Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

'- - I, in celebrating this day, thought. Give me the meaning of the admission ceremony taking place with the mitzvah, the meaning of naming Aginis's last name, and the life I've had and the life I'll have. And finally, I'm ready. Scattered by the weight of its name, it may be too late for me, but I was finally ready to live on my back. [Grandson of the Fiery Spear Brave], [Son of the Fiery Spear Brave], [Son of the Virgin] and [Duke of Aginis Inheritance] are ready to live in the name of, finally, me too'

What the hell is that?

No, I didn't ask.

I didn't ask you, Doyle!

A hot feeling that I haven't felt in the last few years strikes me when I say I'm in the middle of an admissions ceremony. I even feel it stained bright red in front of me because of my chi. When I was young, I used to feel it when I was with Claire and Doyle, angry emotions. I remember bellying and often scolding Doyle, who honestly wouldn't accept it, with so much Claire thinking about it.

But without knowing my anger or anything like that, Doyle, who had finished his oath, came back to his seat with a cool face. The last time he saw the figure, what was the graduation ceremony in the middle part. Doyle dramatically altered the air surrounding him, walking in a limp manner without leaning down. I thought the air that overwhelms others is very similar to that of my father and mother. The air of those who are prepared, who have decided to live with heavy things on their backs. The air that attracts the beholder, shown from time to time by the brave and the old generals.

My eyes met on the way when I couldn't help but take my eyes off such an air-containing doyle. But Doyle turned away naturally, not showing any reaction, and sat down in his seat.

I felt boiling anger gush over Doyle's attitude like that. If this isn't an entrance ceremony, I want to go to him right now, yell at him, and question him until he hears.

He stretches his back straight and stares at the guy who just keeps looking forward if he's not in his eyes, such as around him, showing upset at Doyle's change.

Hey, remember that later!

I waited for the entrance ceremony to end, maligning Doyle as I used to in my heart.

About me, for Gray von Majesta, the boy who says Doyle von Aginis is a future upcoming boy, a lovely cute Claire hateful fiancée, and the only childhood tame he's ever been willing to.

At a young age, my sweet Claire couldn't get stuck chasing all the doyles and said, "If you're not the man I admit, Claire can't do it!," he said, applying to Doyle for a duel.

After all, I couldn't beat Doyle once back then.

While I regret that, I thought I could do the precious Claire if she deliberately disturbed Claire when I was upset with Claire, who was comfortable with his clumsiness and admired me rather than hating me for getting a short temper right away, trying to get me into that circle too.

My short temper was a little problematic at the time, and the people around me were impatient with me on various occasions to keep me short tempered. In shame. Now I pass by [a gentle and gentle prince].

It was just that recoil, and I think it hit Doyle hard. As soon as there was something, he was yelling, hands on. But instead of telling me that, Doyle laughed at me, 'That's how he sounds more like Gray yelling at me,' he said.

I was relieved by Doyle's attitude. I was saved for tolerating the original Gray, not the Prince's Gray. So I thought Doyle would be nice.

You can always meet Claire if you want to marry Doyle, who will be my sidekick.

And yet one day, Doyle was off the road. He began to wear his identity on a kasaa and to behave in a tyrannical manner. At first, I still tried, but I was disappointed by Doyle, who didn't have the ear to listen, and I stopped getting involved.

But even then, when I started to distance myself from Doyle, Claire admired Doyle. My mother and father stopped following me by convincing me, but still didn't ask me that my fiancée was only Doyle.

In the matter, it was a matter of contention and the king himself was placed under house arrest.

Still, Claire's feelings didn't change. On the contrary, he said, "If you're going to marry anyone but Master Doyle, I'm going to die! He also said."

Later, Claire tried to jump off the balcony. Both me and the king broke, and the engagement continued for now. What to do in the future was put on hold.

In the end I was sweet on Doyle, maybe I was just running away.

I was afraid to find out why Doyle had changed, which was horrible, and I might have been trying to protect my mind by distancing myself from Doyle.

Like Claire, I couldn't believe Doyle.

So I couldn't notice Doyle suffering from Aginis' name. Doyle was suffering from Majesta's name when he said he saved me. How impudent that you can't even notice the agony of just one childhood tame.

Still, if you'd just said a word, you'd have helped.

"- Dear, - Brother, Brother! How long have you been stunned?! We're here, please hold on!!

Return to me, ha-ha, to the voice of my lovely Claire. At some point, they were in the Aginis' holding room. That said, the Aginis family, which is the Duke's house, and the Royal Palace are not far apart.

