90 Retrospective of the Viscount daughter. (2)

Continued from Bianca von Diebold perspective.

"... Of course. My sister is close to Mary."

Joke it. The reaction was delayed a bit because she couldn't immediately connect the word princess with a girl she had made friends with by boat.

Mary is a brilliant and grown-up girl, but she is also a girl who has the cuteness of an age. There is no arrogance and it is rather friendly. Even if she is informed that she is a princess, she does not feel real.

But it is mysterious that if you remember the face of the city that rejects us, when you show your face, you will be convinced.

"is that so"

"Yes. I can't leave such a cute girl, right?"

"Sure, Princess is my sister's favorite."

Mikhail loses a couscous and a soft smile.

"I thought that the princess came out of the book."

I scorned myself what a dream-thinking thought, but it was no mistake. Sometimes reality seems stranger than a fairy tale.

"And Marie isn't just looking, she's so cute, she's pretty surprised. She's a wake-up girl, but she doesn't have any arrogance."

"Yeah, the princess is awesome. He's not great, but great."

I thought it was strange. But I know what I mean.

Mary is not looking down. Nobles and common people are treated in the same way, and they try to be sincere. Nevertheless, he is willing to use his position to protect someone.

Make those seemingly contradictory together.

"I try to fulfill my duty without claiming my rights as a royal family. A girl younger than me does not stretch out, but naturally breathes. ... and at the same time, I became ashamed. "

Mikhail frowned as if she had swallowed something bitter, and I didn't know what to say.

"Mikhail ..."

"I have a special power that no other person has. It's a limited and inconvenient power, but a blessing power to help someone. But to me it seemed like a curse."

Mikhail steps down and crosses her hands.

"I'm sure I'll be rejected even if I help, I'm not happy to be cured. I'm not approaching, I'm abusing monsters. I don't want to use it. I told myself. ''

I wasn't blamed for paranoia.

Human in the Nebel Kingdom is strict with magic. And humans repel heresy. It is an instinct to survive danger and survive, and cannot be managed by reason.

I don't think everyone is grateful for Mikhail's saving lives. No, there are probably more people who are afraid.

"But it doesn't matter how it's repaired. I just pretended not to look. I just turned my eyes away from the life saved."

"That's what it is ..."

I'm stuck in my words trying to say that it is not. Mikhail shook his head gently, with his eyes down.

"Yes, there may have been somebody in the world who died of a cold or who died of injuries due to suppuration. I was saved."

"It's impossible to help people around the world! The ideal and the reality are different!"

"Yeah, but that's a word that only those who make an effort can say."

"Well,"

"At least, it's not a good line to say that I've been closing my eyes and shrinking and waiting for everything to be over, and if a princess doesn't say that. I won't say, 'I can't help you' before my life is lost. '

Mikhail looks up. His eyes were calm, like the lakeside at night without the wind.

I stare at Mikhail and remember a girl with equally quiet eyes.

Marie cryed and distraught before her life was about to be lost, but never gave up. Once, he broke his broken heart so hard that he stood with his teeth clenched.

Tentatively: Even if you put it this way, the words hesitate, but what would happen to Marie if Klaus did not help?

There is no help for it. What is the difference between ideal and reality? No, even if someone comforted her by saying so, she wouldn't nod.

Don't justify yourself for doing your best. Lament your helplessness and blame yourself for sure. Continue to blame yourself, not anyone else.

"Nobody really decides to blame anyone. Even if the result is bad or the effort is not rewarded, I can accept it. I thought I was so at last."

Mikhail, with a calm face, said so in a quiet voice.

"While nobody rejected me or hated me, I decided to move forward. I was shaking because I was weak, but I thought I shouldn't just turn back ... but there were a lot of happy miscalculations That's right. "

Speaking so far, Mikhail relaxes loosely. I dyed my cheeks a little and seemed happy.

"I made a teacher with my friends. Irine, the master of the royal palace, is tough, but she's very kind. She always cares for me. Friends ... It's also a personality. I've never really shown my power, but now I can believe I'll accept it. "

"so"

I'm caught and laugh.

I'm lonely for my cute little brother, but I'm more than happy. Even if I'm not there, she's no longer alone. I felt proud and obedient.

"I looked at you in a biased way. There are people in the world who are as happy as scary, and there are those who accept me as if there are people who reject me. Even if I'm rejected by others, I'll acknowledge myself ... I thought so. "

Mikhail's voice trembled and was interrupted.

Transparent drops spill from dark blue eyes like the night sky. Like raindrops, simmering, simmering.

