I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 3-4. Little Sister Bragging

“I see, I understand what the three of you want. I can make it happen.”

I listen to their discussion and give my response.

By the way, Mashiro is lying down on my lap.

Since Alice is handling the reins outside, the only one with thighs strong enough to endure an extended lap pillow is me, so this is how things naturally turned out.

Unfortunately, a carriage can’t provide the same comfort as a magic ship during travel.

Nobles, who are used to traveling regularly, are accustomed to the jolts, so such comforts aren’t really necessary.

…Let’s get back to the topic.

What the three of them wanted was to create fun memories.

I completely agree with that.

Especially since the past few days were nothing but blood-soaked incidents.

Creating pleasant memories to erase those horrors isn’t a bad idea.

To be honest, I was thinking the same thing myself.

With this unexpected long vacation,

if we have things to do, we’ll have less time to brood, but having too much free time invites overthinking.

Mashiro, about the terror of real life-and-death struggles.

Reina, about her past with Flone up until now.

Neither of them shows it outwardly, but they both have gentle hearts.

They’re probably hiding their feelings to avoid worrying me.

If that’s the case, I want to overwrite those memories with ones so good they’ll forget about everything else.

As I stroked Mashiro’s silky hair, she squirmed slightly, as if ticklish.

In that sense, perhaps the busyness until now wasn’t entirely bad.

“I’ll make arrangements right away. I’ll bring it up during today’s meeting with Father.”

Apparently, Father is unusually staying at the estate today.

Knowing him, the family-oriented man he is, there’s a high chance he adjusted his schedule for me.

After meeting with Mashiro and the others, Reina and I plan to sit down with Father for a three-person discussion.

The topic for the three of us is, of course, one thing.

It can only be about Frone of Thunder.

“By the way, it feels like it’s been a while since I last met Father Gordon. And Celesia, too!”

“Sorry, but Celesia isn’t here right now. She’s studying abroad in the Karmabein Empire.”

“Oh, right, I remember now…”

Karen, looking disappointed, had been hoping to see my younger sister, Celesia Vellet.