I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

It was freezing cold.

Such cold weather that even the exhaled breath becomes ice and falls to the surface.

Around stands trees with leaves falling and naked, with snow falling yesterday sparsely covering the ground in white.

He was hanging those bright red hands, looking up at the blurry sky.

I don't know how long I've been standing in this place, my nose head is turning bright red.

Because I'm nowhere, even though I don't think there's anything noisy about him being exposed, I was worried that I finally put my chest down to what he looked like after looking everywhere.

I'll be gone soon!

"Victor!"

Much like his father, his grey eyes move a little and admit to me.

His eyes are not the only ones who look like his father.

Straight black hair with a childish obnoxious yet cool face.

And you look just like Sugu Blur.

Really, where has my gene gone?

I wonder if I lost because it's a gene from Mob after all.

But you look like me poorly, and I'd be in trouble if you were an asshole, so I'm probably glad you're not more alike.

"Mother"

My son, who turns seven this year, says he found himself skipping tutoring classes, but he's not looking bad at all. He says it's cold to swallow.

Totally...

I'm often told that I'm swallowing and capable weather too, but isn't this kid a little too mypaced?

Well, as for preaching later.

"What were you doing out there in such thin clothes?

Attract Victor's little body and put on the shawl he was wearing.

Then he pinched his little hand with both hands, completely red by the servant, exhaling to warm it up a little.

Victor's hand, which is but remains, was only cold on the surface, but soon regains the burning warmth characteristic of the child.

"I've been waiting for you to come home."

"Are you saying you're coming home, Father?

"Yeah."

It was only yesterday that Bern, who had gone to Weiss territory, received a letter to the effect that he would return to Leitberg after work.

This country is long to the north and south, and it should take two more days when it returns from Weiss, which is far north.

When I told him about it, Victor picked up a branch just the right length that was falling and started drawing something on the ground.

I crouched in with him, too, staring at what he drew.

I recognize it somewhere in a long, vertically spilled shape.

"What's this, a map?

"Yeah."

"You're good."

Wow. Simplified by the way, but at first glance I can tell it's a map.

Wouldn't you be a genius while you were my child?

No, it's decided by genius because it's Bern and my son. There's no basis for this, though.

When I praised him with heartfelt admiration, Victor stuck out that that was not the case.

But I guess I'm kind of glad to hear it. My cheeks are loose.

I can't be honest. Maybe he's getting hooked up too at your age.

Lovely, this ~.

My child's growth was smiling and he was stuck on his cheek, and he looked so depressed he was paid by hand.

Cold...

Victor says grizzly with branches around the area slightly to the right over the middle of the longitudinal map, as he regains his mind.

"Reetbelf is here"

Now I grind around a part of it that's snagged like a lot of wiggly cookies up there.

"Weiss is here, isn't he? My father rode a horse, not a carriage, so he's a horse on his way home. And my Uncle Lucas is with me, so he should come straight back across the mountains, shortcuts, usually all the way from the seaside."

Victor connected the holes through the branches in a straight line.

As he said, there are several mountains on that straight line, but it would not be so difficult for Lucas and Bern to cross the mountains.

Those two are some kind of fleshmen who made them look brainy.

"So, I got a letter from my father yesterday, because my fathers left about three days before that... eh"

Counting his little fingers, he made sure that the three to add (d) was five, and told me with a very serious face that it was five days ago.

"My fathers' horses are so fast, I should be able to come home by now..."

"But maybe I'll come back slowly, huh?

"That's definitely not true."

Victor puts a slightly hateful look on his face that looks a lot like Bern's.

Then I looked at the mansion and said this confidently.

"Uncle Lucas would fly in the sky to see Leonora. I guess."

Leonora is his fourth younger sister, his second child for me and Bern, and for Lucas, the girl who draws the blood of the long-awaited Emilia.

I knew Lucas would drown her before she was born, but that's already awesome. It can no longer be called drowning.

If there's a gap, come to us and play with Leonora, she's showing a deluded and sloppy face.

This is what I say that it doesn't hurt to put it in my eyes, and I smudged Leonora with a mellow Lucas and understood it.

