Chapter 428: When the Queen and Robbie Visited Takamoto Konoka

I, Takamoto Konoka, am beginning to think that I can no longer return to my original world.

I vaguely think that I will live in this world, but I cannot even consider how I will live. If I asked the maids, they might give me some advice. But between me and the maids there exists a thick, thick glass wall. I was the one who created it. Yet I can no longer break that wall. I also think it would be better if someone killed me, though by a method that does not hurt.

I think that I have gradually stopped crying and screaming. However, I do not know what the expressionless maids who always take care of me think. They say nothing unnecessary, like robots, and do not even talk about the weather. Good morning, it is time to change clothes, it is mealtime, it is bath time, good night—they repeat fixed phrases.

Is this my fault? I sometimes think, but originally, is it not the fault of the people who forcibly brought me to this world? ....

In this world, everything appears as though covered in haze. There was only one time when that haze thinned.

Some days after I was brought to this world (I had already lost any sense of the number of days), Her Majesty the Queen and an exceptionally beautiful young man with blond hair came. Normally, no one other than the maids comes to my room. The person called Prince Green, who is said to have summoned me, came to see me the day after summoning me, but after seeing me have a hysterical fit he never came again.

To such a me came the beautiful woman called Her Majesty the Queen and a beautiful young man who could be thought of as her son. Seeing that beautiful young man, my eyes were captivated. I stared, wondering if they were trying to use this young man to change my feelings, and

"That’s unfair."

A voice from my heart slipped out.

This young man asked about my place of origin. When I told him Ishikawa Prefecture, the child said the prefectural capital was Kanazawa. How do you know such a thing! Surprised, I pressed him, and he said he had studied by reading books left behind by people who had transferred to this world in the past. It was hard to believe, but if I thought of this child as a transferee from Japan it made sense. However, that was immediately denied.

While being asked various things about myself, I recalled the time I was summoned, and my heart exceeded its limit... There my consciousness vanished, and when I came to, the child called Robbie was gone, and Her Majesty the Queen was holding me. While holding my hand,

"I want to take you in at my place, but Prince Green will not allow it..."

She muttered something I could not tell whether it was meant for me to hear or was a monologue.

I could tell from the coldness of the air in the room that something had happened while I was unconscious. In Her Majesty the Queen’s tone there was sympathy and pity toward me, and I felt anger directed at someone else. The female maid of Her Majesty the Queen who was looking at me also had a color of sympathy in her eyes, unlike the maids of this mansion. I wondered if it was all right to show feelings outwardly like this when the master one served was different. If I were beside these people, I might be able to live as a person more than now.

When held by Her Majesty the Queen and having my hand held, my heart could remain calm. Usually, sadness, anger, despair, and lamentation mixed together and swirled around inside my head. But now, looking at Her Majesty the Queen’s face, I could feel at ease. I rested my head on Her Majesty the Queen’s shoulder and smelled her scent. Does this person not use perfume? It is a weak but fragrant scent. I wonder what kind of scent this is? For the first time since coming to this world, I took interest in something trivial. Just as I thought that perhaps a little room had opened in my heart,

"Your Majesty, it is about time to return."

A cold voice called from outside the room.

"Your Majesty, will you come again?"

The words came out naturally without me being conscious of them. Her Majesty the Queen’s eyes widened. She must have been surprised. But she immediately lowered her eyes,

"I am sorry, but I cannot. I also want to become closer with you, but when I meet you, there are those who do not think well of it and interfere. I am sure it will cause you trouble. Wait for the right time. I will surely not treat you badly. Endure for a while, all right?"

"Yes."

I did not fully understand what was being said, but I understood that I was being told that if I waited, good things might happen. I naturally answered "Yes."

The moment Her Majesty the Queen left the room, the air in the room grew cold all at once. My mood sank again.

As if he had been waiting for Her Majesty the Queen to leave—no, he surely had been waiting—Prince Green came.

Suddenly,

"I will not let the Queen come here anymore! Be prepared! If you think you can continue living like this forever, you are greatly mistaken! Just watch, a useless person like you, I’ll make you suffer!!"

He shouted at me. The wavelength of his anger transmitted to me. How and why could he enter the room and suddenly snap? I don’t want this anymore, I don’t want to meet this person! I don’t want to hear his voice! Someone help me! I covered my ears with my hands and curled up. Even so, Prince Green’s voice came as a wave and struck me!

"Just who do you think you are! I intended to summon a saint, yet you brought some incomprehensible title! Even so, if you had just silently listened to what I said it would have been fine, but you defied me! You threw mud on my face, so I’ll make you atone for it! It’s too late even if you cry later, I’ll drop the likes of you to the bottom of hell! Know your place!!"

I do not understand why I have to have such bad feelings thrown at me, but the furious abuse from Prince Green continued. My heart is dying....