Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

"- This is His Royal Highness the King. Excuse me for looking like this."

Tell him so, and worship him as he did to the king.

I will not forget to activate [the elegance of the upstream aristocracy] at last.

- Get your face up, Doyle.

- Long time no see, Your Highness.

"Oh."

If you look up, I'll have eyes for His Highness looking down at me with a look that looks complicated. If you look behind you with Chirali, you will see me and Your Highness again with this seemingly complicated face, with a new side service that has been put on since this year for leaving me. Don't worry, but don't worry, I won't take that position.

"You seem healthy and above all. Earlier adult oaths felt a strong will to go in defence of His Highness's country, just to feel it. In His Majesty's splendid appearance, His Majesty the King..."

"- Stop it! I'm not here to talk about that!

When I looked up at His Highness with my mouth shut to the fury I could hear, I saw His Highness dying his face bright red and looking down at me. Sincerely, I tried to cage my heart and respect it, but His Royal Highness Prince Wang didn't seem to like it.

The surrounding wild horses are surprised or hardened by the anger of His Royal Highness Prince Wang, who is warm and usually has a gentle grin. On this occasion, where I can't hear one piece of cloth deviation, I almost laughed.

Now is the time, Your Highness, to go on earth with the image of a kind prince, but this was always the case when I was with him. That's enough to be heard by this anger.

When we were young, it was the pattern of the princess going after me, but I didn't skip the princess, and seeing a princess who seemed sad about my attitude like that made Her Highness angry at me.

I would be sure of the hang-up, but when I realized, the princess was stubbornly opposed to her surroundings and would no longer follow me, and at the same time Her Highness would no longer be angry with me, nor face to face.

I have such a history, and for me the Angry Highness was a great nostalgia.

So I laughed at that unchanging anger.

"What's funny!

By the way I laughed, Your Highness's anger sounds like Max. I feel an unusual rage at the screaming scolding voice. If you look around you, you are all those who are blue-faced and hardened by the feeling that you want to escape but are also afraid to move and stand out to the sire who you see for the first time. Poor thing.

And that's how His Royal Highness's anger grew while I watched his surroundings for a long time.

"What's so funny!

As always, he's a low boiling point. With all that anger, hypertension worries me. Nothing, I didn't laugh at His Highness.... Once the blood is on your head, it's easier to get angry and get away with it, Your Highness. It's been more than five years since I've been on the wrong path.

"- I miss you, I just thought. Your Highness."

"Become"

"I thought you used to get mad at me this way. We apologize for the inconvenience."

To be honest, His Highness distorted his face so much that he still seemed to cry when he wondered if he had had a vain look on his face. And I opened my mouth a few times like I said something, but none of it was verbal, and I ended up closing my mouth. I thought, I breathed loudly and repeatedly as if to close my eyes and calm myself down, slowly opening my eyes.

There is no earlier anger or sadness in the slightly reddish face. Send praise in your heart to Your Highness for letting you control your emotions perfectly from a state of exasperation. I was proud of my former childhood tampering to look splendid as a bearer of a nation, and I felt a little lonely for the position I had taken far away.

- Why didn't you tell me?

And in my heart to the words spoken, I lean my neck.

What the hell is Your Highness asking me? What the hell would you do if you didn't tell me?

It's too abstract, and I don't know what His Highness is looking for right now. But the sire's eyes staring at me are horrible and serious, and he tells me he won't allow me to escape.

I didn't suppress my anger in those irritating eyes, I just wondered if I was better at hiding it.

"- I'm sorry, but I have nothing to say to His Highness. What the hell is His Highness asking me?

"It's about you!

"Mine?

"- Don't be ridiculous! If Aginis' name was so heavy that you wanted to run away, why didn't you tell me! Lord Zeno or Lord Alan's name is heavy, if you say one word! Me too!"

I thought I heard you help me.

"(My surroundings, really. You're not too sweet...)"

I couldn't help but cry to His Highness, who leaned down in regret. I lean down to hide my face from my surroundings, but I can see the look from me kneeling at my feet. My breasts got hot at the way His Highness was desperately trying to swallow all sorts of emotions, like crying, angry.

Apparently this angry childhood tame doesn't care that I didn't ask for help. And he seemed to regret not noticing him inside Doyle's chest.

He seemed angry, like someone who could get his hands on him before the words, but remembers he was a very well looked after and kind person. Don't even open your mind around you, leave the fool on the wrong path and other things alone.

Well, since you can't do that, I liked your Highness.

I don't care how bad this guy says I am, I think he's going to say it's his fault that he didn't realize it.

So I dare say this.

- Your Highness has nothing to do with this.

"Become!"

"It's none of your business, Your Highness. All because of my weakness."

"So you are!

"- I will not listen to anyone on this matter. It's all because of my immorality, because I'm sure it's an immature mistake. No matter how many kings they ask themselves, they won't have my past. And those responsibilities are mine, and I deserve them."

Your Highness said in my words I'm not convinced. He looks. Still, he seemed to listen to me until the end, holding my trembling hand hard and waiting for the continuation of my words.

"Your Highness. I'm finally ready. I am prepared to bear the name of Aginis and to face my weakness and stupidity. - And for the sake of those who love me like this, I felt strongly and strongly that they wanted to take the right path that they once expected me to take."

