They Live In The Princess's Flower Garden

Episode 1: The Star of the Empire, Born

A vast continent, a long human history. If you consider those who receive the highest love and worship, the answer is easy. Artina's youngest daughter. A princess who was loved by the Empire. An unprecedented animist. Strategist of Fire Appropriations. Ivelia Artina. Having placed not only the rulers of the empire but also the high-ranking demons and spirits at their feet, it is not unreasonable to think that every path walked in life is a flower path, and that every footstep left behind by walking is an achievement. Evelia's autobiography, on the other hand, reads, "I just wanted to have a small, cherished relationship." With complaints that the attachment of the Duke's members, the Knights Templar, the spirits, and other beings who cared for her was so excessive, that the lifelines of several people had been intercepted in order to have a single relationship. It is said that she had a deep relationship with a being who had stood by her for many years, so how could she have achieved the goal she wanted the most? [Renault Continental Great Man Exhibition, Helio Publishing House, 877-page excerpt]

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"Huh"

A dim room where nothing would be seen if she did not rely on the cloudy moonlight.

"El......? Shhh It's alright. It's okay."

The man, who opened his eyes straight to the woman's gaze, held her and soothed her, and soon followed the water on the table and hand-picked her into her mouth. His golden hair, which seemed to have painted the sun as it was, did not dare to sink even down on the darkness.

"...... Hugo, dream...... I did."

"Who dared to harass you in a dream. Catch and die-."

Elysia, who was still listening, closed Her husband's mouth with both hands.

"Don't say the word ban! My baby listens!"

After Elysia had a child, Hugo was given a ban on all the harsh words in the world. The same goes for 'killing'. The only Duke of this Ercadian Empire, a Sword master who searches across the continent and is praised for not daring to touch a fingertip on the battlefield.

"It was a mistake. I'm sorry."

No matter how much he did, he was nothing more than a faithful and well-spoken husband in front of his wife. Elysia, who was enjoying her husband's arms, pondered the dream again and said quietly.

"I think I've had a dream."

Elysia leaned against Hugo and whispered, and Hugo, who was leaning sluggishly on the head of the bed, stood up and sat down.

"What kind of dream was that?"

The sex of the child in the belly had nothing to do with Elysia at all, but Hugo, who was premiered at Massachusetts, really wanted a daughter with great and extreme intensity. Not long ago, I visited a post-writer with whom I had a strong friendship, and I saw Young-Love, who had just turned three, and I was so envious that she resembled the Marquis so much that she had shrunk her intact. For Hugo, who loved the Duchess, it was unfortunate that both the elder and younger sons resembled Hugo rather than Elysia. In the meantime, when I saw a young spirit that resembled my mother in the same way, I wondered how wonderful it would be if I had a daughter who had followed the trail of my beloved wife. It has been since. Hugo began to cling to his daughter to the point that he often wore it before he gave birth to it, until Tamong took it to the point where he was a Zur Shou. He even spent days and nights painstakingly naming his daughter, who would be born later. To his wife, who asked why the ancient word "Evelia," which means star in ancient times, is a name that means star and not sun, Hugo replied.

'The sun has too great a duty. I want my daughter to enjoy status, but to be free.'

The answer was satisfactory, and the name of the unborn daughter had long been designated as Evelia. Elysia smiled lowly to see how much she wanted her daughter, and Hugo put Elysia in her arms again and asked as if she were jogging.

"Huh? Madam, peaches? Lotus? Lilies?"

"I'm sorry, but it's not any of them. It was a place where water and fire came together, and the wind and the ground came into contact. Someone asked me to do a good job and gave me a big beam of light."

To the look on her husband's face that didn't seem to be guessing, Elysia smiled at the spray and added an explanation.

"I'm not sure, but it seemed to resemble the spirit world that was passed down to the ancient books. Perhaps our baby girl who will be born is a child who is loved by spirits."

"Perhaps the light looks like the image of a girl ... It looks like a peach..."

"Uh-huh-."

"But we already have two sons-."

"Tsushi-."

""...... Yes, gender doesn't matter."

