208-Episode 32 is really similar



 Celestia-san comes into my - Leila's, to be precise - bed.
 The soft skin swinging in her arms and the sweet scent of her skin makes me cringe.

 Nope, it's not!
 It was never an ulterior motive to allow it!
 I'm just trying to help Celestia sleep in peace, with 100% good intentions!

 Celestia-san not only turned her head to this side and laid down, but she also leaned closer to me.



 Celestia chuckles.
 I knew it?

 Well, I'm glad you're relieved, but I, on the other hand, can't seem to sleep for other reasons.

'But usually it's the other way around. I'm a pathetic big sister.
Oh, yeah?

 Celestia's face is right next to mine.
 If I turn my head to the side like this, it's so close that our lips will be touching.

 But as expected, I don't have the courage to do that.
 I'm still lying on my back.

"Four years ago........

 Suddenly, Celestia-san lowered her voice and muttered.

''I don't think Leila-san knows this, but.......this city was attacked by the Demon King's army.

 I know.

"....many residents have been killed........ Moreover, the people who died have been turned into undead by the enemy's power and are attacking humans....... The undead were increasing one by one, and the King's Landing was on the verge of falling.......

 Indeed, if we hadn't stopped by, it would have been occupied by demons.

I myself was attacked by the undead controlled by the enemy's ringleader at that time.... ...I myself was attacked by the undead controlled by the ringleader of the enemy.......and through the shade of that man, I managed to get nine deaths......but since then, I've been afraid of the undead......and sometimes I wake up in my dreams. It's gone. It's been settled for a while now, but...

 He must have been attacked by a high orc undead the other day, and he must have returned again.

''Sister Ceres,''
...Yes?
'You've been acting so stout in front of everyone.
That's not...
'Yes, I know. Because I'm a princess. She can't show her weaknesses, can she?
....
But you don't have to be shy with Leila, okay?
What?
Leila is on the side of big sister Celes!

 I feel guilty for not being the person in question but I'm sure Leila would have said something like this.

 Celestia-san rolled her eyes for a while, but then suddenly

 Squeeze!

''~~~~?

 He hugged me!

'Thank you, Leila... thank you...'

 But, of course, this was unexpected!
 I didn't say sweet nothings in anticipation of this happening!

 Naturally, I couldn't shake it off, right?
 So I had to accept Celestia-san quietly.
 It can't be helped, yes, it can't be helped.


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(...really calming.)

 Celestia felt the fear she had felt earlier fade away as she hugged the first year, who was four years younger than her.

 When she opened her thin eyes, she could see her profile with her red hair.
 Despite her still young face, however, Celestia felt that she was more reliable than anyone else.

(A different person, right?)

 What she remembers is the one boy who saved her from a desperate situation that day.

 An undead chimera controlled by a necromancer who was a member of the Demon King's army.
 The boy easily defeated the undead chimera, which was controlled by a necromancer who was a member of the Demon King's army.

 She never forgot that scene, not even for a day.
 But, unfortunately, she didn't know who the boy was, or even his name.

(But he really does look just like him.)

 Her eyes were the same as the girl in front of her, her red head of hair.
 Four years had passed since then, but the face was very similar.
 And the overwhelming strength........

 That's why, when I'm by her side like this, I forget the nightmare I saw earlier and feel a sense of security.

 When Celestia saw him for the first time at the entrance ceremony, she said, "It's that boy! And I was glad to see her again.
 But I was greatly disappointed when I soon found out that it was a girl.

(Does it look like a boy, but it's actually a girl...? (But your reaction to what you said earlier.......you must be a different person.

 If it was the same person, I'm sure it would be, "Oh, that's Leila! He would have said.
 To begin with, I remember that boy's personality was completely different from Leila's, even if it was only for a moment.

(.........or could they be brother and sister.......? Speaking of which, I heard about your family--

 Celestia got to the heart of the matter without a figure.
 However, perhaps due to the accumulation of recent fatigue, that's where sleepiness prevailed and she slowly let go of her consciousness.


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 The next morning I woke up struggling to breathe.
 It was because my face was buried in something soft.

 Well, this kind of thing is not uncommon.
 My sister has a habit of climbing into people's beds without permission in the middle of the night and cuddling up to me.

 It's her father's bed when he's around, so she's probably making me her father's substitute.

 I'm sure it's been a long time since he's been in bed with his father, but it's still a long time.

Hey, Leila. You're in a lot of pain, get away from me.

 I forcefully try to push Leila away.
 Then the palm of my left hand, which I put a lot of effort into, felt something I had never felt before.

 .........Huh?
 What's so soft?

 Did I ever see this on Leila's body?
 No, Leila should be sleeping in another dormitory right now to begin with.

''Huh?''

 Then I finally remembered what happened last night.
 Yes, as I recall, Celestia-san came into my bed.

 Then what is this feeling.....

 I looked at the tip of my left hand in fear, and what was there was a beautiful bulge.

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 What am I doing?