Princess Reincarnation
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Georg in my memory has a wishy air, and like the bright sunshine of Spring. She and her mother were like two peas with their sweet looks; her shy demeanor when she was flushed was charming.
I now had a very different impression from the boy standing in front of me.
She had the same color, and I could feel the blood connection between her and her mother from her obvious features, but things were different. From her level-headed vantage point, to her tone of voice, and even the way she secretly looks at others; rather than Lady Emma she may take after the head.
I smiled, face to face with this boy who was wrapped in cold and dignified air, like a cold morning.
“It must have been four years since last met in person. If I remember correctly, the last time is for your ninth birthday celebration. ”
“…………”
Although it was slightly obstructed by the atmosphere that made it difficult to get close to him, I forced myself to speak.
It really was a long time ago, so I didn't know how to start, but it was less convenient than being quiet. But he won't answer!
"You've grown so tall. Even though we were at the same height before. ”
Quiescent.
“Is aunt okay? It has been more than half a year since I was able to visit, but I believe his physical condition has not deteriorated? "
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Quiescent.
“She looked excited from the letters I received, but there are many things you won't know unless you meet in person. ”
“…………”
Quiescent.
Hey, please respond. It's really awkward.
Could he not remember me? …… No way, I swore I heard him say my name.
Georg kept looking at me like a block of rock, silent. That bothers me.
"Georg …?"
“............ Miss Marie ......?”
He finally spoke.
Georg blinked, the lashes of women who were so long would be jealous moving slowly. I followed the movement with my eyes, and I smiled in response.
"Yes nih . ”
“…… !!”
I heard an interesting breath. He looked at me with wide eyes.
Unknowingly, I copied his expression. What's problem?
I tilted my head to the side, looking at the confused and lost Georg.
Her pretty face flushed brightly in an instant.
"?"
She was red to the tip of her ear like a ripe fruit, and I stared, a little surprised. I don't know what's going on.
Whatwhat? What's going on, young man?
"Eh, ah .. uh. ”
While muttering, Georg took a step forward, and I wanted to tell him that he shouldn't have done it.
"Eh, Georg …"
"Whaa ?!"
And then, of course, he hesitated.
Immediately, he placed his hand on the table to save himself, but the books heaped were knocked on and they started to fall off the table.
"Well!"
The sound of a rustling page rose into the air with an avalanche of books and documents. Georg's outstretched hand fumbled through the air, and his elbow smashed into the ink pot with great enthusiasm.
"Geeh!"
The emptied pot fell hard on the floor, but thanks to the carpet it did not break. The surface of the mahogany table was left in a tragic state, and Georg took the documents safely in a panic.
However, just as the fish were flying around, the documents fell to the floor.
Completely disaster.
"Agh! Wait…"
"Um, maybe …"
VOYAGES. SPLATS.
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It can be hard to tell from just the sound, but you can probably guess what happened.
What I witnessed firsthand was Georg first taking a precarious step and falling down on his own as he chased the documents. But the scattered books and documents were at his feet.
He lost his footing, and fell down as he opened the books, diving to the floor. Nothing can be explained.
A very unpleasant silence fell in the room. I stood still, unable to do anything.
What kind of expression should I make at a time like this?
"I want to die" whispered Georg in a low voice from where he planted his face on the floor.
I understand your pain, but live on!
“... —fft. ”
“…… ?!”
After a long silence, a stifled voice exploded in the air.
Without speaking, I turned to my neighbor, wondering if some sort of escape method had appeared.
I trusted Master Julius to do something to break the ice.
That he would give a smart and graceful response, we all could not face this situation, saving the pride of his nephew and myself who were worried.
But, heartlessly, the figure in the guise of a man standing next to me was holding his stomach and mouth, desperately holding his laughter.
"Uhmm .. Mr. Julius. ”
“Pff. ”
Wait a minute, this is amazing.
Although we all broke out in cold sweat, worried about what the right response would be, the man I believed would set an example for others sneered at the disgrace of his nephew.
The next moment, he began to laugh out loud.
"Hahaha…!! I can't! This is too good! "
That cheerful voice began to fill the previously silent room.
A little overdone, and he didn't hold back. Confused, I lost my mind and began to wonder if laughing would make my wounds wane.
No no No . That's definitely not the right way to do it. Throwing the spirit of a young man with a bright future into the mixer after crushing it, then destroying it, was the act of an ogress.
My confusion is evident in the way Georg grips the carpet — shuddering in contempt.
"You find your nephew's fault very funny …?" Ask.
"T-no. S .. sorr .. pft. ”
"Mr Julius!" I said.
“A-I'm sorry. Can you, snicker, hehehe, cough, wait a minute? Ahahaha! "
“……”
Without finishing his apology, Mr. Julius returned to laughter. It was horrible, even for him, and I tried to stop it but it didn't work out.
Tears fell from the corner of her eyes as she continued to laugh, even from coughing.
"You ... old .. fog. ”
Those words don't match when they're aimed at handsome men in the second half of their 20s, but I consider Georg's feelings.
I couldn't stop the tears that were spilling on Georg, still lying on his stomach on the floor.
While I was confused, Michael crouched down beside her before I realized it.
I watched Michael secretly hand over a handkerchief to Georg and looked at him kindly.
"Use . ”
"Oh thank you…"
Georg suddenly got up and picked up the handkerchief, sticking it on his slightly flushed forehead.
Michael looked at Georg with sympathy as the others looked down, an embarrassed expression on his face. Yes, I understand, his face said. From the way he nodded, it seemed like he recognized a friend.
"When are you going to laugh?"
Georg cleaned his clothes as he stood up, staring coldly at the uncle who was still laughing sillyly.
At the sharp end of his sharp gaze, Lord Julius paused, raising both hands in surrender.
“It was my fault. Don't upset. ”
"How good can you say that when you laugh in such a way. ”
"My niece, who was famous for her incredibly capable character, fell to her face in the scene I wanted to see the most .. haha .... couldn't be trusted, right?" Sir Julius let his words be cut off, and turned his face away. Another wave of laughter seems to be coming.
“So you want to be killed. I understand . I will immediately prepare a skilled assassin for you, "said Georg, expressionless. I must have seen the wrong vein that appeared on his forehead.
"sorry. I'm sorry . I won't laugh anymore. ”
“Even without you kindly telling me, I know I am presenting myself in the worst possible light. I also understand that at the most important moment of my life, I cannot be pulled back on fooling myself. Yes, no one was wasting his golden opportunity. Dregs. Dirt is no longer qualified to be human. So I'm asking you, how about that, your explosive! ”
"I'm really sorry. ”
His nephew went ballistic, Mr. Julius calmly lowered his head to apologize.
However, Georg smoothly flies into a self-deprecating tirade, and is unwilling to stop. Ranting constantly was like chanting a spell, until someone gently patted him on the shoulder.
"You …"
"It's okay . I often fail at times when I want to show myself in a good light. ”
"!"
Georg stared wide-eyed, and Michael gave his thumb.
“After all, it's only natural that men are nervous because the princess is cute. ”
"………… . ”
The youths smiled in a secret sense. A wry smile appeared on the face of the supervising uncle.
And now I've been ignored for over ten minutes.
Please, someone noticed.
