In the only villa near the labyrinth.

The owner's room of the villa was filled with the refreshing smell of wine.

The whole bottle of brandy has now been drunk for the most part.

Born as empty as a prince, the slender and beautiful hand gently shook the crystal goblet. It's strange, I've drunk so much alcohol, why I'm not drunk at all, oh no, my brain is getting more and more sober.

“··· The thing you made me commit to... I think it's okay... Didn't you make me promise to be there for you? Yes... This kind of life is very good, I like it a lot..."

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Her words flashed and echoed in her mind over and over again, and the words were so clear, even if Sora wanted to regard what was in his mind as an illusion, but because the voice was too clear, in the end, he could only be constantly eroded by those words, constantly.

"Do you really think so? Are you really willing to do that? Is it sincere? Or is it just to flatter me? What should I do, I don't know if I should believe you or not, because it was too sudden, you changed so suddenly, you have been expressing your protest and dissatisfaction to me in your own way before, why did you suddenly agree to that request that even I almost never expected you to agree to, hehe, what a headache. ”

The wine in the crystal goblet, as soon as he drank it, he muttered to himself, obviously for himself, but as if it was for her.

For several nights, people with insomnia in a row will always have a few people in a fixed place, obviously in different places, and they don't know what the other party is doing and thinking, but insomnia is like they have agreed.

Whether it is for her who is still locked up somewhere, or the man who is giving birth to a prince who is anesthetizing himself with alcohol at this time, or he who rushed back to the military area overnight, or they live in a seaside villa, insomnia is no longer a painful thing, because more painful things overshadow everything.

After drinking alcohol for almost a night, and when the next day came again, the man who had been born like a prince immediately returned to his former appearance and state, and at an early age he left the villa and went to the white bungalow, which was completely hidden by the villa.

The breakfast prepared by him alone was a bit monotonous, but it was also carefully prepared by him.

In the room on the second floor of the white bungalow, when he walked into the room with breakfast, he found that she had already gotten up.

It's obviously a plain face, but it's so exquisite.

Slender and dressed in the clothes he had prepared for her, it was a pure white long dress, and a white plush shawl, which she could put on when it was cold.

He knew that white suited her, like a color made for her.

"Next time you come over, remember to bring me a headband, I want to tie my hair up." She knew he was in, so she turned to him and said.

And he, as for him, did not speak, just walked quietly towards her. Putting the breakfast aside in his hand, he untied the velvet strap that bound his shoulder-length black hair, and then he stood behind her, his slender fingers gently brushing her long curly hair.

Soon, the long curly hair that was still lazily scattered behind her turned into a fresh and pretty ponytail in those slender and beautiful hands, and the velvet ribbon that had been untied from his hair was now tied to her head.

Two people, looking at the same high ground mirror like a fan.

In the mirror, his and hers' faces are reflected.

His shoulder-length black spot was spread out, and she had a ponytail up.

It's completely upside down.

"Your hair seems to have grown a lot." She said to him reflected in the mirror.

"Hmm." In the same way, he was looking at her in the mirror. Because her long, slightly curly hair had been completely combed into a ponytail, her delicate little face was all exposed, unobscured by a strand of hair, and now it was completely reflected in the mirror, in his tan eyes.

Really... It's beautiful. People can't help but want to get closer, and keep getting closer. Want to have, own it completely.

"You're so good at getting my hair in such a short amount of time."

"It's just a simple thing."

"No, at least among the people I know, you are the most powerful one, obviously a pampered young master, but I didn't expect to be so ingenious, what do you want to let a girl do like this?" As she said this, she had a shallow smile on her delicate face, which looked so beautiful and warm, as if it really came from the heart.

"Let's have breakfast." He laughed, then avoided the topic.

"Hmm." With that, she came with him to the breakfast. "Well, there's actually a sentence I've wanted to ask you for a long time." She spoke to him as she ate his heartfelt breakfast.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you going to leave the weeds out there all the time? Some of them are about to grow taller than people. ”

"It doesn't matter what those things are."

"How can it not matter. Also, there is a window in this room, but because it is entangled by the thorns outside, it can't be opened at all, and the room can't be ventilated, and it's hard to see outside. Anyway, at least now this house is occupied, so if you agree, let's clean it a little after eating in a while, right? ”

"Is that why you want to get out of here and go outside?" But after listening to her words, he thought of this.

"Is that why you want to keep me here?" She asked him rhetorically.

As a result, his expression immediately became serious again. After a moment, he sighed softly.

"Don't you really like those things out there?" His stern expression gradually softened again.

"Huh?"

"Weeds, and thorns around this bungalow."

“··· Well, not very much, because everyone likes a clean and refreshing environment. ”

"I see."

"Got it? So do you agree? ”

"You're not fully well, so just stay in your room obediently, and I'll do the rest."

"You're alone?"

"Hmm."

"But if you do it alone, it may take a long time, right? And it's going to be tiring. ”

"For me, there's only time left."

She looked at him with some seriousness as she said this, and a strange thought seemed to arise in her heart.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." She smiled at him.

After she had finished her breakfast, he took out the empty plate. After a while, he returned to his room, holding a small scythe in his hand.

"What are you doing with this?" She asked, following him.

"Cut off the thorns." As he spoke, he walked over to the window.

Because the thorns on the outside had covered almost the entire window, it was still a bit laborious to open the window, so he first opened a small opening in the window, and then used a sickle to cut the thorns in the small opening.

Little by little, the thorns were cut, the window was opened little by little, and the action was repeated, many times, until the window was opened about ten centimeters, and he stopped the movement of his hands.

"It's over?" She asked him.

"For the time being, let's do it for the time being, this level can ventilate the room, and it won't affect you to see the scene outside."

"Hmm."

He took off his coat and set it aside, then walked outside with his scythe.

She, on the other hand, stood quietly by the window, looking out through the gap of only ten centimeters. The reason why he did this was to prevent people from outside from discovering her existence, right? The smaller the gap between the windows and the opening, the less likely it is for people outside to spot her.

However, this time he left the room without locking the door of the room, was it unintentional? Or is it deliberate?

Outside, he simply pulled up his cuffs and began to fight the almost human-like highland weeds. Since he was born, he has never done such chores as he does now, so at first, his movements were very clumsy, either he was punctured by the weeds, or he would swing himself when he swung the scythe. In short, it's a bit embarrassing.

On the second floor, she looked at him through the window, and sometimes, she chuckled out loud at some of his actions.

"What a clumsy man." She said to herself, "It's still a bit reluctant to ask the prince to do this kind of thing, but it's also, after all, how could a prince who is high up think that one day he will also do something that commoners would do." ”

Occasionally, she would meet his gaze, for when he was tired, he would always look up at the window, knowing that she must be standing by the window.

Strange, as long as I met her eyes, it seemed that the fatigue of the whole body dissipated in an instant, and then I was full of energy.

"I obviously planned to leave you alone, but now someone dislikes your existence, so I can only get rid of you." He said to the weeds in front of him, and his voice was mixed with a slight smile, which was very soft.

What does that feel like? He couldn't tell.

He was doing chores hard, and she had been silently watching him like this, and occasionally, she would see a shallow smile on her delicate face. There is no one else here except him and her, so that smile belongs to him alone, it must be.

This feeling... It will make a warm feeling in his heart keep springing up, even if he wants to stop the flow of that warmth, he can't do it at all.

By the way, family... That's probably what it feels like. Even if it's just such a small thing, as long as that person is always by your side and watching, no matter how hard and tired you are, it is happy and satisfying.

If that's how it feels, then... That's nice.

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