Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

The deacons and servants, who heard the noise, apologized for opening their eyes to the dogs, while the tweezers moved into the reception room once.

On the other side of Zizie and Geisel, sitting next to each other on the couch, there is an exhausted van.

"Actually... I'm not sure either. As His Majesty ordered, I remember coming back here to try to escort Master Zitzie..."

Van Ike, after leaving the reception room, headed to the treasure trove in the royal palace. After checking the safekeeping of the jewels with the ritual chief, he returned to the main residence to greet the servants, until I remember clearly.

"I just suddenly felt like I had a crush on my head... and I didn't think I could go to Her Royal Highness in this state, and I tried to turn back... The moment you see Master Zizzy in the hallway, what do you say... 'There is a destiny!' And the suppression stopped working - Your Majesty, I'm a little afraid of my eyes."

"You were..."

Listening to Van's testimony, Zitzie turned her thoughts around. Van looked so normal in the morning that it would be natural to think that something had happened between the royal palace and his return here.

(Your Majesty said it was bad... could it be that easy?

I don't mean it. Some people sometimes call it magic.

A strange force beyond human intelligence, he says, produces fire and wind from nothing, or manipulates people's minds.

On a continent far from Versia, I have heard rumors that there are 'magicians' with those powers, but I have never met anyone who said that I actually saw them.

Eventually Van turned to Zizzy and bowed his head deeply.

"I feel terrified for Her Royal Highness, and... I am so sorry"

"Or raise your face! I would, see, because it's nothing!

"Dear Tsitsy..."

Geisel, who had a swordswallowing atmosphere next to Zitzie against Van with a tear of dust and emotion, glanced at him in the most serious way.

"Van."

"Yes!

"If you really want to take Zizzy away, tell me first. I'll sign you up for a serious duel with dignity."

"That's why I won't!

While bitterly laughing at the two summoning geezers, Zizie was organizing information again.

(Only the Royal Palace and the main residence were moved by Van...)

If something good is going in, it's going to be right next to Zizzy and Geisel. With unspeakable anxiety, Zizzy grabbed her hand softly and pressed it against her chest to calm herself down.

Three days after Van's disturbance incident.

Tsitsy had been contacted by the Ritual Chief and was in the reception room. As I said the job has settled, Geisel is also present today.

On the other side of the couch there was a liturgical director, on the table were several pieces of material and a familiar box. It's what the Levanite holds.

"It's late. This is Tiara's drawing."

"Wow......! They're all lovely......"

Every design is designed to make the Levanite look its most beautiful, with some crafted to mimic the crown crown with a slender tiara lined with meridians on the body part, and even a Shizuku-shaped crystal lowered on the forehead, which Zizzi unexpectedly glances at.

Geisel next door was also breathing after a full view, yeah.

'I see... I've never even noticed female ornaments and other fine dust before, but when I think it's what Zizzy wears, they all look honorable... Well, where I chose which one, there's no way I could have fought the pity of Zizzy's birth...'

(... I wonder what the hell I look like to His Majesty...)

To avoid the liturgical director understanding the embarrassment and agitation, Tsitsy stuck around and calmly indulged in the design painting.

Eventually, where I chose one design painting, I mouth it, as the liturgical director recalled.

"Speaking of which, hadn't Your Majesty seen it yet"

"What are you talking about?

"This way. It's a Levanite in kind."

Saying, the ritual chief took the lid of the box that was beside him. Inside, as before, a sparkling gem that just blinks is still claiming to exist.

I guess Geisel was just as surprised that he doesn't usually show interest in gems. When I looked slightly at him, I stared at him.

"This... is a brilliant thing indeed"

"Master Left. Her Royal Highness had excellent aesthetic eyes."

Heh heh, and in front of the liturgical director who grinned satisfactorily, Geisel was still looking sincerely at the Levanite.

Zizzy doesn't stop smiling at the sight of dark blue eyes and jewels hitting each other much alike.

(But it's really beautiful... it looks just like His Majesty's eyes...)

Eventually discussing the particulars of the chosen drawings, the ceremonial director followed the reception room with Levanite with a polite thank you. Where we are alone, Zizzy asks Geisel.

"Is Your Majesty still at work after this?

"Oh. But it'll all be over soon"

"So, you're home early today?

"Oh."

Oh, and as if to fly even with flowers, I laughed in the wind that Geisel couldn't give up when I saw Tweezy, who was easily delighted. To drop off Geisel standing up to get back to work, Tsitsy also goes with him to the door.

Then Geisel, with his hand on the door knob, silently sent a hot glance at him, wondering if he looked back at the fuzzy one.

……

I can't hear my special heart.

Tsitsy laughs bitterly when she thinks she doesn't want to go back to work again. But even in the meantime, Geisel looked familiar, and Zizie swallowed a little breath. Because of my mind, Geisel's eyes, like the deep sea, now look shaken like a blue flame.

Zizzy, who couldn't stand the silence any longer, happened to cut out to Geisel.

"Your Majesty? Are you all right?

"- Oh,... oh, no, nothing"

Geisel lifted his face all the way up to be played, causing his lid to open and close hard several times.

"I'm coming," he says, wondering if he stroked Zizzy's head with a familiar hand, and walks to the entrance hall with a firm foothold.

(Your Majesty... it seems a little different than usual...?

While dropping that back off, Zizzy was feeling unspeakable anxiety somewhere.