When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

Although the woman in the black skirt was not pretending to Saugeta, her attitude when she came into contact with Kolusta was always surprisingly gentle.

After afternoon tea, while Sogeta was cleaning the tea set, Kolusta sneaked up to his father, raised his head and waved at him.The brown-haired man was taken aback for a moment, stopped what he was doing, knelt down thoughtfully to look at his daughter, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Ruth?"

Kolusta looked left and right, sneaked close to his father's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, who is that aunt...Is it Mom's friend?"

"Ruth is so smart." Sogeta blinked, patted her daughter's head tenderly, and lowered her own volume cooperatively, and said mysteriously like a secret agent, "That's Aunt Su Mole, I'm sorry Dad didn't have a chance to tell you in time.—But, you're right, she was Mum's ... best friend before she came to Seaside."

When it came to the phrase "before coming to Westside Town", Sogeta's eyes looked slightly darker than before, and the smile on his lips also collapsed unconsciously.

"Best friend, like me and Kvitt?" Kolusta thought for a while, showing a puzzled expression, and asked naively, "But when Kvitt is not busy, he will come to play with me almost every day ...Why does Auntie Su Mole, who is also Mom's best friend, never find her?"

"Could it be because...Auntie Su Mole doesn't like Mom?"

Kolusta lowered her eyes and asked a little uneasily.

Sogeta was startled, and faced his daughter's question at a loss for the first time. This handsome brown-haired man frowned, and all his usual gentleness and kindness disappeared. As if thinking of something, his face was solemn, and his eyes gradually changed. It's a little hollow.

Kolusta looked at his father's out-of-focus pupils with some anxiety, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his little hand to pat the other person's face, and whispered, "Dad? What's the matter with you?"

Saugerta was instantly brought back to his senses by these two strong and gentle slaps. He held his daughter's hand, took a deep breath, lowered his eyes slightly, and smiled at her again with some sadness.

"No, Aunt Su Mole doesn't dislike mother."

The young father seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, with complex expressions in his eyes and faint haggardness on his face, but his tone when facing his daughter was still gentle, like a gentle breeze in a windless night. Waves on the beach.

"It's because my father and mother did something wrong and hid it secretly. Aunt Su Mole searched for a long time but couldn't find my mother..."

Sogeta took a deep breath, with a guilty expression on his face, he patted the back of Kolusta's hand, tried to keep his tone calm, and urged him earnestly.

"That's why she was so angry, and she couldn't help saying something that might make Ruth unhappy—but Dad hopes that you can try your best to understand Aunt Su Mole's sadness, and you must not... Therefore, Blame her."

Under her father's worried explanation and admonition, Kolusta nodded heavily beyond his expectations. She grabbed the brown-haired man's palm with her two small hands, squeezed it firmly, and said very assertively: " I can tell that what Auntie Su Mole said is not true! She must be someone who likes her mother very, very much, so how could she have the heart to really hate her father who is loved by her mother?"

She smiled at Saugerta who was slightly surprised, showing two rows of neat and white teeth, and solemnly announced: "So, Ruth is not unhappy at all—and when Dad didn't know, Su Mo Aunt Le always talks to me gently, and that young lady often smiles at me—I am very smart, and since they are willing to treat me sincerely, they must not be bad people!"

Hearing his daughter's innocent words, the man's dark wood-colored eyes also revealed a bit of relief and reassurance.

"... Ruth has grown up." Sogeta sighed softly, pinned her daughter's messy hair behind her ear, and proudly praised, "If Auntie Su Mole knew that you thought so, she would I'm sure you'll be very happy."

After speaking, his eyes moved quietly, and he caught a glimpse of the black figure standing at the door of the kitchen seemingly inadvertently from the corner of his eye.

Under his gaze, a piece of delicate skirt moved slightly, as if feeling something, it immediately disappeared behind the corner wall.

Sogeta smiled helplessly, patted Kolusta's shoulder to let her daughter leave, and most of the haggard and sad face faded silently.

……

When Kolusta got the news from her father and was about to sneak back to her room to sleep like the previous two days, she was stopped by a cold but soft voice in front of the stairs.

