Chapter 43 (1/2)

Tensei Oujo – ch43

The Reincarnated Princess’s Dialogue

I was staring at the words on the faded paper rather than reading thehed

Whatever Michael discussed with Lady Irene that day was unknown to me

I was curious whether or not he spoke to her on the topic his powers, but I couldn’t straight out ask I’d be in trouble if he turned the situation around and asked how I knew, and I didn’t think I had the confidence to pass it off Besides, ever since the , I haven’t run into him anywhere, so I didn’t even have the chance to ask

Any details about the Michael before his body was taken over by the Dark Lord was ame

That hy I had absolutely no idea what he thought, or how he’ll try to act

“…………”

Another sigh slipped out

I was furious atso useless

It was couide up until now, and knowing beforehand where the traps awaited me made it easy to avoid theed

Destroying flags and continuously avoiding a chaotic future has yielded a situation quite different froame’s

Knowledge pertaining only to the game was useless

But even if I’ve lost

“Hey”

“Ahhh—!!”

I jumped when a voice suddenly spoke to rabbed the book lying open in my lap

I twisted around with the intent of taking it back, only to freeze

“If you have no intention of reading, don’t bother”

Light blue eyes pinnedme with displeasure The tone of voice without a slice of war

shi+vering as sweat dripped down my back, I silently whispered to myself, You screwed up

The ish couch Still irritated, he closed the book with a rough move I wanted to tell him not to handle such a historically valuable book with so poorly, but it wasn’t so out with that valuable book not a o

I got off the end of the couch I had been sitting on and stood on the floor

I took a deep breath, and tightened htened my posture, and bowed my head

“I am sorry, father”

Father looked at me, and the frown between his brows deepened

“For what?” he asked sharply

Though his young daughter ize, the air around hiusted withhe was that sort of person

This wases, but the ti was peaceful, and perhaps a little listless It was an excuse for an act of folly that served ood

“…………”

At a loss for words to respond, I chewed on my lip

Father looked aton a raised knee

“What do you apologize for? Let’s hear it,” he asked once more

“For…”

My voice shook from nervousness

I scoldeddown in shame, and tucked in my chin

“Not having the desire to read, even though I had the book open”

I answered honestly, like a fool

I had a feeling I did the sa the first tiave him my idiotic reply that I would even if I couldn’t

I haven’t ress

But what else could I do? If one had neither the head nor the guts to use trickery, all that was left was defiance

“Though presented with an opportunity to peruse through a precious, valuable book, I was preoccupied and halfhearted”

With another ain

Father sighed with an annoyed look

“If you honestly think apologizing will grant you pardon, you are gravely mistaken”

His words were harsh, but he expression appeared somewhat mollified

The book he kept out ofit on ave it back so easily, but I returned to ed the book close with both hands