Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Georg in my memory was a boy in the fluffy air, like spring sunshine. Her mother was slightly reddish with her two pretty faces, and her shyness was very cute.

But now, the boy in front of me has the opposite impression.

The colors are the same. The well-formed face feels a blood connection with Emma, but the rest is completely different. Her cold views and tone, and her quiet glance, may be more like her father than Emma.

I smiled at the boy who had a cold but dignified atmosphere like a winter morning.

"... Isn't it the first time to meet you for the first time in four years. The last time I met was certainly your 9th birthday?"

Forcibly keep talking while being a little scared by the atmosphere that is hard to approach.

It's been a long time and I can't find any clues about the conversation, but I'm better than feeling silent. I have no reply!

"You're taller than you were. It was about the same as before."

No words.

"How are your aunts? I haven't been able to meet you for about six months, but have you been sick?"

No words.

"In the letter you received, you seemed fine, but there are many things you can't understand without seeing him again."

No words.

Hey, please reply. It s really annoying.

Maybe you remember me? ...... No, but I think I was called a name earlier.

I was troubled by Georg, who was staring at me and silently setting himself.

"... Georg-sama?"

"......... Mary ...?"

Ah. I finally talked.

Georg blinks. She watched her long eyelashes, which jealous women move slowly, and responded with a smile.

"Yes"

!!

There was a breathtaking sound. Georg opens his eyes wide.

I was taken to me and my eyes were rounded. What the hell is it?

Bewildered, confused but staring at Georg and tilting his head.

Then his beautiful face turned red in an instant.

"What?"

I'm amazed at Georg, whose ears turned red like ripe fruits. I can't keep up with the consequences.

What is it? What a terrible youth.

"Oh, uh ... ha"

Speaking incomprehensibly, Georg stepped on his feet.

I want to call out to my unrecognizable gait if it is dangerous.

"Oh, Georg ..."

"Wow!?"

And, as expected, my body was shaking.

I immediately touched the desk and escaped from falling, but the books I had stacked were pushed and slipped off the desk.

"Oh oh!

The avalanche of books and documents occurs, making a rattling sound. Georg's outstretched hand cleared the sky, and his elbow defeated the ink.

"Oh! Oh!"

Empty bottles fall on the floor and make a hard sound, but thanks to the carpet, they do not break. But the mahogany table is miserable, and Georg rushes up a safe drawing.

However, the drawing, which bounced like a lively fish, rolled around the floor with a roller.

What a catastrophe!

"Oh! Cho ..."

"That's dangerous ..."

Pazuru, Sutton, Besha.

It may be difficult with onomatopoeia, but I guess it was transmitted to those who have good sense.

When I saw what I saw right now, Georg first followed the drawings that rolled in a dangerous step. However, at the feet, scattered books and documents.

He slipped and fell forward, diving to the floor. This is the end of the explanation.

In the room, too much silence falls. I stood out without any help.

I don't know what kind of face to do at such times.

"... I want to die."

Georg, who is lying prone on the floor, mutters in a low voice.

I can really understand my feelings, but live.

And immediately, stand up as if nothing had happened.

!?

After a long silence, the killed voice shakes the air.

I turned my gaze next to what opened a breakthrough, and I spelled out.

Even believed that Julius would change this frozen air.

It's a smart and elegant way that I can't even imagine, protecting my nephew Pride and my peace.

But sadly, next to me, there was a gentleman holding his belly and mouth and desperately laughing.

"Oh, that ... Julius-sama"

"Hmmmm ... hmm"

Hey, it's a lie.

I'm worried about what kind of response people would get while sweating cold. The next gentleman, who was thinking of making a sample, was angry and laughing at his nephew's blunder.

"That ... ahahahaha !! No, it's useless! I can't stand it !!"

At last, I started laughing seriously.

Vivacious laughter echoes in the quiet room.

Too much, but do not be shy. I was confused, and I was wondering if the laughter would have been lighter.

No no no. This is absolute Akan. It is a demon's job of crushing a young man's heart in the future with a mixer.

Georg's hand gripping the carpet is shaking with humiliation as evidence that was not the correct answer.

"... is that nephew's failure so funny?"

"... No, no. Sorry ..."

"Julius!"

"Well, I'm sorry. You can wait a little, happily, squeaky, cheers, squeaky, squeaky, ahhh."

"..."

I blew again without apologizing. I tried to think that this was terrible, but the effect was zero.

Julius, who had tears on the outer corner of her eyes, continued to laugh while coughing.

"... Kusojijii"

The muttering that has been thrown away is not a good word for handsome guys in their late twenties, but I think Georg's sentiment is not good.

Georg, still lying on the floor, can't stop tears.

I was at a loss as to what had happened, and Mikhail crouched beside him.

While watching the action, Mikhail with warm eyes gently presents a handkerchief to Georg.

"Use"

"Oh, sorry ..."

Georg, who swells up and receives a handkerchief, pushes against his forehead, which has become slightly red.

Mikhail gazes at Georg, who looks down with a shy expression. Yeah, I know, I'm nodding my face to know that I know I'm recognized as a friend.

"How long have you been laughing?"

Georg, standing up while dusting his clothes, looks at his uncle, who is still hungry, with cold eyes.

Julius, who was exposed to a sharp gaze that could be pierced, stopped laughing and raised his hands as well as the surrender.

"It was bad. Don't get angry."

"Let's just laugh and say that."

"Because the nephew, who is reputed to be a religion, is the one who wants to decide the most ..."

"I understand you want to be killed. I will prepare a good assassin immediately."

While the wave of laughter came again, Georg uttered a blank expression, as Julius turned away and turned away. The blue streak on the forehead is not wrong.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I won't laugh anymore."

Without said "to you, you know Nante he was worst dressed bad. Also understand that irreversible was exposed in the most important scene of the abomination that does not stick. Yeah, is a trash you remove the Kimedokoro It's a scum. It's a garbage that's disqualified from humans.

"I'm really sorry"

Like his nephew, Julius bowed down with a serious face.

But Georg doesn't stop looking down at himself with a serious face. Someone gently taps his shoulder, muttering like a spell.

"You are"

"It's okay. It's easy to make mistakes only when you want to look cool."

"!"

Mikhail put his thumb on Georg, who opens his eyes.

"And the princess is cute, so I'm nervous, naturally a man."

"Thank you"

The boys smile gently. Uncle watching with a bitter smile.

And I have been left for about ten minutes.

Please give someone.

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