"Ruth... may I call you that?"

Kolusta turned around, and unexpectedly saw the beautiful woman in black dress with a plain expression.

She raised her small face, smiled at her mother's old friend, and said enthusiastically: "Of course, you can call it whatever you want-beautiful aunts always have such privileges, don't they?"

Su Mole was stunned, obviously not used to such straightforward and frank compliments from others, she couldn't help showing a shy smile, and said, "You really love to make fun of others just like your mother... you little mischievous , you can just call me 'Aunt Susen'."

"Aunt Sussen," Kolusta said politely.

After shouting, she also gave up the idea of ​​going back to the house, and jumped towards the woman in the black skirt with a smile on her face. She didn't stop until she stood in front of her, pulled the black satin cuff, and asked enthusiastically : "Where did you come to Seaside from the middle of the continent?"

Su Mole glanced at the small hand on his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, turned his hand and held it in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and smiled at Kolusta, and replied, "I am a person who lives in the Royal City."

This faint smile made her blue eyes look dazzling and charming.

"Wangcheng!" Kolusta naturally hugged each other back, and said in surprise and yearning, "I heard that my father met my mother when I went there to do business... I haven't been there yet! Aunt Susen, I heard that the ground in the royal city is paved with gold, and that the water that flows out of the fountain is not water but chocolate—are these true?”

"Of course not." Su Mole thought it was interesting to touch the long hair of the little girl beside him, and while pulling her towards the living room, he shook his head and explained solemnly, "There are no other places besides the palace hall. The place will be so extravagant that the floor will be paved with gold... as for the chocolate that flows from the fountain, it is even more strange-if anyone is so ruthless as to do so, it will definitely attract many mosquitoes."

This scientific and serious answer shocked Kolusta with a shocked "ah". Once the illusions she had had for many years were shattered, she wrinkled her face, bit her lips, and said rather disappointedly: "The royal city is here with us. There is no difference."

While talking, they had already returned to the living room.

The black-haired girl sitting on the sofa and flipping through a book raised her head, obviously hearing Kolusta's exclamation, she couldn't help smiling, and looked at those lovely golden eyes, with a childish and elegant expression. His voice responded to the little girl who seemed to be about the same age as him, "There is no difference. ——Even in my opinion, Seaside Town has more sea than King City."

"This is my daughter... Le Kesi," Su Mole took Kolusta's hand and formally introduced the black-haired girl to her. "It should be a year older than you."

The girl named Le Kesi stood up, put the book in her hand aside, lifted the corner of her skirt, bent slightly towards the brown-haired girl beside her mother, and said sweetly: "Hello, Miss Breviu, I'm Le Kesi."

Kolusta looked at her, and then at Su Mole. The little girl, who was less than one leg tall, touched her chin and sighed sincerely like an experienced nobleman: "You Pretty like your mother."

Her pretty appearance made Su Mole purse his lips helplessly, but his demantoid-like eyes were extraordinarily soft.

But Le Kesi is not like her mother who can't listen to praise. The little black-haired girl bent her deep sea blue eyes and said in a brisk tone: "Although I think I am not as beautiful as my mother, but I am still beautiful." Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Kolusta became interested, she let go of Su Mole's hand, ran to Le Kesi with short legs, looked up at the young lady who was taller than herself, and asked with a smile: "Well, may I ask you?" Can I just call you by your first name?"

"If you want, you can, and you don't need to use honorifics." Le Kesi nodded and gave her a smile in return, "However, in exchange, can I have the right to call you 'Ruth'? ?”

"Of course," Kolusta blinked and said slyly, "beautiful older sisters also have privileges."

Le Kesi looked at her without knowing it, but Su Mole laughed lightly. She shook her head with affection, raised her eyes and told her daughter, "I'll talk to Mr. Breviu. Let's talk... Le Kesi, you are a sister, you should take care of Ruth more."

"Yes, mother." Le Kesi bowed slightly, watched her mother turn and leave, and then shifted her gaze to Kolusta, who was looking at the book on the sofa.

