Tanaka family, reincarnated.

I put Emma to bed claiming to be okay, and as soon as I was gently wiping the sweat, I fell asleep.

It hurts my heart to think that I was making it quite impossible.

So much, I want to take so much care of it, Emma always gets in trouble.

Is it my own self that would want me to rely more on her to endure constantly smiling to care and reassure me around?

For the royal castle to be a little crappy now, I don't have much time at school just to take classes.

Still, I could see Emma slowly getting out of shape the past two weeks. Sometimes I even lay down at my desk and rested during the day off.

Speaking up, I didn't make any further pursuits then to Emma, who responds okay with her usual smile, but she didn't look okay enough to be deluded today.

All of a sudden, when Emma spoke Imperial, she couldn't move with much surprise.

The King does not understand the imperial language.

Pronunciation, grammar, and letters, as if they were words of another world, are even said to have ears, eyes, and heads that do not have the organs to recognize it.

Sometimes it's hard to hear words, but it's hard to keep remembering them.

That was not limited to the Kingdom, and many countries were unable to communicate with the Empire.

The Imperial State has been largely clandestine for a long time, but poor weather conditions last year made it more difficult for food to feed itself.

It was a few months ago that a request for support came to the Kingdom via an island country called Baritou, which could communicate with a handful of empires.

The kingdom may have stood an arrow of white feathers because of its wealth of resources thanks to the bounty of vast lands and historical wizards.

There were few who disagreed with the mysterious empire, but decided it was because the king seemed arbitrary and interesting.

The first issue was still the wall of words, between which Baritou, far from the kingdom, is unable to proceed as he thought with his laid-back nationality.

In the meantime, it was the Empire who was in a hurry to reduce the food stockpiled.

The royal family of the Empire, through its bloodline, is said by the people to be like God.

The prince, his god, managed to connect the kingdom by remembering the kingdom language himself and staying in the kingdom by calling it studying abroad in order to conduct negotiations.

It would also be helpless for the prince or king to get excited that Emma spoke Imperial language at this evening's dinner party, which was held about doing it after such a hard time.

But for a moment Emma's body seemed stiff when the king stuffed her further into confusion Emma.

Seeing where the king is grasping, the surprise shock finally melts, returning to sanity and pulling the king apart, but realizing it was too late.

The grinning face hasn't worked.

I'm also shaking my voice saying it's okay.

Sweat floated on my forehead, and I'm going to fall now.

As a kingdom, it is urgent to grasp why Emma can speak Imperial language.

Information on how far the Imperial language can be understood, how much time it takes to read and write letters, and how much time it takes to translate them into the Kingdom language is enough for the King and the aristocrats who know the circumstances to have their hands out of their throats.

It is also a matter of national interest, and it will surely be targeted if it is known that it exists in other countries.

But......

More than that, I couldn't stand the fact that Emma in front of me seemed to be spicy.

I didn't want anyone to see me like that.

............... this is my own self too.

Concon and a modest knock are made and an earlier maid enters the room.

"Um, get Emma dressed... I'm sorry about my nightgown, but if you don't mind, please use it. I was wondering if it would be painful to stay in the dress..."

A maid gives a nightgown to Nanny and Hilda.

A complete act of goodwill that I didn't even ask for, and a normal maid wouldn't burn her care so far.

Leaving the room while I let Emma change.

Emma basically doesn't change her attitude, whether she's a maid or a prince.

Though I call you politely and thankfully differently, I won't look down because I'm a prince and I won't look down because I'm a maid.

Both are respectful and gentle as people.

So everyone likes me.

I finished dressing and Emma stayed asleep when I walked into the room again.

Hilda is also holding hands worryingly.

"Even if I let him change his clothes, his consciousness, he didn't return. How the hell could this kid have done it..."

The doctor who saw Emma also spoke a little confused.

"The scar itself is completely blocked, and I was wondering if it was a problem... But it was a pretty deep wound, so maybe there's something left in your body that affects you. Anyway, right now, we're going to have to rest without forcing it."

Wounds that even doctors can only guess.

Were you enduring it all by yourself so that no one would notice?

