53. Are you abandoning me?
The Second Prince's birthday parade was reminiscent of a military parade.
The royal birthday parade is usually lavish, with flower-strewn processions and dancers and clowns leading the way.
However, the Second Prince's birthday celebration march started with a magnificent marching song.
In response, the cavalry was the first to advance.
“Wow! Looks like the Second Prince is marching along too!”
“Didn’t the 2nd Prince’s army be the first to invade Sorben Castle in this war?”
“Then, wasn’t it the Second Prince who actually ended the war?”
“They say the 8th Division played a big role... but in the end, it was the 2nd Prince who put the finishing touches... wasn’t it the 2nd Prince?”
“Then what did the 8th Unit do?”
Diarin perked up her ears to the conversations she heard here and there.
Anything that had anything to do with Ceres came across more clearly.
'What did the 8th Division do? They defeated all the enemies.'
Although he was a crazy dog, his achievements were also amazing.
But since the Second Prince appeared in such a flashy manner, people's judgment naturally seemed to lean towards him.
Diarin pouted her lips in displeasure.
It's not that the 2nd Prince didn't do anything, but it felt like the 8th Unit's achievements were being stolen.
“Wow!”
“Long live His Highness the Second Prince!”
A procession passed by, scattering money and bread.
People were excited as if the Second Prince were the only one who had gone to war and fought.
“Wow! Your Highness, the Prince!”
The cavalry passed by, and soon the Second Prince appeared riding in a carriage pulled by twelve horse-drawn carriages.
The moment she saw the Second Prince's face was brief.
But perhaps because all eyes were focused on him in that brief moment, his face caught her eye as if it were imprinted on her.
'Uh?'
Even though the 2nd Prince had different mothers, he had quite a few similarities with the 3rd Prince, Sevian.
It seemed like the royal blood was quite strong.
But that wasn't all.
‘I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere...’
It was a familiar impression.
Diarin tilted her head and searched her memory.
If they had met on the battlefield, she would have definitely remembered.
How could she ever forget seeing hair that reflected rainbow colors even in the night's torchlight?
But no memory came to mind.
“Long live His Highness the Second Prince!”
The cheers of the people continued even after the procession ended.
He was so popular that the title of Second Prince was a shame.
The Emperor has not yet appointed the Crown Prince.
The Second Prince must also be aware of this and create such a large-scale atmosphere.
'What is His Highness the Third Prince doing?'
Suddenly, the Third Prince, Sevian, came to mind.
If the Second Prince is appointed Crown Prince, Sevian's position will become very unstable.
But did we feel a little closer just by meeting each other and having a conversation?
Until just a few months ago, she lived in a distant world where she didn't care who would become the Crown Prince.
'Oh, no. Let's not worry about that.'
If you get involved in a fight between the royal family members for no reason, you might get in trouble.
Diarin's goal in life was to live a peaceful and boring life.
After all, each person has their own life.
'What kind of life does Ceres want to live?'
Suddenly, Diarin became curious about the life that 'Ceres wants', a life that was not determined by anyone.
“Mr. Ceres, how do you want to live from now on?”
“...No, that.”
Ceres's answer came back very easily, as if he had memorized it by heart.
When Diarin shouted every day, "You have to become a master!", Ceres just repeated like a parrot, "Yes, I will become a master."
“Young Master has a life too. What kind of life is it?”
“?”
It's like asking a baby who's just started walking to 'submit a life plan and a budget accordingly.'
Until recently, our dog couldn't even tell the difference between what he liked and what he didn't like.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?”
Diarin lowered the level of the questions a bit to suit your level.
Then Ceres thought about it for a bit.
"Anything."
“...”
You know what the most difficult answer in the world is?
No, you don't know.
Anyway, the answer that is the most difficult and annoying for the person doing the work is 'anything'.
What should I eat? - Anything.
Where should we go? - Anywhere.
What should I do? - Anything.
This is, in other words, a tantrum that says, 'I don't know my own mind, but think hard about what you like and find an answer that suits your mind.'
'Oh, Ceres, can you be a spoiled brat?'
He is still a puppy, and he will become a master, so that is okay.
There's no need to refuse to accept tantrums.
Suddenly, Diarin's heart broadened.