"What is this?" Curiosity filled her golden eyes, Kolusta turned her head to look at the owner of the book, and said with great interest, "It seems to be a bit like the paper book that I bring to Mr. Surrey's class... …But that thing doesn’t have the top layer.”

She bent her fingers, tapped the cover of the book cautiously, exclaimed "Yeah", and muttered, "It's still hard."

"—this is 'Books.'"

A hand passed behind her and picked up the book from the sofa. Kolusta turned her head to look, and saw Le Kesi sitting on the sofa lightly, the light blue book was properly placed Putting it on his lap, he is now waving his hands, motioning for the brown-haired girl to sit down too.

Kolusta jumped onto the sofa and sat next to the black-haired girl, who glanced at her with a smile and opened the book to a certain number of pages.

There is a delicate painting on the fully opened page, which looks like a girl with golden transparent wings, with a compassionate expression, sowing colorful seeds one after another towards the earth.

"Hey," Kolusta moved closer, reached out to touch it, and exclaimed, "Did you draw this?"

"No, I didn't draw it." Le Kesi couldn't help but stretched out her finger to wipe the dry land in the painting, and shook her head in denial, "This kind of thing is a 'fairy tale book', and there are many stories in the Nobili Kingdom. Various legends and stories about the Goddess of Light and the Holy Light Academy of Magic, the Supreme Lord of the Rings, Wizards and the Deathly Hallows... There is also the legend in this painting that the Goddess of Life sows flowers for Nobili."

"It's amazing! I've never seen anything like this...well, 'books'!" Kolusta repeated the words Le Kesi said just now with some jerk, and looked at each other with a pair of big eyes, adoring He asked, "Will all the children in Wangcheng have such a magical thing?"

"In fact...except for the royal family and nobles, only children who study at the Holy Light Academy of Magic will 'see' books." Le Kesi replied tactfully.

The black-haired girl looked at Kolusta's fondness for this fairy tale, hesitated for a moment, quickly picked up the book from her lap, stuffed it into her arms while the latter was in a daze, and said with a smile: "If If you like it, I will give it to you."

Kolusta subconsciously touched the gems inlaid on the cover, until the cold touch reached his fingertips, then he woke up, and hurriedly refused: "How can this be...you said it just now, ordinary There is no way for children to see books!"

However, Le Kesi raised her eyebrows, held her hand that was trying to return the book, and said softly, "Who told you... I'm an ordinary child?"

"..."

Kolusta opened her eyes wide, and her golden eyes were full of surprise as if she saw some rare species.

Le Kesi couldn't help pinching the little girl's cheek, lowered her voice childishly, and said mysteriously: "This is our secret, you must keep it well."

"I...I will!" Kolusta closed her mouth tightly, stretched out her hand and made a movement of pulling the chain, and said firmly, "Even dad won't tell!"

Le Kesi couldn't help but chuckled, her dark blue eyes were full of sparkling warmth, "What a good girl."

Taking such a good thing from someone else for nothing, Kolusta felt ashamed. She wondered if she had anything she could get away with. After a long while, she clapped her palms, raised her head, and looked expectantly at Le Kesi said solemnly: "My mother always told me that whenever you accept a gift from others, you must find the best thing in return..."

Le Kesi was startled, and wanted to refuse, but stopped because of the serious and funny expression of the brown-haired girl.

She stared at her with interest, and couldn't help wondering what "good things" this little girl wanted to give her.

"Le Kesi, would you like to go out with me?" Kolusta pursed her lips, and said with some embarrassment, "Because my return gift—well, it is probably still growing in the soil now, and I have to personally I can only give it to you when I go to □□.”

"..."

Originally, my mother said that in order to reduce the risk of their identity being recognized, they must try their best to avoid appearing in front of strangers...

But Le Kesi didn't know why, but she didn't want to see a half-disappointed expression appearing on that immature face that would surely be dazzlingly beautiful when she grew up.

"...wait for me to report to my mother," the black-haired girl touched the soft brown hair of the little girl in front of her, and said to her with a smile, "I am looking forward to the gift you are about to give me."

The author has something to say: Sumolor (Sumolor): derived from the combination of the Latin word solitary (Solum) and swan (Olor).

Fairy tales borrow from Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter.