It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

"Sister, never, ever, ever leave the mansion again,"

"You know, Lichten, I'm sure that's hard.

I don't think you can keep pulling. Suppose you're keeping your territory. "

"So if anything happens to you, I'm saying there's no ex or child!

I was no longer surprised by Lichten, who raised his voice as if in a hurry.

From that day on, the day after he returned to the mansion, Lichten was desperate to get me out of the mansion somehow.

Unusual for him to faithfully adhere to the Father Duke's teachings of being calm at all times, occasionally roughing up to his voice.

Had I ever been me, I would have accepted his claim without question.

Honestly, there are no elements that could have won.

Besides, what Lichten says is always about me.

It's one of the few families.

I listened to him for what he said because I also wanted to answer his love as much as I could.

Whenever I think about it, that's how I get to the one who pulls my hand, he was just a child without thought.

Deciding something on my own was a terribly serious matter for me, and I kept running away from it because I didn't want to take responsibility.

A boring child who only protects herself while being flushed all the time.

I saw how El-sama lived, I saw how Lichten grew, I touched Isolte, and I thought a lot.

I needed to think about it.

And five days from the day I met Master Filmelia.

I realized that all of it was sin, whether I did not seek to know it or let it flow unwillingly.

I had a lot to know after it was over, and things like I think I got involved are my own responsibility in the end.

Would they laugh when they spent time with me as a fiancée candidate who just realized this?

I'm going to be cursed around Flora.

"Sister! Are you listening?

"Of course, Liechten, I promise I won't worry about you."

Liechten makes a grumpy voice at me for leaking a bitter laugh.

In my reply he narrowed his dark pale eyes.

"That's why I don't trust you..."

His hands are placed on my shoulders.

And I glanced at him, who lay down with a gentle grasp of those two hands of Lichten, who sighed in abundance.

"It's okay, Liechten"

Once he took a breath, he opened his eyes in amazement, let his gaze wander quickly, and distorted his face in a grumpy manner.

The nose head is slightly red because of the cold, but the cheeks are stained peachy because they must be illuminated.

It's a lit cover for him to look grumpy when he's turned into a poker face.

It hasn't changed for a long time, Liechtenstein habit.

When I smiled with my hands wide open, like when I was a little girl, Lichten turned her face bright red, as she did when she was an old angel, and turned away from her eyes.

"Don't treat me like a child forever"

"Oh, you will always be my precious Lichten."

Ever since he was a little girl, when he represented his back length, he was outraged, "So when was it great?"

"... Damn, where did you learn the art of getting out of the way"

"Huh?"

"Nothing"

Cohon, and Claude coughed up one.

Lichten sighs and looks back chilly.

The carriage with the family crest of the Rufus family and Claude are looking at this side by side with the one whose father the Duke sent over.

When I returned the bitter laugh, Claude had a full grin.

Quickly in the dark, that's the thing.

I sympathize with them for standing in this cold sky and watching this long farce.

It was Torneo's role to take reluctant Lichten away by carriage every time, but no one has seen him since that day whether it should be taken for granted.

I told the Duke of Father as I am in my letter, but I have yet to reply.

I told Claude, of course, but once he was surprised, all he had to do was snort calmly.

He knows something about it, too.

Knowing or not the circumstances of Torneo's absence, the carriage arrived early this morning, five days after that date, anyway.

According to your story, you are instructed to return to the king's capital before the snow deepens.

The school holidays in Liechten are still about a week away.

The deeper the snow gets on the remaining but takes a lot of time to travel, the harder it becomes to travel.

This is as usual.

I guess Lichten was also assumed, as usual, he started loading support while saying bumps.

So, I could go out and drop him off, but as usual, Lichten doesn't try to get in the carriage.

(for Lichten) Fortunately, he doesn't have the power to drag Lichten into the carriage to see where that little body has such power.

I feel that the light has already disappeared from the eyes of the faceless.

"Sister."

"Yes, what?"

There was Lichten between the hands I spread out while I was looking at it approximately.

At a height that is already so much higher than mine, he cleverly puts his head on my shoulder.

I narrowed my eyes to brown hair with a complex color flavour that was grey that tickled my cheeks.

"... I want to keep taking you back"

I managed to hear Liechtenstein's low voice talking to the blubber.

He exhaled immediately afterwards, ha.

"Someday," he returned, surprised by the extravagantly hot exhalation on his neck.

I'm honestly surprised because I thought he'd been away from his sister for so long.

He was reluctant to treat me like a child or a brother, and he didn't like to approach me inexorably.

I did miss him, but he thought it was like a kitten rubbing off on a whim every now and then, and that was adorable.

But speaking of which, I feel I've been particularly sweet on this homecoming.

"... what happened?

"........................ Yea"

That's what Lichten said to spit out, which took plenty of time.

I tilt my face and look at Lichten, but it was only in the back of my head that I could see it in my sight, and it didn't come true to ask for an expression.

Ha, and I can hear Claude coughing again almost at the same time as I sigh hot again.

... and feel bigger than earlier.

"Lichten"

Lichten shook her shoulder frighteningly as she stroked her beloved brother's head to urge her with one hand.

Then sigh again.

I wonder if happiness would escape if I kept sighing so much.

"............... Why, you're my sister and brother..."

"Huh?"

Blur and Lichten spoke so low that I could not hear it.

"It's nothing," Lichten mutters and finally looks up.

"Sister."

"Yes."

Claude coughed again.

Lichten looked like a pioneer, and I laughed bitterly as I looked up at Lichten like that.

"If anything happens to my sister, I don't know what to do."

"Well, it's a mess."

"I'm serious."

Lichten continued to turn his truly sincere eyes to me, laughing corny.

My chest gets warm.

How happy I am to have such a wonderful Lichten as my brother.

If there had been such a presence beside Elle and Filmelia, and if they had been able to keep the burden, what difference would it have been?

It's too late. Although it is a story that is too late.

And that's what I want to be to this sweet brother, too.

"Yeah, Liechten.

I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you, either. I am your sister. "

Lichten frowned.

I turn that way, distorting my face in a grumpy way.

"... well... don't make me worry too much anyway"

"Okay."

Lichten smiled back at me with a big sigh and then laughed like trouble.

You seem to be my sister, and I exhale at him, "What do you mean?" She asked, "Go ahead yourself," she poked back.

To my mind, I'm sure it doesn't mean very well.

Somehow I regret it.

I heard Claude cough three times this time.

Lichten showed no further reaction.

Turn your usual, refreshing grin.

It was more crushed and full of charity than that laugh that was making noise to the ladies at the school and in the king's capital.

"Sister, I love you"

I dyed my cheeks slightly peachy and Lichten said so.

I also have a full smile on my fluffy, naturally zero lines.

"Yeah, me too."

"... so that's not what you mean..."

Lichten's mouth moves with a bump and a grin again.

At the same time Claude dropped some coughing.

Lichten's words were scratched off by a cough that was already much bigger.

Shortly after re-asking, Lichten had already turned her heels back.

He opens the door ahead of Lichten to the carriage.

And I sent a bitter smile unto him that hath a pious face.

"But be careful!

"Sister!

Lichten smiled back as she raised her voice as she walked early toward the slow-running carriage.

He stops at the border of the mansion's premises and waves at the carriage, which grows smaller at all times.

When I realized I was smiling all the time.

Thus did Lichten return to the king's capital.