Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

A few days after his return from Valvere, it seemed as if Serene had returned to the same routine in Helifarte except that he had been targeted for his life without his knowledge and had avoided the crisis without his knowledge. But there was a serious problem with Milan.

While the morning sun was only just rising, Milan was standing in front of Serene's room with a tense face. From now on, he must move on to routine training. If you miss this time, you'll have a lot of time until you meet Serene. Milan took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Serene, I'm sorry to be so early in the morning, but are you awake?

"Hey!

"You're awake. Sorry, but I'm gonna have to let you in a little bit."

When Milan opened the door, there was a blanket in the cleaned room that was stuffed and round on the bed. It is naturally Serene that is inside, but she is now like a giant bun (manju) wrapped in a blanket and did not even try to see Milan's face entering the room.

"It's a beautiful day. A little early, but if you're awake, why don't you take a walk?

"No."

Milan sighed one time when he heard a creeping reply from inside the blanket. Stay close to Serene's bed and sit down beside her, but there is no sign of Serene turning into a bun.

"What the hell makes you so unhappy? Will you keep your mouth shut when you get home from Valvere?"

"…………………… Shut up"

Milan is right, since his return from Valvere, Serene has always been in such a bad mood. Conversation with Milan Instead of trying to face each other, he also obviously ignores Milan during meals.

"If there's anything wrong with me, I'll be careful in the future. Serene, where are you dissatisfied? Just to be clear."

"The prince, the prince, so"

"Because I am, because I am?

Milan tilts his neck in words that are like riddles. The mystery and nothing, Serene is right in the words because he does not like the very existence of Milan. In the end, however, Milan did not understand the meaning of Serene words as if, and after an awkward silence, Milan left the room for routine training.

"Ugh, kusuri, kusuri………………"

Confirming that Milan had left, Serene uttered a dialogue like a drug addict. Unsurprisingly, Serene never had a hand in that hand medicine in her previous life. What Serene is saying is the white powder obtained in Valvere and confiscated by the Prince at the speed of light.

Having asked a medicinal scientist from Helifarte for an analysis, it turns out that the drug is a very potent fortifier. However, there were times when the destination was a suspicious alley in Valvere, and I was a little hesitant to behave to the royal family, so I kept it in the treasure trove of the Royal Palace.

This was very dissatisfactory to Serene. Though he thought he would be able to serve a large amount of potent medicine and break the prince's health at once, he thought the prince had perceived his danger sharply and had been struck first.

No matter what, neither Milan nor the pharmacists have any malice at all, Serene's refusal to hope has even made him less energetic to make daily poisoned lunches, and this is how he has been sleeping all these days.

"is something, knife...... bump, I want it"

If the medicine doesn't work, the worst case scenario is Direct Attack, but Serene couldn't even do it. Milan was particularly tightly controlled when it came to blades, as Ale asked him about his "act of self-harm when Serene was incarcerated - he cut that beautiful hair all round".

As a result, only a little yarn scissors were placed in Serene's room, which was checked daily by an excellent maid, so it was not possible to bring a knife from the kitchen.

"Ugh, colos, colos………………"

With the noisy words bumped and vomited, Serene wrapped herself in a blanket and fell asleep again.

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"There's a battle!

The wild voice of a bear bee echoes in the royal palace training ground. He was now serving as judge of the soldiers' archeology. It's a one-on-one meeting with a simulator. This in itself is a separate and usual training, but the soldiers around were stunned by the sight played out in front of them.

The meeting was dominated not by Milan, the Holy Prince, the master of swordsmanship, but by a boy soldier who had not yet been a soldier for less than a year. The victorious boy seemed incredible that his sword had bounced off the sword of Milan, alternating over and over again between his own hand and the sword of Milan that had fallen to the ground.

"O, prince! Our deepest apologies!

"No, it's my loss. You put your arms up."

The boy soldier, whose understanding caught up with reality, lowered his head to Milan in a panic with his face blue. In contrast, Milan settled down and labored the boy. When I'm training here, neither the prince nor the recruit have anything to do with it.

"Prince, it's better to leave it around here today."

"Say what, it's only morning. It's too early to finish the audition."

"If you wander around in that state, other soldiers will be affected."