The Ercadia Empire is the undisputed loser of the continent of Renault. A continent where conflicts with the Ma people are unremitting. The existence of the Empire's Animism effectively opposes the Ma people, which long ago elevated the kingdom of Ercadia to imperial status. However, its existence was rapidly diminished, and the only animists who contracted with beings of the current rank of intermediate spirits or higher were about a dozen of the Imperial Palace Exclusive Animists and a couple of Academy-serving academies. It had been decades since even the existence of a contract with a higher spirit had not appeared. Therefore, the existence of an animist was desperate for an empire that had to sweep away the remnants of other kingdoms where the Kangan appeared, and the Ma tribes that periodically threatened the continent. Putting all of that situation aside, as Elysia herself was the exclusive spirit of the Imperial Palace who had contracted with the Intermediate Spirits of Water, there could have been nothing more pleasing to her if her child were to be born with the love of the spirits. That morning, Hugo again came to Elysia's belly in a deep sleep and read a children's book featuring a strong, strong princess as the protagonist. Whispering, saying it's a secret to my mom, all night. Duke Hugo, who is only a healthy daughter, has nothing to do with the blessing of the spirits. Elysia the Duchess who is born under the love of a spirit and has no regard for gender or whatever. After a night of different hopes, a quiet star was rising. Buck Buck Buck. Whip-. Buck Buck Buck. Whip-. Cedric von Artina, the second Confucius of the Artina family, looked at my father, the only duke of this empire who had gone back and forth before his eyes in a frenzy, with unusually disrespectful eyes.

"Father, you're sitting down. My mother and brother will be safe."

"Became

Cedric invited Hugo to sit down a little, but Hugo refused to do so. No Father...... I'm so distracted......! Cedric sighed and turned his gaze to the tightly closed delivery room. My father's heart was understandable enough. On the 2nd floor of the spacious peacock house, seven hours had passed since Elysia felt colic and entered the delivery room. It was evening when the sun went down, and it was already the full moon. Still, the child's cry showed no sign of being heard, and only Elysia's painful screams and groans echoed through the intermittent corridor. Hugo wondered if his wife would be wrong or the child wrong. I had been repeating for seven hours the futile thing of trudging through a corridor filled with all sorts of expensive paintings and statues from one end to the other, and then trudging back from one end to the other.

'Both my brother and my brother who are born should be safe. I don't know if he's worried about you.'

Cedric distracted Chimi with anxiety. Thinking about my brother, who unfortunately could not keep his brother's birthplace and left for the North. Cedric's older brother, Arcan, is the eldest son and heir to the Artina family. Even though he was only nine years old, he followed an expedition to the north to punish the Ma tribes for a field trip and observation. Elysia and Cedric had already said that they didn't need to, but Arcan went to his father's office with the quote, "It is a worthy responsibility as the hostile successor of the Duke of Artina." Hugo, who knew how to dry, said it was early to leave at the age of nine, but he was not enough to tour the petty vomit led by the trusty knights of the Artina family, and he gladly sent Arcan north. Cedric could not understand his brother's mental world or his father's mental world. Isn't it old to eat, sleep, and play excitedly when you're nine years old? Everyone knew that he had martial arts skills that were hard to believe to be nine years old, and that his skeleton was relatively grandiose. But it was only when the brother, who had always been with him since birth, left for his limbs, that Cedric could not help but be uneasy. Even today, when his mother gave birth to her brother, there was not a single contact, so Cedric woke up and was worried about Arcan. The moment Cedric's thoughts shifted from worrying about his mother and brother to worrying about his brother,

- Whoa!!!a

A roaring baby cry echoed through the doors of the thick delivery room and through the corridor. Cedric exclaimed, in amazement.

"The cry is the feeling of the Great Commander of the Heavens!!"

Hugo, whose footsteps had just been rushing to the other end of the corridor, used his excellent physical abilities to rush to the front of the delivery room in a single breath. - The door to the delivery room opened and Elysia's exclusive maid and several maids who had been assisting in the delivery walked out, wiping their hands with handkerchiefs. Hugo rushed in and poured out the question like a sock puppet.

"Is your wife safe? What about the child? Do your hands and feet all run? Does the important part depend on or not?"

Yes? An important area...? I didn't hear it well, but......? The maid, who had been puzzled for a moment by the question of 'important areas', quickly recalled how much the Duchess Sir wanted a daughter and a princess, and replied with a smile on her face.

"Both Ma and Baby are safe. A very healthy princess was born. Congratulatory to you, Master."

"He is a very pretty baby who looks exactly like Ma'am. I will reduce it, Master."

'The sun has too great a duty. I want my daughter to enjoy status but to be free.'

"Huh? Madam, peaches? Lotus? Lilies?"

To the look on her husband's face that didn't seem to be guessing, Elysia smiled at the spray and added an explanation.

"I'm not sure, but it seemed to resemble the spirit world that was passed down to the ancient books. Perhaps our baby girl who will be born is a child who is loved by spirits."

"Perhaps the light looks like the image of a girl ... It looks like a peach..."

"Uh-huh-."

"But we already have two sons-."

"Tsushi-."

“...... Yes, gender doesn't matter."