“I think the apple tree in the garden will bear fruit by tomorrow. Should we pick some?”
"Good."
...is it too easy?
"You can read signs so well, so I think you can read books too. How about reading a book while eating an apple picked from under an apple tree?"
"Good."
...No, this too?
Diarin always asked him to read the book, but he didn't try to read it, so she just threw it at him.
"Then, how about we make apple pie together and eat it together? It'd be fun to make it together and eat it together."
"..Good."
It was a bit of a reluctant look, but he liked it too.
Is there a reason to live by forcing yourself to like something you don't like?
“...Then, Mr. Ceres is out playing with people. Diarin will go out for a bit.”
“I don’t like it.”
...Ah, this was it.
Whatever he did, as long as 'Diarin' was present, it was all good.
Ceres bit back the words she had thrown out just in case.
This won't do...
If you cling to 'God' rather than 'Priest', you'll end up with a decent picture.
How sacred it is for a warrior who has shed blood on the battlefield to return to God after battle.
But you're clinging to the 'priest'?
'It's so annoying!'
In reality, it was quite lacking.
She guesses she'll have to fill that missing part with something other than 'Diarin'.
Now Ceres can mix naturally with people and speak fluently.
He even danced well!
If things had gone as planned, it would have been time to let him go as a young master.
...If only she could cure his Diarin obsession.
'Is this the final gate?'
Just thinking about how much he had grown attached to Diarin made his heart ache.
But only if he can get away from Diarin will the rest of Ceres' life be brighter.
Diarin made up her mind.
“I can’t be with Mr. Ceres forever.”
“Are you abandoning me?”
“Ah, no, if you say it like that...”
She seems like such a bad person.
And that pitiful expression on his face.
If anyone saw it, they would say it looked like a puppy that had been picked up, put to bed for one night, and then put back out on the street.
“Rather than throwing you away... no, I never even picked you up.”
They were only forced to provide temporary protection.
But from a dog's perspective, they might feel the same way.
Diarin let out a long sigh in front of the wall of explanations that had begun again.
So... where should I start?
Slowly, step by step.
“So, Mr. Ceres, you want to live like this with me for the rest of your life?”
"Yes."
“That can’t be. Mr. Ceres must become a young master and live a wonderful life.”
“Even if I become a young master, I will still live with Diarin.”
Step by step...
...It is something that can only be done if you have the mental space to do so.
Diarin wasn't originally the easygoing type, but ever since she came into the mansion, her patience has been greatly diminished.
No, why are you arbitrarily deciding other people's whereabouts?
Even though she knew it was just childish tantrums, the sharp sound came out.
I will live my life the way I want.
I could no longer tolerate anyone forcing a direction on my life, whether it was coercive or not.
Ceres's eyes fluttered at Diarin's question.
He seems to have been greatly shocked.
...But it was not anyone else, but Ceres, a member of the 8th Division, so it sounded like a huge threat.
Of course, he was asking the question innocently, "Are you not going to live with me?", but depending on how you heard it, it sounded like, "Are you rejecting me by saying you won't live with me? Did you just say something stupid?"
“Mom, I can’t live like this.”
Diarin's momentum didn't last long.
She wishes Ceres knew that.
“So, Diarin, you want to continue living with me, but you can’t?”
“...Oh! You’ve gotten smarter!”
My child, my goodness! He knows all that!
Diarin was moved beyond recognition.
But it was a moving thing to have a conversation like this.
"That's right. I'm a priest. I'm only out for a moment, but priests have to live in the temple."
“Then I will live in the temple too.”
“...No, Mr. Ceres is not a priest, so you can’t.”
“Then I will become a priest too.”
This is a level of recklessness that can be expected.
“How did Mr. Ceres become a priest? Not just anyone can do it.”
“If you want to do it, you can do it.”
“You said you would do it...”
Diarin, who was about to laugh, stopped.
Is it really not possible?
No. If you look at the conditions, it was possible.
It is possible and still possible.
If he, a former member of the 8th Division who killed people, now wishes to embrace the scars of war on the side of God, the temple will also establish a 'Temple Ceres Branch'.
Now that you're a young master, you're a nobleman, and you get a lot of money as compensation.
