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6-year-old Wise Man Wants to Walk in the Shade: Chapter 9 - The world may be aiming for me?


In the reception room with Princess Claris alone.

How long has it passed?


I'm still hugged.


I tried to call out at the timing when her crying had subsided.


"... Calm down? Princess"


"Oh, embarrassing place ..."


When I released me in a hurry, Princess Claris took a quick breath while wiping the tear marks on her cheeks with her fingertips.


The tip of my nose is still red, but I'm glad that my tears have stopped.


"I won't tell anyone that I was crying, so don't worry."


"... Fufu. Thank you."


The princess squints with a slightly playful laugh.


If you look like this, you look pretty young.


I don't think I'm 6 years old.


"You are a young and already fine gentleman. And you are the savior shown in the prophecy. I also pay homage to you. Eddie.-No, Eddie."


Suddenly, I was surprised to be called with a title.


The innocence from the princess's face disappears, and the dignified atmosphere becomes stronger.


It's not just a facial expression for a 6-year-old child.


It's an equal, or rather, a look that includes envy for someone you admire.


Oh, this is a bad guy ...


When I became more alert, my parents came back to see what was going on.


It was good, it was on.


Let's hide behind our parents as a child.


With that in mind, I tried to run away.


"Eddie"


"Wow"


Princess Claris squeezed my right hand and didn't let me escape.


"Eddie, I have an important question."


"... What? Princess"


"You don't want the honor or status of a savior. That's right, right?"


I nodded to that question.


"Yeah. I want to live as usual! School will start next month."


Upon hearing my answer, Princess Claris closed her eyes once as if she had decided.


"I understand your feelings, but be careful, Eddie. It's not just Japan that has noticed a savior here."


...... Well, that's right.


"It's easy to imagine that other nations will rely on your power in the future, because Eddie's power will affect not only the fate of one country, but even the future of the world."


"That ... Eddie is only 6 years old ..."


My parents rushed to my side.


"Even if you have a good prophet, you won't know that the savior is Eddie, but you can put an eye on where you are. Like in our country. Eddie's attention. If you don't want it, we will do our best to protect Eddie. "


I was caught in the eyes of Princess Claris, my father, and my mother.


"Thank you, princess, but I'm okay."


"Eddie ..."


I'm not going to receive national asylum.


Despite his low stats, he didn't feel like losing to most enemies.


I'm sorry for the situation where I borrow money from the country.


This time I will live freely and peacefully.


This is because I want to prioritize my life above all else.


"Because if you go to the land of princesses, you won't be able to go to school? And if I suddenly go, the people in the castle will be surprised. Why are there children in such a place?"


"... Yes. That's right. You're right."


I was surprised at Princess Claris who accepted my point easily.


She must have come this far to protect me.


As a result, I lost my knight.


"Do I have to go?"


"How can I do something that Eddie, who has great gratitude, hates?"


"But that's why the princess came here ..."


"I will persuade my father .... But Eddie. Then your body ..."


I smiled.


"It's okay! Because I'm going to school!"


"... I see! Once you enter the dormitory of the academy ..."


I nod to my father's words.


"If you only know the location, you can escape to a different place."


The families were looking at each other.


It looks like it's really okay.


But everyone is thinking comfortably somewhere.


My son says, "I want you to keep it a secret," and my grand power isn't something my family wants to hide.


Well, it's better to have that kind of light feeling.


I like the laid back part of my family.


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