Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Spring is over, a short while before summer arrives.

Strike the woods without the constant pouring of rain over the days. With beautiful flowers blooming and spring singing, the forest grows vigorously wearing green and blue to endure fruitful autumn and cold winter after a long rainy season.

The rain of the current summer season, which falls for about a month, is a rain of grace for us who live with the woods.

It's a small village in the woods with no entertainment or anything, but grows grain in cultivated fields, hunts and gets meat. The only source of income for a self-sufficient village is the various medicines made by the villagers.

Native herb collection and the care of herbs grown throughout the village are dedicated to children's play.

If you bring the herbs back to the village, your father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, and village adults will crush the herbs, powder them, extract them, and combine them to create a variety of potent medicines.

Born in such a village, it was very natural for me and Sana to be interested in making medicines. Though it was like a village rite of passage for a child to make medicine as a young child, happiness or misfortune meant that Sana and I had a gift for making medicine.

Every time I recreated the pills I taught, every time I improved the village pills, the adults complimented me and Sana.

Parents and grandparents, village elders, neighborhood aunts and admiring sisters. I'm glad the people I love compliment me. I was proud of the respectful eyes directed at me from my children about the same age.

We were on track back then.

Although I didn't transfer responsibility, everyone in the village praised me for saying, "I'm a genius." Me and Sana are geniuses, I really thought they were special.

Having quickly crossed the village's adults with a gift, we can do anything, but it is difficult and exhaustive. The people of the village still cared about us acting like kings. I think there was some temptation to use our arms. Perhaps the deliberate thoughts of such adults have made us arrogant. Leave it scattered, it feels like I don't care what you say.

Now I wonder what an arrogant people we were back then.

I'm not a busy person.

If you could see yourself back then, I'd definitely hit you once.

If we had been a little more humble, if the adults around us had been good enough to flatter us, me and Sana would still have lived with the woods in that little village without stepping foot in the school, and we would never have lost a brother we loved gently.

"You guys! If only you hadn't been here, even me!

In the woods where the rain of grace pours.

My brother strangled me as he fell to the ground and cried. [M]

I will never forget. [M]

"Spit out, adult."

"Dear Ballad! Hey, it's tight! Tight!"

"-Live strong, Sana."

"You can afford it"

"Guuuuuu"

"Ljeci!?

Sana desperately squeezes her collar by grasping it around my chest and briefly discusses her business with an absolute zero gaze. I was immersed in the horse lantern that was floating behind Sana's voice, and I regained consciousness of reality.

You're not supposed to have skills in combat, but is Barado awesome in lifting me up and pushing me against the wall, or am I poor? With such nonsense in mind, I mouth bullshit to mislead my breathlessness.

On the collar, which is tightened more tightly as soon as possible, breathlessness turns into difficulty breathing. I mean Ballad's eyes when he sucks and tightens them with a body smaller and thinner than mine.

Brother Doyle said, "Because Ballad can't fight," so he sheltered and protected Ballad with his brother and us all the time during the sleepover, but there was absolutely no need for that.

"Occasionally my husband loves me too much, but I feel comfortable and competent," Brother Doyle said, "but I don't think Barado can do with such a cute expression. There is no visible damage because you cannot possess combat skills, but if this person gets the technique to fight, Doyle, you will be walking away from one end of your brother's path.

I think God sees it right around here, really.

Brother Doyle, whom we both acknowledge. The supreme Ballad will not tolerate what is likely to harm Brother Doyle. I just felt a little suspicious, and this is how you're going to tighten me up without asking questions.

I feel the care of Ballad, who has our discernment where he is tightening me up instead of Sana 'a.

I'm sure Brother Doyle doesn't know this side of Master Balad.

And you'll probably never know for the rest of your life.

Because that's what Master Balad is like.

"It's better for you to throw up, isn't it?

How horrible is the smile of Master Balado, who tells him to teach tenderly.

Well.

Now all I can say is why I am currently strangled by Master Balad was unlucky.

Today is the day I process the Feniche eggs I've been waiting for.

Me and Sana, who were floating early, happened to bowl in the hallway with Master Balado. I think he was floating, but he didn't have any suspicious attitude. Even so, Mr. Balad, who felt something only today, asked us why we were in a good mood.

