Renkinjutsushi Desu. Jijou wa Gomibako ni Sutete Kimashita

- I don't think it can be called happiness or unhappiness.

One of the great nobles present in the kingdom, the Rinfold family. Seth Rinfold, the eldest son of the house and a trail, murmured so in her heart.

The Linfolds are a blood family who served as excellent pharmacists in a war that ended more than a hundred years ago. He has also excelled in his magical talents and is also known for his numerous battles.

He was honored for his accomplishments and was able to become one of the four great nobles present in the kingdom. Since then, the Linfolds have continued to produce and maintain their position as magicians, pharmacists for generations.

In modern times, four children were born into such a house. To three men, one woman. Seth is naturally likely to be the eldest of them all.

It would be for each person to think of it as happiness or unhappiness. And in Seth's case - one way or another, it was close to the latter.

Original lineage. Expectations to recruit. A sense of responsibility.

It is never acceptable to apply mud to a family name, etc. Always take pride as a nobleman and encourage self-drilling. It was natural and a service.

"Ha..."

Seth looked up at the grey sky that reflected outside the window and sighed one. Skies of the same color as my own hair, which is a little long for a man, are disgusting just to watch.

I was in the mood to scream that it was depressing, but I didn't have that kind of energy with Hate. Instead, another sigh leaks.

"Brother, with all those sighs, happiness runs away."

A frightened voice was thrown at Seth with the sound of the door opening. Seth unwittingly takes her gaze off the window. Standing in front of the door was Liesha Linfold, Seth's sister.

He has the same, but much longer, gray hair as Seth, with his hands on his hips.

Seth smiled back at her familiar sister.

"Even if they say so, Liesha..."

"Look, that's how you look dark again."

Seeing a soggy Seth, Risha swells her cheeks. Stuck straight up to Seth, I grabbed his cheek and forced him to create the shape of a grin.

However, as soon as Riesha let go of her hand, Seth's expression changed to something dark again. Even from Reesha's mouth when she sees it, she sighs naturally.

"... Also, did Brother Orda say anything to you?

"There's that too... Olda's hit on me didn't start right now."

"Then what did your father say, from the royal family?"

Seth speaks no words, just leans down quietly. Did Risha guess the general situation with his brother's reaction, shaking his neck sideways, for Christ's sake?

"Brother, I do want Brother Seth to inherit the house. But if that doesn't make brother Seth happy, I don't want to be forced."

"It's not that I don't like to inherit the house... and if I abandon my role, the Orda one will inherit this house"

Unusual for a serene Seth, seeping words of hostility emerge. Orda is Seth's two younger brothers and an enemy of Seth.

His personality is bad, even if he understates it, and he says it like every day, such as his dislike for Seth, his brother. However, my abilities as a pharmacist and also as a magician are high in themselves.

The problem lies in the fact that its ability is higher than Seth's.

That never means Seth is inferior. Rather, it would be superior in general terms.

The fact that he was better than that brother gave Orda arrogance in his heart and increased his greed in him. That is, the assumption that you are the one who deserves to inherit the house.

I hate Seth, who's closest to picking him up from that. It is a common story when it comes to common. But if you try Seth, it's a more annoying story.

Succeeding to a house naturally leads to having territory. To do this, we must excel both personally and competently.

Olda feels like she has a bit of a personality problem.

"Well, it looks like your father is going to entrust the house to Brother Seth, and if he goes there in due course, he won't have a problem..."

"In due course."

Seth looked out the window and narrowed her eyes softly.

- Yes, Seth will undoubtedly be the owner of the house if we go there in due course.

There's just one problem there.

"Depending on the royal affair, that justification could also be covered"

"It's..."

Why Seth had a dark face.

Reesha, who has a verse in mind, accidentally clogged the words.

A certain order that I came directly from the royal family a while ago. Seth and Olda were chosen as the people to do it. The contents have not yet been heard, but depending on the outcome, the justification may be covered.

Of course Seth is in full force, but it is also true that Orda is very capable. I can't help but worry.

"Well, in the end, if I were better than Olda, I'd have nothing to worry about. We have to do something about it ourselves."

Seth says that in a self-derisive manner and sighs again. It's Seth's habit to have negative thoughts. Reesha is often mad at me because I sigh many times a day.

It didn't leak into the example, and Riesha had a slightly angry look on her face. But you think you can't help it all this time, or you won't show any more reaction.

"I hope nothing..."

I don't know.

Seth says that like any other HR, then checks the time.

"It's about time"

Seth said so, away from the window, outside the door. I saw the look on my anxious sister's face, smiled with the meaning of being okay, and then started walking.

It's the office where the father waits. There is an explanation of the contents of the order from the royal family, so two Seth and Orda have been called in advance.

As Seth silently walked down the wide hallway, she discovered the hindsight she had seen a little earlier. At the same time, it gives an unintentionally bitter look.

The man in front of Seth looked back slowly, listening to the sound of shoes coming from behind him. Short-cut gray hair and long length make it somewhat intimidating.

Thin, sharp eyes captured Seth's appearance.

"Oh no, isn't my brother the boss? What's the matter, you don't seem to have a good complexion."

"Thanks for your concern. But I'm fine."

"That was good. Dear brother, if anything happens to you, it's sad for me."

Orda's sarcastic rhetoric.

- You wouldn't even think about that a little bit.

Seth is so poisoned on the inside, but he doesn't put it on his face.

"It's just fine. Shall I come with you to your father?"

"... oh yeah"

Though unintentional, Seth nods. The destination is the same. There is no excuse to say no.

"Sounds like that loud Reesha isn't with you today"

"It's only the two of us, of course."

"Whoa, excuse me. I forgot what I did."

Olda makes a grin like a koke. This is how my attitude toward Seth is every time, and I don't feel any respect for it, contrary to the polite tone.

"No, and it's an honor for us to accept life from the royal family. With this in mind, your father will know exactly who he deserves to inherit the house."

"... right"

Seth gives a fair return to Orda's sarcasm and disgust, albeit open-minded. It's a waste of time and effort just to seriously respond.

- Feel free to study alone. If you want.

Seth sincerely thought so and sighed small.