"Come on! Quickly, please open the door. Brother!

Claire looks happy to laugh with an adorable face dyeing her white cheeks a light peach color and pushing her delightful color forward. Well, it's been the first time I've seen Doyle face to face in years since my mother and father banned me from contact. He looks like he said he couldn't help but be happy. I haven't seen such a happy Claire in years, either. I think this is how you laughed when you were with Doyle. And at the same time, my chest ached that we were the ones taking this smile away.

My father and mother felt the same way, and I saw a delightful look on Claire's face.

"I need to talk to the Aginis family. Open it."

If you order a soldier to, after looking at me with an unspeakable look, you're shifting your eyes to Claire and giving her an even more complex look.

"What's up? Open it quickly. Or is Aginis saying something to you?

Ask that to the two soldiers who don't seem to want to open the door, "- No. It's nothing. I will open it immediately," he told the Aginis family of our visit. And he exchanged two or three words with the Aginis, slowly opening the two doors wide.

And the family order guides me to dive the door.

I mean, why is Aginis' family order here?

A family order is one that turns into a husband and protects his home while his husband is away. No matter how many grandchildren say they will rise to the high ministry, if their husband, the Aginis, will vacate the house, they should be at the Aginis.

Surprised that there was a decree that wasn't supposed to be there, well, I concluded that the Aginis would be forced to bring them in even if they didn't like them in person, and went into the room.

I walk thinking about what to say to Doyle, who hasn't exchanged words in a long time. And he drooled his head and met us face to face with the Aginis.

"Raise your face."

Faces of the Aginis family raise their faces to the words of their father. However, there is no such thing as he wanted in it, and finally there is no such thing as Doyle's side service, Lord Serena has a sobbing face, and Lord Alan and the maid have dyed their eyes red as well.

"- Where is Master Doyle?

Claire, who felt strange about the Aginis family of unusual air, asks where Doyle is with a slightly trembling voice.

- Doyle didn't come here.

"Didn't you come?

An unpleasant possibility surfaced in the words of Lord Alan, who told him with a lonely, delightful look. Claire already looks like she's about to cry when she concludes the same as me.

"Doyle didn't come here because she had broken up."

"You think we're done breaking up?

Lord Serena, who said so in a trembling voice, cried out when she said herself and said "... Doyle" again. And that's when the maid and Lord Alan said, "Master Doyle was made an adult. Lady Doyle will be saddened if she doesn't rejoice in her growth." "Yes, Serena. Doyle's bound to go home, too, so I thought you said to laugh and wait." I hope so.

"With all due respect, I would like to explain to your husband and wife on your behalf"

"Please."

In order to accommodate this occasion, which has become an unusual atmosphere, the family decree has come to this side, so I ask for an explanation. Claire puts tears in both eyes and looks at the decree.

"Now, let me explain as I override you. As you can see, Master Doyle was not in this room. And my grandson, who serves as Doyle's sidekick, also conveyed the message from Doyle that he was already in the dorm."

"With words?

"Yes. 'The next time I see you, I promised you I'd be a man worthy of Aginis' name, so I'm not going to see you. So, please be well. Doyle will necessarily return to the land of Aginis, so laugh and wait until that day. Love Yourself '. So I apologize for taking your corner leg, but Master Doyle is not here."

"Oh no! Master Doyle"

".................. Claire"

Claire finally cried when she heard Doyle say it. And my mother is graciously holding and comforting Claire like that.

Apparently, we were watching Doyle's resolve sweetly. I guess I'm not overwhelmingly determined not to come and see you as sworn, even though I won't be exchanging words for the next three years and maybe this will be a lifetime goodbye.

High school classes include lodging in the Devil's Forest and an expedition to the fort. There is absolutely no such thing as saying that the school side is fully equipped. A couple of people die in a few years, and sometimes they are raided by another country during an expedition to the fort.

Doyle is serious about starting over.

I'm trying to do everything in my power to make the wrong path for once.

"Father. I'm going to the dorm, too. If you miss now, no one will interrupt you and you won't have a chance to talk to Doyle."

"............... right. Masterful."

"Yes, Father, please love yourself."

"Uhm."

I broke up briefly with my father and headed to my mother.

"Mother."

"- Gray. You're already going."

"Yes, because I need to talk to Doyle"

"I get it. Watch your body and encourage it."

"Yes, please love your mother."

You stroke your head with your empty hands. My mother and I also exchange farewell words, and I still approach Claire, who cries with my mother's breasts.

