I Will Quietly Disappear

Good afternoon, everyone. I'm Luche Lina Listil. Right now, I've made an oath.

Let's hold on to the kid.

Now I am coming to the royal palace. They're going to face the prince who's going to serve in the future. I'm not willing to serve.

"Father, what is a prince like?

Is he the kind of kid that's gonna be in the story, shivering, cute?

Then came back a hell of a word from my sweet father.

"Yeah? I'm a fucking busy hungry ghost. As soon as you get bullied."

Because your father will knock you out.

Now I hear a hell of a word from my serene father. Huh? I don't know.

"Um..."

Leave your father alone, are you fucking busy? How much is that? Like a mundane kid? No, but enough for my father to say that...

I'm kind of starting to hate seeing you.

Time, however, proceeded ruthlessly, and somehow came before a large door.

Ugh, I don't like it. Suddenly I got nervous. But my thoughts of not opening, not opening, broken hinges don't make sense, the door opens. There was a room there that was going to be in the movies. Chandelier sculpture wow. There was a luxurious desk at the centre of the room, with a man sitting in front of it.

I don't know...

"Your Majesty"

Go..., King!!!!

I took a look at His Majesty's face. Very gentle and serene lovely odyssuma. Cool, and eye blessing.

"Hey Adolph. That's Princess Rouchet. Dear Ada, you look just like her."

And I've spoken to him as serene as the atmosphere was.

"Naturally. Let's get this over with."

I wondered if it was okay to speak to His Majesty like that, but His Majesty didn't seem to care.

"Don't be so hasty. Because they'll be here soon. But is such a cute kid the next Duke of War? Shall I tell the Foreign Secretary to avoid war?"

"Whoever is the Duke, avoid the war as much as possible"

Somewhere fun, Your Majesty and Father. He looks more like a friend than a subordinate. Could it be your friend?

That's when they knocked me off modestly.

Looks like you're here.

The boy who showed up was certainly like a doll. Thin blue eyes on silver hair. Looks like His Majesty's miniature.

Yeah, he looks cute. Looks like a girl.

"Rouchet, this is His Royal Highness the First Prince Rasmere"

Oh, I need to say hello.

"First time, I said," Woman, my next sword... ""

And he looked discouraged.

I didn't know what they said in the beginning. This guy's being sexist now. Shall I kick your ass, here? This country is always equal for men and women.

But this place should go smiling like nothing's going on.

"I am Luche Lina Ristil. Your Highness, you're in a good mood."

Ignored. My impression sucks at this point. This guy hasn't been polite.

When I look at His Majesty for a moment, my face says, "Oh, boy." My father is floating blue. I see, this is going to be burning my hands. Come on, this one's not going to serve this prince from the beginning. Rather convenient. I'll leave it to you, brother I haven't seen yet.

"Father, I'm sorry to say hello. I beg your pardon."

If this happens, let's go home. He said just to say hello from the beginning. There's nothing wrong with that.

"Right."

Lucky for you, your father agreed.

"Become"

Then from the prince, a voice of amazement. I'm worried because you look grumpy!! Proximity to this guy will be a struggle. Good luck.

"Then, Your Majesty, Your Highness. Excuse me."

"Ma'am, you"

"My lord, my name is Rouchet. Have you forgotten?"

"Buh."

When I saw it, His Majesty was laughing. Maybe the next word doesn't seem to be a problem. These guys don't grow up all kinds of adults unless they have their personality corrected.

"Buh, that's rude."

"disrespect is there. I don't want noble ladies to talk to you or anything like that. Yeah, well, I guess I don't like women with swords. Rest assured, we will already have a boy in our house. If you don't mind, go ahead."

The occupier says he's a man, too, and there's no mistake. Kuru turns to His Majesty.

"Your Majesty, forgive me if I behave like this to the prince"

Assuming, I tried to be strong.

"Fine. It was rude of us."

There's a prince in the back. - I'm telling you, I don't know.

"Then I beg your pardon. Father, let's go."

Thus the first face-to-face meeting was tremendously sinister.

"You sure were busy."

I tried to talk to my father in the carriage.

"I would. How can it be if you are completely smart and excel in martial arts? I mean, to Luche, you know... I can't forgive you."

Father... Yeah, thank you.

"Luche, no matter what happens, you're the eldest."

Apparently, my father caught the sword of a woman. I don't care, because I don't want to inherit.

"Heh heh, it's okay"

That's what I said. Now.