Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

I like it when I say I like it, but apart from that, getting into a bad classification is my impression of Your Highness.

I don't hate anything, and I think he's a solid good kid. His Royal Highness, who is thirteen years old, has settled much more than he used to, and he has a sense of self-consciousness and responsibility as a royal family.

I'll overlap it, but I don't hate it, and I think it's preferable. But that's human, not heterosexual.

Well, do you think it would be very difficult for me to talk to you?

"Liz, you look adorable today. Dresses of the same colour as eyes also look great"

Exactly like the prince of the story, or royalty, so he's actually a prince, but he can smile like that. I had a good laugh on my lips, thanking him without difficulty, not sure what to do.

I'm in a situation where I'm at a tea party or a party right now in the castle. Well, maybe it's close to finding a partner for the young kids, in the name of a tea party. There are roughly thirteen to sixteen-year-old men and women.

I must be the youngest, ten years old. I wonder why you were called to this event.

It's hard to say no once called, so this is what happened when I attended, even though I had a little choice.

Your Highness sends a compliment to me dressed in the deep red dress I'm wearing right now. Perhaps I have trouble getting around to the point where it's not a compliment.

Your Highness, please speak to the other women if you can. The gaze that pierces me is so hostile.

Look, the lady there is so cute, the fluffy wavy lady. She's cute like a doll, isn't she? I'm afraid my eyes aren't laughing.

"Your Highness, don't you have to say hello to the other women?

"I'm done."

Is that right? Are you saying you wanted me to stop?

"Roses look good on Liz today. Let me bring it from the garden later."

"No, I'm glad you feel like it, because I don't have any roses blooming in the castle garden"

"So what if it's a rose in here?

Without looking disturbed by my reluctance, His Highness smiled with a glittering effect about to fly. Then I gently attached His Highness's dress, the rose ornament attached to that chest pocket, to the ribbon that binds my hair.

It's made of vitreous craftsmanship, not flowers. It's a slight magical reaction. They must be bewitched to make it hard to break, but that's not the problem. What are you going to do by giving me this with a stone that looks obviously expensive?

"Your Highness, I'm in trouble"

"Anyway, the samurai wore it on their own, and once they did, they rarely looked into the eyes of the Yang again."

"It's... you don't have any body."

"Right? So it would be better for Liz to have one that suits her to make the most of it than for me not to use it"

That's what I was told. No, I should have tried to say no.

Whatever to do, to silence me on the expensive gift, His Highness smiled softly and took away my hair for a room. Gently stroke your mother's faintly pigmented hair to remove the mouthfeel that just touches the surface.

Oh, and a screaming voice goes up. You know what that means, Your Highness silenced his surroundings with a sweet smile without looking concerned.

If you're alone, you'll run away if you push it, but now you have your surrounding eyes. I have a verse that I do because I know it's a situation I can't refuse, so it's not of good quality.

"... thank you. Your Highness, it's time to talk to the other women. It's time for you to let me go because the other women seem bored."

"... don't you like talking to me?

I take a breath and step back to His Highness, who leans his neck a little sadly.... It's sloppy, Your Highness, that face. to the habit of knowing I'm vulnerable to pushing.

Your Highness is a convict, so I will surely eat and bind my teeth, and then shake my head with an outside smile.

"No way. I was just wondering if it would be better if His Highness avoided leaving you alone in such a place."

"Then you should come to my room next time. We can talk there without interrupting, right?

"That's more problematic, isn't it? Your Royal Highness must be thirteen years old, I was wondering if it would be a good idea to bring a woman into the room."

"Your father said you should make a fait accompli."

Hey, this is His Majesty the King.

... You can't, you have a tone of voice. What are you talking about, Your Majesty, because I'm still a child, like a fait accompli in the first place? There are only a few things I can do. It's like a kiss. That's not the only way I'll ever tie you up, and I won't let you do it in the first place.

"Your Highness, you're playing too much. Then, if you are the guest of honor, please speak to the other women. It's a public place."

"... Liz says the same thing as a squire."

Try to be childish and obstinate, as if only slightly swollen, Your Highness. On second thought, Your Highness is still old enough to go to middle school. I'm not even an adult.

... Well, I also think it's pathetic to be tied up with all the courtesies and friendships at your age. You want an exception called me.

"... please set up another place to talk to me. Then I'll treat you normally."

Not now, is it? and smiling a little pranky, Her Highness changed her complexion and a glowing look. You can't, I'm sweet to Your Highness, too. You think you have to say no, but when you look lonely, you can't throw it away.

If I suck, I'm afraid they're going to keep turning up the heat on me like this and attach me to my engagement. I know I'd rather let it go in moderation than be badly sweetened and obsessed......

His Highness seems to have fixed his mind, smiling at me in a slightly superior mood before going to the other ladies. I would have appreciated that from the beginning, but I can also say, Your Highness, that I have no choice because I have not found any value in this tea party itself.

I don't hate your Highness.

But I don't know how to take it against His Highness's honest favor. Because I don't know if I can live up to His Highness's favor.

Because it is so easy to understand and favored, I also know that people like it rather than complacency. What can I do about it?

Because I'm sweet, I'm stretching the answer first.

"... I'm in trouble"

For neglecting that kind of emotion in my previous life, I have difficulty coping. Happy and confused.

If I could find someone who liked me quickly, the answer would be clear, what a sigh I overflowed, imagining what was ahead for the moment.