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There has been a change around me since prom day.

First of all, there were very few occasions when Ernesto was with Anna. When I don't have a student council job, I seem to be returning home soon after school to join the Knights' rookie practice.

As a result, I may have run out of time to meet Anna from different grades.

It's just that when we meet in school, it doesn't change the way you smile bright as usual.

When I met Ernesto the other day, I asked him what was wrong, and he laughed bitterly, "I've been stuck in my sweetness," he said.

Also, "I need to work hard for my future now. I'm sorry I bothered Rachel, too," she grinned lonely.

Ernesto answered me obscuring the words.

That's why I don't know the details, and I don't dare to ask.

But I know one thing.

That Ernesto's face has changed slightly from before. I don't know what happened, but Ernesto himself may be grinding on something and standing up to it.

That's where I shouldn't have stepped in on the ground, I thought so.

Maybe something happened with Anna where I don't know.

Or is it possible that something has happened with His Highness?

And that Mr. Anna no longer speaks to me or His Highness either.

There are joint classes because they are next door classes, but even if you put me in your sight unlike before, you won't be able to speak up with that bright smile right away.

Yes, as unnatural as that.

I was confused by my distance from her, and some parts of me were relieved.

I've noticed that there.

I feel guilty for her since the last time I did it to her.

That's why I didn't pay attention, even if it was an extra part of my eyes as a courtier, and all the thought of her being so much better than me was past.

But maybe a little different.

As Her Royal Highness did, she needs to look at herself firmly, regardless of the last time or this time.

No matter what, the discomfort is still gradually getting stronger when it comes to her.

Maybe, like me, she has memories of the past too?

I also thought.

But then there's no connection at all between her last time and her this time.

I wonder what she's thinking in that Nico smile.

The only question I have is running around with glue over and over in me.

Still, I feel like my school life has been very calm and well these days.

Classes are interesting, and I have some good friends. Here's what I've never been able to get in school life.

And after school today, I was here alone in the rooftop garden.

As His Highness said, there really aren't many people here. For this reason, there are no plans to read the book or review the preview here on the day after school.

Sometimes we meet with His Highness, and we can spend a small amount of time together.

"Mr. Rachel."

Was it because I was immersed in a book, or didn't realize someone had come to my side.

I'm thrilled with the voice that calls me.

Looking back slowly, I grinned at Anna's appearance.

"Anna, what's wrong?

"Here, okay?

When I say that, I point next to the bench on which I sit.

"Yeah, go ahead."

"Thank you.

I don't think it's been a while. "

"Right. How have you been?

To my enquiry, Anna laughed and praised her shoulder with an unexpected bitterness.

"About the day of the debutant. My father pissed me off. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience caused to Mr. Rachel, too."

"No."

"I don't think I could see around at all.

I think it's strange to say this in front of Mr. Rachel.

I don't dance with His Highness. That's all I can think about. "

"… Oh, really? You're a debutant."

I don't know what to say to Anna's straight story.

… To be honest, I don't think that's a word you should say to your fiancée.

But I think she sincerely apologizes, and she did do something she shouldn't have done as a lady about the day of the debutante.

If you're still reflecting now, maybe things will change in the future.

No matter how much people say, nothing makes sense if they don't want to change.

I know that very well.

"And one more thing I have to apologize for."

"Huh?"

One more thing?

Anna has eyes that don't know where she's looking, without her usual smile on her face, just looking far away.

Not like usual?

I don't know, this feeling of moaning.

With Anna in front of me, I find myself confused by the unspeakable anxiety that suddenly gushed.

"I don't think I know what that means, but there's something I've been holding on to in the story...

But that seems difficult. "

"Uh, that Mr. Anna?

"In the end, I was wondering if I should even be a happy ending. That way, I think it's pretty clear."

"... What are you talking about?

"I was confused because it doesn't work the way I want it to, but no matter how hard I try, neither Your Highness nor you will move properly"

What? I'm sorry.

Can't you move?

Neither does Mr. Anna seem to have heard the words I have asked so many times to bewilder.

"Personally, I don't think we can have Mr. Rachel and His Highness's route. But I'd regret it if I didn't bet on it if it was possible, too."

Who is this?

What are you talking about?

"So I'm sorry for you..."

That's all Anna said, grinning again. "Now if you'll excuse me," she lowered her head adorably, passing me in a frenzied manner.

At that time, only a voice whining bosomly about words that did not make sense, "Can I say… to the character?", only slightly went into my ear.

What was that?

What did you want to say?

Route or character?

… the first words I've heard.

Is she really Anna Carroll?

… or is it really someone different?

I kept thinking about it and then couldn't move on that bench until about sunset.