Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

The lunch break was so long over that there was no one in the dining room.

After receiving trays and dishes at the counter and finishing up his favorite dishes on the plate, Leticiel sat down in the right seat and started having lunch with Lucas.

"Drossel, your meal... is it less than a yak? Is that how you get through this afternoon?

"Don't worry. Because I am not a brain muscle mukimchi macho like a schoolmaster, I am a luxurious and weak lady."

"Well... now I hear a lot of things to not listen to."

"Oh, where is it?

"I'm at the brain muscle! I'm not even muscular to the brain, and I'm still greedy for knowledge!

"Different? Judging by the looks of it, I thought so. I'm sorry."

"Oh my goodness! You're going crazy today just watching!

From the side, it just sounds like Leticiel is poisoning Lucas, but she doesn't actually have that intention.

From Leticiel, everything around us is something you don't know. People you don't know, places you don't know, common sense you don't know, a world you don't know. No one can give it to me even if I wait. So I have to get it myself.

And in the process of gathering information, she really settles into this "swinging others" style because of her too low interest in others and her blunt additions and subtractions that don't give a damn about her surrounding eyes.

Leticiel herself is unaware, but she and Drossel seem different and look alike. They're both my paced personalities going our way, perfect "weak ladies" as long as they keep their mouths shut.

But if anyone here knew Drossel until yesterday or Leticiel, he would have said, "Will there ever be a weak lady like you?"

Lucas, of course, thought so internally, but Leticiel naturally doesn't realize it. I don't know, Buddha.

Originally, Leticiel eats slowly. Chewing and eating well will make you feel better and satisfied with a small meal.

Besides, now I'm totally glancing at a lunch full of menus like she doesn't know, and the meal hasn't gone as far as I think.

(... what is this white cylinder...? The crisp wheat object over here... what's the white one in there? No way, meat? Why is this soup such a drool yellow, too? No way it's poisonous...... I don't know what's in it......)

For Leticiel, who has survived the harsh meals of the world of war, macaroni, chicken nuggets and corn potage all hit an unparalleled luxury.

Lucas, sitting across the street, looks at Drossel, who tastes and eats the dish with his rare eyes. I kind of feel like I'm looking at a rare beast or something.

I don't know if Drossel has noticed, but nearly half an hour has already passed since the two of us started eating. Lucas had finished his meal and enjoyed his after-dinner coffee.

…

Leticiel, who looked at the chicken nuggets from various angles, turned his attention to Lucas standing up in front of him.

Don't worry, I'll be right back.

"Ha... ok"

That's what Lucas said. He walked out of the dining room through the entrance he came in.

He thought it would be strange to wash his hands or something, and Leticiel decided to continue enjoying the rare dishes.

Nevertheless, food culture is still evolving in this country to be able to taste such a luxurious dish. Leticiel snorts, yeah, alone.

How the hell would she react if she found out these dishes were common food in this world?

Surprised by the texture of the macaroni, obsessed with the sickness of the chicken nuggets, and impressed by the deliciousness of the corn potage, Leticiel didn't even realize that people were coming to his immediate vicinity, etc.

"Surprised. I didn't know there were people in the dining room at this hour."

"............ HI!!?

To the beautiful tenor voice suddenly heard from behind, Leticiel removed the spoon he had in his surprising less hands.

I thought my heart would pop out. Hands on the beating heart, Leticiel takes a big, deep breath.

"... sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you. Are you all right, sir?

The tenor voice behind me has some worrying emotions in it. Make sure you feel calm, Leticiel turns around.

"It's okay. I'm sorry this is the one who suddenly screamed..."

But she couldn't spin words until the end.

The wet, crisp, pitch-black hair, the deep emerald green right eye reminiscent of the bottom of the lake and the dark, dark purple left eye mixed with black is the same odd eye as Leticiel's.

A boy with an extinct beauty stood there as if it were something from this world.

I didn't fall in love with that beauty. There is no other reason why Leticiel's thoughts froze.

".................. Nao......"

Unconsciously, the name of my beloved partner in my previous life spilled out of my mouth.

The boy student standing in front of him looked badly like Leticiel's husband. The only difference was the voice, and left and right different colored eyes, that was all.

The moment, the end of Nao passes through the back of his brain. In an attempt to protect Leticiel from the arrows unleashed by the enemy soldiers, he was incapable of using magic (...) He presented himself and covered her, pierced by poisonous arrows and scattered his life.

Only for a moment, a bloody wet Nao's face overlapped on him in front of him, and Leticiel held his forehead down feeling a sharp pain in his temples.

Many memories with Nao come back to life in my brain. When we met, when we played in the city together, when we had an exchange of thoughts, when we got married, when we asked for it the first time, when we were unscrupulous and angry at the king all together, when he smiled at me at the end.

