Herscherik

When Gene removed his hand from his face, a wet towel was offered in front of him.

When she reluctantly receives it, she hits it around her eyes, which would be red. I found myself soothed and comfortable, lowering the temperature on my face and at the same time calming myself down. When I removed the towel, I looked down, so my feet and the prince's feet were in sight.

The prince caressed my head all the time while I was crying. Gene, who never remembered having her mother stroke her head since she was hearty, was ashamed of herself sexually and found her chilled cheeks to have fever again.

"I showed you the ugliness………………"

When his face couldn't be raised and he kept talking, Gene was surprised by his voice, which was finer than he thought.

"Never mind.

Hershelik's voice is as calm as usual. reassure the voice for some reason. But the relief was also fogged with Hershelik's next words.

"... Mr. Gene, I know what you've done in the past.

Gene looks up to Hershelik's words haphazardly. I had serious fresh green jade-like eyes in front of me.

Crowe has been going over Gene's qualities in detail. That she was called a 'bird' by Barbasse and faction nobles, and that she acted as a carrier of confidential letters and legends. And as Barbasse's "dagger," he was using poison to push people into assassination and irreversibility.

To Hershelik's words, Gene lays down his face again and grips the towel he had.

"…… I am not willing to explain.

I have sinned so much that it is not strange for me to be guilty of death. Gene puts his strength into the hands he put together on his knees.

"Mr. Gene.

Hershelik gently strokes his powerful hand. It was as if they told me to be at ease.

"I want you to tell me about the life you've been living.

Gene takes a breath in his words. And I spoke slowly.

"…… I was born in Flower Street and my mother was a former servant with Barbasse Weather wife.

Talk about a birth I never told anyone about. All I know is Barbasse, my father, and his neighbors.

Jean's mother, who worked as a servant of the Marquis de Barbasse's rightful wife, was seen by Barbasse because of her appearance and was related to her and caged herself. But his wife kicked him out with a little money. She gave birth to herself and lived with that deposit, but the money ran out, and she didn't even put herself on a quorum when she held a dairy drink, and the destination she went to was Hanayashi.

When I felt good, my mother yelled at me and slapped me every day. I still remember clearly how my well-dressed mother would lift her eyes and get angry.

"Useless," "If only you hadn't been born," and "Dead," they kept saying every day. But after what my mother always said, she looked more hurt and depressed than she was. Thinking of it now, he fell from a servant with the Marquis' wife to a playgirl in the Flower Street. I wouldn't have lived if I hadn't hit someone. I can't say I was loved, but Gene owed it to my mother to raise him. She never starved her children, even though she was in bad shape.

It was five years ago that such a mother became ill and died.

"My mother died five years ago from illness and I have been lonely my whole life. There was also an age issue in order to live and sell my body in the flower district, but because I live in poverty or because I am poor and weak, and my face is not gorgeous, so it is not for sale... I remember my mother talking about my father when she was on the way.

All I could think of was visiting my father or dying wild in the streets. So I believed my mother's words when I was dying of illness and decided to rely on my real father.

Most of what my mother took out when she was kicked out of the Marquis house was sold, but the only ring with the Marquis Barbasse family crest was taken without selling it, and she gave me the ring before she took her breath away. I hit the Marquis Gate with that in my hand. I never felt the feelings of a father or son from the father who resumed it.

"My life was covered instead of taking care of my sister from my father and doing what was convenient for my father.

From then on, he took care of his sister every day, while also wearing his manners as a daughter of nobility with the intention of dying. I dyed my hands in evil as my father said, frightened that I would be expelled every day. By then I thought that was the only way to live.

But there were a lot of ways to think about it. You should have had the option of not visiting my father and being in an orphanage, or leaving the house if you didn't want to wear a little bird or dagger, but now is the result of choosing the easiest path for you.

(Really, what a stupid person I am...)

Having finished letting go of his origins, Gene leans down and forces himself into the hand holding the towel.

Hershelik opened his mouth to her like that.

"Why didn't you do it this time?

"That is……"

Gene stuffs the words in Hershelik's question. But Hershelik continued his words.

"'Cause if you don't kill me, what happens to Violetta?

"Yes, but............!

More power cages in Gene's hand.

Only Violetta laughed innocently at me in that house. She was the only one who needed me without a back heart and admired me with my sister. A belly-born florist. Nothing happened. My only precious...

(That's why I had to do it! Yet I am………!

The tears that were supposed to have stopped overflowed, and the drops from his eyes fell into his hand holding the towel.

"... Sorry, you were mean. Don't cry.

Hershelik gently laid his own hand on Gene's hand. Gene's polished copper coin-like red copper hair shakes and hershelik appears in hazelnut eyes.

