aph hetalia i am country

Because it is said that the history of Britain should be with Matthew, so I forcibly repaired it.

☆, the world's malice towards me

"Arthur, what are you doing standing there and not coming in? You don't look well, do you want to see a doctor???"

The young man walked towards me step by step and put his hand on my forehead in front of me: "It's strange that I have a fever."

"Al..." where...

"Huh? What's wrong with me calling hero?" Al blinked at me.

Me: "...day..." When I saw you last time, Laozi, weren't you still a wife? !

【"The size of a country is the size of your understanding."】

This is what Francis told me.

The first time I grew up was the day John died, and the next time I grew up was the day I had a fight with Francis, and then it was all sorts of things but Al...

Why did he suddenly lose his comprehension? !

"Come in and have tea."

"Ah, ah... oh." I nodded stiffly, I think there is something embarrassing to die now.

Al suddenly smiled a few times, then hugged me and kissed me on the cheek: "Arthur, you are still cute."

Me: "..." Wow... who the hell is this guy? !

I, Arthur Kirkland.Feel the deep malice of the world towards me.

I must have met a fake America.

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"Little Arthur, what's the matter with you, you don't seem to be energetic~" Francis jumped out of nowhere and jumped in front of me.

But I really don't have the mood to fight with him today, just like him.

"Hey~ Matthew was snatched away by you, brother, I don't even have to sigh, little Arthur, what are you sighing for?"

"...Do you think I'm as heartless as you?" I raised my fist and wanted to hit him, but various images of today appeared in my mind again, which made me lose my mood again.

Francis was deeply surprised by this: "Little Arthur, do you have a fever?"

Me: "... want to fight? Red wine bastard?"

"Here you come again, obviously you are the worst drinker... Ah, don't do it, brother, I won't talk about it, let's talk about what happened to you today."

"I went to see Al today..." I said sadly, and Francis nodded beside him to show that he was listening, "The last time I left, he was still so small, but I went over today... He suddenly grew taller..." It seems to be taller than me... It seems! ! !Not sure!

Francis: "..."

"I really want to know... which bastard said something to him while I was away, so that his mind suddenly caught up..."

Francis: "..."

"The country's understanding is only promoted by bad things and ideas, so... I was wondering which bastard told Al."

Francis: "...Arthur."

Me: "What are you doing?"

Francis: "I suddenly heard my boss call me back for dinner."

I looked at him silently and then silently looked up at the sun that was hanging high above our heads and was silent.

Don't let me know which jerk did it.

———————————————Al’s self-narration

Arthur hadn't been here since Francis said that.

I can't go to him because I don't have the strength to walk that much land, but Francis can.

I heard Arthur and Francis had a kid about my age named Matthew.

But there's no way I'm going to do as much with Arthur as Frances does with Arthur.

【"You are weak but want to own a country?"】

【"Brother, I mean Al, you are not even an independent country."】

【"You are spoiled by little Arthur, don't you remember that you are a country?"】

It's better to have it completely than to lose it later.

I sat on the shore and counted the number of stars in the sky.

Until the stars are gone, Father Sun came out.

Arthur didn't come to see me today either.

"Little Arthur is playing with Matthew recently~" Francis winked at me, "Little Matthew lives in Arthur's house now."

……

Enough waiting.

I have to go forward to find him by myself.

I thought so.

【"Brother Arthur, do you like Al?"

"Of course I like it."]

...then why...don't you come to see the blue daisy with me...

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☆, Arthur: Fake wine harms people

Al had a fight today.

We had a good chat at first, but when the atmosphere was harmonious, Al suddenly said to me.

"Arthur, I want to be independent."

It's ridiculous!

I couldn't understand why he wanted to be independent, and I anxiously asked him why, but Al just smiled and repeated that sentence.

Wrapped around my ears like a nightmare.

【"Arthur, I want to be independent."】

"why……"

"Because I grow up as a hero, I can solve a lot of things by myself~"

"...Don't be kidding...Independence is not just playing tricks. If you do this, we will..." There may be conflicts.

Why did it suddenly become like this when we chatted so well?

"I don't agree!" I stood up and patted the table, "I won't allow you to be independent!"

