Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

Having successfully interacted with your mother, I am well on my way.

... I wish I could have said that.

It's a thrilling Mariabelle with a feeling that she's going to lose her way forward because of it. Why you are in such a pussy predicament later, today there are more important events waiting than that.

"Maria, are you okay? Are you tired because there are so many people?

"No, it's just a jerk. Mother, you must be very kind."

Somebody praise me for caring about my mother even though my heart is overexercising due to fatigue and tension. My facial expressions are complaining of pain. This is the right muscle ache, my ancestor used to say.

Why should I endure such pain? If it's a little something, I'm using my toddler's authority to avoid it, but this time it won't work either.

Because I'm the star of the day.

"Congratulations, Mariabelle."

"Four more…… it's not long before a child grows up."

Today is a party to celebrate the birth of one daughter of the Duke of Tempest...... that is my 'birthday party'.

It goes without saying that the scale is not such a cute thing as a 'birthday party'. Are your parents, other than your relatives, awkward for your fourth birthday... are you all free?

I would be happy if you gave me a birthday gift, but I want you to meet me... It hasn't been an hour since I started, but I want to go home already.

Even though there are delicious dishes and sweets lined up in front of you, the abdomen tightened to the dress has no clearance for bugs to bug. I have to laugh in the middle of my parents once the greetings of the great people who come instead are all things to my father.

But the last time I want to go home is when the great ladies arrive.

"Mariabelle really looks like the owner and looks forward to the future."

"Yeah, really... I wish the color of my eyes was the same"

It is your mother who sees the eyes of the lady who said so. Even fools will know that their eyes are not friendly. Even if I were a true four-year-old, I would have felt a nasty vibe.

Like your father's copy, I look just like your father. As I grow up, my face changes, but as I remember, in ten years I will be able to have a beautiful girl who has fully inherited the cold beauty of her father.

Such resemblance to my only mother is the color of Pastel Purple eyes. The sight is tight because of your father's resemblance. I wanted to look like your mother.

Pastel colors are also rare in a fantasy world where a wide variety of colors are acceptable. This is a great story for your wives who come to say they don't like ticks just now.

I like it because it suits my father's hair. From my point of view, the pastel color, blue and green are no different.

…………

"……… Mother, are you kidding me?

"Yeah, it's okay...... Maria, aren't you hungry? You haven't even eaten the cake yet, have you?

"To…………?

"The mothers will do the greeting, so eat something."

The usual gentle grin lurked his breath, and there was an atmosphere where he could not say whether or not he had a tight bitter grin.

Maybe he still cared not to show me the dirty part of the adult. Otherwise, there is no reason for that kind mother to make such an imposition.

"…… Yes. I'll get the cake."

I'm worried about leaving your mother, but I can't do anything with her. No, I'd rather offer you a derogatory story about your mother if I were there.

I couldn't resist thinking so, I just wouldn't leave the place.

× × × ×

"……… annoyed."

As my mother told me, I went all the way around the party and ate some cake and stuff and I was... exhausted.

I thought everyone wanted to be a father, but the reading was sweet.

My father, that is, the Duke of Astakirua, head of the Tempest family, is a superior nobleman even when seen solely in the capacity of saying Duke, and even superior when combined with the Tempest family names...... very briefly, second in the country, next to the royalty.

Of course, based on various positions and circumstances, it will change. My knowledge does not allow me to explain this in more detail, so let's give up. I mean, it's such a great house.

And I will be the only daughter of such a house, and everyone will look upon me as special if you give me the love of drowning. No, annoying.

Besides, I'm a four-year-old kid right now. The contents, anyway, look like a toddler girl that could be dropped with a single candy ball.

Father can't, but if it's my daughter... what a bunch of mindless adults, children with such adults as parents, are next. It was going to be human disbelief. I'm scared if you don't hide my lower heart.

It was when I came to the unpopular backyard that I finally felt safe to sprinkle.

