouths and the Hendra Chamber of Commerce.

And I, too, am tempted by the word "love sentence" my mother used to say.

With such a lovely piece of paper, if Master Doyle wrote me a love statement..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I was depressed to recall that I still could not receive a letter from Master Doyle, who imagined such a sweet dream and promised that your brother would make me write it.

Your brother said Master Doyle cares for me, but the truth is...

Think that far and shake off the dark thoughts in a hurry.

This is a royal castle salon and there are many nobles besides your father and mother. Don't look dark in a place like this.

I am the third princess of this country.

Push in the dark feelings that have come to mind and smile at those who have spoken to me.

"Paper breaks down the concept of white objects, the flash of coloring them! The boulder is the Hendra Chamber of Commerce that will bring the world to life again."

"It's true. Wow. It's just beautiful colors and it's going to make your room brighter even if you leave it in your room."

"Thank you very much. But the truth is, it was someone else who came up with the innovative flash of coloring paper. It's not a letterset or wrapper."

"Well!"

Hendra, who had been answered in turn by the words of praise of the nobles, was clearly seen by me for some reason because of that.

"Didn't you see Princess Claire now?

"Yeah, sure. It looked like it to me, too."

"No way, is this Master Claire...?

Those around me have bothered with that meaningless attitude and have begun to have a factual and groundless imagination.

It's a hell of a misunderstanding. I don't have the flash to come up with such a beautiful thing.

But my father and I had an eye for what to do with a blur that gradually grew against my will like that.

That eye was like, "Did you really think that? He said," I'll do my best to wipe my neck.

No, it's never me!

When Father nodded forcefully that my thoughts made sense, he was stopped from blurring around with his hands. The nobles who notice the king's stillness will keep their mouths shut. And

"Do, it's Hendra. As a matter of fact, who invented this [colored paper]?

"Dear Doyle von Aginis,"

"Doyle!? - Ah! I'm so sorry."

"Good. Never mind, Alan"

"Ha."

To answer from Master Hendra, I breathed only.

That seemed the same to those around you, and you all had a very surprising look on your face.

However, I am desperately putting up with you all wanting to speak up because Alan raised his surprise before anyone else and Father controlled it.

I'm one of them, staring at the [colored paper] I had on my hand.

Dear Doyle...

Your mouth will loosen to the thought of twitching in your chest.

I can't believe you came up with such a nice thing, Master Boulder Doyle.

Dear Doyle von Aginis, is a childhood tame to me and my brother, a prospective brother's sidekick, and my dear, loving fiancée to Claire.

The loveliest Claire's destiny in the world, who is more beautiful than anyone, better dressed than anyone, more intelligent than anyone, stronger than anyone, and gentler than anyone else.

The day I first met her, the moment I met Master Doyle, Claire heard the whisper of the Goddess of Love. And I was convinced at the same time.

This is my destiny.

I was born in this world to meet Master Doyle.

Later, when I found out that Master Doyle was my fiancée, I was very pleased. And in the days that followed, it was a word of happiness.

The days when there was Master Doyle next to his brother and Claire on his side were very, very happy days.

But sadly, that is a story of a distant past. Currently, Jin is next door to my brother, and I will not even be able to exchange words with Doyle to see him.

But soon, those sad days will be over. Those happy days are coming home.

Doyle and Jin are next to your brother who took the throne.

And there's Claire on Doyle's side.

It's a little different from the old days. But I think of a future that seems to make me as happy as I was back then.

Ahhh!

I resent the difference this past year.

By now, it's half joy, half resentment, when you think your brother might be getting his old relationship back with Master Doyle instead of me, Brother Gray!

"So that's it. Dear Claire, I have something that Doyle has kept for you, can you confirm it on this occasion?

"What?"

Thinking of your brother and Jin, who might be on Master Doyle's side, Hendra spoke to me.

Besides, I just heard from Master Doyle that Claire had some kind of gift!

Quicker than I tried to ask Master Hendra again, Hendra asked me to put enough boxes in her arms to hold them with both hands out of the pile of merchandise.

Really, from Master Doyle, a gift for me?

I couldn't believe it, and if I saw my parents, they told me to open them and look at them.

This is the first time Doyle has given me a gift outside of my birthday.

My chest trembles with anticipation, excitement and slight anxiety.

"The contents were made and prepared by Doyle himself."

Hendra tells me so, and I never reach for the lid of the crate. Things made with your own hands for me using [colored paper] devised by Master Doyle.

Carefully and carefully lifted the lid gently to avoid breaking the item inside.

And I'll give the lid to the Chamber of Commerce who was beside me.

Gently remove the sole wrapped in white paper visible in the box.

With trembling hands, gently.

