Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

During the best of spring, the cherry blossom blizzard is scattered, creating a beautiful, fantastic atmosphere.

"I'm looking at flowers."

In the midst of such a cherry blossom blizzard, the kaori had jumped or snapped.

He looked small from the beginning, but he looks even younger than he looks when he does.

"Uh, why?

All of a sudden I was followed, and I still didn't know what had happened.

"I'm looking at flowers today."

"No, so why? In the spring, we'll be seeing flowers in cherry blossoms."

"I made things better with your father. Your father brought in cherry blossoms and planted them all over the continent."

"Behind the subtle history!?

I feel like I've never heard of the origins of Hanami before.

No, I remember something happened to my knowledge, too, but it's not like what Kaori said.

I asked just in case.

"Is that true?

"Which is it?

"The origins of Hanami - Kaori's father brought it in."

"It's true, I, your father, brought in a tree over there, a tree or an insert."

"Ooh......"

Looks like this is for sure.

It is normal for history to turn into a process of communicating.

Compared to that, Kaori's is his real experience.

Humans (though Kaori is the Demon King) are going to make good memories but... Kaori's didn't sound like lies.

"I've learned something amazing... well, no. More than that, if you're looking at flowers, you have to eat and drink."

"That will be delivered later by our servants. I only brought my share."

"My share?

"This is it."

That's what Kaori said, Doc - he took out the human skull.

"What is that? Are you serious?

"Your father said that the demon king of Dilokten had a hobby for honey in his enemy's dokuro."

"What kind of demon king are you!

That's absolutely deceitful.

I looked around as I penetrated.

"What's wrong, nephew?"

"Uh... Hanami, just?

"It's just flowers."

"Don't you want to bat?

"You don't. Your father also said that it was no good to make a mess of yourself by picking a place. Take home the garbage."

"No, I don't care about the garbage... no, I'll take it home"

Is that all you got?

... That seems to be all.

Apparently Kaori does nothing more than look at flowers purely -

"Yes, I forgot one thing."

"You're here!

I got up all the time.

I thought so.

There's no such sweet story.

Come on, what, what's coming?

Whatever comes, I won't be fooled and serious.

"How do you know?

"More than that, what did you forget?

"It is. Your father had all the human flowers when he was looking at them."

"Human flowers?

"She's finally a beautiful woman."

I see.

"That's why I got flowers for your nephew - here he comes"

Kaori was looking behind my back.

I turned around and... hardened.

"What... lying..."

I couldn't believe my own eyes.

It was a bunch of people walking from the other side, faces they all knew.

It is Ortier who is directly in front.

The one to the left of it is Ortier.

On the other side to the right is Ortier.

Behind it, further behind it, beyond it.

Everyone was - an Ortier.

And they were all Ortiers on the photo album I've bought so far.

On the front, for example, is a beauty characterized by crisp eyes on white skin, called the northern Ortier.

Directly beside it is called the third generation Ortier, a rare among the Ortier world, a lovely woman who is named a whore and Ortier by the third generation of her parents and children.

Then the seemingly plain girl, far enough away to step away, is a fanatical Ortier. It has a plain appearance during the day, but once up in bed, he says it's famous for its intense behavior.

Besides that, red Ortier, distant Ortier, demon witch Ortier, etc...

Roughly the famous Ortiers were gathered and headed this way.

"Hmm, they're pretty much all here."

"Huh? Or did Kaori call me?

"It is. I need flowers, and my nephew loves Ortier, so I've just narrowed it down and collected it. By the way, the Great Sage couldn't do it because she's your father's woman."

"God, Buddha, Kaori!

I sat in the ground at Kaori.

"Thank you, I will do anything to thank you, from today on I will be servant number 1025"

"Ooh... it is"

This is the best day of my life.

Because you do, don't you?

Just think about it, the Ortiers in front of you are, so to speak, the celebrities you've only ever seen in your photo album.

That showed up in front of me at once, and...

"Yi Yi Yi Yi!

"Of course not. Your father was having a lot of trouble with your mothers."

"Hi-ha-ha."

It's really, really the best day ever.

"Oh, you're the rumored Duke?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Turn the clock around, you guys. I'll see you first, Chief Advisor. My name is Ortier."

Oh......

Already... whenever I die... no...

The Ortiers will gather at me and talk to me.

Everyone, the real thing is prettier......

"The Duke looks great."

"Oh, yeah? eheheheheheheheheheheh..."

"I think I forgot my job."

"Me too... seriously, it's going to be hard after we break up..."

"Hey, is the Grand General good at swords? Do something and show me."

"Let it go! Let's just start with the sword dance"

I wanted to show the Ortiers something good, and I pulled out my sword and danced to show it.

A sword dance that taught the familiar Ortiers and Daphne and then brushed up even more to make them look good.

"Wow, wow"

"Beautiful... even though you're a man... beautiful..."

"Hey, let me see it."

"Ouch!

I showed the Ortiers a lot of things.

"Yeah, yeah, it's like my nephew's having fun, more than anything. Hanami has to do this. Servant 1023, bring my dokuro and honey."

Away from home, Kaori really let him bring the dokuro, and poured it into a cup and poured the honey that was soaked.

Seeing that, this time convinced that there was no trap at all, I devoted myself to flirting with the Ortiers.

And later......

In the study, my sister, who had visited me, tipped her little neck strangely.

"What is it, Hermes? It's unusual, I can't believe you're disappointed to see the photo album"

"Sister......"

"Oh no. Are you sure you're here? What happened, sir?

"... ha"

I sighed.

I did it, the word goes around in my head.

Not answering me, my sister took the photo album I was opening and tried to turn it apart.

"Is this another photo album of the Ortiers? Oh, you're prettier than before. Would you like to pose?"

"Ugh."

"Ugh?

My reaction, my sister with more necks.

"What is it really, Hermes?"

"... if you look more, you'll see."

"More? Which... alas. Everyone's posing similarly."

"Yes, it is."

"Is it a popular pose"

"No, it's..."

When I say, the study door is breaded! and opened up rampantly, and Midea jumped into the room.

"Master! How did you take so many apprentices!

"Ahhh..."

I'll hold my head.

That's the third person I've said that to in Midea.

By the way, the first is King too, Your Majesty, and the second is Lina.

And the third Midea... all the people who are teaching me the sword.

What was popular with the Ortiers the other day was my swordsmanship I showed them that day.

After that, not just the sword dance, but I also showed some hands-on swordsmanship when I was deceived.

It was very popular at the time, the Ortiers were all snoozed.

And... I liked my setup.

The Ortiers posed as if they had shown each other in a new photo album.

And sprinkled by the "Nanas stream", starting with Midea and the others.

That's not all.

"I see this was a Hermes pose." There is a leader in the shadows of this now fashionable among Ortiers "... Hermes, you are secretly a celebrity"

"Ugh!

As a result of being in too much shape.

If I make another mistake, the mentor in the shadows of the Ortiers, I get super attention.

That was the situation.