"Claire."

"............... brother. How could Master Doyle have gone? Don't you want to look at me so much?

"That's not true. Doyle cared about you."

"... then why"

"Claire. He's really trying to start over right now. I'm trying to do my best to make it right. You know what I mean?"

"... Yes"

"Then wait for him. As I have done before. That's all I've said, and I'll be back soon to pick up Claire."

I'll say that while I wipe Claire's tears away from her puffiness and tears.

"On the contrary, will you come, please?

"Oh!"

"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"

"Oh, and I'll tell you to write to me."

"Thank you.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Claire will be here in a year."

"Thank you. Claire's fine."

"Yes."

I hug Claire for crying or some young way of talking. Unlike me, she has a strong heart. You'll be able to wait for Doyle just like before.

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I prayed to my father where I had decided on my own to treat Doyle when I waved Claire, and I left.

On the way, he shows his face to the newly-sided gin. Then I told him about Doyle and told him I was headed to the dorm and he said he would come with me, so I went to the dorm to apologize to Jin's family.

"Your Highness Gray. Who is Master Doyle?

"You've heard rumors about him, haven't you?

"It's not a rumor, I want to know what Doyle looks like to Lady Gray and Lady Claire. I've just heard rumors and never talked about them, but as far as Claire is concerned and what she looks like today, I don't think she's as rumored."

I like Ginn, who has an honest heart that can not be confused by rumors and still believe in straight sexual roots trying to see the truth.

Ginn's father, with countenance, is one of our nation's leading spear figures entrusted with the task of captaining the Spear Squad. And his son, Jin, also has great spear skills, and in the shadows, it is rumored that Jin, not Doyle, is the next generation of spear braves.

I don't know how to brave a spear with a gin that pierces a humble posture without pride.

"He was just as rumored. So far, Doyle."

"Huh!?

But if you can scold Jin like Doyle, you absolutely can't. And [a gentle and gentle prince], I have never in my life stood in line with Doyle to respect and admire me.

In many ways, a boy named Doyle is special to me, too.

Well, I don't hate gin either. Rather, he thinks it should be easy to handle. It's easy to understand, this guy.

"You, what did you think when you saw Doyle today?

Jin's assessment of Doyle, who said it wasn't like rumors, made me want to know.

"............... boulder, I thought you were the son of [the brave man of thunder spears] and [the Virgin]. There were only words of admiration: prayer in love, Rin's appearance, a caged smile of mercy, eyes that looked firmly ahead, powerful words with strong determination and readiness. I know exactly what you think Claire meant."

"Right."

To be honest, I'm guessing the people around us are trying to put this gin in Doyle's position. Let Jin inherit the next spear brave man, make him my sideline and make Claire my wife. Those who cut Doyle off are willing to let Jin succeed Doyle. And until a while ago, I thought that was the best.

So I also left Gin and I alone to make Claire change her mind, but in the end Claire's mind didn't change, and on the contrary, it was the end when Gin was impressed by Claire's feelings for Doyle.

I held my head for real then, but now I'm glad Jin didn't fall in love with Claire poorly.

"Until now Doyle has been a guy who must have been a rumor, but what he looks like today is what he is, my childhood tame, the essence of the man Claire fell in love with"

"Then Master Doyle is a strong, beautiful, loving, gentle, very nice man."

"No, Doyle is a fool who wants to dress up as a strong, dumb, weak-sounding fool"

"Huh!?

"What are you surprised about? Let's go."

"Ah, yes. - - 'Cause now, Master Gray, I hear very hard words right now, and no, I can't believe that gentle Master Gray curses people...... But now it does sound like a fool or something...?

"Hurry, Jin!

"Yes!

Hurry Jin, who was leaning his neck against my words, and he'll rush after me. As always, he's like a dog.

Jin doesn't seem convinced yet, but it would be about time Jin knew what I was like. Either way, I'm not sure I can stay calm looking at Doyle's face. I have trouble getting upset with words to that extent. Maybe after this encounter with Doyle, the image of [a gentle, gentle prince] will collapse, but well. It's not the image I originally put on myself, and if Doyle comes back, it's the image I can't maintain.

There's Gin and Doyle next to me and Claire on Doyle's side.

I'm sure you'll be able to see it soon, think of such a happy future prediction map.

And I nodded my tongue so that I didn't look like Jin.

For Claire's sake, never let him get away with it!

Next time I try to escape on my own, I'll give you an immediate temper.

So wash your neck and wait, Doyle!