Shini Yasui Kōshaku Reijō to Nana-ri no Kikōshi

ar confectionery on a big silver dish which might be one meter in diameter.

It was in the form of the Island of Messenger.

It was such a waste to eat.

 

Someone suddenly tapped my leg lightly.

Tirnanog, hiding under the table cloth, looked at the castle of sugar candy with his face peeping through the gap.

 

『Erica, what is that? Even though it’s a building, it has a delicious smell?』

“It’s a sweet for the festival that was made of sugar.
It seems to be made on a special celebration day.”

『Ooh, I want to try it too.』

“Well, I’ll take a look if there is a chance.”

 

I wanted to give him not only candy, but also meat.

Today he had brought heavy bags for me, so I needed to compensate him.

 

Ignitia was closely related to Karkinos continent in the South, so the cooking was a southern continent style.

Wine with high alcohol concentration diluted with water.

Savory fragrance of meat baked with plenty of spices.

It was a slumping season for oysters since it was already a bit past the season, so now was the last time to eat them.

Fruits with gorgeous hues typical of the southern countries were lining up.

 

From tea, coffee, and cocoa all were present, but I wanted to drink alcohol.

As expected, drinking was not permitted for eight years olds~.
How regretful!

 

“Please wait, Erica, I have to say hello to His Majesty before meals.”

“Fugah!? Y-yes? I understand, Otou-sama.”

 

Uwaah~, pardon me~, I just got my hands on an appetizer carpaccio~.

Baked freshly made meat and oysters with plenty of plumpness, I hadn’t eaten a bite~.

 

While listening to my gluttonous heart’s voice with a noble maiden’s mask, I drew my attention back to the table with my back hair fluttering.

Tirnanog waved his hand from under the table while balancing a lobster bigger than himself.

Please, leave a portion for me too, okay?

 

Then my father brought me to King of Ignitia.

This time it seemed that not only the Queen Consort was here, but the Prince was also here.

 

Ooh, finally I could confirm the face of Prince Auguste!

 

The prince was wearing a decorated clothing with red gold thread, which was the signature color of Ignitia, and had a small golden dragon on his shoulder.

Silky blonde hair with a deeper color compared to other Ignitia royalty.

His skin which sooner or later would become tanned due to sunburnt, was still white as if transparent at the present time.

His face was like the Queen; similar to a doll.

 

I couldn’t believe that he would be a gaudy prince in six years.

There, the figure of a boy who looked like a beautiful girl—

 

(……Huh?)

 

Somehow, wasn’t he similar to that self-proclaimed Angel-san?

Twins?

Approximate other?

—Were they one and the same?

That golden dragon resembled the dragon of Angel-san who was called Goldberry.

 

Prince Auguste didn’t try to adjust his eyes even when my father and I greeted him.

He didn’t move one eyebrow, just kept looking far away outside the window.

The impression was different from the friendly, expressive, self-proclaimed Angel-san I met during the day.

Right now, he looked like a statue made of alabaster.

Because I was staring at him too intensely, Prince Auguste glanced over here coldy.

 

(Hii, I carelessly stared at him.
I wonder if this can be condemned as rude.)

 

But when the Prince glanced at me silently, he returned his line of sight outside the window once again.

Indeed, his mannerism had the sense of being apathetic, as if everything was insignificant to him.

 

But, only the golden dragon who looked like Goldberry that was on his shoulder stared at me.

She narrowed her eyes as if smiling, and then tried to pull Prince Auguste’s hair.

Still, Prince Auguste continued to look outside the window, with a look similar to a statue.

 

After all, it was worrisome.

I couldn’t stand it, I finally raised my voice to the Prince.

 

“Prince Auguste.
Pardon me, by any chance, might you be Angel-sama?”

 

Ah.

I noticed it after I said it out loud, but what was that poem!

But, how else should I say it—!

 

“Fugoh-”

“Guh-”

 

Both my father and King Ignitia who were drinking liquor together, choked over their drinks simultaneously.

Why were you eavesdropping?

Please stop it!

Uwaaaah.
I could die out of embarrassment.

Even during my chunnibyou phase in my previous life, I had never written such a thing!

 

Oh, I should have asked ‘Are you the boy who became my sightseeing guide in the cathedral?’

The greatest blunder of my life……

 

“Well, she said you’re an angel, Auguste.”

 

The Queen Consort was smiling brightly.

I felt that her atmosphere was somewhat gentle.

Prince Auguste who was urged by the Queen, finally turned around.

 

Still, the face of Prince Auguste remained as still as an alabaster statue.

 

“Oh, Erica-jou seems to have misunderstood me as an angel because of my beauty.
But I am an ordinary person.
Please be relieved.
I will not fly away somewhere.”

 

As he said those words, he stood up and bowed.

 

“However, because human being is troubled by the flesh, I cannot always be healthy or stay as I was.
I feel unwell, so I will withdraw from this evening banquet.
Erica-jou, please excuse my rudeness.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Do not worry about me, please continue enjoying the party.”

 

Without moving an eyebrow while saying all of that, Prince Auguste went away.

 

After all it was the same voice as the self-proclaimed Angel-san.

But the attitude was different as if they were a different person.

Wasn’t that too much?

Or, did he has multiple personality or something?

 

While being apologized by the Queen, the questions that couldn’t be answered continued turning around in my mind.