I Reincarnated and Became Friends With the Black Lion Prince! I’ll Make Him Change His Unhealthy Eating Habits So I Won’t Get Eaten by Him.

6 years old 6. The Black Lion Prince’s uncle.

Translator: Michiko

Editor: Lastinline

It’s been a week since I suggested changing the menu. 

There has been no news. 

The court lady had told me not to get my hopes up, so I did as she said, and day after day I dragged Faus to the classroom, ran around playing outside, and retrieved my glasses when they were taken away. 

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A day in the life of a child was hectic. 

In this country, there was a holiday once every seven days. 

That was not the case in Gemma, and it seemed to be a custom brought in by the saint. With the exception of special occupations, everyone had a day strictly for resting after every seventh day. 

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Faus was a picky eater and selfish, but Father was someone who could not keep things tidy and in order. 

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Why was I surrounded by such people? 

I often made sandwiches as a light meal as I would work all day putting books back on the bookshelf. 

I made them often. 

For some reason, Faus got wind of it. 

Beastman’s sense of smell? 

It couldn’t be. 

I lived near the front edge of the palace, and Faus lived in the inner part of the palace since he was a royal child. 

Somehow, Faus came to my house and said, “I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat” so I decided to have a picnic with Faus in the inner garden of the royal palace and opened my lunch box. 

I wondered why. 

Wasn’t it supposed to be a holiday once every seven days? Today. 

“Theo, Theo! I want to eat sandwiches every day!” 

Faus, with bread crumbs all over his mouth, declared with sparkling eyes. 

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What about it did you like so much, Faus? 

I had simply cut the provided bread in half, spread butter on it, and randomly placed chopped vegetables and ham between the slices. 

Since it was something that would go into the prince’s mouth, the court lady oversaw the entire process, even helped me, and took a bite to test the taste and for poison. 

It’s easy, and I showed them the entire making process, so Faus could eat it every day if he wanted to. 

The head chef would cry though. 

“I don’t mind making it myself. But let’s eat the head chef’s food properly.” 

I looked around, wondering if the court lady was around here somewhere. 

Faus had said, “Today, it will be just me and Theo,” so they were supposed to be standing by a short distance away. 

I thought they would be there if I looked for them, but I couldn’t see them. 

Hmm. 

I guess they were in a place where we couldn’t see them but could quickly come running to us. Faus would sulk if he was able to see them. 

“I will live in Theo’s house too!” 

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“You can’t. There is no room for Faus-sama to sleep.” 

“I can just sleep with Theo.” 

“I toss and turn in my sleep so I might kick Faus-sama away.” 

“It’s okay. I also kick.” 

“I hate that even more because then it hurts.” 

“Mhmm. Theo, do you dislike being together with me?” 

“…Sleeping together is a bit…” 

Beginning with a craving for sandwiches, Faus, who for some reason wanted to crash at my house, came up with one outlandish idea after another. 

No, well, huh? 

My house belonged to the king, so if Faus wanted to come over, I might not be able to refuse, though. 

I thought it would be hard for a prince to live the life of a commoner. 

Father might be surprised…or he might not. Because he was detached from the world. 

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“Oh my, Faustelaude. You got rejected.” 

“Uncle!” 

A beastman dressed in white was right beside us. I wondered how he had approached us without even making any sounds of footsteps. 

I hurriedly stood up and bowed my head. 

If I had a tail, it would have stood on end. 

My heart was racing. 

If I had no memories of my previous life, I would have remained an innocent child, but unfortunately, I was able to realize it. 

If Faus called him ‘uncle’, then he was royalty, at the very least. 

At least give me a heads-up! 

“You can be at ease, Theodore Medico. Today is the day that the saint had laid down. You and I are both on holiday.” 

“Y-yes…” 

I was even identified by name. 

Faus gently held my hand as I replied in a trembling voice. 

He immediately wiped his mouth which had still been covered with crumbs and stood in front of me. 

“Uncle, please don’t bully Theo.” 

“I didn’t mean to. But I guess I scared him.” 

“Theo is a weakling and will cry easily, so you can’t scare him.” 

Wasn’t that a bit of an exaggeration? 

I didn’t cry easily. 

What’s with that introduction, like a small animal that would die as soon as you touched it? 

“I’m sorry. I brought sweets, so can we make up, Theodore-kun?” 

“Of course, Your Highness.” 

“Yes.” I nervously accepted the assortment of dried apricots and raisins offered to me. 

“Hahaha. I’m not ‘Your Highness’. Although, I was called that until 10 years ago.” 

“…” 

If Faus called him uncle but he was not royalty, was he someone who left the royal family? 

I only knew of the two princes of the royal family. 

I had not yet ascertained who the king’s siblings were. 

Because a six-year-old was not expected to know as much. 

I looked up at the beastman dressed in white. 

He was a young man, perhaps a little over twenty. He had a gentle, almost androgynous appearance, but I was sure he was a man. 

The King, Faus, and all the other royalty had a lion-like fierceness, an aura of a ruler, or an unapproachable strength, but the person in front of me had none of that. 

Most lion beastmen had dark golden skin, but this man was pale with platinum blonde hair like me. His round ears were also the same color. Blue eyes. White skin. 

He was dressed in heavy, luxurious clothing with lots of embroidery. The tight collar, the long sleeves, and the hem almost touched the ground. 

It looked like it would be difficult to walk in, and given the climate of this country, it looked like it would be hot. 

“I’ve given up a lot of names by now and have taken on the name Sakuro Simone.” 

This person, with a kind smile on his face, had said something completely outrageous with such a calm voice. 

I’d heard the name Simone many times before. 

“His Holiness Simone.” 

I guessed it was inevitable that my voice trembled once more. 

I had naturally assumed that the head of the religious world was an old man with a white beard. I had no basis for it, but somehow that’s what I had thought. 

“Yes, I am. May I sit down, too?” 

“Go ahead, Your Holiness.” 

“Today is a holiday, so you can just call me Simone.” 

I wanted to shout, ‘How dare I’, but of course, I couldn’t do that. 

In the first place, I didn’t know if I could let the high priest sit on the grass, albeit with a cloth laid out. 

“Yes, His Holiness Simone.” 

“Haha. I’m sorry. I came so suddenly. Today was the only day I had time.” 

His Holiness laughed happily at me for having once again referred to him by his honorific title. 

It was similar to the happy look in Faus’ eyes when he took my glasses away from me. 

Faus demanded of His Holiness, who had now sat with us, “Uncle, more snacks!” 

You are amazing. 


TN: Simone got his own story too. Simone crashed Theo and Faus’ picnic. Theo and Faus’ cuteness heals me every time.

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