Grand Duke Ethel's tea room. Chession was constantly drinking tea that was good for his hair. Once his hair became frizzy, it was difficult for it to return to its original state.
Severian, who had not yet returned to his adult form, burst into the tea room and gave him a scolding.
"That's why you should have taken good care of it. Hair can get lost in an instant, so regular care is essential. You've been treating it like weeds, haven't you?"
"I didn't neglect it too much."
"Soon, an item will arrive from the Imperial Palace. It's the pack I used to use, but I'll just give it to you. Before real hair loss comes, try to draw it or use it consistently."
Severian shook his short legs under the sofa. Chession closed his eyes tightly and looked away. In the midst of being very sensitive, he touched his nerve cord, and it wasn't annoying. It was an afternoon when he missed Alice, who had lightly defeated Severian.
"Why does Your Highness, the Crown Prince, keep lingering in my house? Iberia also returned to the imperial palace a long time ago."
"How do you go to the imperial palace like this? I have to attend meetings and troublesome events."
"If you want to be here, please don't set it up, but stay still in one place. Employees are uncomfortable."
"I'm making you sad. Since you have been confined to your room all this time, didn't I manage the mansion for you? You should be grateful to me."
Severian replied unevenly. In fact, he was living in the Grand Duke of Ethel's residence to take care of his half-brother, who had a lot of hands. How pathetic his brother was, who seemed to have let go of the world just because he lost a woman.
'I don't mean anything else. If you, who were in charge of troublesome wars and subjugations, would be in trouble if you made a mistake, I would just take care of you.'
Severian was pitiful that Chession didn't know how fast he was, so he clicked his tongue.
He didn't know that the day would come when he would take care of him.
At one time, just hearing Chession's name gave him goosebumps. His eyes were recalled, and just looking at purple made him shiver.
But now it was different. His anger and jealousy towards Chession have eased a lot. In the process of getting rid of the demon god together, something like comradeship was born.
'I didn't even know that I would care about his hair.'
Severian touched his luscious blonde hair for no reason. Thanks to the luxurious management he received every day from the imperial family, he was plump and shiny.
At that time, he was about to teach Chession how to make brilliant hair. Anna knocked on the door and came in.
"Your Highness, would you like to drink this?"
"What is that?"
"Water with a decoction of herbs that are good for hair."
"Is there such a medicinal herb?"
"Yes, Lave gave it to me half a month ago."
"Half a month ago? But why are you giving me this now?"
Chession accepted the teacup that Anna offered. It was filled with purple liquid. It seemed that it was water with medicinal herbs.
"At that time, I was so frustrated that I tried to handle it alone. Maybe the witch named Lace who brought it to me did something strange."
"It's annoying. Why did the witch suddenly give me this?"
"She gave it to you to repay the favor you gave to Miss Mori. I think the effect is certain."
"How do I know if it works?"
"Actually, half a month ago, a goat stole and ate medicinal herbs, and now the goat's fur is so shiny. I think it works on making the fur healthy."
Severian, who was listening next to him, laughed heartily.
"Hey, maid, isn't that only effective for goats?"
"Maybe, but I'm recommending it for now."
"Doesn't drinking that turn your hair into goat hair?"
Chession put the teacup down on the table and rested his sticky forehead. Hearing more of Severian's annoyed voice seemed to twist his nerves.
"Please come out, Your Highness, the Crown Prince. I want to have some time to myself."
"Hey, are you so annoyed that I gave you a few words of advice? Be grateful that there is someone who cares so much about telling you."
Offended, Severian jumped off the high sofa and walked out of the tea room. Anna also bowed to Chession and left.
Left alone, Chession thought about whether to drink purple tea or not, and then left it.
'I can't trust the herbs given to me by the witch. She was even a witch who tried to kill me.'
Even if Lace vowed to live a good life, she couldn't help but be upset.
Chession left the cup behind for a moment and had some time to himself. Blankly staring at the sky outside the window, waiting for the guest who was supposed to come today.
The guest appeared on time.