His Highness didn't say anything to my words. He listens to me in silence, staring at me like he's eating in.

"That's why I want to live on my own shoulders, not leave what I owe someone. - - - Once again, to walk with your chest up, on the right path as His Highness wanted it to."

That's what I say and smile. His Highness, who heard my words, seemed to be pondering what to answer. I will wait very long for His Highness's words.

I'd be quite shocked if they told me I didn't need it anymore. But that's what I've been doing. If they say they don't need it, it's until they become people who can tell you they want it. Because I think that means facing yourself in the past.

"Doyle"

"Yes."

"I'll be waiting."

His Royal Highness's hand, who said so with a slightly lonely look, was firmly gripped and turned white.

I'm sure you have a lot to say. The inside must want to scold me and ask me what I've been doing and what I'm going to do.

And yet I honestly think His Highness is amazing at swallowing all the words and telling me to wait.

That's why I want to live up to that tenderness.

"- Wait. I will certainly meet your expectations."

"Don't run away on your own this time. I've been waiting for you."

"Yes."

"I've been waiting for you. Me too... and Claire."

So I was jealous of His Highness's words when he told me not to run away.

Why does His Highness name the princess here!?

"I've still been taken care of by Claire. About one of your letters, drop him over."

"As for the Third Princess..."

"If I take care of all that and let the other women out, I won't have to wait to rust my sword."

His Royal Highness's eyes, who told him so with a voice that made him do a little doss, were serious.

"... people like me don't get along."

"Still, Claire has been saying for a long time that she doesn't like you if it's not you. That's why I only love you so deeply that you don't even listen to the king or me. - - I was so impressed when I carried everything I had to bear. Claire, make yourself as happy as you are."

And I'd say it's not like this, but surely Yarrarel on the day you say that. One younger Princess Claire in the same belly. Her Royal Highness has long cherished, adored. That's what I used to say at an early age: "If you're not the man I admit, Claire can't do it! He used to sign up for duels."

If you confess here, Princess Claire III is Doyle's first love girl. She was a bright, poor girl with dark green eyes on her loosely wavy black hair. She liked Doyle for some reason and wanted to be on her side every once in a while. And while I cherished her like that, I was embarrassed and sinister, and I was often scolded by Her Highness every time.

I want her to be happy.

I'm sure of that, but I don't think I can make him happy. There are many men besides me who deserve a wise and adorable girlfriend, and being a princess, she can be the queen of kings of other nations.

I wonder if I would ever be qualified to stand next to her like that. But that's all I care about Princess Claire, Your Highness, telling me to be happy.

Then I guess there's only one answer I can give.

"My pleasure."

I know the answer His Highness asks for.

But in the end, I had a lot to think about. I couldn't give any more answers.

Still, for once he convinced me that I didn't deny it, His Highness nods somewhere satisfactorily.

"Well, I'll go now............................ Don't make Claire wait too long, Doyle"

"……… refine, Your Highness"

I drowned my head at His Highness, who had just added that. Your Highness took a step forward in wanting to say something to my attitude like that, but stayed close to me without further ado.

Just for one person. That's all the distance between me and Your Highness right now.

This distance, which was not there at an early age, has probably shrunk considerably in one day even this. And in order to stand next to His Highness again, we must lose this distance.

And that's the distance I walk and lose.

Don't let anyone blame you, squarely, from the front.

Your Highness knows that, too, so he must have stopped walking. Because you decided to wait for me forever, even though you thought about this distance.

"Oh. I'll be waiting, Doyle. - Let's go! Gin."

"Ha!"

Drop off with your head hanging as the side servant known as Jin leaves the colloquial room with His Highness. And where I couldn't hear their footsteps, I got up slowly.

"- - Dear Doyle"

I laugh at Balad calling my name worryingly, not worryingly.

"I'm going back to my room, too. Ballad clean up there and then come back."

"Yes!"

Orders Balad, who showed relief in his laughter, to clean up the tea utensils he used. I replied well and started clearing the tea set. I checked with Ballado, and I walked out to the exit of the conversation room.

Walking slowly among many wild horses cracked the effect of skills or people and made their way. It would be the skill of [upstream nobility's elegance] and His Royal Highness's effect to feel some respectful air when he says he's just an upper class student, but I'd like to think that a little bit is due to my actions.

Without anyone interrupting me, I left the conversation room behind. There is no sign of His Highness in the hallway. I felt a little lonely about that fact, but I deserved what I read. I say to myself that it is enough that you told me to wait.

I seem to admire His Highness.

Think back today with all that obvious facts in mind.

The death oath also worked well. I had an unexpected encounter with His Highness, but it also ended in a very happy outcome if I tried to finish it.

And again, I found that I was loved by many. They gave me a chance to start over. Now I'm going to walk away not to step off the road.

Besides, the goal of standing next to His Royal Highness again was achieved. Something about Claire. There are many things that need to be done and things that need to be considered.

Starting tomorrow, I'll be busy.

There are no signs of people on the road to the dorm where they walk alone. We have an hour before the freshman's time limit. It will be a little further before this hallway becomes noisy.

I was busy and happy in the days ahead, thinking that there was no other love.