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"Speaking of which, Your Highness Raymond. Have you heard about that story yet?"
Master Cyrillos, who was in charge of my security, suddenly called out to me like that.
"That story?"
Unfortunately, I have no idea what he's talking about, so I blinked my eyes at those words.
"Yes. It seems that our story is going to be made into a book."
".........Huh?"
"Irina. I'm going to see Master Cyrillos and Maria today."
"Yes, understood. Lord Raymond."
Today is an auspicious day.
In the end, after the incident where Maria was kidnapped by Hofre, Maria married Master Cyrillos.
I received a formal report from the two of them after they obtained permission for the marriage from Duke Grimaldi.
Originally, the plan was for Maria to continue to be my attendant even after getting married, but she became pregnant with a child soon after the marriage, and then gave birth to twin boys, so it was impossible for her to work while raising children, and she handed over the position to her successor.
That successor is Irina Protzenko, who is fixing my hair now.
She has silver hair styled in a half-updo, and the hair that is tied up is made into a bun at the high point of her head.
Originally from the northern countries, it seems that she came to Chentro to study magic at the academy.
Irina, who was attracted to the land and culture of Chentro, which is much warmer than the northern countries, received a recommendation from a professor at the academy and obtained a position as an etiquette apprentice at the royal palace.
She is originally from a count family in the northern countries, so her family background is impeccable, and she became my attendant with the diplomatic intention of hoping that she would become my wife.
I don't even want to think about who came up with that strategy.
Irina is sixteen years old. And I turned twelve.
Today is the fifth birthday of Maria and Master Cyrillos' children.
I will be leaving the royal palace as early as this year, and at the latest, the year after next.
Jean-niisama is the same.
"Alright! Since Maria and the others have come all the way, let's go to the reception room a little early?"
I've grown a little taller in five years.
Even so, I'm still only about a sixth-grader in Japan.
My height is about 160 cm. It's about the time that I've finally started to gain muscle from Master Cyrillos' training.
I wonder how much Zenon and Nestor, Maria's children, have grown.
They're twins, so they're both five years old.
I celebrate their birthdays every year, but since they're both small and I don't leave the royal palace very often, I can only see them a few times a year.
However, Master Cyrillos still comes to me for security and swordsmanship instruction, so I hear about the two of them almost every day.
When I raised my waist from the sofa to leave the room, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
When I permitted entry, Master Cyrillos opened the door and peeked his face in.
"Lord Raymond. I thought you would be ready soon, so I came to pick you up."
Today, Master Cyrillos himself is on holiday, so he's not wearing armor.
".........I was thinking of going early and waiting for you on purpose."
"Haha. Of course I can't make Lord Raymond wait. Because you're Lord Raymond, you were probably going to go to the room earlier than Maria and us and surprise us, right?"
"You caught me."
"I'm always with you, so."
Master Cyrillos, who was laughing cheerfully, bowed to Irina, who was waiting behind me, and opened the door.
So, I left the room as it was and went to the room where Maria and the others were waiting.
Originally, in order to meet me, they have to submit a long and tedious application to General Baltzar every time, so it's a reception room in the eastern district.
Just in case, I knock on the door in form before entering the room where Maria and the others are waiting, and then open the door.
"Maria! Zenon, Nestor! Long time no see!"
"Lord Raymond-!"
"Lo, Lord Raymond!!"
Zenon and Nestor, who are Maria and Cyrillos' children, run up to me with cheers.
Perhaps because Maria and the others taught them that I'm royalty, they don't jump on me, but they do fly to my feet.
"Zenon and Nestor, have you been well?"
"Yes! Zenon is very well!"
He straightened his back and put his hand on his chest, perhaps imitating Master Cyrillos? He salutes like the knights.
Zenon, who will be five years old this year, is a boy with carrot-orange hair, like Maria's, and gray ears, like Master Cyrillos'.
His eyes also look very similar to Master Cyrillos', with the same aquamarine color.
"I, I've been well too! Um, Lord Raymond. I, I was able to read all the books that Lord Raymond gave me last year!"
Nestor, unlike Zenon, is a boy who likes books and studying.
The color of his hair is the same gray as Master Cyrillos' hair, but he doesn't have cat ears and his eyes are amber.
He was holding a children's book that I gave to Nestor last year in his hand.
"Uwaaaa!! You're both so cute!"
The two boys, who are like younger brothers and are very attached to me, are so cute that I hug them tightly with both arms.
"Uwaa!"
"Kyaa!"
The two of them, who were shouting happily, also put their arms around my body.
"Fufu. Zenon, Nestor. Lord Raymond can't sit down."
Saying that, Maria walked in from the back of the room.
"Long time no see, Lord Raymond."
"Yeah, long time no see, Maria."
I can't keep Maria and the others standing forever, so I took Zenon and Nestor's hands and sat down on the sofa.
Master Cyrillos and Irina also entered the room, Master Cyrillos next to Maria, and Irina waiting behind me.
"It's been a really long time, hasn't it? I'm relieved that Zenon and Nestor are both doing well."
"Fufu! The two of them have been fidgeting lately, saying that they can meet Lord Raymond."
"M, mother! I told you not to tell Lord Raymond!"
Zenon blushed and puffed out his cheeks at Maria.
Nestor didn't raise his voice like Zenon, but he also blushed shyly and looked down.
You're so cute.
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