--Abandoned section of King's Landing. An abandoned church.

　The slush after the rain had made the road very muddy.
　In the midst of it all, one person stepped forward, one step at a time.

　He was clearly surrounded.
　Many "eyes" were on him, alert or ready to deal with him.
　He had heard of this section of the city, which had become quite disturbed in a short time.

　He looked up to see an abandoned church with a collapsed bell tower.

　It is said that there is a queen here who rules this section.

　Her name is Aylan B. Smiles, the princess of the execution chamber.

　She used to be the Colosseum of the Principality, and was also known as the Mermaid of the Mountains and Rivers of Blood.

　Today, he had come here to see her.

　Facing forward, he opened the broken iron gate.
　His gaze remains focused. But there was still no sign of an attack.
　It was as if he was waiting for a command from the princess.

　He suddenly glanced at the garden of the abandoned church.
　It was a swampy plot of land that was severely muddy. There was a strange stench in the air, but in the midst of it all, the lotus flower, blooming so large, looked so beautiful.

"Isn't it beautiful?
What?

　The next thing I knew, there was a woman there.
　Dressed in an elegant white dress, she was looking at the lotus flowers through a broken window.
　The man who had come face to face with her, albeit through a wall, gulped.
　Then he nodded.

Oh.
"....... It seems that you are not lying. You're not lying to me. You've gone to a lot of trouble to create that corner for the flowers.
Did you make the swamp yourself?
It was always a beautiful pond.
I see. ......

　I don't know what he was thinking, but...

　I don't know what he was thinking, but so far he seems to have answered the question to his liking.

　He glanced at you with a sharp, long gaze.

"So, what can I do for you?
"Oh. I've come to make an offer.
An invitation. I'm not much of a waltz dancer. Or are you going to escort me?
"No. ......

　The man put his hand over his mouth, as if thinking for a moment.
　Then he shook his head.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I don't have anything very clever to say. It's just that...

　His eyes met hers.

"Fighting is not a game. You know that.
"......?

　Aylin looked dubious, wondering what she was trying to say.
　You should know that fighting is not a game.

I think it's more about your lack of ability to communicate your intentions than your wit.
So, yeah. ...... No, you're right. You can't rely too much on ...... people's words.

　It seems that the previous line was said by him.
　It was when I began to ponder whether I should go and kill him, as he seemed to be a warrior with a certain will.

I'm going to cause a little commotion in King's Landing. "I'm going to cause a bit of a commotion in King's Landing, and the warriors who will be fighting against me are in my way. I need you to get rid of them.
"...... Do you understand my position?
Yeah. I've heard that you've been offered a favor here by someone in a position of authority. But ...... I wonder. What if that person also comes to the front?

　Apparently, this man also knows who Aylan is dealing with.
　And then he invites us to go to war with that someone.

　What?

You ......
"Hmm?
"You can waltz, can't you?

　His grin twists into a vicious grin.

"You mean, you're trying to set up a relationship with this person. That's what you're trying to do, isn't it?　Well, many warriors will be enemies. It will be a dreamy festival.

　It would be much more exciting than the previous fighting tournament.
　They seem to be planning to hold such a fun festival.

I've already made some moves. I'm not going to use you as bait.


Yeah, yeah. No problem. Just tell me a little more.

　In the mud, the lotus flower swayed in the wind.











　--Inside the castle. Futa's private quarters.

Ayame-Walcott-chan: ......?
I'm not sure. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea. I'm in trouble.

　I don't know what's the problem with being polite.
　I don't know what's wrong with politeness, but it's a good thing.

　I'm not sure what the problem is with politeness, but I don't know what the problem is with politeness.

"Oh, is that Hura's?
"Yes. I'm the eldest. I have three older brothers.
"I see. ......

　I've heard that you have six wives.
　My six-year-old daughter is my fourth child.
　There is no particular reason to doubt it, and the hair color and eye color are exactly the same, but more than that, the personality is not similar at all, so Futa was a little puzzled.

　He was a little confused. I don't feel like I'm dealing with someone younger than me.