"Why?!" Al also stood up and looked very unhappy, "Arthur, why can't I be independent as a hero? After my independence, I will be with you as an independent country, and then we have you. It's not good for us to be together all the time. ?"

【"After my independence, I will be with you as an independent country, and then I will have you..."】

have me...

Own country...

Owning the British Empire...

"Snapped!"

Al looked at me in disbelief, and covered half of his blushing face in a daze.

And I didn't know what I was doing at all, and under his surprised eyes, I yelled at him angrily: "Take back your words!!!"

al...

my brother...

Declaring war on me...

I hit Al, I didn't think I'd hit him.

Tears welled up in an instant and I didn't dare to look at Al's face before rushing out the door.

Al, he didn't understand anything and I yelled at him and hit him...

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"Hi... the boss will bring you three more bottles of red wine!"

"Oh, little brother, I think you're already drunk..."

"Drunk, why are you drunk! Bring it to me quickly!" I pounded the table and made a groove on the table, then gave the boss a hard look, "Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, the recent young people drink whenever they break up in love."

The boss walked away talking to himself.

Fuck your lovelorn.

I rolled my eyes inwardly, then picked up a bottle of red wine and prepared to pour it.

Strange...why can't the wine come out?

I looked at the wine bottle suspiciously and turned around to find that someone was holding it and wouldn't let me pour it.

"Francis, why is this bastard here!" Before he could speak, I dragged him to the chair next to him to sit down, and handed him a bottle of red wine, "Here... hiccup! Let's drink together."

"Little Arthur, you sip red wine every day and scold your brother like a bastard, but why did you drink so much today~ Brother, I want to remind you, you can't drink well~"

I killed Francis with my eyes: "You...why, why are you talking so much nonsense! I let you drink it!"

Francis looked at me drunk and unconscious, but a sly smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

There's nothing good about this guy showing that look.

"Little Arthur, your wine~"

Francis handed me a glass, and I immediately focused on the wine and sipped it.

"Come~ There are more here~"

"Oh……"

"Here you~"

"..."

"Here, drink some more~"

I forgot how much I was poured by Francis, as soon as I finished drinking, he handed it to me with a smile until I collapsed on the table in a complete daze.

"Little Arthur, do you want to drink again~"

"Drink... stop drinking! stop drinking... hiccup..."

"Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk! You handsome bastard!" I slapped the table frantically to prove that I hadn't drunk yet, but I started talking nonsense, "Damn it, you and Al are both angry at me today... want to I ate scones... You bastard actually said that my cooking was unpalatable that time I could go to the kitchen to make it for you..."

"Oh~ is it? Little Arthur, you are so caring to me~"

I turned my head and looked at his playful expression very upset, no matter whether he wins or loses, he looks at me like this every time.

"Francis..."

"?"

I took the wine and hooked him: "Come here."

I can't guess what I'm going to do. Francis tilted his body and pointed his ears at me. I immediately grabbed his collar and gagged his mouth when he was stunned, and poured all the wine in his mouth.

Francis looked at me stupidly in astonishment, and that expression made me feel good all of a sudden.

I moved away from his lips and wiped the corners of his mouth, whether it was wine or saliva.

The author has something to say: I want to write opium/film! ! ! !Why are there so many things going on in the middle!

☆, I choose the dog belt

"Hahaha! Be tricked by me!" I covered my stomach and smiled at Francis, and glanced outside from the corner of my eye, only to find a golden light passing by.

"Little Arthur, you..."

Francis is dying to love red wine. Although he used to love it, he loves it even more now.

If Arthur is playing tricks on himself in this way, Francis really does not suggest that he is playing some rascals... No, it is better to be more rascals!

Francis looked up to continue asking for kisses but I had collapsed on the table and fell asleep completely unconscious.

"It's really...cute~" my little Arthur.

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"..." When I woke up from the nightmare... I found that I completely remembered what happened yesterday...

"Little Arthur, you're awake~ Brother, I thought you were going to sleep until the afternoon~"

I turned around and saw that Francis loved to sleep next to me...naked? !

