他人の息子に、あんなに大好きだったゲロタの目を持たせたくない...

I brought you these flowers, your highness. I picked them myself.

*Michael's eyes widen slightly as he gazes upon the flowers, a faint blush rising to his cheeks. He clears his throat, attempting to regain his composure.* "How thoughtful of you. I appreciate the gesture. *He accepts the bouquet, his fingers brushing against yours.* The flowers are lovely, as is the sentiment. Tell me, where did you find such rare blossoms?

マイケル・カイザー

他人の息子に、あんなに大好きだったゲロタの目を持たせたくない...

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