"So, you moved in next door?
"Mm-hmm. It may be a short relationship, but it's ...... nice to meet you.
"Oh, ......, nice to meet you .......

　Futa's residence is what is called a guest room.
　It is a compartment that houses the royal family's entertaining guests who will be staying in the castle for a certain period of time.
　Huta's room is not the only one. There are a number of other rooms with a similar layout, which may or may not be filled.
　However, the rooms on either side of Futa's room have been empty until now. This was partly due to Lilac's consideration ...... and partly a sign that there was usually a surplus of rooms.

　My first neighbor was this baby girl.

I can't do much, but I'll ...... get along.
"Well, that's great!　Thank you!

　She smiles and a bunch of flowers open up around her smile.
　It's a great way to get to know the people in your area.

"Huh?
"Huh... I'm not sure what to say.　I'm a mage's daughter.
Oh, yeah.
Can I get you one?
Thanks.
I'll be gone in a minute, but...
That's right.

　It was a strange sight to see flowers blooming in the air, but I was still surprised when he handed it to me.
　I was surprised to see her hand it to me.

　It was the first time that Futa was convinced that she was Hura's daughter.

"Hey... Isn't it a pity that you have to stand there and talk?
Hmm?　Hmm? - Yeah, that's true, too.

　And a voice from behind.
　I turn around to see Pasta on the couch, crunching on a cupcake and calling out to me. She wipes the dregs from her cheeks with her fingers, and gives me a puzzled look that shows neither harm nor favor.

　If you ask me, it's true that I left the new girl standing in the hallway, and let her repeat a question-and-answer style conversation.

I'm sorry. You can come in if you want.
It's okay. I don't mind standing around talking.
"I have a feeling you do.

　But this was different.
　After forcing me to stand and talk with her, I was saved by her goodwill, and I had no position as an adult.
　With a sigh, I let her into the room, clearing the way.
　She strode in and looked around to check the layout.

The shape of the room is the same. But I feel comfortable with the living space.

　But it's so relaxing to see the living space..." She was talking like a six-year-old.
　I wondered what to do with the tea in my hand - perhaps this was an opportunity of sorts.

　I've brewed and failed many times in front of the lilacs.
　The time for a challenge is now, I thought to myself.

I'm sorry, but there's a sick man in the room, so I need you to be quiet for a minute.
"Yeah, okay, I'll ......?
Hmm?

　As soon as she saw the pasta, Ayame blinked in surprise.

　She tilts her head, and Ayame rushes over to her with great speed.

"Well, well, well, it's Pasta-chan!

　The eyes that sparkle are those of someone who has met the person of their dreams.



"d*mn, I knew it. I had a feeling.

　I whispered the dirty words that ruined my admiration. He immediately smiles.

"What?　How do you know about me?
"Of course I know you!　Wow, I can't believe I'm meeting Pasta-chan here!　I'm going to tell all my friends about you!　No way!
Oh, my God!　I can't believe you're so happy. It was worth the effort.
It's so cute!

　Futa watches the exchange, wondering how hard she had to work on that skillet.
　Ayame claps him on the shoulder and is overjoyed, while Futa dismisses Pasta who looks at him and says, "Help me!

"Huh. So you've been watching Spectacula? Then you know me too, don't you?

　"Then you know about me too, don't you?
　As expected, Ayame's eyes blinked and she tilted her head, her brown hair flowing from her shoulders.

"Who are you?
"d*mn it!

　She began to sit in a triangle in the corner of the room. I'm going to be big someday," Leafy spat, "or Pasta, who's having a hard time dealing with me?

"That's a tough one .......

　Pasta clenches his fist and says, "I'll kill you later.

"Hey, hey, when's the Yuyake Concert?"
"Huh?　Oh, that!
Yes!　That's what I'm looking forward to the most!
"Oh, really?

　Pasta hid his agitation and tried to make conversation.

　The smile on her face is as innocent as a fan who has just stumbled upon a really popular fighter.
　Futa only asked the attendant who was walking outside to bring him some hot water, and returned to listen to the conversation between the two girls (one of whom was fake).

