I'm the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I'll Raise My Littl

Saying that the Three Heroes are on hindsight must be all dependable, but it is better to side with those who know it because the society they know and the aristocratic society differ in fun.

As the head of a court musician, this is, he said, a little bit of a draft by Mr. Viktor, who sees, hears and knows human aristocratic society.

"Me too, monsters can do anything, but being a human aristocratic opponent is a bit difficult. Whatever. People and elves have different values."

"We enjoy interacting with humans to bury it, but most elves don't do it. It's troublesome and... I don't know what it is, do you say the elves look down even though they don't even know humans well overall?

"If you say so, so do human beings. He sees the elves as a deserter living in the woods, a bunch of bigoted old men. So I pay due respect to the old man, but the bigotry seems clear to me that it's pioneering."

Difficulties in intercultural exchanges, right?

That's why I need the presence of a neighbor who hasn't seen this foothold in detail in order to know who we still don't understand, and also the aristocratic society...

How deep is the darkness, because it's hard to be a human aristocratic society, as Dr. Romanov, who worked as a governess for His Majesty the Emperor?

I'm really scared of power.

A wrinkle leaning between the eyebrows appears in a mirror placed in the entrance hall.

And, from the gap in the column trunk upstairs in the hallway, I saw Leggles peeking this way.

"No!

"Yes, were you dressed alone today?

"Done!

"Ray."

The truth is that I can't get dressed alone, and I don't mind being in my capacity, but our education policy is, "Do what you can".

That said, I'm just four years old, Leggles, so I can't possibly get dressed perfectly, and Mr. Utsunomiya is doing the finishing touches for me.

To the evidence, Mr. Utsumi slipped his face from behind Leggles.

"Dear Leggles, you forgot your chick pouch. Yikes?

"Ah! Thank you very much."

"Yes, you're welcome"

When I take the porch, I take the stairs down holding hands with Mr. Utsunomiya.

Mr Lara put his arms together as he watched it.

"Manru has a servant to thank."

'Cause if you do something, it's the basics of a relationship to thank you for.'

"You don't have to tell me because I'm an employer. There are quite a lot of homes."

"There it is, we are. I'm asking Mr. Rottenmeyer to say 'You're welcome' when he says thank you."

It's one way to say you don't have to thank people because it's your job, and I'm not willing to deny it, but if you do something and think you're "thankful," it's another way to tell people you're thankful.

There are so many humans, so think well.

Mr. Rottenmeyer was reluctant at first to say, "It's nice to be thankful, 'you're welcome' seems different," but when I explained that and "thank you" was a set, he convinced me that that's the kind of educational policy.

"Well, I guess you should remember that I'm not a majority. It's nice to thank you, and it's nice to give back."

"Yes."

That's not a majority.

In other words, it is possible to be seen as heretical in aristocratic society, and only then can the blood-muscular supremacists be considered to be raised to jade.

I've never been beyond dating people who don't fundamentally fit like that, but I don't know where that lurks. That's the story I can't figure out without a handler.

Even in that sense, the presence of the Duke is very important.

Who would have guessed that the big winter incident would turn into a touchdown in the early summer?

The Butterfly Effect.

"No way, I had no idea this was gonna happen when I helped those three."

"Well, yeah."

You had the same emotion as me, I can hear the teachers talking.

Was this flow lucky for those three as well?

Only the three of us can tell that, but at least I hope it's not my eyes that seem more calm than the first time we met.

So, it's that threesome of adventurers and estrajahs, but it's the winning decision today.

That's only eight pairs in the main game, and if you win twice, it's the winning decision.

So Kikunai Support Group Again!

"I took you to the Colosseum today to meet La Purcell and Miss Maria..."

"Oh, the ladies have already been escorted into Estreja's pantry."

"Shall we make the metastasis a modest room in the Colosseum?"

"No, in the hallway leading to the Colosseum's modest room. We won, so the armoire turned into a pretty big place."

"Phew, roger."

I hear Mr. Viktor doesn't know much about the interior of the Colosseum.

On the grounds that it doesn't suit me in any way, I just paired up with Dr. Romanov and Mr. Lara for a militant party in the Colosseum about twice, and they're saying no after that.

On the contrary, Mr. Lara said he's been out many times in a relationship where he played guild master, a kind of demonstration?

The relationship between the three of these elves is also unique, Dr. Romanov is so oblivious to art, Mr. Viktor is a magician and quite capable of fighting but finds no value in his personal combat abilities. That midline is Mr. Lara, but Mr. Lara lives by her own aesthetic in the first place.

They fit where they fit, but they don't interfere with what doesn't fit and don't push is the trick to staying with them for a long time.

Blurry and thinking about it, Leggles let go of Mr. Utsunomiya's hand and walks over here. Toddlers are precarious to crack and walk because they have heavy heads, but Leggles is a pretty sure foothold because he's learning swordsmanship.

At the same time, from the open doorway, playing along with the bright light and the refreshing wind said, "I will grandpa!" and came in fine.

"Now you're all set."

"Yes!"

"Bye, Kikunoi support group, let's go!

I grabbed onto Dr. Romanov's offered hand, Leggles on the other side, Leggles held hands with Mr. Viktor, and sandwiched him with Lara.

The light boils from my feet all the time, a flash of flotation.

The next time my feet reached the ground, I was already on the cobblestone of the Colosseum.