The Ercadia Empire is the undisputed loser of the continent of Renault. A continent where conflicts with the Ma people are unremitting. The existence of the Empire's Animism effectively opposes the Ma people, which long ago elevated the kingdom of Ercadia to imperial status. However, its existence was rapidly diminished, and the only animists who contracted with beings of the current rank of intermediate spirits or higher were about a dozen of the Imperial Palace Exclusive Animists and a couple of Academy-serving Academy. It had been decades since even the existence of a contract with a higher spirit had not appeared. Therefore, the existence of an animist was desperate for an empire that had to sweep away the remnants of other kingdoms where the Kangan appeared, and the Ma tribes that periodically threatened the continent. Putting all of that situation aside, as Elysia herself was the exclusive spirit of the Imperial Palace who had contracted with the Intermediate Spirits of Water, there could have been nothing more pleasing to her if her child were to be born with the love of the spirits. That morning, Hugo again came to Elysia's belly in a deep sleep and read a children's book featuring a strong, strong princess as the protagonist. Whispering, saying it's a secret to my mom, all night. Duke Hugo, who is only a healthy daughter, has nothing to do with the blessing of the spirits. Elysia the Duchess who is born under the love of a spirit and has no regard for gender or whatever. After a night of different hopes, a quiet star was rising. Buck Buck Buck. Whip-. Buck Buck Buck. Whip-. Cedric von Artina, the second Confucius of the Artina family, looked at my father, the only duke of this empire who had gone back and forth before his eyes in a frenzy, with unusually disrespectful eyes.

"Father, you're sitting down. My mother and brother will be safe."

"Became

'Both my brother and my brother who are born should be safe. I don't know if he's worried about you.'

- Whoaaa!!!a

A roaring baby cry echoed through the doors of the thick delivery room and through the corridor. Cedric exclaimed, in amazement.

"The cry is the feeling of the Great Commander of the Heavens!!"

"Is your wife safe? What about the child? Do your hands and feet all run? Does the important part depend or not?"

"Both Ma and Baby are safe. A very healthy princess was born. Congratulatory to you, Master."

"He is a very pretty baby who looks exactly like Ma'am. I will reduce it, Master."

"What...?"

When Hugo's accident, which had always remained agile throughout her life, heard the word "princess" and stopped,

"Princess? You mean sister?!"

Cedric, who had jumped in front of the door of the delivery room, opened his mouth and jumped. He didn't say anything about his brother's being upset when he heard him in the boat, but in fact, both Cedric and Arcan were as desperate for a sister as their father. The two brothers of the Artina family were practicing periodic swordsmanship with the late Cassis writer Yongsik, who sometimes boasted of his sister during the practice. The only thing that Artina's brothers didn't have, but the only thing Ikrian had was her sister. When I brought up this topic, the look in the eyes of the Artina brothers was always curious. As funny as it was, Ikrian had shed even more heated little brother boasting for the purpose of making fun of his brothers.

'What's different about your sister and your younger brother?'

'It's not that small. And Cedric is much cuter than you.'

Artina's two brothers wondered about the very existence of their 'sister'. Even more so because they didn't have it. Somehow, they felt like they were losing to Ikrian, and when they shouted that they were not envious of their sister, they actually recalled in their hearts the words "I am my sister..."

'Okay, Ian Cassis this bastard! I finally have a sister! The cry is General!'

Not knowing if he could enter the delivery room, and without bothering Cedric, who was peeking inside as he looked at his father's eyes, Hugo hurriedly entered the delivery room. It was a long time. The wife, who was lying helplessly with a pale face, was indescribably sad and grateful, so Hugo went straight to the front of the bed, knelt on one knee, and made eye contact with her.

"Madam, you have done a good job. I really struggled."

Hugo sweeps up Elysia's sweat-soaked hair.

“...... Hugo, our daughter...... The princess you wanted so much."

Outside the peacock house, Hugo's eyes, which are synonymous with nothingness, were young. Elysia looked happily into those eyes, and fell asleep. Hugo kissed Elysia lightly, with reverence on her forehead, on her cheeks, and on her lips, and then looked for her daughter, whom she had not so desperately desired. The maid holding the baby handed it over to Hugo's arms. When Arcan and Cedric were born, Hugo, who was a little snug, carefully hugged, whispered, and gave her first greeting, as if touching the petals that would break if they touched her with a hand.

"What...?"

When Hugo's accident, which had always remained agile throughout her life, heard the word "princess" and stopped,

"Princess? You mean sister?!"

Cedric, who had jumped in front of the door of the delivery room, opened his mouth and jumped. He didn't say anything about his brother's being upset when he heard him in the boat, but in fact, both Cedric and Arcan were as desperate for a sister as their father. The two brothers of the Artina family were practicing periodic swordsmanship with the late Cassis writer Yongsik, who sometimes boasted of his sister during the practice. The only thing that Artina's brothers didn't have, but the only thing Ikrian had been her sister. When I brought up this topic, the look in the eyes of the Artina brothers was always curious. As funny as it was, Ikrian had shed an even more heated little brother, boasting of the purpose of making fun of his brothers.

