The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

Brittle boy and brother two.

"Does niisama look like a snake?

Ha?

My brother, who seems to have had business with the royal castle, occasionally shows his face to me.

When I saw my brother who worked in reading and said that he had deliberately put out his face, he remembered what Brittle had said the other day and said, he had a suspicious expression.

"The blubber looks like a snake."

"It looks like a snake...? Am I...?

I put my eyebrows against the root of my eyebrows without even saying it was out of my mind.

"I heard that it seems to be a repetition, but what kind of repetition are you doing?

"I don't know. I just gave it back because I was persistent!

I knew I was doing it over and over...

But I also think it's like a brother.

"Dammit, I didn't think you'd do anything lately...."

"I don't want a twitchy guy."

"I'm not twitching! I'm just fighting back!

"I don't want to fight back with that one... no, it's not."

Giroli and his brother stared back at him. I've never won against my brother. 'Cause I'm twitching.

"Yahoo, I'm coming!"

Britt opened the door cheerfully. Sometimes you knock, sometimes you don't, Brittie. Brittie has a big trunk, although she's been informed in advance of the time she's going to visit and has given her permission to be treated regardless of her courtesy.

You're here to do business, right?

"It's hard with you, go home!

He said, "You should come back later and go home to your customers."

"I'll make an appointment at this time!

When Brittie provoked his brother with her tongue out, he stood up blue.

"I'm here on business. I don't want to be with you."

"You were just having tea with your sister at work anyway. I mean, you're done with your work. I'm more formal. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has asked me to speak to Leticia!

Hmph! My brother stung his teeth to a chest tightening bristle.

Oh, wow! That brother is being pushed! That's Brittle!

"Alright, one more time!

"Leticia?"

"Shit, I heard a voice!

I inadvertently supported the Brittle Child and took a blaming look from my brother.

This is the one that will be preached for a long time. No, run.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

"You're probably the youngest of them all!

"No, don't leave him alone!

"That's my line!

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