"Wait a minute, where is Jeanne...?"
Keith, Eric's brother, grabbed his arm, and Stale and Arthur, who were dragged together, were quite anxious.
Especially as far as Stale was concerned. Originally speaking, Stale should be held most responsible this time.
It was Stale who promised to contact Eric and Arthur early in the morning, but unlike Arthur, who was going to see him in person, Eric was going to be able to do it with a card.
Move the card back to Eric instantly in the morning with the time up and only the time specified. It was that simple. But that simple task made Stale lazy last night. Confirming only that he had the pen and card in his jacket pocket as usual, he moved the bottle to Arthur's hand instantly before contacting Eric.
Originally, Arthur agreed to go out drinking there, and he was supposed to finish quickly while he was ready to drink with himself. However, Arthur, who immediately noticed Stale's anomaly, handled the field work behind schedule, and Stale completely forgot to contact Eric.
Immediately after I arrived at the Gilchrist house, I had a bad feeling about it and tapped on my clothes that weren't yesterday's jacket, but there were only pens and cards that were different from yesterday. However, Arthur saw it and clearly remembered what happened in the pocket of the jacket that Stale had forgotten this morning.
Arthur is not responsible at this point. He didn't even know that Stale was out to contact Eric. It's a complete stall failure.
"You guys help me with breakfast in the meantime."
I was able to escape Keith's hand using momentary movements, but they are the only children I care for as Alan's family. We can't buy Eric's family here, nor can we take excessive action.
But while he was doing that, Pride, who Keith had whispered to him, climbed the stairs. And I'm worried about Stale and Arthur. "No," they both tried to speak up, but it was also blocked by the pride climbing man. If you disappear to the top of the stairs, there will be no more words left behind.
Keith smiled and smiled at the two of them as their complexion got worse. Light a fire to start preparing breakfast alone. In fact, he didn't think he'd bother asking his guests to help him with breakfast just to make excuses to Jeanne. From Keith's eyes, who knows nothing, Philip and Jack, who seem to think Jeanne is too important to be overprotective, just say something to reassure him.
"It's okay, it's okay. My brother's not the kind of guy who falls asleep and puts his hands on girls."
Stale and Arthur do not answer the words.
She stares at the stairs with her mouth shut and is worried. At this point, I suppress the urge to run up at full speed, and above all, my heart bursts into my throat loudly.
Keith thinks it's "fresh" that the redness gradually increases between the two of them with poor complexion. In the meantime, I'll die. "" Jeanne! I'll just wake you up. "I poured warm eyes on the two cheerful barkers. Keith continued his words as he lit the pot and slowly washed his face in front of them, serving the fruit one by one until the water boiled.
"Jeanne is also a good kid, so wake up your brother and" I'll do it ". Except for the transfer, you're almost all alone."
As adult men, Keith and Arthur were told that once it was a path.
No, it's not.
That's not the problem.
Just scream in your heart.
We both know their real ages are already coming of age. Keith made a big mistake about Pride and Eric at the border that day.
"I really love Lieutenant Eric."
Speaking of which, it was convenient for Keith to decline the offer to pick him up.
And it was only natural that anyone should think that Jeanne was obsessed with Eric. And they still understand that Keith was only taking care of 100 percent Jeanne with good intentions.
That's why I can't move very well now. If this was just a malice to pride or a prank to my brother, I could have run up the stairs right away for that apparent reason.
However, from Keith's point of view, it is a sweet and sour situation in which a girl of her age gave a single thought to the knights of a remote city who were kind to her in the city. When I think of my brother's past romantic history, Jeanne is not my brother's romantic object. Above all, my brother, who has common sense, will never take a girl younger than ten. I am familiar with the fact that I am not a person who plays games or plays with lovers. Even if I confess, I'm sure Jeanne will be shaken.
Even if Keith is known, Jeanne will only be able to see Eric for a certain period of time until his relatives in the castle are ready. If you finish it, the relationship itself will be completely broken. Just because it's special now, Jeanne's contact with her brother, who is often in the Knights of the Castle and barely returns to his parents' home, only appears on weekdays is equal to nothing.
It was perfectly natural for Keith to want to make a good memory of a girl who had fallen in love with her for at least that short period of time. That's why he stopped telling Eric he'd pick him up that day.
Stale and Arthur both know Keith's good intentions. But on top of that, their worries never subsided. The two of you who are so worried about your body as to reveal your impatience are dead.
