r desire to live in the countryside after retirement was realized strangely.

 

Her mother, who is a bit picky and impatient, made her do this and that, but that’s about it.
Isn’t it something she should do as a family member?

 

“It’s nice to see you eat well these days.”

 

Most importantly, even though she grumbled and fed her mushroom soup, her mother was a good person.

 

The new family meant a lot to Luce, who had never felt the affection of a family in her previous life.

 

“Chelsea! My husband picked so many apples.
Eat this.
Dominic, should we say hi to Aunt Chelsea and Luce?” 

 

The neighbors were all good people.

 

Not only did they give out food, but the Chelsea family, who live alone, would come out and help if anyone in the family experienced any inconvenience—such as a broken roof—as if it was their own business.

 

If she had to choose one neighbor, it would be Dominic because they talked to each other the most.

 

Dominic’s mother, Dahlia, paid a lot of attention to Luce, probably because she had a son the same age as Luce.

 

“…Hello.”

 

“Ung.
Hello.”

 

Maybe there is another reason?

 

A little boy full of small scars on his face greeted him with red ears and hid behind his mother’s skirt. 

 

Seeing Luce smiling, Dahlia frowned and had something to talk about with Chelsea, so the kids went out in surprise. 

 

As soon as they came out together, Dominic, who had followed Luce’s side, mumbled his mouth.

 

“Why? Do you want to tell me something?”

 

“No! I don’t!”

 

‘He’s grumpy, but he’s cute because he’s small.’

 

“I think you have something to say?”

 

“I, I told you I didn’t! So why do you keep asking!?”

 

He gets angry and hits her on the shoulder, then runs away.
A ribbon tied up was dropped where Dominic ran.

 

He wanted to give it to her, but he must have been embarrassed because she kept asking, right?

 

‘Oh, but you should know that girl doesn’t like it if you act like that.’

 

Whether Dominic or not, Luce walked without picking up the ribbon.
The sunset sky was beautiful, and the desire to see it from a high hill was even greater. 

 

As expected, when she sat on the hill, she could see the sunset scenery of the village at a glance.
Smoke rose from the chimney and scattered through the sunset. 

 

The pinwheel of the windmill seen in the distance turned, and she could hear the laughter of people preparing dinner.
It was a picturesque landscape that was very peaceful.
Her heart melted. 

 

‘Pretty.’

 

At first, she was scared to be in an R-19 novel famous for its brutality, but there was no need to be intimidated at all.
After all, isn’t this a story about dying and killing each other in the imperial family?

 

Here, according to Chelsea, the Xenon town was the farthest border from the capital, where the Imperial Palace was located.

 

It was said that the estate owner was also a musician who had nothing to do with power struggles and only received a low title rank because he was good at composing.
In addition, he’s so soft that he hasn’t raised taxes for decades.

 

So, it was safe to say that there was no possibility that Xenon Village would have anything to do with the mad emperor, the main character.

 

‘It would have been a disaster if I had been possessed as a member of the imperial family.
I’m so glad I’m here.’ 

 

She doesn’t know anything about the back and forth, but anyway, this town is probably just an extra in terms of people. 

 

It’s such a small town, and it’s not even on the map, so what would the Emperor care about this place? 

 

It reminded her that people worried that she was living too well, but this place wasn’t anything to worry about.

  

 

‘I’ll have to tell my mom to plant tomatoes in an empty spot in the paddy field.
I want to eat ketchup.’

 

A place where she can think about what to eat every day, what to play and what to do.

 

She smiled comfortably and looked at the clouds when she suddenly heard a noise.
She was on this side of the hill down the city.

 

“Stop it—”

 

“Stop it, pft.
Hey, glasses.
You can’t see anything when you take off your glasses, can you?

 

“Ugh, don’t do that—”

 

“Who told you to look at the book while you’re playing?”

 

‘What the hell?’

 

Vincent, who was particularly naughty and big among the village children, and some of the children who followed him surrounded a boy. 

 

A bewildered Luce stood up, and Dominic appeared out of nowhere and explained with a snarky voice characteristic of a young boy.

 

“He’s been around for a few days.
He didn’t answer when I talked to him.
He was just reading.”

 

Certainly, the boy with black hair and glasses had a face that she had never seen before.
However, that fact was not important to Luce. 

 

“Why are they bothering him? Did he do something wrong?”

 

“Well? I haven’t heard of anything like that.
So there must be a reason, maybe Vincent just hated him.”

 

“What—”

 

‘I can’t believe they are bothering him for nothing!’

 

The trapped body may be a child, but Luce was an adult inside. 

 

She was always angry when she heard that an easy and quiet child had been caught, bullied, and rejected.
She also vowed to never ignore someone who went through something like that around her.

 

But they do this kind of bad thing in this peaceful, happy town?

 

“G, give it back!”

 

Vincent eventually took away the boy’s glasses.

 

The boy who was swinging his arms stumbled and tripped over a stone and fell.
Then, pointing to the boy who had drowned in a puddle, Vincent laughed aloud.

 

“Look, I told you that he can’t do anything if we take off his glasses, right? So, who–”

 

“Hey!”

 

At that moment, Luce burst into a roar.

 

The boy’s wet eyes, trembling with shame, turned to Vincent and the little girl running down the hill.

 

“Stop it, you rascal!”

 

Luce yelled as she kicked Vincent with all her strength.

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