He might even get promoted before Diarin himself.
It was a slightly delicate prediction.
But there was something Ceres was overlooking.
The Second Prince's birthday parade was reminiscent of a military parade.
The royal birthday parade is usually lavish, with flower-strewn processions and dancers and clowns leading the way.
However, the Second Prince's birthday celebration march started with a magnificent marching song.
In response, the cavalry was the first to advance.
“Wow! Looks like the Second Prince is marching along too!”
“Didn’t the 2nd Prince’s army be the first to invade Sorben Castle in this war?”
“Then, wasn’t it the Second Prince who actually ended the war?”
“They say the 8th Division played a big role... but in the end, it was the 2nd Prince who put the finishing touches... wasn’t it the 2nd Prince?”
“Then what did the 8th Unit do?”
Diarin perked up her ears to the conversations she heard here and there.
Anything that had anything to do with Ceres came across more clearly.
'What did the 8th Division do? They defeated all the enemies.'
Although he was a crazy dog, his achievements were also amazing.
But since the Second Prince appeared in such a flashy manner, people's judgment naturally seemed to lean towards him.
Diarin pouted her lips in displeasure.
It's not that the 2nd Prince didn't do anything, but it felt like the 8th Unit's achievements were being stolen.
“Wow!”
“Long live His Highness the Second Prince!”
A procession passed by, scattering money and bread.
People were excited as if the Second Prince were the only one who had gone to war and fought.
“Wow! Your Highness, the Prince!”
The cavalry passed by, and soon the Second Prince appeared riding in a carriage pulled by twelve horse-drawn carriages.
The moment she saw the Second Prince's face was brief.
But perhaps because all eyes were focused on him in that brief moment, his face caught her eye as if it were imprinted on her.
'Uh?'
Even though the 2nd Prince had different mothers, he had quite a few similarities with the 3rd Prince, Sevian.
It seemed like the royal blood was quite strong.
But that wasn't all.
‘I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere...’
It was a familiar impression.
Diarin tilted her head and searched her memory.
If they had met on the battlefield, she would have definitely remembered.
How could she ever forget seeing hair that reflected rainbow colors even in the night's torchlight?
But no memory came to mind.
“Long live His Highness the Second Prince!”
The cheers of the people continued even after the procession ended.
He was so popular that the title of Second Prince was a shame.
The Emperor has not yet appointed the Crown Prince.
The Second Prince must also be aware of this and create such a large-scale atmosphere.
'What is His Highness the Third Prince doing?'
Suddenly, the Third Prince, Sevian, came to mind.
If the Second Prince is appointed Crown Prince, Sevian's position will become very unstable.
But did we feel a little closer just by meeting each other and having a conversation?
Until just a few months ago, she lived in a distant world where she didn't care who would become the Crown Prince.
'Oh, no. Let's not worry about that.'
If you get involved in a fight between the royal family members for no reason, you might get in trouble.
Diarin's goal in life was to live a peaceful and boring life.
After all, each person has their own life.
'What kind of life does Ceres want to live?'
Suddenly, Diarin became curious about the life that 'Ceres wants', a life that was not determined by anyone.
“Mr. Ceres, how do you want to live from now on?”
“As a young master.”
Ceres's answer came back very easily, as if he had memorized it by heart.
This was precisely the result and the drawback of rote learning.
“Young Master has a life too. What kind of life is it?”
“?”
“...Yeah, it's still too early.”
Until recently, our dog couldn't even tell the difference between what he liked and what he didn't like.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?”
Diarin lowered the level of the questions a bit to suit your level.
Then Ceres thought about it for a bit.
"Anything."
“...”
You know what the most difficult answer in the world is?
No, you don't know.
Anyway, the answer that is the most difficult and annoying for the person doing the work is 'anything'.
What should I eat? - Anything.
Where should we go? - Anywhere.
What should I do? - Anything.
This is, in other words, a tantrum that says, 'I don't know my own mind, but think hard about what you like and find an answer that suits your mind.'
'Oh, Ceres, can you be a spoiled brat?'
He is still a puppy, and he will become a master, so that is okay.
There's no need to refuse to accept tantrums.
Suddenly, Diarin's heart broadened.