I just don't want you to get me wrong, Lucas is also very cute about Victor, and the way he adores you two is closer to Grandpa than to his relative's uncle.

Speaking in a little more detail about Lucas and Leonora, when naming her, Lucas has begged Emilia, as she has long proclaimed.

You call it a plea, or you call it a pinch of waste...

It was quite spectacular to see an adult man over thirty squeeze a waste, nay, but this one couldn't break so easily, so the result was settled by making his middle name Emilia.

By the way, its Leonora Emilia Lietberf is currently taking a nap.

"But I'm sure your uncle will fly, even to see Victor. That's right..."

Sensitively perceiving that my voice has gone low, Victor strengthens his body.

"If I remember correctly, you should still be in class, right? Already! We need to get out of here now. I'm sorry, Dr. Gauss, but he came to apologize to me for running away again."

Victor puts his lips down and starts mass-producing the gnarly stuff that doesn't really know how to do a square on the ground.

These are pointless cute graffiti pieces that are boring but very different from neatly drawn maps.

"I did the right job."

"Right. That's great. But who owes this to you now that you can calculate when your father will be back?

'Cause I'm smart.

"Here!

Get on with it! And, keep it gently down.

Then, like, Shabu-shabu, Victor gave the name of his teacher.

"... thanks to Dr. Gauss"

"Well, you have to take classes to find out more"

"Hmm."

Is that another push?

"Ha... In the meantime, let's go back home."

"Hmm."

"Mother, I'm going to have some hot milk because it's cold"

My hand stops graffitiing.

"If you want to take classes now, I won't plug you in."

"... Back then"

Oh, boy.

I wonder if it was a little sweet.

But I don't like to get angry with Gatsun.

No, I get angry, too, when I have to. Yeah.

Both Victor and Leonora have less to be angry with because they're so smart at their age, but they're still kids, so if you skip classes like they are now, I'll look for them and scold them.

Bern seldom gets angry in that regard.

Basically, he's a man who doesn't get mad, and I don't even remember Bern getting mad at me.

Even he is no longer the father of two children, so sometimes I scold my children all the time, but this is what scares me so much.

I feel so sorry for my child, who is even preached to me in plain sight, that I am soon enough to give out a help boat or something.

Um, I wonder if it's sweet after all...

I don't know.

I took Victor to Dr. Gauss and plugged him in hot milk as promised.

I was doing the house thing for a while, but when Leonora woke me up from my nap and I was reading and doing the book, Victor had somehow joined me there after class.

But it seems to him that talking about little kids, especially girls, is boring, and he rolls over the couch and opens his mouth poking.

"Victor, you're behaving badly."

"Yeah."

Not really.

"Oh granny, cont 'd!

"Yes, sir."

I have already read many pictorial books of stories similar to Snow White, but beautiful illustrations were Leonora's favorites.

"Thus the princess lived happily ever after with the prince. Congratulations."

It was time to close with such a dictate.

"Ah!"

And, out loud, Victor jumped up and ran over to the window.

"He's back!

"Oh, really?

Are you sure you're back?

Looking out the window in line at Victor, two black figures on horseback are indeed running for the mansion.

Bern returns for the first time in a month.

Seeing as I was happy and frightened, I realized there was no Victor next to me all the time. Or there's no Leonora either.

As I rushed out of the living room, I saw two people running downstairs holding hands.

"Here!

It's not terrible to leave or anything!?

But the other guy is a seven-year-old and a three-year-old, right after him... catch up, no!

Oh, wait, my legs are so fast!

There was a daily lack of exercise, so I catch up with the kids on the front porch. Grab your shoulders disappointingly so you don't run off on your own any more.

Will I be able to keep up with the good health of my growing child... Anxiety.

I notice white objects on the edge of my sight.

"Oh, my God, it's snowing."

Leonora seemed happy, pulling my sleeve.

Her gray eyes look closely and the area around her pupils is just so brown. A strange shade of eyes to make, but she likes them herself.

Of course, me and Bern.

Bern and Lucas got off their horses in the front of the mansion and paid for the snow on their shoulders and hair.

