Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

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Proceed through the hedge, which is taller than your own, guided by a voice that does not sound. A hedge with white flowers blocks my sight, but there's no such thing as obstruction.

- - This way.

'Cause look. If you think of a loved one, a voice that doesn't sound will lead you "over here".

If you proceed through the gap in the hedge while being guided by your voice, you will hear gradually and clearly the voice that was humbling. This is proof that we are approaching Master Doyle!

"Princess! I heard Master Doyle is working out for Master Alan today!?

"- No. Master Doyle is here!

"Princess Claire!

At the end of your learning time, a guard knight following me, who popped up at a glance, screams behind you about Mr. Doyle's plans for today. After I look back and tell such an escort knight, I make sure he's following me, and I turn around and proceed with my voice.

For a big body, I thoroughly think of the escort knight who follows me desperately as I struggle with the hedge, but if I sprinkle him, Master Doyle scolds me.

I hope so, but he's kind.

I sprinkle too many escort knights heading for the first glance at Master Doyle, and if I remember when Master Doyle scolded me, I would have zero natural grin.

He's still not interested in romantic matters, and I find it obvious that he can't help me, but he's still a kind person who guides and scolds me. Although you don't mind being aggressive, you've never been treated in a mess.

Occasionally, visiting Master Doyle, who works in training, would rather recommend the shade, or cut it up and send it to me early. To such insignificant Doyle compassion, I admire you more and more, but if you point out, you say "naturally if you're a man" and it's a dance.

.................. those who can't get along.

But I can't do that!

I think of Lady Doyle, who is not bare but gentle, and makes her chest squeal. I believe that one day Master Doyle will call my name and give me a hug.

At that time, Master Doyle will also hear [Goddess of Love], as I do now.

- Your destiny is right there.

I think of Master Doyle in a voice that resonates clearly with my head.

Master Doyle, whom I admire, is the one who never shows people his efforts, so I'm sure you'll still be secretly waving your spear somewhere out of sight today. Your brother often refers to Master Doyle as' dressed as a strength ', but Claire doesn't think so.

Because Master Doyle is the nicest thing about my destiny in the world, more beautiful than anyone, cooler than anyone, smarter than anyone, stronger than anyone, and gentler than anyone else!

Proceed with a gentle feeling softly in your chest, descending every time you think of someone nicer than anyone else.

And if you follow your voice and slip through the gap in the hedge while exalting your mood even more to the plump sweet scent emitted by the hedgehog flowers with multiple overlapping petals, see.

"Dear Doyle!

"- - - Claire"

A loved one turns around more than anyone and calls me by name in those eyes.

It's a memory of a very, very happy, distant day. Back then, just because Master Doyle was there, my chest rang and the world looked radiant. I couldn't wait to be happy with purple eyes pointed at me and just being called by my name.

But those happy days don't last long.

As I grew older, I gradually lost sight of you, and if I noticed, people around me stopped saying even that name. And Master Doyle himself has turned his back on me and your brother and gone far.

"Dear………… Claire"

"- It's okay. Serejayla."

In a tiny beautiful tent, I hold the hand of Serejaira, who calls my name with a slightly trembling voice from anxiety, and I tell her so. And you face a man, who stretches out his spine and is on edge with the Marquis of Edelstein, who has come with his chest stretched.

I will not be afraid of anxiety. I am Claire von Majesta, Third Princess of Majesta Country. To this extent, I am not educated to cry. Even if you put the kidnapper in front of you, I'll smile softly like a queen.

"Princess Claire is right. Marquise Bloom. We will safely send you to your country, even if you are not disturbed."

"Then give me the one who uses it now. If you let me out now, I'll pick you up from the king's capital before nightfall. It's painful to bother your hands on purpose."

"That care is useless, Princess Claire. We have been commanded by certain noble men to send you both safely to our country, Edelstein. You don't have to feel distressed. Please, relax and forgive me."

"- Are you noble?"

"Yes. We look forward to the safe arrival of both of you."

Until then, the man, speaking pale, alternately compares me to Serejayla when he tells me so, mouths up and laughs. I have a nasty grin and a force cages in Serejaira's hand at the man who sees us. If you're a regular courtier, it's not a funny situation to mess up and cry out, but it's a boulder, my lady. Unlike the spoiled and raised maids around there.

I smile to reassure Serejayla, who can desperately push her anxiety into it.

With a smile on my face, Serejayla gave me a look that seemed uninteresting while slightly removing the power of her hand. He is an evil hobbyist such as wanting to amuse a woman frightened by anxiety.

He was attacked on his way home, separated from the knights and brought to this spot for a few hours. The outside is completely closed in the dark and the moon shines cold.

"Some noble people", as you call it in front of you, would mean His Royal Highness the King of Edelstein and the Marquis. Such outrage when he said he refused so clearly. These are the men who are not in front of you and are very different from Master Doyle in obedience.

I'm telling you, we will never set foot in Adele.

