The Princess looked at me, before her gaze returned to her Uncle in front.
He cleared his throat softly, reducing his nervousness—his hands clenched, covering his mouth.
"…Un-uncle." She glanced at me for a moment. "The one beside me is Touji. My new place to share my stories," she revealed.
"And it seems Uncle Fukuro already knows Touji. So there's no need for further explanation."
Big Brother smiled faintly. He picked up the teacup on the table, brought it to his lips to drink. He placed the teacup back on the table. His gaze settled on the half-empty cup. The brownish tea stirred slightly, pushed by a gentle breeze. He looked at me, then back at the person in front of him. Smiling, wider.
"Thank goodness you are no longer alone, Princess Reina. I am happy you have found the friend you always dreamed of."
The Princess nodded, blushing shyly.