"Stay away from me, the red wine bastard!" I immediately kicked Francis down and then pulled back the quilt with a confused face, only to find that my clothes had also changed......

………………

"Ahhhhh!!! I'm going to kill you!!!" Dogs lead dogs! ! !I choose the dog leash! ! !

"Arthur, calm down... Brother, I didn't do anything!"

"Why are you lying naked next to me!"

Seeing that I was already holding a vase in my hand and about to start throwing people at people, Francis backed away in fright: "Brother, I have the habit of sleeping naked again?" I just want to eat your tofu!

"I'm asking why you're sleeping next to me!"

"This is my brother's room!"

"...Alas..." Why did I stay on Francis's bed again...

"Then why have my clothes been changed!"

"You vomited wet all over yesterday, brother, I asked the maid to change it for you!" It was me who changed it!

Me: "..." What he said seemed to make sense...

I just feel extremely embarrassed now, I immediately put on my shoes and was ready to go, I don't want to look at this place and that face for a second now! ! !

Ahhh!Dog leash!I actually kissed Francis yesterday!

"Little Arthur, are you shy to leave in such a hurry?"

Francis' words hit my blood like a sharp sword.

He will definitely pick things up and tell me what happened yesterday!

I cover my face silently.

"Leave in such a hurry and give Nissan a kiss to thank me for protecting you and not throwing you in the nine o'clock~"

"Are you a child?! You still want to kiss!" I slapped him with sharp eyes.

"Hey~ Brother Arthur was very proactive yesterday~ Brother, I don't mind if you play hooligans. If you kiss him, you will be Nisan's lover~ Come, come, kiss~"

Seeing Francis approaching, I couldn't help but punch him in the face and kick him hard: "I'm still kissing Matthew Al, we're not lovers either!"

"My brother is different from them~"

"Go to hell, you bastard, you're telling me what happened yesterday, and I'll start a war with you!"

"So you still remember, Little Arthur~"

"...shut up...I don't want to hear it."

I swear I'm not human after I'm drinking!

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Third person vision.

It was rare for Al to see Arthur angry, not to mention that he beat himself when he was angry. Although he was not convinced, Al knew that Arthur would go to drink when he was angry.

Al was also worried, and decided to pick Arthur back, and brought some food to prevent Arthur from starving.

Arthur will definitely be moved by the hero coming! ! !

With such a mood, Al looked for one hotel after another, until he heard the news that a thick-browed Englishman had gone to a bar, and Al couldn't wait to rush over.

"Arthur hero I..."

He saw, the man he liked, the man who also liked him.

Kissed someone else.

【"Does brother love me?"

"Of course, I like Al very much."

"...Is that so?" Like Ah, "Can my brother stay with Al all the time?"

"Huh?" This made me feel a bit embarrassed, "I... well, of course we are family."

"Yes, we are family."]

Even my family, Arthur, won't be by my side forever.

"Sir, your things have fallen!" A person called Al.

Al looked back at the bag of food and smiled: "Really, throw it away."

In the future, there will be opportunities to send food to Arthur.

after independence.

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☆, War of Independence

I got a notification from my supervisor when I got home.

Al declares war on me.

"..."

He officially declared me a war of independence.

I never thought this moment would come so fast.

So close to suffocating.

I wrote I love him with tears but he wanted to erase these words.

【"... Efforts may not necessarily lead to success, but doing nothing will change nothing."】

I wanted to change history, so I chose to meet Al.

I pinned it all on Al, but...

I failed.

History here made a blow to me to express his absoluteness.

"How can I admit that he is independent...he is my younger brother!"

The boss looked at me and I shook my head emotionally and helplessly: "Arthur...he is also a country..."

"……"But……

That's my brother too... my family...

Why does it become like this...

I obviously... worked hard...

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News soon came that France had recognized American independence.

"That bastard" I threw the pen on the ground angrily, "I didn't even admit what he admitted...that red wine bastard!"

"Master of the motherland..."

"……what……"

"It's time to fight."

"..."

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(I.e.

It started again.

Damn it, it's time to live by stealth.

I was hit on the left shoulder, but not very deeply.

I rushed past I don't know how many people saw Al.