The horse hisses and exhales his bright white breath as the train ejects steam.

"Welcome back"

"I'm home."

Hold me first, Bern pulls out the power of his body as relieved.

"How was work? Are you hurt anywhere?

"I didn't."

There was some shade in her eyes telling her so gently.

Was there anything I didn't like?

"Anything unusual while I was away?

"Especially. Strongly enough, as always, Victor is troubling Dr. Gauss."

I'm not bothering you.

I was just in the habit of getting out of class...

I stared at him, but Victor didn't seem to care, and he escaped my restraint.

Then I climb onto Bern's legs and cleverly start twisting his body.

I don't really know why, but when Bern returns, it's his fashion these days to climb up to that body and have him shoulder cars.

"Victor, stop. Stop... here."

I tell him to stop because it's dangerous at the end of the day, but as usual, Bern breaks and this one cleverly bends or contradicts Victor so he can climb.

That's how I got to my shoulder safely and our son, who had me on the shoulder car, very satisfactorily tided his cheeks and cling to his father's head.

Looks like Bern is on top of Bern Big.

Flatter the totem pole.

"How's the view, Victor?

Without a clear reply, Victor starts playing with his chin croaking on Bern's head as he nicks.

"It makes my vision disappointing"

That kind of Bern tone was flashing, but his face was smiling loosely.

Next door Lucas held Leonora up and was circling.

Her pastel-colored dress hem with lots of frills goes hand in hand with all the snow. It's like an illustration of a picture book.

Lucas stops turning and sits Leonora, who is definitely delighted, in one of his arms and holds her like something important.

"My little princess, you're in a good mood. How have you been?

"Yeah. Usual."

"Oh my God! Normal! Yeah, normal is the best!

Is that okay?

And I'm also concerned about Leonora's emotion and salt support.

Oh, but I also feel like it would be a pain in the ass to say that I missed the detour, so maybe this is the right thing to do.

My daughter, you're smart.

No, it's Bern and my daughter, so it's abbreviated below.

My family was able to gather momentum before it really started snowing like that.

In front of the burning fireplace, Leonora was building a building block of houses for dolls she had just received as souvenirs.

Even in the light of the red flames in the fireplace, it should be noted that her dark hair shines like a twinkle and black gem.

Big eyes and small mouth like a doll.

Only the nose resembled me or slightly lower, and that on the contrary was adorable and one of her charms.

"Uncle, uh"

Soon they switched routes deceptively from the architecture of the house, and Leonora shoved the building blocks into Lucas' mouth with an innocent face.

Lucas puts his melted face in pain, but he is left unsaid.

"Leonora, stop it because your uncle is in pain"

"Oh, it's okay! I don't hurt at all. [M] I'd rather be happy."

"No, it hurts how you see it, it"

Obviously, the sharpest corner of the triangle is stabbed in the cheek.

Leonora's been pushing without a scratch.

Looking to the side for Bern's opinion, both Bern and Victor, who sat on its lap, looked at Lucas with a frightened, frivolous face.

"Buffoo."

I couldn't resist blowing out.

Because they both look just like each other, so it's like you lined up Matryoshika when you have the same look on your face.

"What's going on?

Even looking at me strangely and properly showed a miracle sync, so I couldn't do it anymore.

Hino! Oh, funny...!

I laugh a little and manage to calm down even as I hyperventilate.

Ha, that was funny.

I'm not sure why I laughed so much, but I got stuck in a bump.

"You're laughing at us."

"I wonder why"

"It's nothing, never mind"

No. I feel like laughing when I get distracted.

Speaking of which, somewhat forcefully, I decided to change the subject, as it seemed to fit into the laughter bump in the infinite loop as it was.

Katerina sent me a letter.

"What?"

"Looks like I finally got the purpose of my engagement to Ionias."

"At Aunt Caterina's wedding, me and Leonora will have a veil hem."

When Bern gently strokes his head, Victor relaxes and moves his little leg into a patchy mood.

Then you embarrassed yourself, you started eating sticks like hard cookies like assholes often eaten in the north side of the souvenir.

