I Will Quietly Disappear

Good day to you all, I'm Luche Lina Listil.

Recently, it became a series of routines for Luca and her father, Glenn's eclampsia, to be applauded for over-protection, and for the aunts who saw it to preach to their fathers. That's how I turned nine.

"I've been distancing myself from my original purpose lately..."

Yes, why do you work so hard not to make that dream of mine a reality, but never progress? The reason is simple, because it was not the other way around.

"Three more years."

I shrugged unexpectedly.

"What is it?

Suddenly I heard voices from behind.

"Yah!!!

I was seriously surprised to hear a voice suddenly in the room where no one was supposed to have been.

"Luca!! Don't be surprised!

"Excuse me"

Shiatsu (but no expression) was returned.

(You definitely don't think so)

"Ma'am? What's three more years?

I couldn't say "until I ran away from home," so I deceived him appropriately.

"Don't tell me. Don't tell me."

"Really..."

I hope you don't show me such a faceless, abandoned puppy in the back. Luca's expressionless emotions have recently become readable espers.

"So? What's wrong?

"My husband is here for you."

"Oh, your father?

I wonder what it is. Also, I guess it's not a pile of sweets and dresses.

"There was nothing in your husband's room."

I didn't say anything.

(Why did you read the voice of my heart?

"Really?

"... I'm going to your father's room."

"Huh? Go to Listil territory?

It was Deledere's face waiting for me to visit your father's room. If it's normal, it should be cool, why does it collapse like this?

"Oh, I haven't shown Glenn to the residents, so it's time to do it. Luche did it right after he was born, but you don't remember much, do you?

I did it for once, me. I just don't remember that.

"So Glenn and your father are going back to the realm?

You haven't seen an angel for a while. I'm sorry...

"No, so is Luche.... I haven't been home in a long time, and it's time to let my niece see me, and my brother's so loud."

Am I going too... But what bothers me is your father's brother.

"My uncle?

"Oh, he's my brother. We're in the king's capital, so he's protecting the territory of Listile."

That was my first ear. I had an uncle. In the words of "uncle," the presence of a certain person occurred to me, but I shook it off.

"I have two sons just like you. You'd never see your cousin again, would you?

"Really? I'm so excited."

Boy, I hope you're not as busy as His Royal Highness Rasmere. At this age, you're a mess.

"Well, he's a kid, so he doesn't seem like a fucking kid, but if he bullies you, tell him"

He doesn't know what kind of child you are because your father doesn't seem to be able to leave either.

"Yes. So what is your uncle like?

"Father? What happened to you?

I'm very concerned about that silence. I don't know, I wonder if it's my fault that there are people to meet, people to meet, both one- and two-habits. Is that normal?

"Well, he's not a bad guy. I was pretty happy when you were born, and you adored me."

That's what I said and I was stroked in the head. I feel quite deceitful though.

They told me to leave a month later, and I went back to my room.

"It's the first time I've ever left King's Landing."

Speaking of which, I was born this way, I never traveled the world outside the King's Capital. This is a chance. to know the outside world.

"Right. Rest assured, young lady. You will have a pleasant journey."

Sounds like some airline tagline phrase.

"Thanks for that. Does Luca know anything about being outside the King's Capital?

"... right. I was rolling through a lot of places, so..."

Oh, I didn't think this was a good idea. Luca has a bad tooth cut. There must be a past I don't really want to say. Your father picked you up in the first place, so maybe your parents did something sad. My idiot.

"Yeah, well, it's okay to get lost."

That's what I said and changed the story.

"Ma'am, even if you plan to get lost?

(Don't go in there...)

I was devoured by a word I said in agony.

"No, no. What if we were talking about it? What if.... more than that, I need to get my stuff and stuff ready."

I decided to get more out of the way. Painful. Luca's gaze hurts.

"I was already wondering if the maids would be ready"

"Right."

They do their job all the time.

"And the lady..."

"I don't know."

"Give me a new dress..."

"I won't make it."

"Don't say that, because it's a request from your husband and wife"

"... I've already made plenty of them"

"That's as little as it gets."

I said I wouldn't make it, but if my parents wanted it, they wouldn't get away with it.

Oh, that's depressing. When I get back to my room, there's a ghost named Maid, I'm sure.