That's how the moment I saw the carefully removed gift, my cheeks got hot.

"Well. What a beautiful rose flower"

Yes, that was a very beautiful and adorable bouquet of roses.

"How about that?

"............ very beautiful. And it's very light."

"It's a paper rose made of [colored paper]."

"In [colored paper]"

Very light its bouquet is centered on a variety of dark pink and white roses with some bright red roses in the accent. And there was only one circle in the center, a white, gradient rose as the outside went red and inside.

"Master Doyle made this for me?

"Yes. This is a bouquet made by Master Doyle thinking of Master Claire. Well, there's a rose for Claire's age, isn't there?

One, two, three... thirteen, fourteen.

True. I have just the right number of roses my year.

"Originally, this [colored paper] was requested by Doyle, my son Luce, and he made a request to the paper shop. When I saw what I could do, I thought this would become popular with lettersets, paper bags for gifts, etc., and increased production. Then, when my son went up to deliver [colored paper] to Master Doyle, he said that Master Doyle had made this rose flower without getting lost. Moreover, after transferring the rights to [colored paper] free of charge because 'I told you I couldn't make it,' you even offered me the technology for this paper rose. Instead, they deposited a bouquet of flowers and words with Claire."

The blurring spreads to Master Hendra's words. Doyle is famous in many ways now and always, so there seems to be a lot to think about.

It's just that the words Hendra said are more important to me than that.

Now, indeed, Master Hendra said I had a word from Master Doyle!

"With a word from Master Doyle!?

"Yes, but it was firmly included by Master Doyle, 'Don't tell them unless you get the king's permission'. Master Doyle is now aiming for the right path……"

"Father!

I raised my voice to the words of Master Hendra, who said so with a very sorry face. It was a serious act in the princess, but now I don't mind.

Lost in the sight of Hendra, who looks at my father as he peeps, my father, after exhaling heavily, asked me to say what I asked for.

"... allow"

"Dear Hendra!

"I'm in awe"

I will gladly and courageously confront Master Hendra with permission from my father. To Master Hendra, who was set up, I also fixed my stand with a nervous face.

The aristocrats around us will sip and watch over us.

And in the meantime, Master Hendra opened her mouth strictly.

"Okay. 'I'll definitely pick you up by the time this flower dies, so wait for me' - that's it!

Shin. and the neighborhood quieted down. There's not even anyone to mourn.

"Is that all?

"Yes. - But this is a personal interpretation, but I was impressed that Master Doyle's words were very romantic!

"Romantic, is it?

I ask Hendra if she was unhappy with Doyle's too short words and if her father was really done. But now my mother spoke to Hendra, who answers her father's words with dignity, as she was bewildered.

In the wake of such a father and mother gaze, Master Hendra is nodded forcefully.

"Yes, very! I beg your pardon, but rumor has it that Lord Claire has been asked by His Highness Gray to speak with you?" I will always wait, "he said. My son tells me it's been quite a rumor in the High Department."

"............... I did ask for it"

Why, rumors!? I had a lot to think about, like, what way my brother told me, but I took the courage to answer Dear Hendra's question.

I don't get it, I wanted to know what Master Doyle meant by his words.

But my face is so hot!

"When I heard what Doyle had to say, I immediately remembered the rumor. I'm sure this is a response to what Claire said."

…………

"Okay, Master Claire. This rose is so beautiful, it doesn't wither because it's made of paper."

"Yes."

"This rose will not wither forever, Master Claire."

I was happy with what Master Hendra said, which you chewed up and explained.

And now your whole body is getting hot as well as your face.

"I mean, this is what Master Doyle said! 'Be sure to pick up Lady Claire, so you can wait for me forever'. My father and I admired Doyle for her immutable love at the same time as she made the declaration that she would pick her up even if she spent her whole life, analogous to the flowers that would not wither! No, he's the one who makes the hate show!

Your ladies will raise their admiration for what Hendra has said.

As I admired how much your father and mother convinced you of Master Hendra's words, "I see." "Well, that's very nice!," he said, looking at the bouquet of flowers I have.

As I drew a lot of attention, I softly embraced the bouquet of flowers in my hand to avoid breaking it. I'm sure I'm reddened to the neck instead of the ear right now.

I'm ashamed. But I'm so happy.

Until now, Master Doyle, who, no matter how many times I tell you I admire you, has not given you a clear answer, will inscribe on your chest the first words of love you have told me.

If it were to come true, I wanted you to let me hear that word directly.

I feel that way, but still now. We will endure this bouquet of flowers with the utmost love of Master Doyle. So whisper love to me one day, directly, with that voice.

Until then, to support this rose.

Always, that's what Claire will be waiting for forever!