"Dear Alec!　That bird is singing!

　It's a very prosperous city that is both glamorous and cluttered at the same time.
　I'm six years old and Angier can walk around normally because this is Molek, where your father reigns, and he knows my face.
　Me and Angier taking a walk in a place that is like "our garden" in the broadest sense of the word.

　He focuses on a store, a bird shop with countless bird cages hanging from the eaves.

That's a mimic bird.
What kind of thing is that?
"Angel is so curious. You always have that twinkle in your eye when you ask me something.
"Yes!

　When I pointed it out, Angier nodded with a smile that was nothing short of innocent.

"I love it when you explain things to me, Alec-sama!
"My explanation?
"Yes!

　I chuckled a little.
　I was expecting you to ask me a lot of questions out of curiosity, but I laughed at the fact that I was wrong.
　However, I'm sure that anything that leads to knowledge is good, so I decided to explain it to Angel.

Since we're talking about a real thing, let's show it to you.
"Yes!

　Bringing Angier into the store.
　The store is full of elegant adults.

　Keeping birds, especially mimic birds, is considered an elegant thing to do these days.
　We were six years old when we stepped into the midst of those adults.

Welcome--oh!　Well, well, well, Mr. Alexander.
"It's Alec. Do you know me?
Of course. I understand that you are his wife, Angelica.
I'm still a fiance. I just want to show you what I'm capable of so that you can be a good wife. Can you show me some things?
Of course. Say, come on in.

　The waiter led us to the back.

　Along the way, we were talked to by many people.
　As a born again child, I was a mascot, and this is how I was accosted when I went into town.

　After politely interacting with each person, Angelica and I were ushered to the very back of the room and seated together.

Welcome Alec.

　The moment I sat down, another person came out.
　He looks like the owner of this store.

"Thank you for coming to our store. How can I help you today?
"Angel has never seen a mimic bird before, I promised I'd explain it to her, so bring me an obedient child.
"I'll get right to it.

　The owner bowed to me, and then bowed more reverently to Angel shortly afterwards, and then left to go get the bird.

Excuse me, Master Alec. Why was that man more polite to me than Master Alec?
That's because I care about Angel. I know that people in these places would be more pleased if they treated Angel more respectfully than I do.
"Hoa ......
"Sometimes it's not. For example, if I say I want to show Angier that I'm cool--
"Master Alec is always good looking!

　Angier interrupted me with a bite.

Thank you. When you realize that you want to show it more, you act more reverent to me than to Angier.
"It's a case by case basis, isn't it?
"Clever, Angier,

　I reached out and patted Angel's head.

　I didn't drink holy water and was born with the memories of my previous life, but Angel is just an ordinary six-year-old girl.
　The occasional flashes of brilliance are a great source of excitement for the future.

　Moments later, the owner brings the bird in a basket.

"Here you go. Here's a young pup that just arrived as an adult.
Thank you. Is that normal?
"Of course.
Yes. Then, Angel, show me something to sing in front of him.
"What?　Wow, I am?
Of course. Let me hear Angel's beautiful voice.
"Wow, I see.

　Ange shyly sings the song to him, and he shyly shows it to her.
　It's a familiar nursery rhyme, but hearing Angier sing it makes me feel warm and fuzzy.

Oh, I'm done.
It was a good song.
"Ugh ...... is embarrassing . But Master Alec, why do I have to sing?


That's it. ......

　I turned my attention to the mimic bird in the birdcage.
　The bird and I made eye contact, still childlike - but with the hand of a child himself, and sent out a sign.

　It's a command that every mimic bird for sale has in it.

　As soon as I sent it, the mimic bird began to sing.
　Her voice is clear and clean, just like Angel's.

Is this ...... me?
"Yeah. It's an Angel song. Mimic means mimic. See the monster mimic?　It's a monster that imitates a treasure chest. This mimic bird is a bird that imitates the songs of those who hear it.
That's right!

　Angel's eyes twinkled, and her reaction was the same as her earlier self-declaration that she loves to hear my explanation.

Yes, Angel's voice is still very beautiful. I think so,
Goodbye. I envy you, Master Alec, to have such a person as this as your wife.
"Such a ......

　Angier turned his head down, his cheeks turned sour, his face not quite as sore as it should be.

I'll take the bird. Ange, now I want to see you sing with her in unison.
"Yeah!　I will do my best for Alec-sama.
Then--

　I took a piece of paper from my pocket.
　On it is a piece of parchment bearing the sigil of my Carlyle family.

　On it I write the date and the fact that I am buying a mimic bird and my signature - Alexander Carlyle's signature.
　This is how a nobleman shops, and the shopkeeper takes this to the house to get paid.
　I'm the eldest son of the Carlyle family, so of course I could make a promise. But I make sure to leave a testimonial on everything like this.

　I write it down, make sure it's correct, and then hand it to the owner.

...... ...
What's wrong with you?　Is something amiss?
No, I'm just impressed with your handwriting. Forgive me, but I don't believe this is the handwriting of a six year old. It could be called the master's handwriting, not surprisingly. I'm very impressed with the master's handwriting.
Thank you.

　Suddenly, I felt a glance from right beside me.
　Angel has a happy and proud look on her face.
　Even though he's smart, he's still only six years old.

　I already forgot what I said earlier, that in some cases he would lift me up.

　Well, it's cute, too.
　I received the mimic bird and left the store with Angier.

　　　　　The Carlisle residence, the master's office.

"Mmmmmm.
"What's up with you,
Oh, it's you. Is Alec back?
"How are you doing?
"No, I need to write a letter of reply to my Earl Raymond. Earl Raymond is an important person to me, I wanted Alec, who is already a much better writer than I am, to write to me.
It was.
Oh, I can't wait for Alec to take over the reigns. I'm sure Alec will further expand our House of Carlisle.
Don't do this, my dear. You have to put up with this for another ten or twenty years. Do you want to be a disappointment to Alec as a bad father?
"Ugh!　It's no good. Mmmmmmmmmm. ...... I guess we'll just have to stick with it.
"Yes, good luck with that.
Okay, then I'll just have to work on the text until Alec comes back.
"Good evening.