Story 18: In the Night

—This story seems to take place near the end of the Royal Capital Conspiracy Arc—

“I’ve never done this before.”

Nadi’s voice is bouncing.

“…I’m new to this too.”

Sleeping in one bed like this with a girl…

No, I’ve had my fair share of pajama parties and stuff, and I’ve even slept in small groups and have already been shooed off on school trips and stuff!

What’s different is that it’s… just the two of us and we’re too close.

“Hey, have you fallen asleep already?”

“I haven’t gone to sleep yet.”

Even though it’s dark inside the closed canopy and it’s pitch black, we can feel each other’s breathing every time we relax.



A quiet, quiet night.

Every now and then I kick the hot water bottle I have at my feet and there is the sound of splashing water.

“……Hey, can I talk?”


I felt Nadi turn to me.

The sweet smell is probably soap.

The soap I’m currently using in my bathroom is scented with lilies from far away, from Edeldo. It is one of the gifts from the Duke of Elzevert.

His Royal Highness doesn’t like perfumes, but the smell of soap seems to be different.

Perhaps he doesn’t like the rich types of smells. Maybe he has some trauma with women who smell strongly of perfume.

“Luthy…isn’t it scary not to remember?”

“…I don’t really feel afraid.”

Unlike complete amnesia, I had 33 years worth of life memories, including a good amount of working experience, so I didn’t have a sense of loss, like I was gone, or a fear that the world was about to fall apart.

It could be said that I was so busy convincing myself that this was a different world and that I was a princess that I didn’t have time to worry so much about anything else.

“I just…it’s like…I feel like something was taken.”


“Yes…I think memory is important. For example, I think the ‘me’ wo is with Nadi like this would be gone if I forgot about Nadi…”

I think it’s about losing that ‘me.’

“Even if I forget, I can still live. The ‘me’ that I have forgotten as I am now…is no longer the ‘me’ that I used to be. I think it’s like having the ‘me’ that I used to be taken away from me.”

“…Right. Then that ‘you’ would be taken from see too.”


“Because that’s true.”

Nadi is looking at me.

I couldn’t see it in the darkness, but I knew it.

So I also look at Nadi too.

“…Don’t forget about me…I’ll never forget you either.”

“I’ll try my best, but I can’t make any promises…I have a record.”

Yes, I have a record.

A criminal record for forgetting the 12 years I had lived as Arthirea.

…Though instead of that, I remembered 33 years from the other world.

I wasn’t sure what was really going on, but I was convinced that that was the truth.

“It’s okay! Because if you decide you’ll never forget it, you won’t! It’s all about spirit and grit!”

“…I think there are some things that can’t be done with spirit and grit, Nadi.”

Nadi is surprisingly gutsy.

She is a genuine princess.

“But there are many things that can be done with spirit and grit.”


I had a small smile on my face at Nadi’s words.

Part of me thought that the statement was cute, but I was kind of happy about it.


“No. It’s nothing.”

I didn’t want to forget anymore, I thought.

I don’t want to lose it anymore…

I didn’t not want to lose the ‘me’ of now.

I didn’t want to lose Nadi or Lilia and Miredei, His Highness Shion or His Highness Al…and most of all, I didn’t want to lose His Highness Nigel.

…It’s strange

I shouldn’t have had so many, but before I knew it, I had a lot of people I didn’t want to forget.



A sleepy echo mingled in her voice.

“If I forget…please don’t give up on me.”

“What, are you trying to embarrass me?”

I could see Nadi’s face turning red.

“Because I don’t want to give up on Nadi either.”


I’m sure she’s all red in the ears.

“……of course.”

Nadi said in a tiny little voice.

“Thank you.”

“Oh, there’s no need to thank me. It’s just a matter of course.”

I could see the expression on her face.

I’m sure they call people like Nadi a tsundere.

I gently reach out my hand.

I’m sure Nadi reached out to me as well…we held hands softly into the night.



T/N: I love Nigel and Luthia, but I’m low-key hopping onto the Nadi/Luthy boat…

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