Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Continued from Theo Eilenberg viewpoint.

"... I'm tired."

“…………”

On the back of a horse singing kapokapo and tranquil footsteps, there was no reply to the words he said while looking up at the blue sky.

Lutz, riding on the back of a horse running side by side, stares in front of her, with empty eyes like a dead fish. Apparently she doesn't feel like talking.

The unfamiliar magical outbreak in a forced march on a carriage. The fact that I was nervous all the time is added, and I feel tired.

I neglect to move one finger, and if I relax, my eyelids will soon stick.

I wanted to sleep a little earlier now.

In the Kingdom of Skelts, the unit under the direct control of the King, the neighboring country, Vint, will first take care of himself. Since then, it is a matter of countries, so our role is up to here.

Originally, we would have entered the Kingdom of Vint illegally despite force majeure, but it is probably that our two Highnesses did something about that.

With little interrogation, we went home.

The knights arrived for pick-up, but said they were instructed by the Prince to stay at a remote fort, but declined to affirm.

I want to take a rest slowly after returning.

The knight who was faithful to the order was reluctant, but after Lutz muttered with a smile saying, "It is the first time I lose consciousness without a collar, so I will explode .... I didn't say anything.

Lutz, who should have been a little bit looser than me, seemed to agree.

I was so scared that I couldn't help getting into the castle, so I was bitter and laughing.

"……quickly"

Lutz, who is worried that he has lost consciousness on the horse because he does not move too much, opens his mouth.

He turned his gaze on what, he continued, staring at the front.

"I want to go home"

“…………”

The small mutter that spilled out was very common.

But it was the first word that came out of Lutz's mouth.

I and Lutz met at the orphanage in the early summer of seven years old.

The first impression I had when I saw him was "Thin guy".

The silver hair and white skin that are close to white are so pale that they are likely to dissolve into the elder flower planted in the garden of the orphanage and disappear, and their limbs are so thin that you cannot imagine a boy of the same age.

The indigo blue eyes, which are supposed to be the only dark color among him, have no fragments of vitality, and the presence seems to be sparse.

What kind of raising will result in such a thin human being?

My question was answered immediately after hearing his background.

Perz seems to have been hidden and lived. It was only their parents who knew about them, and their grandfathers and grandmothers living far away, and their neighbors, were unaware of Lutz.

I thought I couldn't tell if my newborn baby was a mage or not, but why. But Lutz, whose magic is out of spec, may have already been showing signs when he was a baby.

Like me, mages often change their eye color when activating magic. I change from red to gold and Lutz from blue to silver.

When you were a baby, you probably wouldn't have much magic, so magic would have been a subtle thing that you couldn't feel with your five senses, but your eyes would have changed color.

Perutz's parents would have noticed his mage qualities and decided to lock him up. Although his parents have died, it is only speculation now.

Then Lutz arrives at the orphanage and is isolated without being intimidated by others.

Well, I'll ignore it even if I talk, and I'm completely self-sufficient. I was the only one who voluntarily came close to me.

I seem to have been abandoned in front of the orphanage as soon as I was born, and it is an old child among the orphanages. Although they were missed by Chibi as brothers, they still didn't think they were family members because they knew that they were foreign.

The more you yearn, the more terrible the rejected future was, and sometimes it became suffocating.

Only Lutz, who was indifferent to me, was a little easier to breathe, and I often stayed with him.

There is a small mountain behind the orphanage. Lutz loved the base of the big tree that grew there. After finishing his allotted work, Lutz headed straight away, so I had to stick on my own and sleep on the tree branch.

There is almost no conversation between Lutz reading and me taking a nap. Before the sun sets, I say, "I'm going home," but Lutz hasn't responded.

The orphanage was probably not the place to return. For Lutz, and for me.

Winter turned 10 years old.

I was so powerful that I couldn't help Father.

Some years ago, I felt that there was uncontrollable power within me. Magical power is likely to be influenced by the undulations of emotions, and in my case, it is easily dragged by "anger".

I was called by the Father that day. Father Lutz, who does not seem to be familiar with him at all, and Fr., who does not like the seemingly friendly "good child" of me, have said that he should keep a long distance.

I was frustrated by the priest trying to persuade him with only the beautiful words, and the moment I cried out to know nothing, a nearby book burned.

While looking at the confused Father, a sense of despair with resignation rules me.

Oh, after all I was a monster.

It was Lutz that helped me stay crazy.

Lutz appeared before the children began to gather, noticing the uproar. As he holds his hand, the burning book freezes with a click.

"I'm the same kind of monster as this guy."

I can't forget the expression of the Father when Lutz said it. He had terribly stagnant eyes, as if he feared, despaired, insulted, and mercifully, simmering black emotions in the same pot.

Father, habit, described me and Lutz as "ordinary children."

You are just ordinary children with strong personality, my precious family.

I usually meet with a smile in normal times, but if I can show it even if it's magical, I scold it as bad. Magic is the power of the devil. I thought the expression of the priest at that time was more like a demon.

Even anger doesn't come out.

Father just pretends not to see.

It's just a matter of getting caught up and covering the smell.