Mikhail covers his face with both hands while I'm stuck for no reason. Her back was rounded as if she pressed her face against her knees.

"Mikhail?"

I got off the bed in a hurry. Matt jumped and shakes Claus's body, but he can't afford to care.

Standing in front of Mikhail, I put my hand on his shoulder and looked into my face.

Hiding with both hands, you can't see the expression. But the drops dripping through the gap between the fingers seemed to speak for Mikhail's emotions.

"Mikhail ..."

"Puri, Gato, ..."

"e?"

I overheard the voice of the exaggerated emotion.

Before I begged to say again, Mikhail turned up.

"..."

It was a phrase. I couldn't believe what I saw.

I imagined a sadly clouded face. I envisioned a painful smile that endured the pain.

Despite being , Mikhail laughed.

Dye your cheeks happily, loosen your mouth. If you are happy, happy and unbearable, it's like embodying.

"Thank you and told me."

She muttered like a child showing her precious treasures, biting happiness.

"Thank you for helping my precious companion, Mikhail. The princess cried and cried. She held my hands and offered my sincere thanks."

Oh, Mikhail was rewarded. I understood that with Ston.

That day ... The kid was thrown away by his father and scared by his mother, and finally got the words he wanted. Mikhail did not want respect or praise. Neither status or honor, nor much money. Just a word, thank you was enough.

"... Yeah, good, Mikhail."

I gently hugged Mikhail's head while sitting, with both arms.

Smile comes naturally. Joy, not sorrow, filled my heart. Slightly blurred loneliness will surely melt happily someday. So okay.

"Yeah, unnie. I'm glad I had this power."

My chest is full.

Someday Someday if you say this word. that's what I thought.

I never imagined that I could hear it so quickly.

"I see"

My brother who was hiding behind me and crying is nowhere. Mikhail dwells in the determined light and walks step by step. While increasing important people on the way.

"It's okay if you don't have an older sister."

"... Sister?"

Mikhail in his arm seems to move. But with the power of your arms hugging, keep your face up.

I don't want to show such a miserable face.

"I'm a bad sister. It just hinders your independence. Besides, it's too heavy to go after such a protection to follow me."

I should have watched over Mikhail instead of taking care of her.

I finally understood.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Sister"

"But I was worried. Mikhail was naive, so I wasn't worried that she would be caught by a weird woman. But she seems to have a look at a girl and she's fine."

"Sister"

"I won't say anything from now on, as you want ..."

"Sister!"

He was called out with a strong voice and his arm was forcibly peeled off.

It seemed that he was invincible by force. Oh, already. Protecting Mikhail had been impossible long ago.

I'm happy. reliable. I'm proud. Mikhail. My important brother.

"Sister ... do not cry"

"……e"

A stunned voice leaked. Mikhail's hand gently touched his cheek, scooping up the drops.

I was crying without awareness. why.

"I've never thought I'm so ugly."

"... Yeah, you're a kind child"

Mikhail looked a little angry when he distorted his lips by snorting.

"No, it's not me, but my sister. She hugged her crying brother and stayed with me. Why don't you think I don't yearn for you?"

"Mikhail?"

"I love it. I had to have an older sister, I was so bad. You're here because I poured your love."

Gently hug me. Hard feel.

The thin, unreliable body was that of a boy.

"I didn't want to burden my sister because I loved it."

"I'm angry !? I never thought of a burden"

Raise your face to words that will not be ignored. As I stared, the face at a slightly higher position collapsed happily.

"Yeah, I know, but I wanted my sister to be happy.

"... so did you leave home without saying anything?"

"If you say, you would have stopped"

Looking at me with her eyes wide open, Mikhail smiled bitterly.

Then, close your cheeks to my head, as if gently snuggling up.

"Hey, Unnie. I'm no longer a child who can only hide behind you. If you start walking to be happy, you're strong enough to see off."

Why can't I say that I am happy?

Women's heart ... No, I don't know my mother's heart.

My happiness is being your sister. I want to get along with you and your bride. I'll never say anything if I let your child hold me.

But you say it's not my happiness.

Find an important person like you and increase it. Spread my own world and say that.

I'm getting stronger, Mikhail.

My sister is lonely. But I'm glad.

"I've found someone who seems to be okay to leave my sister. If I don't give up because I'm so mean, I'll bless you."

"What, it"

"Thank you for my important sister, I'll laugh and send you out."

I picked up Mikhail's reddened nose.

"I'm cheeky because of my brother."

If such a happy future is waiting, this chest pain is definitely not wasteful.

I muttered in my chest and cried and laughed like Mikhail.

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