I keep it a secret from Brother Doyle that Master Celery gave me a Feniche egg. Not exactly, but Brother Doyle didn't seem to want us or our brother to be involved with Master Celery.

Doyle, from your brother's point of view, I am told not to engage with the nobility to avoid being used. My brother also said that not being involved leads to our safety.

No matter how many teachers, Master Celery is a historical aristocrat.

If you look at what you say and do at the admissions ceremony, you can also see that you are quite capable of doing so.

Initially, they were all floating by having the Feniche eggs divided just by the shell.

But over time, everyone came to the realization that the more calm they were, the less they should have received. Who said, "Whoever sees this matter is a betrayal to Brother Doyle"? Needless to say, we all blued into that word.

Brother Doyle is very good to us, who are only around him.

Of course, all the nobles who had persisted in harassing my brother, us, etc. with jealousy and jealousy until now withdrew their hands, and the fact that my brother became a subordinate of Brother Doyle made it a priority for the Hendra Chamber of Commerce to provide us with a good herb.

Even the sale of the medicine stopped me from being seen at my feet. Rather, Doyle, you want to show your brother a good place, and some people will buy this one off at a surprisingly high price.

Yet it is this act of betrayal.

Everyone thought this would suck.

But Feniche's also reluctant to throw away his eggs.

Master Celley and brother Doyle seem to know each other, and most importantly, they are one of the four Yingjie. Doyle, we all decided to keep our mouths shut that this would not be a situation that your brother worried and feared.

Besides, with the Feniche shell, I can offer my brother Doyle a better pill.

If a new drug can be used, it can also serve as a source of funding.

If not, Brother Doyle won't be hurt either.

Yes, excuse us, we betrayed Brother Doyle's trust.

"Senior Ljeci?

Like blaming me for flying my thoughts elsewhere, I feel like Ballad's frustrated by the power he put in. When Brother Doyle is involved, Master Balad is very narrow-minded.

It's time to seriously suck, so I want to throw up everything.

But Doyle, does Ballad know about the treachery against your brother, and does he have the lives of his brother or ours?

I smile and look at Master Balado, who tightens me up, thinking about whether to say it or not. The best part would be running into your brother Doyle. I'll hurt you, but I'm sure that gentle guy will forgive me.

If Brother Doyle takes it for granted, Lord Ballad will hold the spear, no matter what his heart is. Because for Master Balad, Brother Doyle's words are absolute.

"Master Celery gave me [Feniche's Egg]! It has aged well too, so I will process it today! That's all! Let go of Ljeci ~"

Oh, idiot!

Yes, it was too late for the moment I thought.

While I was trying to figure out a way to get away from this, Doyle, my brother, Sana told Lady Balad everything.

"Does Master Doyle know that?"

"I'm sorry! I didn't say it!

"- Really?"

I honestly apologize. It was the mountains that wanted to block Sana's mouth, but I couldn't afford to speak up to me being tightened up.

... You're done.

Yeah, I think so. No, they drop me on the floor.

I enlightened my dying days to a caged hand of good power on the verge of being dropped and to a very quiet groaning Balad.

Sana strokes my back worryingly coughing up with a recoil filled with lungs in the fresh air, but I want you to be more concerned that something worse than being able to tighten your neck is waiting for me after this.

Unlike me, Sana 'a is natural.

On top of that, any other type you can't see when you concentrate on one thing, good or bad.

I appreciate you worrying about me being able to tighten it up, but I really want you to care more about Lord Balad's mood than about me.

'Cause, look.

"- I can't believe you betrayed Master Doyle. Nice work."

Without discouragement or heat, Balado shrugged his expression and groaned quietly at us. His face is furious with his back.

The moment I look at that face, I get all hairy.

I should have seen it.

"Senior Sana, is Senior Leopard in the lab?

…… Yes. "

Elsewhere, Barado asks Sana where her brother is, who regrets coughing me up. I gave up all sorts of things to Sana, who answered with a strange rub on her goosebumped arm. All you have to do is hope you meet Brother Doyle somewhere.

Brother Doyle is the only one who can stop Lady Ballad from exasperating in anger.