You're not angry for us. I do not avoid magic because I love you. He is just not able to accept "I cannot accept my child".

Then the day passed and we were thirteen years old.

Finally, our existence in the country has fallen, and the distorted family pretend is over. Looking at the knights who came to protect us, the Father rebelled in his mouth, but his expression showed relief. The relationship that has been ignoring distortion has already deteriorated beyond recovery. Even if they weren't forcibly terminated, the end might have been imminent.

We met a princess three years younger at the royal castle brought in.

Platinum blonde, which gently undulates, is long enough to reach the waist, and the large eyes decorated with long eyelashes are the color of the clear sky. She has both fluffy loveliness and dignified beauty, and she was a vaguely drawn “princess” that I, who does not even read books.

However, the princess, which is formed by collecting only beautiful things, is intellectual, contrary to its innocent appearance. By the way, he was a stranger.

At first, I thought that your brother was approaching us to relieve you, but it was too stupid to be honest.

When asked if he was scared, he answered that he was scared.

If you return so honestly, you will be out of poison.

She seemed to have no lie in her words about wanting to know us. You'll have to believe it if you say it with a clear eye that you can't find a piece of malice.

The princess, who would not normally be allowed to approach, talked to us without getting tired.

Don't get angry at Lutz, who refuses. I was surprised by the fact that when I brought my handmade confectionery, saying "I'm feeding". The princess-made confectionery that never washed a single dish was better than the cook's.

Even though I'm a twister, I can't imagine that the one who walked up to here was just the top. My heart was filled with the warmth she gave me.

It's enough.

I don't say luxury to want you to accept me as a mage.

Yes, I thought.

She had long accepted us as mages. He wasn't looking away like a priest, he was just naturally recognizing us and standing beside him.

As soon as I understood, my shoulder power was released.

Don't be scared to be rejected anymore. You don't have to turn your back and do anything.

After all, we're an ice room in a kiln, so it doesn't make sense to look at it now. I thought it was laughable, laughable and laughter.

I wanted to be here.

Princess, Lutz, and me. By itself, I don't want anything. It doesn't matter what it is called.

You don't have to be a family member or a friend. For example, it may be master-slave.

"... Theo"

"... Hmm? Did you call me?"

I traced my memories of the past, and when I was indulging, I was called by Lutz.

You seem to wonder at me who was silent, and your gaze is turned.

"Suddenly, what happened?"

Does it hurt even your belly? I rounded my eyes to the words added.

The joking words sounded light, but you can tell from their expressions that they are really worried. It's a reaction I can't imagine from him.

"... you're curled up."

"Hah!? ... I'm worried about what people are doing.

When Lutz muttered, Lutz lifted up.

I think it's a round shape and a very expressive one.

"No, deeply emotional"

"If you are fighting, I will buy it at the asking price."

"It's thanks to the princess"

"!"

Lutz's white cheeks are colored.

He was so packed with words that he turned away to hide his reddish face.

"... I'm not an idiot"

"I see."

If you laughed at it, Lutz said nothing more.

Then, silently, we aimed at the royal capital by horse.

After a break and a nap on the way, when we finally arrive, we're gone. It was like moving at last with energy.

It was not the room assigned to us, but the greenhouse we were used to, that we were heading in, with no sense of insecurity.

I'm amazed at what I'm doing, even though there's no guarantee I'm there. But I really wanted to meet. I felt like I could meet.

“…………”

Open the greenhouse door.

A small shadow over the green leaf. A glance at the glistening platinum-colored hair. She turns away from her, so she doesn't notice us.

The escort knight standing immediately reacts and snouts uninteresting. Don't be sober.

"Princess"

Call it small.

A terrible voice came out that I couldn't think of my own.

I was afraid I couldn't reach, but the princess's shoulders shake to react to my voice.

"princess"

This time, Lutz calls, to compete. Its voice is as hard to hear as me.

But the princess looked back. The clear sky-blue eyes find us and open their eyes wide. I thought it was spilling, and it seemed vague.

“…………”

Dreadful lips slowly carve our names. But it didn't sound.

Take a step to stagger. The arm that the escort knight was trying to support controlled by hand and took another step.

"Lutz"

"……What"

"Theo"

"Yes, princess"

Called by the long-awaited voice, Lutz turned into a shy, sticky stick. I do not hide my joy and answer with a full smile.

"..."

The eyes of the stunned princess gradually bleed. She sneezed and distorted her face from her open lips, with the sound of air escaping instead of her voice.

"Well ... Theo ... Lutz"

Jewel-like tears slide down the cheeks of the princess calling us again. One after another, endlessly.

The princess leaks sobbing without hiding her crying face. He spun up his words like a child.

"Welcome home ... Welcome home, please ..."

At that moment, I felt delight.

The pleasure accompanied by the painlessness occupies the chest. The relief we got what we were looking for, a sense of fulfillment to the end. The urge to cry for some reason strikes even though it is not sad.

If the smile is distorted, isn't she misbehaving because she was hung by a princess?

Because it doesn't look good. I'm happy and about to cry.

"I'm back"

Finally found.

My return place.

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