'What's different about your sister and your younger brother?'

'It's not that small. And Cedric is much cuter than you.'

'Okay, Ian Cassis this bastard! I finally have a sister! The cry is General!'

"Madam, you have done a good job. I really struggled."

Hugo sweeps up Elysia's sweat-soaked hair.

""...... Hugo, our daughter...... The princess you wanted so much."

"...... Baby."

The child, who knew well that it was a voice he often heard in his stomach and couldn't even open his eyes properly, but his mouth. Hugo's hands trembled. At least, as he remembers, he never seemed to have hugged anything as small as this. The child's eyes opened upon spraying. Blue light visible in between. Hugo marveled. It was exactly the color of his wife's eyes that he had hoped for. Hugo whispered, swiping a finger over the child's forehead.

"Ibelia. My daughter, if there is rain in your sky, this father will be an umbrella to run to at any time. If there is a path in front of you that is not comfortable, I will break all the flowers of the world and sprinkle them under my feet."

The child, whose eyes could not be opened properly, and whose small mouth was filthy, was precious enough to pass any oath.

"...... Our baby, our daughter, thank you so much for coming to us."

Renault Continental Calendar 1030. That time the stars watch. The star of this empire, the baby who is loved by the spirits, the oath of great beings. Ibelia Artina, who would be called by many modifiers in the future, was born with the warm hospitality of all the peacocks.

Episode 2: A Child Loved by Spirits

Whether it's the afterlife or the underworld, it's not a word that fits with her. Since we have a job in which everything must be logically and rationally weighed down, abstract words that cannot be grounded are naturally reluctant. When I read an interview in which people who experienced the threshold of death due to an unrighteous accident said that they had seen another world in Asrai, I thought I had mistaken myself for having a long-standing dream in the state of the house. But I'm going to experience it first-hand. She ruminated back in time. I was on my way home from work a week ago. It was rumoured to be so useful, and there was no one waiting in front of the shopfront, which was always crowded with people, for some reason. I don't believe it's a dot either, so I was just curious. Or being caught up in something. The inside of the store was filled with the sound of a slow drop and a fuzzy scent that tingled in the eyes. Somewhere strangely looking fortune-teller who couldn't easily tell if he was a man or a woman, when he said his name and date of birth, he began to line up from his job to his boyfriend.

'I was born with the lord's four weeks, but the reality is that it's a gutter. This is often the case. The buying is amazingly good, but the luck is not surprisingly good. The job is to be an inspector...... Lawyer? Looking at the tail of the eye, there are a lot of men hovering around, but I don't think it will be in the eyes of a lady.'

Oh, and I was beaten a bit. Momentarily harsh, she quickly burst into a picky laugh. The collar of the suit was fitted with a badge that he wore when attending the trial. I have forgotten to swarm it. With this on, it's not hard to infer a job, nor to infer that things wouldn't be that good if you skimmed through your clothes, bags, and shoes. Was it a mistake to say that he almost forgot to go, laughing at the fortune-teller's ensuing remarks? The fortune-teller leaned toward me and whispered, as if he were leaking the sky only to her.

"I don't say this very well, but I see a thick mist of water from my wife. It's usually seen from people who come into contact with water or drown in the water. Be careful. I wish it was the former, but there is something that the wife will have to do with the water."

I don't remember the stories that followed. It was clearly imprinted that the 100,000 won of the sum of money paid in exchange for such reasoning and the haggling of water was too close.

'I think the dragon fortune-teller was right.'

If you think about it now, there was nothing wrong with the fortune-teller's words. She saw a little girl plunge into the valley and said she would save her, and she instinctively followed suit, and finally drowned. On a dark night, the valley that had been swept up like an arch gate from which Sirius was falling was as cold as an ice sheet. All I could remember was that I had my limbs scrambling to get out of the water that seemed to be blowing and grabbing the flow rate, and then I felt an unbearable pain as the water rushed into my nose and mouth. Entrusted to the hands of premature parents and relatives, they ate their eyebrows and lived alone like wild cats like weeds. I thought that what was right was routine, and that the only thing I could believe in was studying, even though I was being chased by debtors. Now I wanted to walk on a sandy path, if not a flower path. It was a life that even he could not afford to walk. He looked around to see if the place where he arrived from his life and death was hell or heaven, or if he had to hire a lawyer to go through Salah's trial.

"...... What is this."

Water and fire, which I conceived were hardly harmony, are stirring together, and I can see the expanse and the earth in contact with what I considered would never be touched. The hot fire swept through the body and instinctively receded, but as the water swept through the fire, only a slight warmth remained. Even though the flesh was as cold as an ale, a gentle breeze that turned golden as the earth hit the expanse swept through his fingertips. What was stunningly beautiful was the second and common sense, so incongruous a spectacle. At the very least, it convinced me that this place would not be heaven.

