Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

I call her Neriel, I like her voice.

I like eyes that fall back when I laugh.

I like the moment when the grown-up tone breaks down for just a moment.

One other cup, for example soft hair, the color of the eyes that glow when you look at the macaroon, the warmth of the hand offered.

There are so many things Maria likes that I can't remember.

But I don't know what that emotion is. [M]

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It was Brother Rave who gave me the plan to invite Maria and the others to the villa. Because I usually have fathers and I can't call them home, but I go to my brother's villa every year for just a long holiday from school.

I always keep visiting and wondering if I should turn to the entertainment side from time to time.

I'm staying at the villa, but I have everything I need. I ended up relying on your brothers from what to what, but Maria and the others replied to the invitation, "I'm happy and looking forward to it".

I'm glad. It's been a while, but I just want to be with you. Anyway, I'm glad to see you.

It's not like I've been away for years, and it's not long enough for people to change. There is no change in what I would call growth.

I don't know if I could change my forehead at all, but I ended up worried about my gaze around the party and I'm starting to stretch.

I don't know what you're doing, how can you be like this? I thought Maria had changed a little, but when I was alone, I shriveled.

Until Maria arrived, I was really contriving.

"You cut your hair, you look great"

Just one word, and that clears my mind.

The happy smile is on my favorite Maria's face.

I think this is what makes me happy. Every time I see Maria, I feel like I can be strong.

Maria and I always do that the day we meet properly. No, even if I don't see you, I'm thinking about Maria.

Do you want Maria to eat the delicious treats too? You think the pretty dress looks good on Maria? I wonder if Maria likes beautiful flowers, too.

It's all about Maria that I talk to my brothers, and she told me that.

"Neriel really likes Mariabelle."

I felt suddenly, clearly, exposed to reality.

I like Maria, and that's certainly true. Fun and happy, happy. I want to be with you more, and I missed you when I went up to school, even though I knew I was going to be there in a year.

But that's something I can tell you, Kate.

Maria introduced me to an older friend who doesn't laugh very much but is calm and gentle and can be relieved to be with me. Like when you're with your brother.

Not just Maria, Kate, but someone you love and care about.

But somehow, Maria and Kate are uncomfortable making you equal.

I like it just as much, but it's a little different.

It's just as important, but just a little, no.

But I don't see the difference. [M] Only two friends are on too different terms by comparison. Boys and girls. Different ages, Kate, originally you were introduced to me by Maria.

Is this a natural difference?

Difference in how fast we met? Or Kate, because you're the one who introduced me to you?

"When Neriel gets into school, I'll introduce you to my friend."

I could see that my heart made a noise in the words. I used to always feel, the same as when I was ashamed of my impudence every time I was compared to my brother.

Maria is expanding the world, and I don't even understand how I feel.

Though I managed to laugh so Maria wouldn't notice me talking happily. Little talk about the school since is in my head.

She's just too clear to laugh.

"…… I, ha."

Maria likes it. That's definitely not a lie. Because my world is no exaggeration when Maria begins.

But I don't think that's enough. I don't think I can tell you how much I like you.

Both your brothers and Kate should have the same feelings of liking.

To Maria, it's supposed to be the same thing, but it's completely different.

"I wonder why."

I wonder what the difference is. It's my emotion, but I don't know.

Is it different because it is my family? Is it different because it is a boy?

This is my first friend, so is it so special?

Is it true that Maria is the only one who feels this feeling?

Do we all understand? I wonder how people can divide the kinds of feelings they hold in people. Compared to someone else, choose and will you finally know? Because I don't have the 'comparable object' that I need the most.

Is it special because you compare, or because you can't compare? Either way, I don't know anything else. I can't do anything.

In the end, I don't even know who I am.

Naturally, it wasn't me who expanded my world, it was Maria.

"…… Neriel?

"Ah..."

For a moment, I thought it was an illusion. The hallucinations the over-thought brain showed.

"What's wrong? Don't even turn on the lights………………."

Would you like to take a bath? The looser clothes than the daytime are a good set of ups and downs for sleeping, and would be one of the things your brother chose.

It was too realistic to make it look like it was too much of a fantasy, and it didn't take me long to realize it was him.

"You were even watching it on the moon?

The living room window that leads to the garden is on one side of the wall, and that light is enough for a day when the moon is as beautiful as it is today. It's probably because Maria was able to judge my face.

Maria, who approached me, stood right next to me and looked at the sky the same way.

"I knew you'd look beautiful in nature. Let's come down."

Hehe, the smiling face is a little higher than mine. It's only natural that I'm smaller than my older Maria, who was originally lower in her age, but even that now seems like proof of a wider distance to me.

"I... can't do that."

"What…………?

"At all, no... I thought you were growing up"

Little by little, I guess I'm changing. I never thought about going outside, cutting my hair, or before.

The narrow world is spreading, and that must be wonderful.

But I don't know what to do from here.

Where should I go or is it right if I go on? Is this early enough, isn't it late, or doesn't it have to be sooner?

I can't see ahead every step of the way, and when I take my feet out and look at them, I get right back with the fear that I can't see the bottom.

Even if you want to go after her, your back keeps moving away.

"Even though I've been late, I have to work hard."

I think I'm the one who kept the world closed, and the responsibility lies with me, of course, and I have to work hard.

"Maybe you're the only one who thinks that, huh?

"What…………?

"Growth is something you don't realize."

I'm sure she doesn't know what a lightly released word means. Deep thoughts don't mean to comfort me, they just say what they think.

And the usual behavior for her always changes me.

"Maria, Neriel was there...... what are you doing?

"Kate!"

"I said I'd go get it, but it's too late."

You showed up, Kate, in a way that reminds me of taking a bath, just like Maria. But I kind of don't think it suits you, Kate, because maybe it's a selection of your brothers.

"Neriel, we're gonna play in my room."

"Uh..."

"Maria wants to play cards. So I went looking for Neriel."

"Because the moon was beautiful, with"

"Yes, yes…………………………."

"Well, let's go, Neriel!

The hand stretched toward this one is no different from then. Just like back then, Maria looks back at me no matter how far away she is and reaches out to me.

Though that was comfortable, wanted to be sweet, and actually sweet.

Then I found out there was an answer that I didn't get.

"... Yeah, I'm going. I'm a strong trump."

"Maria must be the one who's weak with the cuts, because she'll be right in her face"

"No! Something that can beat your mother!

"It means these three."

I call her Neriel, I like her voice. I like eyes that fall back when I laugh. I like the moment when the grown-up tone breaks down for just a moment. All the places that make your eyes shine on the sweets, the warm hands, the fact that you're a mistress.

There are a lot of them, what Maria likes.

But I don't know what that emotion is. [M]

So I want to know.

This feeling is where this special connects. If I may, I wish I had thoughts for her alone.

I wish Maria was my special favorite.