Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Early or January after equestrian classes that took place over a week.

Equestrian classes ranged from meeting Bran and battling Lute, but the tests performed on the last day came to a light end because they were only brief walking and obstacles.

Speaking of what happened after that, I've had Balad look into the relationship between a woman named 'Serejaira' and Lute.

Selejayla von Bloom.

Sarah and zero glossy dark hair with bright pale eyes, she is the second daughter of the Marquis of Bloom and Claire's nanny sisters. A daughter with a noble courtier to her mother who followed her as the maid of the queen, the mother of His Highness Gray and Claire, a woman with a hard, exotic atmosphere.

She seems to be shallow with Lute Stahrp like that. Well, in short, it means lovers to each other. On top of the different grades, I don't know what kind of encounter I had with the Marquis' maid and the son of the horse's famous family, but according to information gathered by Ballado, he seems to have sworn to each other in the future.

But now, a bond with a certain nobleman in her mother's home country is surfacing. Apparently, when I was a stupid son, Claire's new fiancée saw me as the Prince's entourage, and there's a story underwater about dowry at the same time as graduating from high school.

In other words, Lute wanted to be her beloved fiancée, but it didn't come true in the civilian body, and it takes qualitatively longer of her own abilities to grow up to the status of herself matching her. I used to like that, but because of the flutter I had, she was proposed to another country's nobility, which matches her identity, and I can't publicly object to it in my current lute.

If I'd stayed firm, I wouldn't have come to Claire for any other conversations, and I'd never have seen Serejayla. That was the relationship between Lute and Serejaira that Balad looked into, and that was why Lute had challenged me to battle last time.

When it comes to my fault, it's my fault, but it's a project that I have trouble with even if it's all my fault.

If she were the princess's nanny sisters and the marquis' maid in the first place, she would come as much as she wanted to talk about it. Selejayla herself, she seems to be an exotic beauty, and sooner or later it's a wall that the two of us were bumping into.

But I think so, it is visible that Claire would be saddened if Claire's nanny sisters and maid, Serejayla, were to break up with Lute like this and have an unwanted marriage.

For this reason, it is difficult to trump it and pretend not to look at it. Most importantly, I don't want to see Claire's sad face.

Besides, if I can solve this case successfully, I'll lose my attachment to Lute. Rather, I think I might be able to sell thanks, but the content is difficult just for the content.

It is difficult for me to bury it from the outer moat without a hand in the social world, and it is a troubling problem inside.

I'm surprised that Lute, who has that headstrong impression, was scorching himself into a different kind of love, and even tried to get close to His Highness until he crossed a dangerous bridge because of it, but I guess love means changing people.

I don't know if I can stay calm if Claire marries another guy right now.

I've never clearly looked at each other in the past few years, but I think of Claire, who I'm sure will be growing beautifully, plus I think of a man besides me next to him and I feel like I can't say anything.

I don't think she deserves a lot of pull, but I want it to be my job to pick her up when she tells me she's waiting. Claire will be the only one who thinks of a man like me that far, later or earlier.

The more I think about it, the harder it is to abandon Lute and Serejaira. I'm not overlapping me and Claire with the lutes, but if I can, I want to do something about it.

I think it was a great harvest to take the word "stay away from Your Highness" after a victory in equestrianism that Lute was good at in public, but at the same time it bothers my mind at the new problems that I have come to know because of it.

It would be best to consult Your Highness on these cases, but in the present circumstances, that is not achieved either.

After that equestrian battle, there is currently a subtle air between His Highness and me that has not been properly discussed since the day His Highness escaped me. There is no way I can talk to His Highness in such a situation.

Though I was greatly upset by His Highness's attitude that I would turn my back and run away that day, if I thought calmly, it was why I deserved it. His Royal Highness's anger is best because he did not tell His Highness why he was so pleased to be in the same squad and fought on his own with the rights of the squad members.

It's obvious that I'm sorry, so I'm hoping to apologize soon, but I just can't apologize, and I finally have a sleepover day.

That's right.

Until now I've been thinking scattered reality escape about Lute and Serejeira, but in fact I'm in the middle of hunting warcraft in a forest called the Abyss Forest with Gin at the forefront, His Royal Highness, Senior Leo and his twin Lucicicicicicicicici Terapeia in the same pharmacy department as his senior and his sister Sanale Terapeia at the end.

This accommodation is the first time, so it's not that hard. It's about crossing your horse into the abyss forest where you stay, staying overnight in a nearby village, camping in the forest every three days from the next day to gather herb collection and warcraft materials.