Confirming that Gene lay down his face up, Hershelik spinned the words.

"Mr. Gene, do you know there are a lot of lies?

"Eh?"

Gene is taken aback by words that have no context. But Hershelik continued his words without worrying.

"People lie on many occasions.

Deceive people to profit.

Lie to protect yourself.

Fake words to save people.

It could all be called a lie in a lump sum. I am lying a lot myself.

"Of all the lies I have, there are lies I don't want you to tell me.

When Hershelik first met Gene, she felt like she was distracted like a stranded yarn.

I wondered if that was nervous about meeting myself, the royal family, but my frightened eyes were always wary of my surroundings.

Even though she is in the position of a warrant, she always cares about people's eyes, reacts sensitively to power, and confirms where she stands.

It seemed like he was trying to assume that his place was the only place he could find and that he had no choice but to protect it.

I have been so deceiving myself to push and kill my true self and desperately try to protect the place.

"That's a lie that fools me.

Keep lying and deceiving yourself to deceive yourself. And my mind becomes immobile. That's how you keep fooling yourself. There's one way to go.

"If you keep lying to yourself, your heart will die.

The death of the heart lies ahead of me in false progression. That cannot be said to be alive.

"Hershelik, Your Highness…………………"

Tears accumulate again in Gene's eyes. Oh, Hershelik strokes his head again, even as he thinks he'll cry again. The hand of the sarcastic red copper hair felt good.

"You've worked hard so far.

Attract Gene's head. Even if she sits taller because of the height difference, she can't help but put her head on her shoulder.

On Hershelik's shoulder, Gene cried quietly.

Gene lowers his swollen eyelid and cools his head with a wet towel again prepared by Crowe.

"Thank you, Your Highness.

Poisoned cupcakes and tea have already been cleaned up and another new tea is available at the table.

By the way, Oran is also sitting in a chair and relaxing. Crowe stands for once, but he doesn't feel nervous until earlier. The air is already in the same condition as Hershelik's chamber.

"What are we going to do?

"I don't lie to myself anymore.

Gene replies forcefully to Hershelik's words. There are no more frightened children there.

"I have a sin to atone for. And my father. I think you should come forward soon to atone for your sins…"

With a strong resolve, Gene spinned his words.

"Before that, I have something to do. I will be sure to help you, Your Highness.

"Isn't that dangerous?

But Jean's words shade Hershelik's expression. I never wanted to be soft on her. But Gene answered Hershelik with a bright look.

"It's okay, Your Highness. Even if it looks like this, I'm pretty much creeping around the training ground.

"Mr. Gene......"

Gene gives a lively look after what happened earlier. Hershelik thinks the representation that the possession has fallen is for her now.

Fu and Gene made a serious face.

"... Your Highness, could you please call me Gene? I would also like to call you Master Hershelik.

"Huh?"

Hershelik looks like a pigeon eating a bean cannon. But Gene overlapped the words even further.

"And if I am forgiven for my sins... could you keep me beside you?

"To?"

Now Hershelik will look like a pigeon eating beans with a machine gun. But Jean keeps on dyeing her cheeks. And stared straight at Hershelik like he had decided to.

"I'll stop lying to myself. I need Master Hershelik. Let me stay by your side.

Hershelik gets carried away by the look on Gene's face too seriously. If I hadn't sat in the chair, I would have taken a few steps back.

"Ugh, yeah, you can stay as long as you want, okay?

"…… Yes!

In Hershelik's reply, Gene smiled happily.

To that smile, Hershelik felt the temperature of the greenhouse, which should have been adjusted, had increased slightly.

"Hershey, red to the ear.

After Gene returns, Crowe cuts out of the three of them who return to Hershelik's chamber. The conscious Hershelik hurries to suppress his ears. Oran chases after him.

"Well, did Hershey like being older?

Kickingly stares at Oran, but Oran grins and turns Hershelik's gaze away.

"No, my sister was a cute and brilliant young lady, too. Leaving aside the minister, aren't you both Hershey's preference?

I could see the temperature of my face rising further into the pursuit of Cro.

Surely my taste is adult, intelligent and kind core people. In that sense, the two of them would be close to ideals.

But Hershelik was the first in his life. Something about being confessed.

"Ugh, annoying!

To the heads who are still teasing, Hershelik shows his back and tries to defend himself.

I need myself before, and I've told you that. That's crooked, orange. Of course it's not romantic emotion.

But the emotions that dominate me now are different from that.

For the first time in my life, Gene also told me that I needed it for the first time in my previous life. Seriously and sincerely.

Even in my previous life, I was confessed to many characters in romantic simulation games, but my heart was pulsating more than I could compare to that.