Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

They would give me delicious food, tell me stories, and teach me all sorts of things.

Even so, there is one thing that cannot be given.

That is freedom.

……

I have no freedom.

They're hostages, after all; it's no wonder they're not getting their freedom.

That being said, I've never felt there was anything wrong with it; this kind of life is actually not bad.

but.

I just feel...

It feels like I want to break free from something.

I can feel it.

Something invisible binds me.

It's not just that my actions are restricted, but something deeper, something more profound, is binding me.

……

"Aisha, your life was born to be dedicated to Master Rudeus."

"But I've never seen him..."

"All you need to know is that he saved your life."

"..."

to this end.

My mother always taught me the manners of being a maid.

My mother raised me to be an excellent maid, even though my small body can't do many things yet.

I could clearly feel it.

I do live for that man I've never met, named Rudius Greratter.

Honestly, I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

But is this a good thing?

I don't know when it started, but this feeling has been making me feel suffocated.

I don't know why I have this thought.

It's not because I want anything.

I just want to break free from this constraint.

But I don't understand what this longing is, or why I want to have it.

Perhaps one day, when I meet that brother I've never met, everything will become clear.

……

……

Under the mother's secret instigation.

I secretly slipped out of the palace with the letter I was going to send to my father.

If I can send this letter to my father, I'll probably be saved.

Then I can leave this palace that's like a prison.

Then I'll be free, right?

I thought so.

They desperately escaped from the palace.

But the seventh prince, Parcus Cylon, that wretched fat pig, quickly discovered my purpose and ordered his guards to capture me and take me back.

I could only flee, running blindly and without thinking.

However, I accidentally ran into a dead end.

The guards rushed up, and although they moved very gently, I was completely powerless against the adults.

They took my letter away.

No!

I gasped in surprise.

"No! Stop! Give it back to me!"

But it was no use.

The guards tore up my letter.

"Don't tear up the letter I'm going to send to Dad!"

My tears welled up.

Is this the end...?

Obviously.

Just a little bit.

I was just a little bit away from getting what I'd always wanted.

Then I can escape that cage that binds me!

but……

The letter was torn up.

What I crave.

It's all over...

……

"That's it."

A boy with brown hair appeared in front of me.

He walked step by step along the alleyway.

Although his footsteps were not heavy, they carried an undeniable air of authority.

what happened……

I've never even met him.

But I always felt that there was some kind of connection between him and me.

"W-who is it?"

The guards controlling me looked at him with surprise.

then.

The boy continued walking.

He drew closer and closer.

My heart started racing.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!"

The guard couldn't help but draw his sword and point it at him.

then.

The boy suddenly stopped.

They bowed in standard Asura aristocratic etiquette.

“My name is Rudius Grerat.”

"He's that girl's...brother."

The boy said this.

Rudius Greyrat.

This is a name I've heard countless times.

My life is for him.

He saved my life.

My mother asked me to serve Rudius Greratter as my master for life.

This is my destiny.

But before that, he was just a figment of my imagination.

I used to use Parkus Cilon as a benchmark to imagine my brother's image.

However, what appeared before me at this moment was a completely different image.

"Snapped!"

The boy, who called himself Rudeus, snapped his fingers lightly.

"boom--"

The two guards behind him suddenly prostrated themselves on the ground.

I don't know what happened.

They lay motionless on the ground, as if struck by a heavy blow.

I stood there, completely at a loss.

For a while.