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

The National Theatre concert naturally came down the curtain with great success.

Maria's playhouse, where she became the Empire's first singing princess for both her fame, was pushed by people who wanted to see her at first sight, or exchange words and shakes hands, so that she could take in and hope for a second prince.

"I haven't been able to officially share my greetings and thanks for inviting me..."

"At this rate, it's hard to get close to a playhouse."

"I would be able to contact the maid and have her put inside specially..."

Doing that and being able to keep an eye on the others in the house is a bit of a problem...... Apparently.

Even with neutrality, when you become personally close, it is because you are seen as attached to that faction of arrowheads, and even if you say that you have no authority whatsoever, the whole Kikunai seems to be so when the man becomes close to the singing princess held by the second prince.

More than my mother or father showing no flag color, I knew it was unpleasant.

"Mmm. So, uh, why don't you write to Miss Maria?

"Is that a letter?

"Oh, right. With the thanks and greetings you have invited, the thoughts of the concert, and later with an apology for the disrespect of not being able to meet in person and talk about it…"

Shall we?

The letter I wrote is said to be delivered by Mr. Viktor, who decides to be graciously sweet.

When I decided, Mr. Viktor called the theater attendant to bring me a feather pen and an ink kettle, and then a letterset.

Dr Romanov peeks in the back when he writes about the gratitude and greetings he has invited and how he feels about the concert. And Mr. Viktor.

"Wow, that's a masterpiece."

"Hey, you wouldn't be writing a letter that I don't think is a five-year-old, would you?

"It's true, right? Except for my five-linear score, they say it's a blemish."

"You... have been a bad brute for a long time"

"You're not that good at Alyosha either. Lara was the best of us."

"Lara wasn't always obsessed with beauty."

"Lara" is probably the last of the "three idiots of the human race" elf trio he said a while ago.

While waiting for the ink to dry, fold butterflies and flowers in a thousand generations of paper that came out exploring the waist pouch, it accompanies the envelope.

Was that also unusual for the two elves, looking at the origami so often to their hands?

"Er... can you do this on paper!?

"This is great!

"Ah... hey, you can still make it, go ahead"

It's what sparkles your eyes and sees paper roses, so I'll put a gently smaller one on the palms of both of them.

Fu, Mr. Viktor's eyes narrowed so that he could see something watermarked.

"Uh, this is the piece of paper you were talking about when Igor came down, isn't it?

"Uh... yes, it is"

"I see, I'll make this an accessory or something to use. It always comes with a small recovery."

"Ooh... that's awesome"

It's soothing to see something beautiful, don't you think that's what small means?

"I made it for Miss Maria, but it's the same, so I'll tell her so."

"Uh... yes. If that's good, so be it."

"Yeah, be sure. Miss Maria will be more dangerous from now on, because we have to work hard. There's one person to support you, and if you think that one's always watching, you can stay together, and you can feel safe."

Invisible support is also important, "I'm here for you! Someone said it would be brave to see that clearly. Sure, in a previous life.

If what you gave Maria helps her, it's something she doesn't even wish for.

He shakes his neck loosely when he says thank you on top of the other to Mr. Viktor, who undertook it for me.

"I got a good one too, and it's so cheap to use."

Relieve me even though you say it out with a serene face.

I don't feel very sweet about Mr. Viktor, but if you say so yourself, let's be sweet.

With that said, in consideration, I had an important story to tell Mr. Viktor.

"Mr. Viktor, I was upset to tell you something important!

"Hmm? Important thing...... was something wrong?

"Look, I asked the princess for her permission...!

"Oh! I did! So... how's it going?

"" Disease, "he said. And then, because that's what I wanted, I said I'd give you a price for it."

"Huh!? Ho, really?

"Yes. So the lesson started two months later? I'll ask the princess how she'll give you the price by then."

"Thanks! I'm so happy for you!

is hugged and cuddled. This elf also had an unexpectedly crushed frog voice popped out of his power.

Tapping my arm and complaining of bitterness, then my arm, stretched from the other side, loosens Mr. Viktor.

"Vicha, Phoenix, you'll crumble."

"Ah! I'm sorry!?

"Yes, no..."

I thought my gut would pop out of my mouth.

Anyway, Mr. Viktor, now when you hold my hand softly, you shake it a little stronger with the boom.

and Dr. Romanov's hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Be free before it's too late"

"Oh, right"

"Yeah, well, be careful"

Unfortunately, the concert itself begins in the evening, so a slightly late dinner awaits if you return.

"See you in two months."

"Yes, I'll see you again"

"Okay, Vicha. Cheer up."

When told and waved, Mr. Viktor seemed to go to Mr. Maria's modest room, turning his back to this side of the circle.

Me and Dr. Romanov held hands and gave themselves up to metastasis magic again.

Meditate your eyes.

"Was it fun?

"Yes, very much! Thank you for bringing me here today!

"No, let's keep going out a lot, shall we? You have a lot to look at, learn, feel and think about. That's something I can tell you, not only you, but also a lot of people, and I still need to know."

"Yes."

"But, well, that's the end of the extracurricular class for today. Let's say we have dinner and get some rest."

"We're here," he said, opening his eyes guided by a serene voice, there at our entrance.

I can reward you for coming back, but when I try to speak up, a great wind blows up.

When they put their hands aside like one day and Dr. Romanov lifts them up, the earthen smoke passes too far at my feet and stops perfectly in front of the wall.

Around the same time they let me down quietly and put my foot on the floor, the earthen smoke subsided and the shadow turned towards me loosely.

Butterflies and from the back of the hallway, multiple footsteps.

"Young lady, are you all right!?

"Are you hurt!?

A hello Mr. Rottenmeyer and a kind of worn out Mr. Utsunomiya came running in breath with their shoulders.

"I'm home now...... Are you okay? Are you hurt?

"Good...!

"Couldn't Master Leggles jump!?

"I can jump!?

"Oh... if you get hit with that momentum, Phoenix, you'll be jumped."

Leggles can jump!?

Why!?

As I couldn't get to the conversation and looked up at the adults with my eyes black and white, I guess I came out of the soot smoke that had subsided.

Leggles cuddled me to bury my head in my stomach.

"No!

"Huh, what is it?

Instead of just now, stroke the fluffy blonde hair.

Leggles, with his face up, has looked upwards for tears in his eyes.

"About Rae, hey, 'Meh!' Right!"

It hurts a little to hug me and tuck my head around my stomach.

What the hell, you cute creature.

"Oh no!

No, he was my brother!