"Hell, hell. Is it because he died without being able to settle the debt relationship."

As soon as I was in a daze, I heard a serious, low voice right behind me.

"It's not hell."

“!!”

Looking back, the man with his long watery hair was looking pathetic, sweeping his head with one hand. The man's watery hair was not just sky blue, but at first glance it was as transparent as if he had really moved to the sea. The shaved face was as beautiful as the image of a god seen in an art museum. The man emphasized again. Empower them letter by letter, as if misunderstandings were bad for the spirit.

"It's not hell here."

"So?"

That man is a god, or a higher being comparable to him, could be grasped straight away by borrowing the power of the years he ate and lived with his eyebrows. Recognizing it in my head, the situation itself was so unrealistic, that I slammed it out as if I were answering a friend to a man who was comfortable talking. The man frowned momentarily slightly, then quickly tilted his head with a whimper.

"An unusual human being. Without being pressed by the aura. It's stupid."

"I've only heard the sound of handiwork all my life."

"I've never seen a human being jump into the water to death to save the spirit of the water."

"What...... Save me?"

As I giggled, the man sobbed-and-painstakingly touched my lips a couple of times with his long index finger. There was a moment of silence as if to sort out the words. Soon the man spoke slowly.

"Spirits don't live where there is no one who believes in us. The spirits that have fallen where you originally lived are bound to perish. There is no believer in spirits in your world."

A solid explanation followed in a monotonous tone.

"In the passage I opened to move the dimension, a spirit of water fell out and flowed into your world. You could see the child nether, the power of my symptom, as I was standing near the passage I opened. I jumped in ignorantly to save him. In short, you jumped into the water to save the fish."

Fish......?

"What did I see?"

"Spirits. The spirit of the water."

"If it's a spirit... Something like a fairy?"

"No, it's very antithetic. But with the knowledge of the world in which you were, yes, it is safe to say that you are similar to a fairy."

Suddenly a small round table and chairs were laid. The man's hand was a mug. As if to wait for me to understand, the man sat down in his chair and sipped into the car elegantly. ...... I mean, I died trying to save a fishy fairy that lives in the water. From birth to death, the sale is very consistent. I thought that if I lived in a child's life and died unintentionally, I would be very resentful and impractical, but this is not the case. In a world where there is nothing to love, there is not even foolishness left. It's a dead life, and I wish I could have returned to that fairy or something.

"So, did he come back safely?"

The beckoning of the man who was drinking tea stopped. He stared into my eyes as if he were very surprised.

"Thanks."

"I'm glad you did. That's it."

I was smiling. It was only when he saw the look in the man's jewel-like eyes that he realized it. That you're smiling. Whether it was a fairy or a person, it was insignificant. If one had saved a being, that was a sublime enough life. The man who had been staring at him in silence for a long time opened his mouth.

“...... There are many writings in the books of men that the king of spirits regards the spirits as merely an expendable, but this is absolutely not the case."

A small, blue fish swung around the man as if it were a pity.

"They're like children who have stood by my side for thousands and tens of thousands of years. You recognized his existence and had 'faith' by jumping without hesitation to save my child, so that my child would not perish."

The man's eyes, which were as cold as all emotions were dull, had a warm glow. The imposing head, which would never have bent in front of anyone, bowed slightly.

"I am truly grateful. I'm so sorry that I lost your life in the process."

"Well, it was a life of no regret."

"There is no life that can be abandoned. We are giving back as much as we have received. You lost your life trying to save my child, so the price must be your life. We want to give you life again as our beloved being."

Love. It was an agent word. Never experienced it and never dared to look at it. I repeated blankly with a sombre expression.

"Raw......?"

"Yes, life, but instead the memories of the last life will soon be lost."

I thought I was just getting out of the mud, but I told you to start with the mud again. For me, whose life was soon filled with sorrow, the new life was not very pleasant. Nevertheless. He seems to be the Highest, though. If only I, who had never prayed, could only pray one thing.

"You know, I'm so grateful for your love... That...... Maybe you can make your family love...?""

If you can't, you'll be much happier not just being born again. The bitter back horse swallowed and hesitated, asking,

"I don't think you need to-."

The man gave me an unbelievably warm smile and gently stroked my head. It was a strange feeling to feel the warmth of the stroking cool hands.

"See you again soon, my beloved child."

It seems that while he lost his mind under the touch of a gentle stroking\, he still had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth when he said the words "beloved child" that he so longed to hear. ***

"Ugh... Woo......!"

Shit cheap!

"Ugh... Auung......."

Whoever took a look at it here! The sound of a newborn chick-like was nothing more than a sound coming out of my mouth. The memories of his previous life, which were as clear as a man had said, 'Soon you're going to lose all your memories,' faded differently by the day. The adage that body and mind are one is not wrong. Soon you'll lose all your memories and become a complete baby. All he could do was look at a mobile crafted with excessive jewelry, thanks to his short body that couldn't even be flipped on his own.