Bear bee said softly. Milan also understood that he had not been able to concentrate, but there was little resistance to early training, which was routine. Grabbing a reluctant Milanese arm, Bear Beech pulled Milan forcefully into the shade the soldiers were using for a break, and the two of them lowered their hips side by side.

"Since his return from Valvere, the Prince is not a semi loose shell."

"No, it's very healthy."

"It's no use trying to hide it. Physically, it's not a problem, but it's a mental problem."

"Nothing to worry about."

"Ah, Lord Serene is here!

"Hey, what!? Duh, where!?

Milan suddenly rises and gazes in the direction pointed by the bear bee. But there was a clear blue sky and a beautifully mowed lawn, all the bastards who train on it, and there was no such thing as a loving white white white white princess.

"…… Bear bee!

"Ha! Is it still Lord Serene who caused it? From what I hear, how are you feeling, princess?

"…… Exactly."

Milan lowered his back again as the bumps seemed bad. Since returning from Valvere, Serene has barely come to make lunches. Milan wouldn't put it on the table, but it was pretty depressing on the inside.

"Will you still spot me…… Serene is avoiding me"

"Why is that?

"I'm guessing this is because I took the medicine I bought in Valvere. At that time, I kept thinking about keeping dangerous things away from Serene, and I couldn't feel her feelings."

Serene cared about herself and bought me that medicine until she threw down the money she could freely afford. I ignored that tenderness, scolded it unilaterally and trampled on it as a result. Milan was back then and in the mood to beat himself to death.

In fact, Serene didn't have such compassion or dust. Well, I'm not wrong in that I smashed Serene's thoughts.

"I see, so what is Lord Serene doing now?

"There are no islands to attach. He won't look at me while I dive into the futon, and he won't respond to me in a busy manner. I feel like I'm talking to a snail."

"Do you apologize to Lord Serene?

"I did. I also said I would be careful if anything was wrong. But he only tells me 'Kirai because the prince is a prince'. It doesn't make sense."

Milan held his head with both hands and groaned as he groaned. Even Milan, known as the most difficult part of the continent, has never faced more difficult problems than this. The difficulty and nothing "I don't like your existence" are its intact claims, but I didn't even think of that idea in Milan.

"Hmm… it's like" The Princess of the Moon's Difficulty "

"Princess of the Moon?

"Mm-hmm. It's an old story of an awkward country, where a beautiful princess from the moon appears to an old couple. Various aristocrats propose to the princess, but the princess poses a challenge when she brings something very common that she can't prepare, and she tries to get rid of the man."

Exactly the same situation as I am now. Milan, with a boiling interest, urges the bear bees ahead.

"So what happens to that story?

"Well, the princess eventually returns to the moon..."

"That's trouble!

"Prince, this is only an old story."

"Shh, I'm sorry. Yes, you did………………………………."

Milan blushes when he realizes he lacks more calm than he thought. With such Milan sidelined, Bear Beech supplements the story with a bitter smile.

"So, it's a matter of the princess's dilemma, but in the end, the men who proposed will prepare fakes with their hands, but all of them will fail. Well, I think the princess really wanted sincerity."

"Sincerely…?"

But as for Milan, I intend to be sincere. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

"It's not an old story, but why don't you give Lord Serene some gift?

"Fishing with things, you mean? Then you won't be sincere."

"So I'm just being sincere. No matter how many words you exhaust, if nothing in reality is profitable, people's minds can hardly be tempted. Therefore, Lord Serene will prepare his favorite things."

"Something Serene really likes, or... that could be a good idea. Thank you, Bear Bee."

"It's cheap for you"

Milan honestly cut up his training for the day when he thanked Bear Beech. Then jump right back to the royal palace in a small carriage for travel. Reaching the Royal Palace No, Milan went for a room like a run. Stand in front of a white painted door and gently knock a few times.

"Marie, are you there?

"Is that your brother? You're early today."

When Marie came out of her room, she looked up at her brother with a strange look on her face, but urged her to go straight to her room. Marie's room had many of her favorite roses, from carpets to curtains. From a white table with vases filled with colorful flowers to a stuffed rabbit on the bed, it was the interior that a girl of her age deserved. It is very different from a murderous Serene room where only actual supplies are placed.