"Oh hoho, Your Highness! How are you doing?"
A dark crack appeared in the air. In the meantime, Alice squeezed herself and appeared.
"I'm fine. What about Mori?"
"It's still the same."
"Sit down. I'll tell them to bring you a tea."
"You don't have to. Today, I was just going to deliver a letter from Mori's sister and return to the demon world soon."
"Why? Have you been busy?"
"You'll know when you see this."
Alice held out a white envelope. When Chession received the letter and was about to open the envelope, Alice looked into every corner of Chession's head.
"Oh, Your Highness. Your hair looks worse than before."
"...Really?"
"Yes, this won't make you bald, will it? Oh my God, bald people can't summon witches! That's a big deal! Oh ho! If you have to summon Mori in the future, you'll be in trouble!"
"..."
Chession's eyes flickered. Alice threw the bomb clearly and threw herself into the crack again.
"Summon may be the only way to bring Mori back to the human world. Anyway, please send my regards to Seara! Oh ho!"
A purple tea came into Chession's sullen vision. He sipped it and opened the letter. Gremory's bad handwriting, which still has no progress, welcomed him.
[ I don't think I can contact you for a while. Kona found out that I had been fighting with my alter ego all this time. Thanks to that, Kona rose to prominence and declared war on the demon world.
Don't worry too much, because the demons who are dissatisfied with Kona have taken my side. I will definitely win, and as I promised, I will definitely go see you until your birthday next year. In the meantime, you have to get along well.
And if low-level witches come to the Grand Duke's residence, treat them well. I told them not to do anything bad now.
And if I can't find a way to return to the human world by the end of the war, you'll have to summon me. It won't be easy. ]
"Oh. Mori..."
Chession's face was full of depth. There was a war, so don't worry. He's so worried, but he doesn't know how to get along.
'All I can do is trust Mori and wait.'
Believing in Mori, he just needs to be faithful to his work. For example, taking care of his hair.
Cesion drank all the purple tea that Anna had left behind.
***
Three months have passed, and autumn has arrived.
Isolene walked around the city alone. The sound of fallen leaves being trampled on was unusually loud.
"I miss Mori."
Gremory hasn't sent a letter recently. Thanks to this, the Grand Duke became de olate again.
Chession lived a lifeless and obligatory life. Sometimes, when Severian came to visit and was stingy, he would get irritated and show a little energy.
Isolene strolled through the streets where she had come with Gremory and was immersed in memories. Every time she saw the cafes and workshops they went to, the memories of the fun came back vividly, and it became rather bitter.
Even though Gremory was cunning, Isolene would take her around, and he would come back diligently, and Mori, their family members, suddenly appeared like a drop and took up a part of her life.
'Please, come back safely.'
Isolene, who stopped on the street, closed her eyes and prayed earnestly. It's okay, no matter when it happens, so please come back safely.
Isolene, who was praying in the middle of praying, opened his eyes when he heard something falling.
"What is it?"
When she opened my eyes, she saw a little girl with black hair falling out in front of her.
"Ouch!"
The little girl's body was in shambles. He was covered in wounds and skinny, as if he had rolled on the battlefield.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Isolene lowered her posture and made eye contact with the girl. Black-haired girl... No, the low-ranking witch widened her eyes.
'Finally in the human world!'
The low-ranking witch looked at the patient's face, and her eyes flashed.
"Nice to meet you, insignificant human! I'm here to grant your wish... Uh-huh!"
Oh no, before she knew it, the lines popped out as a habit. The startled low-ranking witch shut her mouth.
"I can't say this anymore! If I go to the human world, you should live like a human, and my sister Mori did that!'
Isolene sneered.
"What? Wishes?"
"..?I didn't say anything."
"Yes, yes. But you have black hair."
A hot, low-level witch came to her heart.
"What if I have black hair? You wouldn't suspect me of being a witch, would you?"
"No. I have black hair too."
"Why are you laughing so unluckily? Am I funny?"
The fangs of the lowly witch who screamed were pointed.
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