'I'm bored. Let's sing a song.'

Aung, Auung, and Humming looked around.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, why is Mr. Baby making such a strange noise? Where are you sick?"

‘.......’

The most interesting time was listening to the maids or spending time with the families who came and went to the threshold to wear out. The maids who cared for Ivelia told the story of the Artina family,

"Confucius Arcan left for the North, saying that he was fulfilling his responsibilities as his successor. Baby, it would be great to have such a strong aura bunny!"

"The two Confucius are already the object of envy among the young spirits of the capital. His hair and eyes shine like the sun, and he resembles his master, so he can."

As such, most of them were praises to the Artina family. As if to brainwash them.

"Oh, and it reminds me of that. Did you see Margaret? Are you and the two Confucius wrapping up the thread bracelets?"

There was a superstition among the commoners that during his wife's prenatal period, a very thin thread bracelet was wrapped around it and that if it was well cared for so that it would not break, she would give birth to a pretty daughter. I frowned slightly. Considering the thickness of his father's arm, which he had hugged firmly, it was clear that if he had accidentally joined in and given him strength, the thread bracelet would have been cut off helplessly.

"I see, the master didn't even talk to the knights that the thread bracelet was cut off for nine months."

When I heard the maids speak, it seemed that my father and the orabunny had been waiting for the birth of my sister like a wish of a lifetime, but it was not a lie. Because my father and little Aura Bunny Cedric walked in and out of my room so shamelessly. Smart-. Yes, just like right now.

"Vivian, baby?"

At the end of a small knock, the door carefully opened and a golden little head bone slipped into the door crevice-announcing its presence.

"Have you come, Little Confucius. Mr. Baby was just about to have a snack and sleep."

"Glad to hear that. Ah, Vivian! It's a secret to my father and mother that I'm here. I'm missing out on swordsmanship practice."

Cedric was very proud of what he was not proud of at all, and walked near the crib where Ibelia was lying. Orabunny has skipped the swordsmanship practice to play, so I have to show you a patriotism!

- He-he.

As I lift my magpie and put my arms over the crib and give Cedric a peculiar, harmless smile to Cedric, who is looking at me with twinkles in his eyes,

"A Billion-."

Cedric grabbed his heart and let out a groan.

"Vivian, did you see us Eve laughing? Have you seen it now? Oh my god – there's no girl in this world who is as cute as we Eve. Clear. I'm sure. I can affirm."

Before Vivian could say anything, Cedric, who spit out the emotion of admiration like a sock puppet, said to Evelia, "Laugh one more time, our Eve!" It was the moment when the teddy bear shook the doll. - The sound of horns echoed in the Duke of Artina, who was still.

'What is this talking about?'

At the first sound she heard, Ivelia shook her eyes and trembled. At the moment, I was surprised to find that it was a fart sound. Cedric rushed to the window, put on a magpie foot, looked outside, and shouted in a recalled voice.

"Brother! Eve, your brother is back!!"

Big Aura Bunny? The great aura that was synonymous with duty and discipline? If it were the great aura bunny I had heard from the maids, it was obvious that the duke would do his part, grab the back of his back and send him to the battlefield, or to capture the Ma people, or at least give him a ridiculous study. I was reborn in a comfortable and comfortable family environment! I don't want my sell-off, but at least I want to reject a life in which excessive obligations are erased!

"Let's go, Eve! Come see your brother!"

Cedric flashed a hug for Ivelia and walked out of the room.

"Wooing...... Ugh...!"

Hate it, I'm not ready in mind yet! In the eyes of the 'tight' boss as a part, it is a reward to not be as prominent as possible! Doridori-. She shook her head from side to side eagerly, but her neck was so thick and short that Evelia's positions did not fulfill the role of conveying meaning.

Episode 3: The Aura Bunnies Who Let Go of Their Pride

"I've been there, Father, Mother."

Arcan was only nine years old, but he was about an inch taller than his peers. Unlike Cedric, who seemed playful, his sharp eyes, his sharp jawline, and his unusually grown-up aura literally made Hugo's mini-mummy no exaggeration.

"I struggled, Arcan."

Hugo raised the tail of his mouth and laughed, patting Arcan's shoulder.

"I'm so glad I came**safely, my son."**

Elysia hugged her son hard as she returned from her limbs. The users of the peacock stood in line in front of the drawing room, giving an example of respect and appreciation to their great Confucius. Great....... This is the kind of family we serve! Their faces were filled with a sense of pride that they couldn't hide.

"You didn't have a big deal, did you?"

Returning after eight months, the peacock felt warmer than before leaving. I felt that the smell of Bodhisattva milk somewhere was probably due to my sister who was newly born.