"I'll be there."

"Guuuuuu"

"Ljeci!"

Master Ballad, who grabbed my root with that word, dragged me along as he sloppy. This posture is quite painful with a tighter neck than just now. From the bitterness, or the jitters and tears in my eyes.

"I can't fight with this," I thought in my heart as I watched Sana in her sight rushing after me to be dragged.

"We are deeply aware of this Ballad that Master Doyle is merciful and gentle! Master Doyle saved the likes of me from a very young age and put them at your side. But that's why! It is unforgivable that you have betrayed the expectations of such kind Doyle!

"In the meantime, take it easy, Balad. You can't blame me for what you've done now, can you? Senior Leo asked me to apologize, and I say I won't do it again."

"But! That's why what they did is not acceptable at all! Shut up about Master Doyle and do business with Master Celery!

"Uh, that's right... People who don't make mistakes don't. I'm sorry for all my mistakes, but this is how I'm here now?

"Dear Doyle, I have no fault with your life! It's all planned harmony!

"Oh well."

"That's right!

"-Ma, well, what, look. It's not a life-threatening project, and this is how they reflect on it. You're also saying you'll never come near Master Celery again, right?

"But!"

I was prepared to go so far in my life.

In terms of results, we and our brother had picked up our lives.

No other way, Doyle. In the shame of your brother.

It was Brother Doyle, to my surprise, who welcomed Barado, who jumped into the lab with a quiet, but terrible rage. And I hear you felt the wrath of Lord Balad, Brother Doyle, who has been trying so hard to shelter us and our brothers from the beginning, no matter who asks you.

As I thought, Doyle, it seems that Barado can't take your brother in without him. It is rarely eaten down to Brother Doyle's words for Master Balad, but it is unlikely to last long in the atmosphere.

"Balado. I know you're worried about me and thinking about it and saying it harshly to Senior Leo. Thanks.... wish I had stayed tighter. I'm sorry you're such an impudent husband."

"Nothing like that! Master Doyle is my one and only master!

"Thank you. - You know, Balad. I can see your discontent and anxiety. Worries are painful. I'm happy with that feeling. But Senior Leo needs me and Master Gray in the future. You understand that's a ballad, don't you? Of course I don't have the resilience magic for Master Gray or Jin or you."

"That's right..."

"If you can't forgive me, tell me so often that this will never happen again. The truth is I was going to tell you, but I'll leave it to Balad. And I hope you keep an eye on it."

"... Dear Doyle"

"You wouldn't betray me no matter what, would you? I can count on you too................ sorry for the increase in your work, can I leave it to you?

"Huh! I'll take care of it! I am a wonder, but Master Doyle's expectations will never be betrayed!

"- I know. That's how you stay on my side the whole time, so I can act with confidence."

"Dear Doyle!

To Brother Doyle, who smiles softly and tells him "I trust you," Lord Balad calls his name with an impressive look. There is no sign of previous anger towards Lord Balad staring at Brother Doyle with a tranced look.

Brilliant, Brother Doyle.

And thank you!

I also praise Brother Doyle in my heart for the appearance of Barado, who is completely angry and praises Brother Doyle.

Brother Boulder Doyle.

You know very well how to treat Master Balad!

After shifting Master Balad's anger away from the point of view by denigrating himself, I ask Master Balad to cooperate while apologizing for his impudence.

Brother Doyle Dear Dear Dear Dear Ballad, no matter how many of his own words, he cannot but react to the words disparaging Brother Doyle, and denies that there is no need for such an apology. I was just trying to comfort my weak husband, and if he tells me you're counting on me, then I'd be happy if you were like Ballad. I trust you on top of that, and if you say otherwise that I've never doubted your loyalty, my anger will blow.

Doyle, this is a brilliant way to deal with Barado, impossible except for your brother.

The boulder is Brother Doyle!

Nice!

It's glowing!

"Are you all right? Senior Liech, Senior Sana 'a"

"" Brother Doyle!

As I praise Brother Doyle in my heart for forgiving Lord Balad with brilliant arms, I shine my eyes with Sana on Brother Doyle, who softly comes to my side and worries me.