　The next thing I know, I'm sitting next to the pasta, and Ayame is sitting on the sofa with me.
　The two-seater sofa is still only occupied by one person, which makes us smile.
　Pasta, however, may be thinking secretly, "Then leave some space for me.

"So, when will it be?

　Pasta's eyebrows lowered slightly as Ayame's eyes lit up.

　It's a difficult question to answer at this time.
　I'm only planning to cancel it. If the terrorists are caught quickly, we can go ahead as planned.

　Given that, I can't answer the question carelessly.
　I'll just have to roll with it," Pasta concludes and opens his mouth.

"When will it be?
"Yeah, you don't know, do you, Pasta?
"No. I'm just a part of society. ...... There's a lot going on!

　Before Ayame can open her mouth, she says.

I don't know.　Why are you so excited about this, Ayame-chan?
"Oh. I'm so glad you're Ayame-chan.

　The girl I love called me by my name.
　Ayame is so happy that her face relaxes with joy. In this way, it can be seen that she is a child of appropriate age.

"......, is that me?
"Yes, yes.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

"I used to live in the south. I had a lot of family. I have three older brothers.
"Oh, that's fun!

　Pasta knew that Walcott's family was from the south.
　He didn't know how many wives he had, but he knew that the mansion in the capital was a separate residence and that his parents lived there. He also knew that most of the nobles lived like that.

　Richter also has his own family home in the north of the kingdom. He hardly ever goes home.

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"I see. ......

　I nodded my head in response to Pasta's sympathetic words.

And your father, you know?　Your father took me to the Spectacula to keep me occupied during lunch.

　Hura herself couldn't have followed him all the way.
　All he did was take me to and from the spectacle. The rest of the time he went to work, leaving the rest to the people around him.

　But still, it was much better than spending time alone at home.

Seeing Pasta-chan having so much fun made me have fun too. ...... I had a lot of fun at the fighting tournament.
I see. There's a champion there.


"Oh, my God.

　Well, not really... Futa thought as he made a cup of tea with the hot water he had gotten.

I heard about your friend Futa from your father... Oh, so you're Pasta's brother Futa!
"That's not the champion's, is it ......?

　The center of the story is completely Pasta.
　Well, the fact that there are so many ways to look at it means that it's multifaceted and easy to gain popularity.

　There's nothing wrong with that, even if there are people who go to Spectacular just to see the pasta.

...... So... The martial arts tournament is over, isn't it?
Yeah, yeah.

　Yeah, yeah. A tournament doesn't last that long.
　Pasta could tell that she had returned to her normal life.

　And once you've had fun, loneliness is even more lonely. Not with her head, but with her skin.

I've been bored for a while. ...... Yesterday. My house is .......
Ayame, are you okay?

　Her body trembled.
　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it, but I'm going to try.

"Thank you ....... I've lost my house.
So you're moving.
It's not all bad. You got to meet Pasta!

　I lost my house.
　Pasta wasn't the only one who reacted to that.
　Huta knew too. Hura's house was on fire.
　It's safe to assume that was the work of terrorists as well.

But ...... I'm not used to this room. I'm not sure what to make of it. "The only thing I'm looking forward to now is the Yuyake Concert."
"...... I see.

　"I see," she said.
　Futa sympathized with Ayame's situation.
　He took a glance at her and gently offered her a cup of tea, wondering if it was the same for Pasta.
　Ayame softly thanked him for the tea, which he had laid out for both of them. I smiled at the fact that he was now completely recognized as Pasta-chan's big brother.

"So, Ayame-chan.
What is it?
Can you pay for the ticket?

　This woman never shakes.

Oh, my God!　I'll ask your father to pay a lot!
All right, we'll definitely do it soon!
Yes!

　But...
　"Absolutely," she said.
　But "absolutely," she said, having professionally kept her mouth shut about whether or not she would.

　Pasta raises her arms in the air as Ayame raises her fists.

　She turned away from the smiling scene and took a cup of tea for herself - and one other person - to a corner of the room.


"Stay strong.
Shut up, ......, over there.
I know what it's like to be neglected by your fans.
I know what it's like to be neglected by your fans.
Isn't it awful?