After a while, Leonardo picked Emma up to the royal castle.

"Leonardo, I'm sorry. Emma did this while I was attached..."

Hilda explains the situation to Leonardo and apologizes.

"Mother-in-law, Emma would be fine. My cat didn't make a scene, and I won't dare take you home."

"... cat? Huh? Cat?

Emma...... and Leonardo speak up but have no reaction to Emma.

As far as I can tell, I feel very comfortable sleeping. I can even wake him up, but he's pathetic, so I'll hold him up and twirl him with the blanket I was bringing him.

"Well, Your Highness and your mother-in-law are sorry Emma took care of you"

Excuse me...... and the prince rushes to Leonardo trying to leave the room, he goes with it but just opens the door, his leg stops.

A dozen men were standing in the way of the path.

"Count Stewart, I need to talk to you a little bit about Emma Stewart"

The nerve-looking man who was at the front speaks as he looks sideways at Emma held by Leonardo.

"Now? I'm taking it in..."

Leonardo answers as troubled, but the man does not back down.

"This is a critical issue for the Kingdom. We need to know as soon as possible."

The men step forward and put pressure on them.

"I'd like to get my daughter home early and give her a break, but not tomorrow?

Leonardo smiles without giving in to the pressure at all.

Leonardo, with his forged flesh, who has been taller and confronted by demons as a hunter for one head than the men in the first place, is physically stronger.

Even if the number of people has doubled, I don't think the results will be the same.

"You guys, what are you doing! Just get out of there."

The prince who was behind him turns up and bulks the men.

"Your Highness, this is about shaking the backbone of the country's diplomacy. It is not a place where sex takes precedence. Anyway, leave it to us diplomats."

Humph laughs with his nose, and the man that he is a diplomat takes another step forward with an attitude that doesn't even mean to stop the prince.

Looks like the aristocrats who served in diplomacy who were watching Emma speak Imperial language rushed together.

"This is Diplomat Oliver Defros. How disrespectful! As for the word against the second prince of the kingdom, isn't it slightly against courtesy?

Hilda joins from behind.

"Duke Hilda Sullivan!... Whatever they say, we will do our job!

I am frightened for a moment by the ghost of manners and the feared Hilda, but diplomats use the great nickname for the country and don't back down.

"Ha, funny. Emma's just a 13-year-old girl, isn't she? How many homelands do you need to serve when you're unconscious and you're about to suffer? Who are you, diplomats, going to push my grandchildren to wipe your ass, who can't speak Imperial as one?

There's no reason to know so far other than Leonardo that I'm just feeling good and sleepy.

"Become what!? We're moving for the kingdom! More than that, say Duke of Sullivan......!

It was Hilda's big, loud sigh that desperately stopped the mouth of the overlapping diplomat. A manner-taking maid trembles, even the king stops moving for a moment, a ghost sigh of manners.

"Oliver, and behind that, to Connor, Robinson, Bran, Mason, Kristen, Morrison, Austin...... Ha... If your parents haven't been polite by now, you can't expect the manners of the young lady either, can you? About time... I asked you how old you were looking for your fiancée...? It's going to be the subject of our next tea party."

"Do you threaten!!?

There is no place for a daughter-in-law, bewitched by the ghost of manners.

"It must be you who are using the country as a shield to threaten me. I just personally grasped your poor manners, though?

"" "Hih!

"" "I'm so sorry -!!

Except for the man who was in the lead in pieces, he leaves.

"Whoa you guys! Don't run! Hey!

A single diplomat still stares at Leonardo in front of the door.

"Unfortunately, my daughter is needlessly more important to me than the kingdom. If this behavior punishes you, you can punish me as much as you want."

As he looks down from above, the diplomat trembles viciously as Leonardo grins. Keep it up, barometric tons of buttocks.

I'm laughing, but the tingling air was wrapping around me.

"If you understand, thank you"

The butt cake opened the door that was blocked, and Leonardo left the room, giving the prince and Hilda a a hand and leaving the royal castle behind.

Emma will know when Leonardo wakes up refreshed that he's picked up has made another fuss.