─ Die! Lieutenant Eric is dying...!
─ I wish Pride hadn't done something strange to Lieutenant Eric...!
Because it's Eric who's gonna wake you up proud.
Neither of us thinks that Eric is going to fall asleep, but he won't give a hand to Pride. Not only did Arthur admire Eric, but even the cautious Stale was now certain of Eric's trust. If you look at him and Pride up until now, you'll see that Pride doesn't do anything strange, whether he's asleep or dreaming of falling asleep.
If Pride was going to wake Cedric here, they would have surely been on their way to defend Pride without falling aside. But it was Eric. He is one of the Knights of the Kintetsu who admires and values pride.
And I didn't think of anything other than a hell of a drawing where he would wake up to his present pride.
"Nhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
And as soon as they were worried, Eric's scream came down from upstairs.
I quickly understood that Eric was confused enough to read her fourteen-year-old as Pride. From the echoing screams without warning and the rubbing of their voices, they think that pride has definitely done something. It's only natural that last night we kept talking about rough Stale and the shooted-out Arthur until they were crushed. And it was more obvious than looking at fire what would happen if Eric and Pride were to cross each other.
Unaware of his brother's crisis, Keith, who brewed his own coffee, made an awkward expression.
"Did you dream of Pride...? Jeanne at the corner woke me up, but don't mistake me for the other woman...."
That's who I am. Stale and Arthur aligned Keith's words with just the words in their heads.
Stale and Arthur would rather apologize to Keith, who sympathizes with Jeanne. I thought I should never tell him who Jeanne was. It's no wonder the first princess was sentenced to death for disrespectful crimes, such as assaulting her brother. Keith, a serious Eric's brother, is sure to get in trouble if he finds out about it. It was not long before Stale and Arthur stroked down their chests to give Eric enough room to speak out too energetically.
Keith, Jack, what are you guys thinking?
Arthur's spine startled up at Eric's overly rare rage.
His title is Arthur above Eric, but Eric is one of his esteemed seniors. Arthur, who had never heard Eric's voice angry with such anger since he was a recruit, drew blood from his complexion. I understand that Eric's anger is for Keith, who was sure of pride, and for himself, who couldn't stop it.
Keith, who doesn't care much about his brother's anger, laughed at Arthur as he tasted the cup of coffee and said, "It's okay, I'm not really mad at the kids," but Arthur is actually a Knights junior if not a kid.
"Well, you guys are good. After all, nothing happened to my brother and Jeanne, right?
Even from that yelling.
So laughing Keith and Arthur don't have the strength to respond. Ning, now Eric's rage has definitely shown that Pride has done something wrong. The salvation would have confirmed Eric's survival.
After that, they dared not ask for details when they received the pride of coming down the stairs. It's too bad to even ask the victim Eric what they know about Pride and Keith, who couldn't stop them.
"Hurry up and get ready. I'm sorry, I was so sleepy, I was a little surprised."
The two of them, who could only confirm that, decided to act so that Eric would not be bothered any more.
Arthur, yelled at by Eric, also actively helped Eric's mother clean the room for the morning, but Stale, the main culprit this time, also explained the situation to the Gilchrist before Eric was asked to explain it directly. Afterwards, he began brewing coffee to Eric's parents when the First Prince woke up, imitating Arthur, who had been tasked with cleaning. I couldn't let Eric feel guilty without doing anything to the boulders.
Then, ten minutes later, Eric, who had finished dressing and had come down the stairs in a knight's outfit, all three of them stretched out as if their spine had run with electricity. I can't honestly apologize or explain the real situation to anyone in the Gilchrist family.
"Good morning." Eric's eyes were slightly closed to the three people who could only say "I'm sorry from the morning." Even Pride was a little scared of Eric, who had so few mouths.
The only thing Eric came down with, except for his morning greeting, was a low voice saying, "Keith, you've escaped..."
Apart from the knight's costume, Eric carried a thick notebook in one hand and washed his face upstairs when he put it in the group uniform, finishing his last outfit. And he opened the doors to Pride and the others almost silently.
As soon as Eric's face turned red like a boiled octopus, Arthur and Stale once again decided to apologize. As a result of Stale's inadvertent mistake and his trust in the Guardian Knight's humanity that no mistake would happen anyway, all the wrinkles came to Eric, who was irresponsible.
As a result, there were four people who welcomed to school without delaying the scheduled time, but none of them had a good complexion, as opposed to the clear blue sky in the early morning.