"I need to ask you something."

"I want to ask you something, let me guess, okay? You mean Serene, right?

Marie laughed well when she saw Milan's eyes open. Since Serene arrived, Marie was often able to take one from her brother, thereby gradually dissolving the complex and returning to her normal sibling relationship as before.

"How do you know?

"'Cause, brother, you've been in Serene's room all these days and you've been driven back. Anyone can see that. What's the matter with you? A fight?"

"A fight……………"

That's how Milan told Marie how things were going. Marie, a girl as old as she is, might know how Serene feels. Since Milan had never asked Marie for help like this before, Marie felt so good that she sincerely listened to her brother's consultation.

"Sure, an apology, maybe I want it in some way. Because no matter how much you say 'thank you' or 'sorry', if it's just your mouth, anyone can say anything."

"I still see... so I don't know what to give Serene, but I haven't really been aware of it before. Any good opinions?

Milan asked Marie in a much weaker tone for him. I've been thinking about it for Serene's sake for a long time now. In contrast, Milan now realizes that Serene reacted surprisingly little.

Serene was clearly heterogeneous as a child of that age, although he did not know whether it was due to the environment in which he was born and raised, natural or both. I didn't like or dislike the food, I flattened everything that was served, and what my mother had asked for before when she asked me if I wanted anything was an embrace. Other than that, she's basically a big guy and she's generally asleep, so I had no idea what she was looking for.

It is also natural that I do not understand. Because what Serene is looking for is precisely diet and sleep, and breasts. There's no way Serene would ask for anything that looks like a girl, but if she eats rice, gets dazed, and occasionally hugs her on her sister's tits, life is so rosy. In a way, he was simpler and happier than anything else.

But Milan was bound by the realization that there must be a common denominator because she was a girl the same age as Serene and Marie. Of course, Marie is the same. Marie wrinkles between her eyebrows and thinks desperately with her hands together.

"Hmm... that's hard. If I were you, I'd have a lot of clothes and stuff I wanted, but Serene doesn't seem very interested in that...... Ah! I'd know if it was something I didn't like."

"Something you don't like?

"She hates roses."

"Roses? It's unusual for a woman to hate those flowers."

"Right? I remember thinking it was weird because I love roses. Serene, it's a little unusual."

"I see what you don't like. So, what's your favorite thing?

"Uh, I don't know what it was... I think he said something. Sorry, I can't remember."

"Is that so... No, it's enough."

Thankfully, Milan stroked Marie's head to do it. Once upon a time, Marie liked to be like this. Until recently, I was handed away just trying to touch her, but Marie was being caressed honestly, even though she was a little nervous today. That's how Marie called out from behind when Milan tried to leave the room.

"Brother, I hope you can make up with Serene!

"Yeah, thanks. Marie."

Milan was a little surprised, but immediately smiled softly. It is also thanks to Serene that Marie has become such a supporter. Milan didn't want to see any more of that Serene tending to clog.

"I have no choice. Use your hands………………."

Milan closed his eyes and cruised for a little while, but nodded as if he had decided to do something, calling out to one of the maids who was nearby.

"I'm sorry, but I need to ask you something as soon as possible, but is it okay if I give you some time?

"Ha, yes. If I may."

As soon as the prince is in a hurry, it must be too serious. The maid who thought so stretched her spine. Milan told the maid to bring the paper and pen. I wrote something on that paper, signed it, folded it, and handed it to the maid.

"I'm sorry for the rush, but tell the president of Helifarte National University I want him to meet with a student. If you make that paper look like a gatekeeper, you'll get the dean to follow you."

"Huh!? Is the prince meeting with the student!?

The maid's surprise was the best. It was unprecedented that the first prince of the great Helifarte wanted to meet a student in person. Milan understands that too. If you behave too lightly, there may be rumors about it that are not for you or the student, and there may be extra hassle. Nevertheless, if it's a prince's order, the maid can't even disobey.

"So may I ask the student's name?

Milan will be silent for a little while. I wonder if this decision is really correct. But we really need that student's help to unlock the status quo. And Milan uttered the name.

"It's Lord Ale-Archira. I want you to tell me that I really need your help."