Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Clearly spoken words of rejection echo in the room with trembling voices that can be seen to have pushed and killed various emotions. I naturally thought I'd be happy to respond to Lute's thoughts. I felt like I had been hit in the head with a gunshot.

For the second time today, I'm confused and confused. It was hard for me to understand why Lute wouldn't go.

............... what are you talking about this guy?

I swallowed my emotions to indulge in something, staring seriously at Lute's face.

Don't hide your disgust for me, but if you say "go" for Serejaira, I know. But I didn't really understand what Lute was thinking about choosing not to "go" to a habit where Selejaira was caught and understood to be a contested situation for a moment.

"What are you talking about, Lute!? Selejayla got caught!?

"Hey! Are you serious about that!!?

"I'm not going. You guys haven't said anything stupid either. Finish the assignment."

"Why, Lute!

The voice of Lute, who told him so contrary to the breathtaking women, was a quiet one. But the look makes the clenched fist feel Lute's fierceness in his pale voice and back. To the habit on my face that says I want to rush right now, I don't understand what Lute thought and made that choice when he said "I'm not going" and I look at Lute and ask him that.

I tried to calm down, but my voice from my throat was as low as crawling through the earth.

"Why or nothing, I won't go if I tell you I'm not going. I lent him my head. You're not selling oil here either, why don't you just go, Aginis?"

"Lute!? You, and you said," Rita! Now shut the fuck up!

irritated by Lute's words like thrusting away. I tried to grasp the chest barn without thinking of Lute's too much words, but I was on the brink of Rita, who raised her voice faster than I could move.

Rita, on the other hand, had been stopped by Waldo. If you just check with your gaze, there's a pluha with his mouth blocked in his other hand, and Waldo took the two women to the corner of the room after glancing at Lute and silently glancing at me.

You're a really good friend.

I wonder if there is a verse that comes to mind in Lute's current words and deeds, or if that's what Waldo looks like with a deep eye for meaning.

Lute wants to go rescue Serejaira. Anyone can tell that by the look on his face. But there is some reason to deny such emotions and make them stomp. And Waldo seemed to want me to know why.

I don't care if they say... It's not such a long time.

You show Waldo the attitude you just told me to do something about it, and he offends me in the heart. The profound gaze seemed to expect me to do something about Lute. Leaving it to me means that they think I can do it, and I'm glad they appreciate it quite a bit while I reverse it, but it's a little depressing now.

But don't change what you want to hold Lute's hand. Starting to calm down in the opposite direction to the shocking developments, I observe Lute again to determine if I can attack in the time I have left.

I'm in a hurry to rescue Claire. I'm pretty sure I misjudged what Lute was holding. Perhaps the impact of the intransigence between me and Lute was greater and more serious than I could have imagined.

Given Lute's character and ability in middle school in the first place, it was ridiculous at a time when he had challenged me to an equestrian battle. Even then, I didn't feel like a lute. Why did you forget about it?

What's making Lute hesitate?

Before I remember my previous life about the entrance ceremony, during the equestrian battle, Dear Gray, this time Claire. Something's wrong with Lute when he's involved. Sighing internally at the fact that I've only seen Lute with cloudy eyes, such as pride, anger and agitation, I consider Lute's mood again.

However, even Master Grey, who had a long relationship, said that it was not easy to tell, but there was no reason to know how Lute felt about not having a busy relationship and being stubborn if his identity and circumstances were different. I gave up thinking with my head early.

In the first place, it's not something you can tell by thinking about other people's feelings. That's what Master Gray said. You try to think about the behavioral psychology of others from one to ten, so you missee what's at stake. Sometimes it would be necessary to try to bump into him directly.

"- You're giving up on Serejayla, aren't you?

"Ha."

"This is a great opportunity. So you're not going, are you? Well? I've already heard what I want to hear, so I'm done for, and I'm not gonna say anything if you're gonna give up. Do as you please."

"Huh!"

Unfortunately, I don't have time to explore my mind carefully, so I deliberately ask Lute to provoke me. There's room for negotiation if you're going to let me know the truth on a cheap provocation, but if this doesn't work, I'll give up Lute. Sorry for Waldo for entrusting my friend to me, but I don't have time to gently untie Lute's grid and defuse him. The lack of force is troubling, but if they cross the border, it's the end of a roll. Show everyone a good face and I'm not willing to lose anything that matters.

"I thank you for lending me your head. The information on the Marquis son was also meaningful. Thank you. - - It's hard to understand why you shake a thousand odds on a stick, but I don't force you because I guess there's a reason for it. I thought you'd come, but my thoughts were just sweet. Well? Because fighting the marquis' private soldiers in other countries is extremely dangerous. It's natural to be scared. I'm not sure I can say I'll protect you, and I don't blame you for your choice."

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ You guys have a family name, no, Your Highness Gray will protect you, but not the four of us! I can't risk that!

Taunt, let them laugh and wait for their reaction. And think quickly about the meaning of Lute's words that shouted at my words like that.