The main purpose of this accommodation is the work of annihilating the lower warcraft that ravages the neighboring fields. Sometimes strong individuals are created that villagers can't handle if they don't do it on a regular basis, so the students at the school visit this forest in the name of sleepover.

Of course, it takes place in a shallow part of the woods where we let in, where teachers reside at a certain distance, taking care to be able to respond when something happens. In addition, teachers who are good at connecting their hands keep an eye on the students so that they do not go to the dangerous abyss of the forest.

Accommodation valuation is a realistic and cynical way to convert collected materials, edible meat of warcraft, etc. into the average transaction amount of Wangdu on the end date of the accommodation, and get high scores in squad order with large amounts.

For this reason, squads who are not very confident in their offensive power are more likely to participate in sleepovers by examining the fashionable and understated herbs of Wang Du. In doing so, there is high demand, a mechanism by which materials traded at high prices can be collected and eaten to the top even in small quantities.

In recent years, it is becoming an implicit understanding to take action on a squad basis, as some rarely try to combine with other squads, but it is always possible to rub them in the distribution of collections. So this time it's different from the Lutze and the others. Well, we have seniors Eleonora, so I'm not too worried about that over there.

......... Rather, what am I going to do?

I sigh secretly so that no one will notice me as I put the sight of His Highness in front of me.

The fact that I haven't been able to speak satisfactorily with His Highness since one incident when I didn't refuse to fight Lute is heavy on my chest. Thanks to the battle with Lute, no one has objected to the squad division of the accommodation since then, but it will be a subtle air with His Highness, so it is a scattered result that I have fallen horses and felt painful many times.

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During the sleepover, the horses on board will be kept by the staff of the horse ranch in the village, but I remember Bran this morning, who was drawn away by a few people reluctant to leave me.

It would not be my mistake to make a sad hiss and feel that Bran, who was attracting the attention of the villagers, is becoming more and more like Ballad every day.

What do you want me to do, escape reality again?

Though I wish I didn't think about it, I guess the only reason I keep thinking about it from His Highness is because I'm disgusted with this situation with no answers. I'm sure I have a bad feeling about the side of service and horse love that has come to resemble me, but what I should think about now would be the attitude of the incomprehensible Highness, not about Lute, Serejaira, or Blanc.

It is not clearly avoided by His Highness. The conversation was also concluded, and His Highness greeted him peacefully when he introduced the seniors who would organize in the sleepover. But at the heart of it, when I try to talk about Lute's battle, they change the subject to avoid that conversation.

I'd like to apologize to His Highness as soon as possible, but that's enough, I don't want to hear any apologies! I couldn't dig deeper into the subject than I just said, having stepped on two legs in His Highness's attitude.

... have I been frightened?

I felt my chest clenched tight by a fuzzy thought as I followed His Highness's back forward without looking back into the woods with bad scaffolding.

Feel the subtle air between me and Your Highness like that, we all walk silently to defeat the warcraft we meet and repeat our collection. Even that good Leo senior Nori surrounded himself with a mouthful of mouth and serious thoughts about something.

I'm sorry about the air, but there's no solution. Honestly, I don't know what to do with myself.

Ballado, who was walking in the lead, stopped on his feet as he thought carefully about what to do to get His Highness to listen to him.

"- About eight hundred meters from here, there is a large herd of warrabbits. The number is…… ten."

"Then, as was the case earlier, the seniors and Balad waited a little further away. Jin and Doyle come with me."

"Yes."

"I'm in awe"

His Highness Grey gives instructions to everyone on the words of Balad, who told him to stop. At that time, His Highness and I met each other for a moment, but we were missed. He speaks to me like the others, but the response with the same mask as the others, and the gaze he misses at times, make me feel the wall with His Highness.

It doesn't seem to be avoided or hated, but I feel uneasy about the discomfort of separating one piece of glass. Even though I deserve it, this sense of distance is terrible.

The target's Worrabit enters sight while he is disturbed by his sense of distance from His Highness.

The way the fluffy hairy balls of pure white are gathered in one place and eating grass soothes the mind that was smiling at me. But its soothing scene also gradually turns into tension as it approaches.

Worrabbits are adorable for looking at them in the distance, but when you approach them, three times as many rabbits in your previous life have thicker front teeth than one body and two fingers. All the more so when the fur and face are adorable.

"- There he is. Let's go."

Drive out the matters that have previously closed your thoughts to the words of His Highness, who has slightly conceived tension, and concentrate on the enemy in front of you. I was in the mood for too many troubles to refresh, but in the unlikely event His Highness had one in this sleepover, I have no place in me for greatly condemning Lute.

That's what I told myself, after the two of them headed for the Worrabit herd.