“I think the apple tree in the garden will bear fruit by tomorrow. Should we pick some?”
"Good."
...is it too easy?
"You can read signs so well, so I think you can read books too. How about reading a book while eating an apple picked from under an apple tree?"
"Good."
...No, this too?
Diarin always asked him to read the book, but he didn't try to read it, so she just threw it at him.
"Then, how about we make apple pie together and eat it together? It'd be fun to make it together and eat it together."
"..Good."
It was a bit of a reluctant look, but he liked it too.
Is there a reason to live by forcing yourself to like something you don't like?
“...Then, Mr. Ceres is out playing with people. Diarin will go out for a bit.”
“I don’t like it.”
...Ah, this was it.
Whatever he did, as long as 'Diarin' was present, it was all good.
Ceres bit back the words she had thrown out just in case.
This won't do...
If you cling to 'God' rather than 'Priest', you'll end up with a decent picture.
How sacred it is for a warrior who has shed blood on the battlefield to return to God after battle.
But you're clinging to the 'priest'?
'It's so annoying!'
In reality, it was quite lacking.
She guesses she'll have to fill that missing part with something other than 'Diarin'.
Now Ceres can mix naturally with people and speak fluently.
He even danced well!
If things had gone as planned, it would have been time to let him go as a young master.
...If only she could cure his Diarin obsession.
'Is this the final gate?'
Diarin for dogs.
But only if he can get away from Diarin will the rest of Ceres' life be brighter.
Diarin made up her mind.
“I can’t be with Mr. Ceres forever.”
“Are you abandoning me?”
“Ah, no, if you say it like that...”
She seems like such a bad person.
And that pitiful expression on his face.
If anyone saw it, they would say it looked like a puppy that had been picked up, put to bed for one night, and then put back out on the street.
“Rather than throwing you away... no, I never even picked you up.”
They were only forced to provide temporary protection.
But from a dog's perspective, they might feel the same way.
Diarin let out a long sigh in front of the wall of explanations that had begun again.
So... where should I start?
Slowly, step by step.
“So, Mr. Ceres, you want to live like this with me for the rest of your life?”
"Yes."
“That can’t be. Mr. Ceres must become a young master and live a wonderful life.”
“Even if I become a young master, I will still live with Diarin.”
Step by step...
...It is something that can only be done if you have the mental space to do so.
Diarin wasn't originally the easygoing type, but ever since she came into the mansion, her patience has been greatly diminished.
“...Who's going to live for me?”
Even though she knew it was just childish tantrums, the sharp sound came out.
I will live my life the way I want.
I could no longer tolerate anyone forcing a direction on my life, whether it was coercive or not.
“...Not living?”
He seems to have been greatly shocked.
...But it was not anyone else, but Ceres, a member of the 8th Division, so it sounded like a huge threat.
Of course, he was asking the question innocently, "Are you not going to live with me?", but depending on how you heard it, it sounded like, "Are you rejecting me by saying you won't live with me? Did you just say something stupid?"
“Mom, I can’t live like this.”
Diarin's momentum didn't last long.
There's a huge difference between ‘can’ and ‘can't’.
“So, Diarin, you want to continue living with me, but you can’t?”
“...Oh! You’ve gotten smarter!”
My child, my goodness! He knows all that!
Diarin was moved beyond recognition.
But it was a moving thing to have a conversation like this.
"That's right. I'm a priest. I'm only out for a moment, but priests have to live in the temple."
“Then I will live in the temple too.”
“...No, Mr. Ceres is not a priest, so you can’t.”
“Then I will become a priest too.”
This is a level of recklessness that can be expected.
“How did Mr. Ceres become a priest? Not just anyone can do it.”
“If you want to do it, you can do it.”
“You said you would do it...”
Diarin, who was about to laugh, stopped.
Is it really not possible?
No. If you look at the conditions, it was possible.
It is possible and still possible.
If he, a former member of the 8th Division who killed people, now wishes to embrace the scars of war on the side of God, the temple will also establish a 'Temple Ceres Branch'.
Now that you're a young master, you're a nobleman, and you get a lot of money as compensation.
He might even get promoted before Diarin himself.
It was a slightly delicate prediction.
But there was something Ceres was overlooking.
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