Indeed, going to rescue Claire and the others would break the rules of the ban on going out. Since unauthorized overnight stays are subject to expulsion by one shot for half-life reasons, when rescue fails and you return with your bare hands, you are likely to be subject to expulsion. The Sturp family is a famous family, but they have no aristocracy, so there is no turning around. The same goes for the other three. If you fail, you will be assured of expulsion. That would put an end to his life and the fate of the Sturp family.

But right now, it's not something I hesitate to do at that level of risk. Lute will also be aware of that. So what's Lute really afraid of?

"... Regardless, I will take you out on this one, so I will do my best to avoid the worst punishment."

"You can't trust words like that!? Even His Highness Grey doesn't think of me very well! If you lose everything in such a sweet way, it's their future!

I didn't think Lute was frightened by the risk of dropping out, but there's nothing else I can do, so for once, Lute yells at me like that if I tell him what I think. Lute, who shouted in a frustrating caged voice, had a sad look on his back that seemed to cry even now.

I quietly think about the meaning of the word I was told, the meaning of that expression.

Even though he was stuck in a hurry, Lute should have had a chance at an equestrian battle. That beat me looking down in that way and made Master Gray's heart certificate worse. It's a failure that has made the road with Serejaira more harsh on its own in a hurry. Besides, this case has involved a friend. I guess myself, of course, the risk of going down on them when they fail is going through my head and letting them step on two feet.

Lute is now at risk when he fails with his beloved girlfriend, and the fear of putting that risk on his friends. It's shaking in that narrow space.

No, that's not all. The lute...,

"I'm not allowed to fail anymore! If they chase me to this school, I can't even face my parents! If that happens, that's what I can't hope for a future with Serejaira!

- - Similar to me.

I banged my fist at my desk and finally understood all the reasons I hesitated to Lute, who shouted so. And as I am caught, I remember the days I have had so far.

When I was young, I was taught and led by my father and grandfather, and I didn't doubt that one day I would inherit the same [Spear Brave] name as them. The thought remained the same after meeting Master Gray and Claire, but rather became stronger. I've been trying to support this clumsy, self-serving childhood on my side for a long time. And he said that one day he would make love to Claire, who admires me as his destiny counterpart, and live as the Duke of Aginis.

The expectations around me and the love I could be directed at were warm, and they were there for the rest of my life and I believed that one day I would be on the side of protecting them. The environment, the people around them, the future shown, was above all important. So unlike the average kid, I've never questioned the dawn of my workouts. I felt a lot of hard regret, but I thought it was a natural effort.

But when I found out I couldn't be [Spear Brave], all the assumptions broke in me. Because I thought the environment and the people around me were supposed to be [Spear Brave]. I couldn't imagine a bright future on other paths.

So I despaired of the irrationality that I couldn't overshadow no matter how I scratched it, and I got scared the next moment. Um, losing a warm place was just horrible.

............... Same goes for this guy.

Though there are various differences, even Lute, born in the Sturp family, would not have doubted his bright future. And as you can imagine, Lute worked hard in the middle, was recognized, and met Serejaira. And naturally, I graduated from the High School and dreamed of a future where I would build a happy family with my beloved girlfriend one day.

And it was overshadowed by me with a great deal of character and name [inheritance of the Duke of Aginis family]. Lute nevertheless tried to accumulate strength and resist the irrationality of his' identity ', which could not be helped by a scratch, that he would be caught crystallizing his efforts with one family name and would be seen by the Marquis son of Edel. And that should have been possible.

Unless I recall my previous life and am determined to start over.

Now Lute, like me back in the day, is too adamant to fear losing his place. On the path of 'Graduating from school and becoming a nobleman', which I originally intended to walk on. Try believing you can resist it, and don't lose anything more so that you don't overlap any more failures for what you've failed. You are stubborn and obsessed with taking your original path. So much so that I'm not aware of the situation around me or the current situation that I'm losing the one I want to cherish the most.

That's why you're denying from your head another path to rescuing Serejayla with me and getting her with that feat.

Just like I stuck to the spear and rejected the future of holding Esperda.

- If you choose that path, all you have to do is fall.

You can't deny the possibility and stick to a less hopeful path frightened by fear. It doesn't change anything if you're scared, or if you're scared. That's fine at first. It's easier. But the world is changing from moment to moment. The environment, the situation, the people around us and, of course, the future.

It's terribly easy to make 'no different' choices by citing various excuses, but in a changing world, the unchanging self twitches and strangles itself. And there's nothing we can do about it.

If you can't change, the future you want will not come.

Lute's position and circumstances are completely different from mine. Where Lute followed the same path as me, he wouldn't have been targeted for his life or chased home. But you're going to lose the person you care about the most. Sometimes I can't help in a situation, and if I did, the fact that I didn't come with you would create a deep ditch between us.

And I don't want any more glory than I do now. You won't even crush it, but Marquis Bloom is not so heartless to his own family as to shut up about the man who abandoned his daughter to grab the glory.

I had a clip called 'Remembering Previous Life'. Then the cut of the lute is - -,

"So?"

Think that far and ask Lute with a cold voice who screamed with emotion. [Intimidation] If I tried to give it back to Lute in the guise of being emotionless while using it, I felt signs of breathtaking.

