Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Reincarnation princess Tako.

"The beast said, 'Don't be close to me; the terrible claws and kiba will crush you.' To the princess, it looked like she was crying. ''

Turn over the picture book page. I looked down to the next page and looked up at the restful sleep I heard.

The thin belly of a girl whose eyes are closed by filling her face in a pillow rises and falls regularly. He seemed to be embarrassed to read the rest of the book with his eyes shining, but apparently he had embarked on a dream world.

I close the book with a bitter smile.

Pull up the futon to the girl's shoulder and gently dismiss the hair on the face with your finger. A girl who sleeps comfortably does not seem to get up sometimes, even while snorting her nose. Until a few days ago, it seemed to be a lie that he had been hooked with heat.

I enjoyed a healthy sleeping face and gently kissed my forehead.

"good night, sweet dreams"

We lifted the lantern and quietly opened the door.

When you step outside, the crisp air strokes your skin. It was much easier to spend than hot daytime, but the humid nighttime moisturizing hair and skin wasn't very pleasant.

Close the door quietly and start walking.

It's bright tonight so you can walk without a lantern. When I looked up, a round moon was floating in the cloudless night sky.

"Full moon ..."

The pale cream moon looks different from the moon you saw in your home castle. Perhaps because the surrounding scenery is different, or is fostering so?

I remember the faces of the people waiting at the castle. A few days ago, I met Leonhard for a moment.

Have you reached the royal capital already? I guess it was a forced march, so I wonder if I was taking a rest slowly.

I'm fine.

I want to see you.

At last, I think about such a thing. Everyone is working hard, but I'm all about myself.

I stopped my foot and exhaled while looking up at the full moon.

If you don't like this, you hit your cheek lightly.

There was a sound that pushed through the bushes.

"!?"

I immediately turned the lantern in the direction of the sound.

There is no figure around.

Many of the exhausted Ku'ah people have fallen asleep, and the rest are quite patient. Many of the members of the Western Knights are sick and are recuperating. In other words, there are almost no people who go outside this night.

I thought no one would enter the forest even if I didn't keep a lookout, fearing the infection.

The area calms down, and only the voice of insects and the sound of leaf rubbing occasionally echo.

Doddot, insisting on his beating in the back of his ear.

The sound is heard once again. And as it continued, there was the sound of something crunchy and walking on the leafy carpet.

These regular sounds and weights are not beasts. I'm sure people.

When you run away, what can you do to such a weak girl, you can hear a voice in your head. But the body does not move upside down. Yeah, I can't move one step, as sewn.

While the whole body is trembling in small increments, only the hand holds the lantern high, whether it is a scary look or an instinct. Like trying to determine the identity of the approaching being, my eyes are fixed and I can't blink.

"...!"

A tall figure emerged from the darkness.

Dokukun, the heartbeat bounces. The rising scream sticks to the dry throat and does not come out. Only the squeaky sound spilled.

The tall shadow that notices the light raises his face.

I felt that my eyes and my eyes looked close together, looking through the shadow of the mantle.

"... Princess?"

A mutter reaches your ears.

It was an important person's voice, no matter how small it was.

"... Leon, you ...?"

Call the name of a scary beloved person.

Then he drops the hood of the mantle. Hard black hair spilled out. I feel that the cheeks that draw dignified eyebrows and sharp lines on the well-formed nose bridge are a little shaved. The brilliant beauty bleeds through the colors of fatigue that could not be hidden, but on the contrary, it even felt dangerously incense.

The long black eyes reflected me and were soft and slender. Relief breathes from the well-shaped lips.

The expression that seemed reassured instantly grabbed my heart.

"Oh ... good. You're safe."

"That!"

Leonhard-sama ... It's real Leonhard-sama.

The joy gradually rises. The heat slowly spreads to the fingertips that have lost their blood in fear.

My cheeks are hot. In another sense, my body trembles.

"Leo, Leon, too ..."

Oh oh, embarrassing. No words come out.

Leonhardt, approaching me, does not laugh at me and encourages me to continue with gentle eyes.

"Leon-sama was all right .. Welcome back."

Speaking of clogging, Leonhard-sama is shy.

"Yes, I just returned."

Leon nodded, smiling gently. Please do not look with such eyes. Because my chest is full, no more voices come out.

There is a person in front of you who has always wanted to meet you.

That reality was not immediately accepted. The happiness that has fallen down appears to be fleeting like a soap bubble that snaps and pops when touched.

Continue the conversation as if you were groping and measuring the distance.

Having met Johan. I was injured on my eyes, but it looks fine. Leon also told me that Prince Nahat was safely delivered to the royal capital.

Our conversation, facing each other at a distance of only one meter, was interrupted.

Leonhardt stared at me silently. Feeling the gaze around the whirlpool, itching.

Leonhardt leaned lightly and opened his mouth.

"Princess princess ... did you grow up?"

"Well, is that so ...?"

I don't understand well. I couldn't afford to take care of my growth, but I simply didn't know because there were only tall people around me. She was shorter than me, like Lily.

But I'm glad if it grew. It's a pleasure that even a little, the gap with Leonhardt narrows.

"Yes, no ..."

Leonhard puts his hand on his chin as he thinks. I do not understand the meaning of the line of sight with a little embarrassment.

If you think that you are seen in the eyes that are dazzled, you feel very restless. He muttered in a small voice. Unfortunately, it did not reach my ears.

I look for a topic while keeping the heat of my cheeks getting redder.

But thinking is empty, spinning around.

What do you do?

"Um ... Leon!"

"Yes?"

“Stomach!

The topic that began to suffer and entangled in the story was awkward.

Oh, it's done. The moment I said, I realized my blunder – but.

An understated sound was heard.

"!"

"...?"

What sound?