All right, all right, make your jaw sturdy, son.

Lucas and Leonora are smiling and playing in front of the fireplace.

Victor eats sweets while making a noisy noise.

The last time you looked at me, Bern seemed satisfied.

But he immediately creases between his eyebrows and worries about something.

What is wrong with it?

Something to worry about?

Maybe I picked up some disturbing things on this business trip.

Because this time he went to the Marquis of Weiss because there had been news of a rising of the inhabitants and the killing of the lord in the land.

I leaned softly against his shoulder.

"Are you okay? I think I'm kind of very tired"

"No..."

Then he shuts up a little and starts talking in such a whispering, secret-breaking voice that the three of us playing softly don't hear him.

"The inhabitants' bees weren't much in themselves. However, the mansion seemed terrible. Weiss also exposed the body... As far as we know, he was a decent lord."

"That's..."

"I don't know. But maybe before it's too far away, there 'll be some major feud. Well, that's fine. It's our job to stop it. It's just that... I don't know where Weiss' daughter is. I wish I'd run away, but maybe they sold me somewhere. Darius is blood-eyed and searching, but it can be hard to find in that mess."

Speaking of Weissweather's daughter, she's Darius' younger fiancée.

Ever since I heard the news in Weiss and the Berns were on their way, I've been worried, but things seem to be worse than I thought.

I'm sure Darius is missing his fiancée, too, and he can't wait to feel it. While he says something kind of hateful, because the roots are gentle and people who care about their bodies.

Talking that far, Bern shook my hand and exhaled painfully.

It may be since the time of my birth and when my children had a terrible cold that he looked so hard on.

"So, if... if I thought about if our kids fit the same eyes, I'd become incredibly hard and horrible myself. If one day the reward of what I've done is on those kids..."

I squeezed Bern's hand, which closed my eyes so hard as to contain fear.

It's all right.

With that said, he stares at me with dark gray eyes with distress.

"You're a good lord, a good father, and more importantly, a loose man. I'm sure we can protect the children."

"I hope so."

"I have a trusted uncle."

When I stepped aside and said so, Bern finally laughed.

"Ha. So is that."

Negative husband finally relieved or weakened the power he was holding my hand and leaned back.

Victor finishes his treat with a tough jaw, hey and hits Bern's sleeve.

"Father, haven't you been traveling for a while?

"Yeah. I don't."

Victor, who seemed a little anxious about Bern's response, brightens his face.

And I said this like I was excited.

"Well, tell me the sword"

"Sword?

"My uncle will teach you!

Faster than Bern answers, Lucas, who should have been playing with Leonora, gets his name up.

Victor has a bit of a toothpick with, uh, um...

Victor likes his father, so he wants Bern to tell him.

Yeah, yeah. I don't know if that's good.

Bern said to Lucas' name, slightly pulling his cheeks.

"When you stop, Victor. My uncle can see it, it's very, very tough already. I got an archery when I was about you, but they broke my abrasive once."

I was pinching Bern, but Victor and I broke an abalone. We need to get it all together! and screamed not even that.

One temp late and Leonora too, yah! and a cute scream.

Maybe she just wants to imitate us, and she doesn't know what it means.

"I did teach you especially hard, but you would have folded it properly, wouldn't you? And that's to teach you how to fight with injuries."

"No, no, no..."

Really, I knew this guy was weird!

'Cause abalone, bones aren't such a good thing to break!?

I knew I was struggling, but it would have hurt to be broken an abrasive. And I can't believe I had to be strong until I did that...

Poor Bern as a young man and Bern here, I hugged him all the time.

Then Victor on the other side becomes me, too, and hugs me to Bern.

"Ah! Leonora, too."

"What about my uncle?

"I won't."

"Oh no!"

Bern, holding Leonora in reverse, who had stopped by to hug her, sat on her knees, hugged by his wife and son from both sides, and in his arms, he held his daughter and laughed with a slightly pitiful face like a light.

It was really everywhere, a normal human happy smile, and he was just a man who loved his family, having nothing to do with being a villain anymore.

And I bring such a smile to him, and I get a little puffy or something.