I look at the signs and ask Lute, who bit his lip off a lot instead of breathing, as I intensified [intimidation] to hunt down Lute even more.

"So, what. That's a natural disadvantage, right? You, who have no title and are no better at equestrianism than I am, wanted the Marquise without knowing it. Can't even risk that much, you think I love her? This is ridiculous! I love her so much more than the Marquis son of Adele who kidnapped me but is trying to get it! If they love you so much, even the outgoing Selejaira could easily be overwhelmed by the Marquis!!

"No! She said she'd pick me even if she was going to throw everything away! Don't insult Serejaira!

"- - Then! You too. Give me a belly drop!

Not to lighten the lute that came towards my words, screaming to grasp the chest barn.

At the same time, I thought this guy was still okay. Unlike me, who couldn't believe anyone and couldn't grab the hand they reached out to, Lute believes in Serejaira at least.

Then you just need someone to push your back so you can grab that hand. That way, Lute won't go any further down the road.

Whatever the difference is, make someone make the same mistake as me because of me, and so on. I spinned words to hunt down Lute, stroking my chest down to an atmosphere that still seemed to pull me back.

"I'm not making a mess of excuses, get ready now! You like her, don't you? You wanted to get it in everything, didn't you? So you knew you were going to buy Master Gray's misfortune and you sold him to me in a fight! If you're about to butt in once you've failed, give it up! That's for her!

"Huh!"

Unlike earlier while biting my lips off, I think that's another push on Lute staring at me giggly. Either way, I can't afford to spend any more time on this guy. The sunset has already begun to set and the sky is stained red. I'm going to stay up for the night in earnest, and if I can multiply the darkness and cross the border, I'm done.

That's what I decided. I'm going into the last push. Almost an hour has passed since Balad and I broke up. I went out with him this far. If this happens, even if it's a little rough treatment, I need to push this guy's back with the momentum to plunge him off and get him to work fully.

- I'm telling you, Serejaira doesn't cover herself.

"Become!?

"Of course not? I don't know the size of the target, and there's no Master Gray or Jin. There is an overwhelming lack of power. There's no way we're going to let Lutze and the others fight the Marquis' private soldiers for anything. It's too dangerous. I originally asked them to move, and I plan on bumping into them alone. Under the circumstances, Serejaira can't either. Let me abandon you. - - I regret it, but that's my limit. I'm immature, and it's all just a dream story."

Grab the chest barn and tell the forcibly gazed lute pale to separate words once. I'm not willing to abandon it unless things are too bad for me, but I'm just about right now. Serejayla will never be able to help without Lute, I have to make you think.

"Protecting everything is impossible for us right now. So you have to make a choice. It's Claire I choose. I don't want to give her to another man. That's why I'm going. If we fail to rescue him, it is well understood that we will cause trouble to Balad and Lutze and the others. Still, I'll take them. If I don't, I can't help Claire. You can resent them or their families. Still, I want to go help Claire! She, Claire, is my fiancée. Protecting her is not another man! This is me!!

I'll open my eyes and see this one. I won't wait for Lute's words, but I'll drag him, drink his spit, and carry him to the three of us who were watching over us. And throw the lute away in front of Waldo with a strange look on his face and two women with suspicious behavior.

"Choose! Lute Sturp! Give up Serejaira's life, or go help her with me! If you give up, I'll lock you up here until we get out of school! But if you want to go with me..."

"" Yes, if you mean?

Ask Lute softly in a playful move, conscious of [the elegance of an upstream aristocrat]. If I cut the end to make sense, the two women have dyed their cheeks a little to encourage them to continue, so I show them a cold smile and then drop my gaze on Lute looking up at me with his buttcake on the floor.

"Whatever it takes, swear to protect Serejayla! If you only have a back shield to the extent of a horse's famous house, and you wish to obtain a marquis maiden who serves as a princess's maid, you are not going to talk about it if you are not ready to do so! - More importantly, you must be a woman in love!? Don't leave it to others, throw everything away, but show them the temper to defend it with your own hands!

If you can't make up your mind to say so much, this guy cuts it off. I've done enough cutting to step out. There's no way this guy in a more blessed situation than me can get over it. Neither did I, but I think of it as a habit of not acting in the first place, so it fits into a crucible. Sometimes hungry ghosts can run like hungry ghosts before you think about it.

I know it seems that way because I've been through a lot, but I don't give Lute time to think about it. I think it's a lot to give the big guy time. I bought words into selling words, so much so that I said them out of momentum.

"Answer me! Lute Sturp!

"~ ~ ~ ~ Go! I guess I should go!? I won't let Serejaira die! I'll protect her!!

"Then let's go! Stand up!"

Biscuit poked his finger at him. When he asked for his readiness one last time, Lute shouted so in a damned mood. Restart the operation by adding a new force that I thought would make me go through the trouble while at last relieving Lute of his readiness.

Then, so as not to give Lute time to rethink or anything, he gets up without grasping his arm and moves on to the next action.

Dyed his cheeks and stroked his chest down, he gave the triplets a look and said to Waldo and the others standing up, "Come on, you guys!" I shouted and ran out of Lute's arms.