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

This is once a year......... I want you to give me a break. Diplomacy is approximate.

"I wonder if it will soon be over………………"

"What?

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!?

Dejav.

No, it's Dejavu, isn't it Dejavu? I don't care about any of them anymore. In other words, a sense of ready-to-see. I think I've seen it before.

Yeah, but you do say "I've never experienced it before, but I feel like I've experienced it before". Then this is not a deja vu.

If you were alarmed that no one was there, there would actually be people... you've experienced it before. Next time, let's make a motto of 'The Great Offender'.

"Are you deaf?

"I don't want to, but I do."

When you look at the Lord of your voice with your hands on your forehead, the Lord of your voice is as you would expect.

"You again..."

One day a boy, there he is. What's going on with the count rate? The most unpleasant pattern of seeing you when you're not usually that expensive but you don't want to see you the most.

"I was there first."

"Is that so……."

Can I do it again? Is it too much for me to look around? No, no, no. This kid must be shadowy. I don't know about the transfer of responsibility or anything.

"So, why are you so tired today? Today's your day, isn't it?

"hehe... hehe, how do you know"

"Mariabelle, I was so hungry."

"... at last?

An unpleasant sweat runs down my spine.

I thought he was a civilian on his own because of his tone, or even if he was noble, he was inferior... but could he be this kid if he was pretty good? If they're calling me to my birthday party, they won't be civilians first.

If so, it's very bad. Because I am a lady for once.

"The arch at the entrance, and the halter at the venue. The one that I was with."

…………

Hmm? Arch? Flowers?

"Kate Ellis. You're doing me, because it's me."

"To, and to……………………………"

Two eagles, two eagles...?

No, no, it's not, it's too temperamental. It's okay. I'm calm.

"He takes care of me...?

"Is that what you want?

Right. But I don't want you to look at 'what are you talking about, this guy' with your eyes. It's hard for a child to make fun of you.

"Ah... that's why you were in the Bulb Garden that day"

'Cause I was hippo till I got my hands on every one of them.'

I see. Convinced. And reassuring.

This time and last time, I have exposed my true nature to the boy. It sounds good when you say you don't have a back table, but doing it in the upper class is suicidal... foolish. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for your noble son, the lady, to receive an English talent education from an early age.

Me? I have leveraged the last five experiences (of Mariabelle) to the degree of courtesy required of a four-year-old. It's only about four years old... but I see it as a foundation. Positive importance.

"Yes... uh, the boy..."

"Calamity."

Yarn? Oh, you want to knit too?

"Kate Ellis. That's why it's better than you."

"Ah... Really?"

Honestly, a five-year-old claiming to be older doesn't come pin. It's a fact...... consider my mental age. No, it's definitely true, isn't it? I turned four today, so I'm pretty sure you're older, Kate. Even if you're five, you're older.

"Kate, you are."

"Kate is fine. It's all so ugly."

"... So, Kate, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to party?

"Because if my son does, he will say a lot. My lord told me not to worry about it, but my eyes were all around me."

You're such a jerk...... I agree.

"You're the one, aren't you?" What are you doing here? "

"…… I appreciate everyone around me saying it, but if you're happy, you can say it's better if you don't, or if you don't mind coming, you can say it's better if you don't."

"I ran away because I was delighted."

You were bluffing desperately, but you made it clear to me, this guy. It's true, but it's true, but I won't tell you, it's a flower!... Is that how you use it?

"Because we're all exaggerating just because we're four. I have more bullying to do…………"

"What were you saying the other day?

"... Yes, thanks to Kate, I was able to get along with your mother, thank you"

"Me, did you do something?

"... because I wanted to thank you, that's fine."

Something... mypaced child. The pace will be disrupted. Is this what all five-year-olds are like? I wonder if I can interact with my generation...

"But let's just say you're not being nice again……."

"Grandma?"

"Yeah, Dad."