I look to a man who is not worthy of comparing to Master Doyle, and I say so clearly. Be clear with perseverance, as taught by your mothers and your concubines. They say it's the basics when you turn down a persistent man. Never show a sweet face or kindness.

At the same time that a man makes his expression rude to my attitude like that, Serejaira shook my hand again, so I lay him softly on top of his gripped hand and his opposite hand. And I laughed at the man small.

"Huh!"

Look straight at the man who holds his fist and endures something. I blush and stare at how uninteresting my attitude is, but whatever attitude the man in front of me takes, I will not be disturbed.

It's no match for strength, but this man won't hurt us where he's taken it. It's the man in front of us who jumps his neck if we need anything more than some noble people want.

Besides, most importantly, these people are making a big mistake.

They seem to believe that this kidnapping is going to work, but that can't happen. 'Cause, look.

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What [Goddess of Love] hears.

That voice I started hearing earlier, it wasn't directed at me. Then who is the goddess speaking to? You don't have to think about it.

So you don't have to be afraid of anything. Promises exchanged with paper rose ornaments on the chest will not be broken. I'm sure Master Doyle will pick you up.

"My destiny is not in Edel, but here in Majesta. And, of course, the fate of Selejaira. So stepping into Edelstein in the way your husbands want is not going to last forever."

…………

"Yes, please tell that one too"

Smile with joy gushing in your chest and stroke a brooch of paper roses decorating the chest of your dress. At the same time as the man in front of me breathes into me like that, a man whistles and stands as he watches at the entrance to the tent.

"- Soon, I'll be picking you up. Shouldn't you be ready to go home?

"Tell you what, princess! You don't hate strong women, do you?

"Thank you"

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The man who answered my words with pleasure said he was a mercenary hired by the men. If I smiled and thanked him for smiling and laughing at Ice Blue's eyes narrowly and pleasantly, Adele's man was grumbled so abominably with such expressions as difficult to understand.

"Oh? It's the stone of the story that the prince comes to help the captured princess."

"Crap. That's what he wanted! You just have to come to Edel!

If you lean your neck deliberately and say it out in such a way as to be natural, the man in front of you will finally make his voice absurd. As he shook Serejaira's hand back at the voice, which stretched him terribly, the man flipped his blue hair together and said, "Unpleasant!" I was abandoned and left the tent. That's unlikely to be true for a woman.

"Hey, princess."

"What is it?

"They seem to have been quite prepared with that, and they're bringing in quite a few magicians who can use it. In fact, I've never been found by any of these people in this country in the last few months. Not us, not this place. Still, does the princess tell you she'll pick you up?

If I dropped him off with that rating on the man who pissed off his shoulder and left, that's what the hired mercenary said as he stared quietly at me. If you are hired with money, it is the mercenary's job to work for your employer. I wasn't willing to accuse anyone of living the job for food, etc., so I stare back into the caged ice blue eyes of my expectations somewhere in there and smile.

- There you are.

"............... is that guy strong?

"Majesty One, no, he's the nicest person in the world. You're not even close!

"Ha ha ha ha! You're out big, princess!

If you answer the questions asked with your chest open, the mercenary will be told that he is going to shake his body.

"It's true."

- Well, I'm looking forward to it.

I answer that with confidence too, to a mercenary who laughs funny. If I told him intentionally with a twisted attitude, the mercenary left the tent with a big axe blade Hulbert when he licked his lips like that.

"............... will you be picking me up?

- Fate is here to pick you up.

After I dropped the men off, it was almost at the same time that Serejayla squeaked so much in the quiet tent and the goddess spoke to me.

"It's okay."

The heartbeat is quickened by the words of the goddess. I deepen my grin at the voice of a clearly audible goddess as I feel my chest rattle even though this is the situation.

And I tell Serejaira, who groaned with a voice that seeped anxiety.

You're not the one who broke his promise.

"... but"

"Don't worry about it. ――――――

Because there you are already.

Given the possibility that the conversation in the tent is being heard, tell Serejaira so with just the movement of her lips.

If she did receive a sound free word and smiled at Serejayla with her eyes rounded and pointed at her feet, she immediately switched to something with a surprised look on her face and gave her an easy run through the hem of my dress with a sewing box for her phone that she had just taken out of somewhere to understand. Then also the hem of your own dress.

And silently finished preparing for our escape, we hold hands and wait quietly for that moment as we gaze at the entrance to the tent.

- Dear Doyle.

I think of Mr. Doyle, who I saw at your brother's entrance ceremony, stroking the paper rose on his chest with his other hand. You've grown much more tall than when we were together.

I'm the only one who got jealous of your father that day, staring straight into his purple eyes.

- - Come quickly, please.

And I want you to show me in those eyes like when I was a little girl, and call me by my name.

Because that's all I can be the happiest girl in the world.

A prince on a white horse hugs me forcefully, thinking of the sweet and gentle scent of white flowers in my memory and the appearance of a loved one and honking my chest, a story soon afterwards.