Sometimes they just saved my predicament, and even without it, me and Sana love Brother Doyle. This man's side, because it's warm.

"... what can you do about it?"

"" You won't!

"Really? Well, that's good."

Brother Doyle, who laughs and forgives us while complaining about the name we gave him, has a giant vessel. The same goes for Grey's brother and Jin's brother, but I feel smug since I met Brother Doyle that a truly noble person lives in a different dimension than us.

Even now, see.

"- More than that, don't be too reckless. As I told Senior Leo, it would have stained you this time to be scared to piss off Balad, wouldn't it? The same goes for Balad, but nobility is even scarier. There are as many aristocrats as there are of poor nature, so be sure to defend yourself. As a student, there are things I can't protect if I want to."

Kneel on the floor as a matter of course to keep an eye on us rolling on the floor.

And he properly acknowledges his weakness, and this is how he guides us.

He sheltered us just now and told us we needed it.

I don't think Brother Doyle is younger than we are, even though he has more talent than we are. I don't think my brother is the same age, he's a dependable man, but Brother Doyle is special.

Because I suffered so much, I was kind to people.

Someone stronger than anyone because he rose up and got over it.

The ambition I hold is high and noble because I made a mistake once.

How many people can be so heartfelt and genuinely betrayed by such people?

Not until I know exactly how Barado feels, but me, Sana, my brother and the rest of them. At least the guys in this room right now will never betray this guy again from now on.

Doyle, because I learned that there are not many things in the world, such as things worth gaining until I lost faith in you from your brother.

"" Yes ""

"Really, be careful, huh?

"" Copy that!

"... not at all"

"I'm worried about you. Do those people really understand?," he muttered, dropping off brother Doyle as Sana.

"Doyle, your brother is as kind as ever."

"That's sweet."

"You wanted a brother like that"

"I'm here."

"Ljeci is your brother, but you were with him the day he was born. I wasn't, Doyle. I wanted a brother who was nice, strong, listened to me all the time, and could protect us!

".................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Also. I don't know, Ljeci," he said to Sana, puffy and angry, "he didn't hear the last squeal. I'm a little sorry about that, but I'm glad.

Sana doesn't remember us having four older brothers.

The presence of our proud brothers drove us crazy and vanished.

That day, our sweet brother disappeared.

By the time I found Sana and her brother, Sana was down on the ground in a mess. When I woke up, Sana forgot her brother's very existence with the memory of that day.

Neither do I remember being strangled with my bloody eyes.

Stay in the village when you wake up. My mother and grandmother were seeing us with swollen eyes, and my father and grandfather were discussing something with a stern face.

Both my brother and we were supposed to have been attacked by the Warcraft, and my brother was supposed to have been eaten and killed by the Warcraft. There's no body, and I remember Sana forgetting its existence, and my brother's funeral was held very secretly.

It wasn't until then that we started calling people we liked "brother" and "sister". I don't remember. Sana is just imitating me, but I won't forget my brother.

I never thought the name "brother" would be popular here because of that.

Brother Doyle, my brother, Grey's brother, Jin's brother, and many other brothers and sisters are in Sana 'a with me. In my warm days with the people I love, don't forget the presence of my older brother, whom I have erased. I will continue to call my older brother or sister whenever I can.

Instead of being where I am because of me and Sana, let's not forget my brother, whose existence has even been erased.

"Ljeci! Sana! Come. '

I will never forget my brother, who has always graciously called our names and embraced us.

Don't forget.

"- Brother"

"Ljeci? Did you just say something?

"Yeah. Nothing."

The name of my brother, whom I had not called in a long time, melted and disappeared without entering anyone's ear.

I miss that a little bit.

But that's fine.

"Ljeci?"

"Let's go, Sana. Doyle, to your brother."

"? Yeah!

So I take Sana's hand and go to Brother Doyle. [M]

How will Brother Doyle react one day when he learns about our past?

What the hell do you think of us laughing when we've erased the existence of one person?

You may be angry, you may despise.

Though it's sad that your brother doesn't like you, Doyle, there's no choice.

That's all we did.

But just a little more.

"" Brother Doyle -! "

I want to be on the side of this gentle, warm person with Sana.