All of that was as beautiful as a chavon ball, but when I reached out and touched it, I fell apart in awkwardness.

… Are you ok?!

If you noticed, Leticiel was crying. The voices of the male students can be heard in the distance.

I don't know the boundary between dreams and reality. Even a beautiful tenor voice sounds like Nao's slightly lower voice in the hazy state.

Leticiel clung to him unconsciously, even though he knew he was not Nao.

What will Nao be doing now? Do you hate Leticiel, who has sworn eternity to each other but still lives alone?

To Leticiel, who kept crying for no reason, the boy student seemed unable to hide the confusion, but still rubbed her back in fear.

In that reluctant tender hand, little by little, the fierceness in Leticiel heals. She slowly pulls herself away from the boy student and wipes her tears with a classy hand.

"... have you settled down?

"Yes...... sorry. Suddenly a strange woman cried at me and it would have been annoying."

"No... I don't have much experience with women crying..."

"I'm so sorry you looked so embarrassed"

Rising from his seat, Leticiel bows his head deeply to the male student.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly cried at a strange boy. She's a lady of her age, and once she has a fiancée, that's not going to be a big deal. There is enough annoyance.

Fever rapidly builds up on my cheeks for my actions. How unusual and what an embarrassment you have made me look. Leticiel punches his head against the wall right now and makes me want to die.

Signs of a breathtaking boy student coming from overhead.

Was it so surprising for Leticiel to bow his head? The side that did the wrong thing bows its head in good faith, though it was common sense in the previous life.

Leticiel knows that nobles in this world never bow their heads to others because of their high pride.

"... I don't care about that. I'm glad I could help."

"No, I care. If there's a hole, fill it up."

"You can't do that. By the way, can I ask you one thing?

"Yes... what is it...?

"Earlier, they called me 'Nao', but what the hell...?

".................. It's an old acquaintance of mine. You looked so much like that person that..."

"Was it"

So the conversation broke off. The fourth silence today was awkward in a different way. Leticiel feels unhappy and lets her eyes swim restlessly.

"... that? It's Sieg!

It was Lucas's bright voice that knocked out the air on the spot, which was sinking in darkness. Leticiel was heartily horrified that the school director had helped him this time.

It was Lucas who came into the dining room with Tsukatsuka, but he raised his legs a few steps and raised his bare voice.

"Whoa!? Why is the floor so wet!?

To Lucas's cry, a boy student called Sieg drops his eyes at his feet. Leticiel also rushes to see the dining room floor.

I hadn't noticed at all until just now, but at some point the dining room floor was covered with tons of water. Not only around the Leticiers, but that's what the whole dining room is flooded with.

I have an idea. It's amazing, there is.

(... this is another pattern of my power going wild...)

That's all I cried. Rather, it is a miracle that this does not happen.

Water on fire on ice...... I wouldn't wish I let more attributes run wild! Leticiel became lightly dizzy at his poor emotional control.

Seriously, I need to train you in emotional control, and witchcraft control from today.

Lucas seemed to only care at first, but eventually he came across the cafeteria with Bashabasha without a blind eye to the puddle. Even while Sieg looked strange, he didn't look particularly concerned.

"I mean, Sieg, I didn't know you were coming to the dining room at this hour. You missed lunch?

"Ahaha... If I'd done a lot, my lunch break would have totally passed..."

"No excuses! Fine, just get your dinner!

"Yes, I will."

Leticiel drops off a siege toward the counter in a pocan, dumb face with a light conversation with the school director. Does he know the school director?

"... you know, the school director"

"Hmm?"

"Is the school director acquainted with him?

"Ahhh... I mean, I know him... You, about my lab, remember?

"Huh? Yeah, I remember..."

"There are only two students in my lab, including you, at the moment, or I'm not letting the other students in."

The flow of this story, maybe not......

"Sieg is that other student. I mean, it's like a fellow researcher to you."

"I knew you would"

"Oops. Sieg is 16 years old just like you. It's the same grade, so call me if you see it. He looks like he's obliquely obsessed with you, or he looks at the world obliquely."

"Ha ha..."

I don't feel I can.

I feel something in common with myself where I am being objective, but I don't feel ashamed and sorry to be able to speak to someone who has exposed me to all that ugliness.

Leticiel gets a sense of impatience over the seriousness of what he has done. Because I've done the most I shouldn't have done to the person I'm going to see more often.

(I was wondering if someone could make some time slip magic, right now)

And I want to knock myself out as clearly as I can a few minutes ago.

"... hmm? Drossel? What's up?

Lucas looked at Leticiel with his elbow on his desk and his head in wonder as he tilted his neck.