"Farewell... Our Eve couldn't be so pretty. It just resembles your mother. How cute it is when you laugh. If it's a star, it's a star."

The father, with a blunt face and boasting of his only daughter in this peacock, was very strange. A stern look and words like an arm's throw out don't match the spirit.

"Not long ago, I said Dad- I can't say Mom-yet."

The tone of that sense of victory, which was not seen after the victory, is also awkward.

"My child can't talk yet. You only listen to what you really want to hear."

Wasn't he a father who was always harsh and heavy to himself and Cedric? It was the first time in Arcan's nine-year-old life that his father laughed like this, other than when he looked at his mother. Arcan, who had gone out to the north about five months before Elysia gave birth to Ibelia, and had returned to the dukedom about three months after Ivelia was born, found it difficult to adjust to the atmosphere.

'What the hell happened for eight months...'

"Oh, Arcan! Eve will be waiting for Orabunny, so wash your hands and go and say hello."

Elysia said to Arcan,

"It is first to report to the Father."

Hugo's indifferent look and tone of voice were just that of Hugo's handling of people outside his family.

"Huh? But I've never seen my sister."

"You can see your sister at any time, but you have to do it now. You can't put public work behind private."

Arcan said, like a knife. He was the successor to this co-writer's office. Of course, you can't delay an important report to see a little sister.

"My son, but true....... Come up to the office. I'll hear it there."

Just a few months ago, the father, who was the same as his son, scolded his son without even thinking of a tadpole. The moment, Hugo and Arcan headed up the stairs to go up to Hugo's office,

"Brother!!!"

Cedric, who had been a little delayed in dragging Ivelia down, was just about to reach the bottom of the stairs.

"Cedric."

Looking at his brother approaching from afar, Arcan's golden eyes curved. Contrary to me, my always cheerful brother has always been my source of vitality. But what's that bundle of fur that Cedric is inside? In August, despite the hot weather in the summer, if Ibelia had a cold, Cedric came down with a blanket wrapped around her with a stone. At the moment, Arkan, who had not yet thought that his squatting brother had dragged his more squatting sister down here, narrowed his eyes to determine the identity of the bundle of fur, - Sook. Golden hair appeared in the bundle of hairs, - minus it. Then came clear blue eyes and flushed young cheeks. Hot! Is there anything, this aura bunny will suffocate you! Scanning the surroundings with her pupils asking for help, Ibelia made eye contact with the boy in front of her. Ah, the Great Aura Bunny. A tense mouth pursed unknowingly. Seeing the stranger, his nose twitched like a rabbit. A small hand grabbed the hem of Cedric's robe. I hate to study, and I hate going to the battlefield. I'm satisfied if I just walk the sandy path to play and eat in moderation. But that guy said, 'This bean bug. Do your duty as a member of the Duke!' I feel like I'm going to push my back. But handsome is really handsome. Perhaps, in one or seven more years, all the women in this capital will be chasing Arcan back-and-forth in droves. Unlike Cedric, Arkan, who had a serious atmosphere, truly deserved to be called the next generation of Ercadian Idol. In any case, if you want to delay the time of being cast out of the sludge a little, Shouldn't you use the privilege of the baby girl to get some pretty credit from the Orabunny!

- Ehehe.

With an awkward laugh that she thought to herself, Ivelia flirted in the blanket that wrapped around her, pulled her hands out, and then reached out to Arcan. Orabunny, who at least thought he would approach and hug her, stood still and stared at Ivelia intently.

In a recklessness, Evelia lowered her hand and gave her a sullen expression, slowly tingling red on Arcan's cheeks and ears.

"Arcan, don't you?"

Hugo, who was about to go up to the office to hear Arcan's report, called to Arcan, who was standing as if he had been nailed. 'My sister can be seen at any time, but the report of the sweep must be done now. You can't put public affairs behind private affairs,' said Arcan, who was speaking with a resolute expression, with a hint of hesitation.

"Oh, go report? Come on! I'll be playing with Eve!"

As Cedric stripped off the blanket that wrapped around Evelia and sat down on the parlor sofa to open a children's book to read to Ibelia, Arcan's feet flinched.

'I can read children's books better... Cedric doesn't know the words better than I do yet.'

After a brief moment of intense contemplation, Arcan made a decision. I am the successor of the Empire's only co-writer. As a successor, I have to fulfill my responsibilities. Public work cannot be placed in the lower order than private work. No matter what.

"Father, I think it's not that urgent to report. It's enough to listen to it for dinner sometimes."

