Tanaka family, reincarnated.

Prisoner.

Though there is moonlight, the midnight school creates a quiet and creepy atmosphere.

"Ugh... lololololololol, Robert. Well... why do I have to retrieve that disgusting bug?

"Shut up, Brian. Shut up and look."

Robert and Brian were desperately looking for the bugs they dropped from the top of the tree to Emma Stewart this morning.

"If they find out you left the mansion in the middle of the night, they'll scold me."

Brian was forced to bring Robert to school to help him find insects.

Robert and Brian's mansion are adjacent, and because each other's houses have always been intimate with each other, there is a way out to connect the two mansions.

Once upon a time when I was still young, when I didn't look great, Robert came through this loophole to sneak in at night to play with Brian, but lately he's only been used to bring mischief.

"Brian! Find it quick! You can't go home until you find it."

Strangely enough, I can't find that disgusting bug as one.

There should have been so many of them.

Robert can't hide the rush color.

My father was mad, and he wouldn't let me in the mansion with his bare hands.

Brian and I will try to crawl through the bushes around the trees to open up the current situation, which is going to be the worst.

Split the grass, move the stones, and carefully travel little by little to the cobblestone path......

All the while, my legs appeared in front of me.

Brian's one, I told him to look seriously... and if he looked up at that foot hatefully, the owner of that foot was not Brian, but of the pitch-black hair and eyes that blend into the darkness of the night...

"Your Highness!!!?

There was a figure of Prince Edward.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night like this? Robert Lance."

With an icy cold look, the prince called Robert.

Behind the prince, Arthur.

Behind Arthur are dozens of royal castle knights refraining.

"Why, Your Highness!?

Brian screams as he looked around the tree.

"Why? I'd like to hear this one, Brian. How did you get here? Where there was such a commotion in the morning."

A cold eye shines on the prince's kink.

Bugs descended from the sky.

In an interview conducted after the disturbance calmed down, the truth, to which the ladies replied with a trembling mouth, was what the princes and knights clapped out.

There wasn't a killer out there, there was a demon out there, there was an explosion, and the cause was a bug, which, according to the victim's maid, was the most horrible disgusting looking bug in the world.

Disgusting bug with enough puffy shape to outrun the G.

To begin with, the prince and knight who clapped out would only listen, and the more I felt sorry for her, the more the lady's tremor would not heal, the brighter blue face, and she would talk about the morning incident.

And above all, when the biggest victim who was directly beneath that descent found out it was Emma Stewart, the prince nearly lost me with worry and anger.

God.

Why does Emma have to be the only one to see this?

Will her heart be all right, delicate?

Brittle, delicate. Will her body be all right?

The knight's story says he's safe without injury, and reports have been received.

But given Emma's character, which makes me worry about no one, I can't really feel safe until I see her face directly.

If this disturbance was done intentionally, I can't forgive it.

"Put Robert and Brian in jail."

Command the knights aligned behind you.

"Ha!?... Your Highness!!!?

"Why did you come to the store? Huh?

In the words of the prince, the complexion of Robert and Brian finally realizes their situation.

Running gaps and other royal castle knights cannot give, and the two disappointingly detained from both sides are taken to jail.

"Wait!! Your Highness, have mercy!

"Wow, I'm Robert from the Duke of Lance house! I'm not in a good position to touch when I'm a knight............ here we go! Hey, Arthur, what are you standing there looking at? Hey, help! Hey!"

The cries of Brian and Robert echo vainly into the evening school.

"Your Highness. Is that good? He told me to go to jail with discretion."

The Lance family has a high degree of dividing influence among the nobles.

If you put Robert in jail, who will be your heir, you won't shut up.

"... Lance family and disgusting bugs. I have a little idea. If the bugs Robert unleashed were sole, Robert wouldn't be enough to punish him."

Even Arthur, who is always with him, answers the prince with cold eyes so cold that his hiatus and spine freeze.

If that bug is an example bug.

If you're saying that the insect in that example was released over Emma's head.

It's difficult, even because it suppresses anger.

And suppose it was that example bug that Robert and the others were looking for on purpose.

If that example bug is lost........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Though the Duke's family's warrant, it won't be blameless.

I'm going to report to my father, Your Majesty.

The killer is a student of the school.

But it was no longer a matter of getting done with child pranks.

"Mr. Cormay, Mr. Cormay. Just for a second, will you stop by?

"Ni?"

Usually, Emma was on her way to her desk even though it was her time in bed.

He spreads a large piece of paper all over his desk, squeezing out his memories desperately and writing some hard shapes.

"Um... three more aren't coming out. There must be eight... Hmm... Do you know who this is? Hmm... over there... Mr. Cormay? Just a little bit more, huh? I'm sorry?"

"Uh-huh?

The majority of the large paper Emma writes is under Mr. Cormay's body.

The more you focus on the shapes, the more Mr. Cormay stretches his body over them and interrupts them.

"Oh, hey, look, it's gonna ink your hair, right?

"Uh-huh?

"Yeah, yeah, I'll sleep in a little bit. Let's sleep in bed together, shall we? But just this square, let me write it... right? Right forefoot...... that, on purpose? Nails! Nails! Store it properly! No, there isn't, is there?

"Uh-huh?

"Yeah. Just five more minutes. Then we'll sleep together, right?

Though I once had a system of going into bed and sleeping, when I remembered Mr. Cormay's line of bovine animals, I flashed one interesting play.

I thought we were going to sleep together, but you didn't like how Emma woke up and wrote something out of her obsession, and Cormay doesn't move in formation on her desk.

The pressure is amazing.

Emma completes the five shapes she remembered as she attacked plainly with Kormey.

"Three more... let's give up..."

"Uh-huh?

"Yeah. It's over, it's done! Mr. Cormay, why don't we play with this tomorrow?

"Nha!?

"Remember Mr. Cormay, too. The shape of this V is the formation of crane wings, and like this arrow is the formation of fish scales!

"Nha?

"Yes, yes. Tomorrow, let's have fun with Mr. Kormei, the cows and the Takeda Army!

"Nanny?

"Yes. Takeda Army... is that it? Didn't you think of Zhuge Fengming? Is that it? Subtly suspicious to remember..."

"Nha!!