Hilde's injuries are not so deep, he can get up already. Interrogation seems to begin with a doctor.
Niklas seems to be under guard with supervision, but no evidence has yet been found that communicates with other countries. Her testimony alone is too weak to conclude that Hilde's case is due to extinction of evidence. Hilde is likely not to be informed of the important part of the Lutz abduction program, which could be a watering argument.
It's not "no punishment for suspicion," but it is difficult to judge the sons of the Countess without evidence.
Niklas, however, may have been impatient for missing Hilde.
It is difficult to move while suspected and monitored. You may be overlooked by the Skelts Kingdom. And that situation is probably an undesirable situation for the knights.
You probably didn't have to wait to catch only the lizard's tail.
-If I did not disturb, would the case be resolved more smoothly? I ask myself, but I do not get an answer.
I want to do something useful for the trouble, but what can I do?
I sank, I exhaled in bed.
The day has come to an end today. I don't sleep so much even at night, so I spend a lot of time reading books, but I don't really get into my mind.
--knock Knock
"...?"
Half past midnight.
The door in my room sounds as soon as I want to sleep.
It's too insane time to visit unmarried princess rooms. An unexpected voice came to my ears alerting who it was.
"Rose, me. Can I enter?"
"……Brother?"
I put on a light shawl in a hurry and go down the bed. When I opened the door, my brother always stood with no expression.
Whether you've been working until now, but still look pretty.
"……here you go"
How much do I visit a woman's bedroom at night, even though I am a ten year old and my sister? I thought it wasn't like a serious brother, but I was eventually invited. After all, my brother.
"Let's prepare tea?"
"Good"
He was sitting on the sofa, and came over and beckoned me.
When I approached, being puzzled, my brother took my hand and guided me. Without sitting down, I sat right next to him.
What the heck is it?
I turn to my brother while dancing the question mark overhead. I was surprised to find my brother's beautiful face much closer than expected.
It may be the first time you have come so close, even if you haven't. You can see the texture of the skin and the iris of the eyes well.
I knew his ice blue eyes looked gray depending on the angle.
Seriously, looking at his face and looking at his face, there was no wind that bothered me, and my brother held my shoulder.
"Nii, ni ..."
If you leave yourself as it is pulled, your body will lie on the sofa. My head was dressed on my brother's lap.
Wait a minute ... Is this a knee pillow ...?
"Let's talk a little bit."
"I don't care ... but why are you dressed like this?"
I'm upset, and my older brother is driving normally enough to wonder. The tone of the voice is flat, and the expression is left blank.
If this is a brother or sister, is there? Speaking of which, I also gave Johan a knee pillow, but this is my first time doing it.
"It's too late. If you get sleepy, you can just sleep."
"……that is"
What about?
It is very difficult to sleep soundly with your brother's knee pillow. It's too young to be calm and harder than anything. My brother doesn't feel the dust like a man, but his body is muscular and stingy. I think he's a man.
Looking up at me, my brother broke his eyes slightly and broke his mouth.
"Sometimes let me do something like my brother."
"..."
If you are told such a thing with an adult look, you will feel ashamed as if you were a spoiled child.
When I couldn't look straight ahead and turned to the side, I heard a breathtaking laughter.
"I'm always strict with you, and I can't hang one word."
I really think so, but my brother turned a smile into a bitter smile.
"Yeah. You say it's a time when it's okay to be on your mother's lap, but because of you and my parents, you couldn't spit out your worries, anger, and sorrow."
"..."
"Johann had you, but you were none. No, you were forced to grow up to protect Johann ... but I and my surroundings are fine if you are fine. I couldn't forgive my trust in it and even allow me to whine. ''
"Brother……"
"You're still a ten-year-old girl."
My brother said so and stroked my head.
The palm stroking in an unfamiliar manner is hard and movement is awkward, but warm. My voice and gaze were kind and kind, and my eyes got hot for some reason.
"Brother .........!?"
The moment when I relaxed my body.
In the distance, the sound of breaking glass was heard.
“What!? …… My brother !?”
Get up as if flipped. But before he got off the sofa, he was stopped by his brother's hand.
"Should be fine"
"What, what ... what's okay!"
My brother told me extremely calmly.
Your brother must have heard the sound that informs you of the abnormality. On the contrary, the castle is in a noisy state. A plurality of footsteps rush to the shouting anger. Obviously something is happening, what the hell is it?
"Be here, it's okay."
"..."
My brother looked at me straight.
The eyes that I share do not have any fluctuation of fine dust, but just reflect on me from the front.
"Rose"
"Nii-sama ..."
The arm is pulled and hugged. My brother held my head away from the hustle and gently covered my ears, which were not pressed against my chest, with my palms.
I can't hear anything anymore. Nothing but myself and my brother's heart sounds.
Now, while I am protected in my brother's arms, something is happening.
Perhaps something related to the Lutz kidnapping program is taking place. And that's what my brother knows.
Being calm in this way means that the current bustle is all within your brother's expectations. The fact that there is no report to his brother is probably what the Knights were expecting.
Probably we have also told the targets Lutz and Theo.
What I don't know is ... I'm the only one outside the mosquito net.
Useless, only me.
"..."
What do you want to do? I can't do anything.
I don't have any power because I know the events of the future because I have memories of the past.
I'm so proud of trying to do something alone.
The answer is that you are protected in this way.
I am powerless.
"……Do not cry"
A bitter voice hits the earlobe. He slid his palms covering his ears and wiped my cheeks.
"Even if you impose trust or keep it informed, you end up crying .... I'm a useless brother."
"I'm different."
It's not my brother who is bad, but me.
It's my half-heartedness, not strong enough to accept trust and not flexible enough to trust and entrust everything.
I want to become stronger.
Intense craving along with itchy prudence came from the bottom of the chest.