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--That, I just kept it because he was handsome. And he's a celebrity, so I've never met him.

--Really?

--Your portrait is also roaming around the streets of the Horun District! It's similar to that.

--......

--You are the most handsome! Looking at you, that guy is completely seafood.

--...... Is it so?

--Oh, of course!

--Better than Rocke Visconti?

--That's your past life! Everything your face and voice are all the same, so how do I compare them?

--It's different! Here, the eyes and the shape of my lips are better.

--I don't know...

Isidor looked like he was about to break out again, so I quickly reached out to his hair to soothe him.

--Ugh. You like a big dog that doesn't listen.

--You've been stroking my hair while thinking about this.

Still, as if he felt better, he quietly put his head in my hands. It seemed possible to contact, but it was a little awkward because it was soul to soul and it didn't feel like touching hair.

--Please go back and finish it.

It seemed like he was wagging his tail like a puppy.

--Your previous life was like a cat with a temper, that's interesting.

--It was the bastard side, but I wasn't being honest. I regretted it until right before my death. I couldn't let go of my pride and spit out words that I didn't mean. It was a life filled with regret and longing.

--......

It was confirmed by the conversation now. As Isidor was brought into this space, he remembered everything that happened in his previous life, just like me.

But just as I was Deborah Seymour, not Nyla, nothing had changed about Isidore.

--But isn't it blasphemy to do this in the temple?

--The princess is a saint, so it's time to make a rule that allows skinship.

--I don't think I'll be coming to the temple in the future, but I don't think there's a reason to do good things while arguing with the Pope...

--That's nice, isn't it?

--Look at him choosing and listening to only the things that are advantageous to him!

The two of us had a light conversation, held hands, and we crossed the campus where cherry blossoms were falling like snow.

--The romance of the campus couple is finally realized.

--Campus?

--It's similar to the academy.

--Well, I should have been reborn twice too...

He was genuinely sorry.

--I just imagined it, but I think the Duke would have lived well here too. You must have been a really popular senior.

--The princess lived well too. You grew up prettily and well among the squawked and grumpy family.

As if he had seen the soybean flour family in my previous life, sorrow and affection swelled in the souls. Full understanding and empathy were transmitted intact.

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