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Five days after I woke up, I was still forbidden from going out of the mansion.

As parents, it seems prudent to remind them of a year and a half ago when they also lost consciousness and did not wake up.

Come on. They'll think of you around whether you're bored or not, but that's not true as far as I'm concerned.

Because this calm time has helped me organize my memories within myself.

What was the sight I saw in that forest?

And who was the last voice I heard?

That voice said, 'Remember' to me.

Until what I need to remember, I still can't remember right now.

Still, that voice sounds familiar, and maybe it's not a bad opponent because I don't feel fear when I try to remember it.

As I sorted out my memories, I figured, as a conclusion I arrived at, I would still have to go to that forest again.

Because I'm sure what happened in that forest, and the Lord of the Last Voice, will hold the key to losing his magic retroactively this time. Maybe it will also inspire me to regain my magic...... even find such hope.

Going to that place again will surely be difficult right now.

I have to convince my parents and Your Highness to do that, and I worry and bother everyone when something happens again.

- Still, I have to go.

I finally found a few clues.

I felt soft rubbing against my feet as I stood at the window of the room and was deeply conceived looking at the garden.

When you crouch in to follow that feeling, your crisp eyes and gaze fit.

"Nyer."

And one more thing, I was surprised.

Shortly after His Royal Highness returned, Crowe appeared. I walked out of my bedroom bed for Chro and Mozomozo, jumped on my bed as usual, circled my body and tried to start sleeping again.

I was surprised and bewildered by the clo that suddenly appeared, and I held the clo from joy and relief and said, 'Clo! Where have you been?' When I spoke, I refused to sleep because I didn't want to.

Still, I was really glad Crowe came back to me.

I also asked Cro what was going on in those woods, but Cro only sounded cute with 'Nyanya' and I couldn't understand Cro's appeal and just leaned my neck.

Maybe...... if you rely on Master Theodore, you're likely to understand what Crowe is saying. Because he is vaguely cloudy, but I think he can understand the Spirit's words.

But I also hesitate to meet Master Theodore.

That's all, I always knew how Mr. Theodore looked at that time, unlike Mr. Theodore.

- Did Master Theodore and I promise anything in the past?

I don't know if I should ask that question.

Is there anything in the past I do not remember that only Master Theodore remembers?

Since I became Your Highness's fiancée, I've been introduced to you, Master Theodore, but possibly before that I've met you?

When I thought about what to do, I heard a knock on the door of the room with Conn, so I replied "Yes" from inside the room.

"Customer visible"

"Yeah, thanks"

From behind the door, I reply because I heard a samurai voice.

Right, was the time for a promise coming? By this time, I feel like I have a lot to think about and time is running out.

Okay, let's go.

I thought so. Once I took a deep breath to renew my sinking feelings, before I left the room I stroked the clo again and then headed towards the door to welcome the customer.

"Mr. Rachel, it's been a while! I was very worried when I heard you were down.

Is your body okay now?

"Yeah, it's okay now. Thank you for taking the time to visit me even though Anna is busy."

Turning to the reception room, it was Anna who was in the room. He visited my house today because of my sympathy.

Anna as well as Abbott and Ernesto all broke my heart against my physical condition. Just getting a letter like that inspired me as if the kindness from them had been delivered.

"No, but it's good to see you. I was relieved that I looked pale."

"What about Anna? According to what I hear, you're going around the Episcopal Church in the King's Capital."

"Yes, it is. I still can't do anything, but I go around church and pray for you. I would like to visit churches everywhere as well as the King's Capital in the future...... I still have a lot to learn so I wonder if I will be ahead"

"That's a very nice thing. Anna's working very hard."

To my words, Anna grinned with delight, narrowing her eyes after blushing her cheeks a little shyly. "Not yet... I'd like to do my best to do what I can," said Anna. "I don't see any shards of the shadow before.

On the contrary, Anna seeps through the serene atmosphere, as if the possession had completely fallen, reminiscent of the atmosphere of Anna Carroll, the former Virgin, whom she met in one way or another last raw.

"Excuse me. I brought you some tea treats."

It was Samuel who showed up with that voice, and he puts the sweets on the tray in front of me and Anna respectively.

"What's this?

"Anna said it in a letter before, didn't she? He wants to try our one-of-a-kind treat."

"Right...... right. This is the... strange dish."

"That's right. This is Manju, isn't it? Samuel."

In her exchange of letters with Anna, Anna apparently told me that she loved sweet treats very much. For that reason, Samuel replied that he would love to try it next time because he could make treats from other countries.

Usually it is the lady who puts her in front of the guests, but this time she asked Samuel to explain the dishes as well.

Anna looks at "Manju" in front of her in a strange and serious way and is intrigued. I've never actually eaten one either, so I'm very excited to see what a Manju tastes like.

"Yes. I hope it fits the Virgin's mouth...... It will be a sweet from the eastern country steamed with skins made of flour and the fillings inside. The filling is a mixture of sugar by simmering that bean called" Little Bean "previously found in Marcel territory.

However, I thought some people might not be used to eating and feel bad about it, so I also have something with cream in it.

Do not use forks or anything else, but hold them in your hand as well as cookies. "

"Thank you, Samuel"

When he thanked Samuel, Samuel narrowed his eyes and laughed happily. And he called out to me, "Call me if you need anything," and then he left the room.

"You said Anko. Has Mr. Rachel ever eaten?

"Yep. I've never had a manju before, but I've had an ancho.

At first, I didn't get used to the unique flavors and thought I was a little bad at it, but it started to taste a little better.

I left some beans... did I say grainy? I thought it was delicious. "

"Grain Amen......"

"Okay, I'll get the cream," Anna tilted her neck wonderfully, taking one.

Speaking of which......

I thought you said you liked sweets because Anna was a confectioner in her previous life.

So it also said in the letter that I was concerned about what ingredients were still used in every country's treats.

"Anna wonders how to make sweets, too?

"Huh? Confectionery......?

Anna, who blinked a few times as a kyoton at my words, lowered her brow slightly and shook her neck sideways.

"No. I like sweets, but I have no idea how to make them. It's hard to get into the kitchen. Does Mr. Rachel even care how he makes it?

Piscilli, and I feel the air solidify.

From that look on Anna's face, I have no idea why I asked such a question. I can feel the atmosphere.

Yes, no wonder. Normally noble ladies don't stand in the cooking area, so they don't have the idea of cooking. So it is natural to think that my question is strange right now in the case of ordinary courtiers.

"Ah... no, right. Think it's strange because you can have such cute treats from flour and beans..."

"Right! If you ask me, it's really amazing."

Anna didn't seem to wonder about the conversation she had so painstakingly connected to delude. He nodded to agree with me, smiling with Nico.

... maybe a memory of a previous life in Anna's.

Perhaps I have little memory of Mr. Ann.

I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Still, that day.

In front of me, the loneliness of thinking of someone I like and weeping about her disappearing comes into my mind pompously.

"Um, Anna."

"Yes?"

"Um... sounds weird, but do you know Mr. Makoto..."

Still, give me her shards.

Mr. Ann wished, just one last wish.

If I can only remember him, that's all I have to say.

Yes, the lonely face you told me couldn't get out of my memory.

So I could be wrong.

Though I thought so, I asked.

About him.

Who Anne dedicated all of her thoughts to.

But the yellow eyes turned to me in my words, and I was stunned by the words I said.

"Mr. Makoto?... uh, who is it?