But if you're putting it off for a while instead of putting it in the back of the line, you're not abandoning your responsibilities as a successor. Yes, just 5 minutes ago, the Duke, who had slashed with a knife that reporting would take precedence over Evelia, was the last pride of his successor, Arcan. I thought that the big aura bunny would be quite different from the small one. Taken together, the stories I had heard from my family and maids seemed to place great importance on my "responsibilities as the next Duke." Naturally, the great aura bunny said to me, 'Do your duty as a princess!' He had been afraid that he would be pushed into the mud, but it didn't take long before he realized that the worries were completely meaningless. The soft sunshine was shining through Ivelia's room, the teddy bear that always guarded Ibelia's side was on the bed, and it was a very common sight for Vivian, Ibelia's exclusive maid, to sit in a chair by the crib and read a book. Except for just one. A child who should not be here today, without fail, Cedric skipped his swordsmanship practice and pressed into Evelia's room. I moved one of the zero-car chairs next to Vivian's chair and sat there.

‘...... I'm glad that one of the two Orabunni also thought of keeping this peacock! The big Orabunny is always eager for class, so the little Orabunny can be a little free-spirited."

With that in mind, Ibelia was also unfailingly showing Cedric a whimpering smile. - Smart.

"Huh? Is the big Aura Bunny going to be in class, or is he a dad? Is it a mother?"

But the person whose door opened and appeared was Arkan, a minimi who resembled Hugo.

"Vivian, what is Eve doing... Cedric? What are you doing here? Isn't it time to practice swordsmanship now?"

Cedric, who had been caught by Arcan for skipping his swordsmanship practice and thought he might be embarrassed, immediately counterattacked as if he were outrageous.

"What about your brother? As far as I know, surely this is the time for an economics lecture?"

"You don't have to listen to economics lectures. I have a lot of money."

"What a dog-shit logic, bro. If I hit it that way, I don't have to train in swordsmanship, either. I have a Templar."

They both squeak and point fingers at each other without doing anything well. They are usually older than their age, but there are no young children in this case. Looking at the two orabunny, Ibelia decided. One person is not, not two. If you want to walk the path of Ivelia playing and eating, either of you will work hard and buy some delicious things! Sent me some travel! Shouldn't that be the case?

"No, summon me! Our mansion Hemp King!"

"-AAAAA

"No, Eve!!"

"Brother, Chi... Hiding under the bed!!"

Arcan and Cedric shouted at the same time, looking at Ivelia with a bewildered expression, and then flirting under the bed. But it was a bunch that went all the way up to the hips. The chubby *** of the two brothers hung on the bed frame and could no longer advance. Soon afterward, there was an urgent sound of footsteps in the hallway, - a squeak. Elysia, the Duchess who can be sure to be the most beautiful in the world, jumped in.

"Why Vivian-Eve ... You guys!"

Damn it-! Elysia slammed into her arms the weeping Ivelia at the arches of the Orabunny, patting her two hips that had crept out under the bed.

"You guys, did you guys make it clear that no matter how much you want to see our Eve, you shouldn't neglect your studies? Especially Cedric, you would have said that if you did it one more time, you'd issue a week-long ban on watching Eve?"

Ibelia's eyes widened. It was a completely different result from the initial intention.

'The ban on Eve can only be issued by Eve! You just have to let them skip class! I'm bored, but I can't help but have the aura bunnies to play!'

On the verge of not seeing Ivelia for a week, Arcan and Cedric began to persuade Elysia.

"Uh...... Mother! Eve is in a big time now. In a week, you'll be big enough to even know if it's Eve or not?"

That's kinda not. Well done, though, little aura bunny!

"I couldn't stand it because I wanted to keep seeing my little sister when I was born with a pretty little sister who closely resembled my mother. I'm sorry, Mother."

I know what you do too, Big Aura Bunny!

"This is the second time already, Cedric. And Arkan you didn't......!"

Elysia, however, was angry with her sons for showing the scene of the desertion of her duties, and showed no signs of falling for the coordination of Arcan and Cedric. This is not it. It's a bit of a pity, but even the Aura Bunnies are in trouble if they are banned from watching Eve. As Ibelia stretched out both hands from Elysia's arms towards the Ora bunnies and made a jam, the two Ora bunnies came up as if they were possessed and took one of Ivelia's hands apart. Special Needs at this point!

- Kamhang.

With a dumb laugh, Arkando, Cedric, and Elysia, whose anger had not subsided, looked as dazed as if they had been subjected to collective hypnosis.

"...... You guys don't have twice. Next time, we're going to issue a ban on the real Eve."

Elysia said in a more relaxed voice.

"Yes, Mother. But my child is really so cute."

"Yes, it's my daughter, but she's really cute."

"If our eve is all big, the nobles of the capital will be frowning, right?"

"Whatever. You just have to fold your back off. Isn't it, Mother?"

"Well. You just have to fold it into the station."

It's good to be loved by a family that I couldn't have imagined in my previous life. Oh my gosh, the love affair is still not going to be smooth.

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