It never occurred to me that Al and I would be at gunpoint.

"Arthur, I still hope to be free. I want to be officially independent from your house."

Al pointed the gun at me and said.

"I will not allow you to be independent!"

why...why are you like this...

Wouldn't it be nice for us to go to see Blue Daisy together, eat together, and sing together?

I don't understand.

I rushed over and stabbed his gun and knocked his gun away.

He was surprised for a moment but then looked at me with a serious expression.

I gritted my teeth and pointed the gun at his heart: "So you are still too tender, you know?!"

Al: "..."

"Damn... you bastard..."

It was clearly aimed at his heart, but why does my heart hurt so much...

"I simply... can't do anything to you..."

How could I want you to die.

How could I... see you die in front of me...

In an instant, I knew I had lost.

Lost from the second my heart hurts.

But my heart... has been in pain since he told me [I want to be independent].

I sat helplessly in the wetlands as the rain hit me.

It was the first time I was so embarrassed, even if I lost the fight with Francis, I wouldn't be like this, even when John died, I didn't kneel and cry.

I may feel hopeless.

My friends, my family...all left me.

Al suddenly knelt down in front of me, took me into his arms and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"hero I'll have you." We can always be together.

The author has something to say: Day... I wrote this chapter... I feel uncomfortable...

And thanks again to Extroverted Loneliness and Yi Ni Yuan and Fei Zi Jiang! ! ! !

☆, Canada Matthew

【"Does that brother like Al?"】

【"like."】

【"elder brother!"】

【"Alright, alright, let's go home together."】

I remember holding his hand.

That day, our hands were tightly held together.

Today, our guns stand against each other.

I pushed Al away to get him away from me.

"Alfred F. Jones."

"……what?"

"Your name is Alfred, I will give you a name now - Alfred F. Jones." I wiped away the blood from the corner of my mouth and looked at Al, "F, foster expresses my love for you [foster (non-blood) upbringing], Jones expresses my respect for you."

"I...and you..."

"It's no longer a relative."

I never thought that I would say this to Al.

I never thought that Al would look at me with such an expression one day.

I am the country.

But my heart...is forever human.

Why... I have to encounter such a thing.

I just want, want to have a brother, a family who can accompany me.

Be small, be smart, be good.

Some beat and cursed at their younger brother, and some believed that the younger brother took away what was rightfully theirs.

But now, all I want is a younger brother.

Why... is it so difficult.

Why... the country wants to be independent so much.

Am I not doing enough?

War of Independence.

End.

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"Master Arthur, you are injured... please go to the treatment room."

"I don't need it." I said lightly, because I felt that I had no strength, "I want... to go home."

I want to go home.

Back to my original home.

There is a father, a mother, me, a younger brother and a younger sister.

"Lord Arthur!" The nurse stopped in front of my mother with a very anxious expression, "Your injury is really serious, please go and have a look!"

"thanks……"

But I... don't want to go to the hospital.

I don't want to go to that place at all.

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I dragged my exhausted body back to the room and collapsed on the chair.

I don't know what I'm thinking or what I should be thinking right now.

...Finally, is it over?

"elder brother???"

A warm little hand grabbed my cold palm wet by rain.

I was stunned, and when I looked up, I saw Matthew crying.

"Brother, brother..."

"Hey, hey..." I stroked his soft hair helplessly, "It's me who was hurt, why are you crying?"

"Brother, do you hurt?" Matthew's tears kept flowing, and he touched the wound on my shoulder.

I retracted in pain.

"Did... Al hit it?" Little Matthew hugged me, "Does it hurt?"

"...It really hurts."

Matthew.

The only thing I can rely on.

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After a few days, someone came the news.

Matthew burned down the White House in the United States for me, and fought with Francis, who supported American independence.

The author has something to say: the one I wrote on when I first discovered Al was Al F. Jones, and that one has been changed by me.

As for the statement of f is just a folklore, it cannot be said to be in the original work.

☆, flower language parting

"Sun Ke, wake up...it's time to get up and eat."

In a daze, I felt someone calling me again.

This voice is so familiar, so affectionate, so nostalgic... It feels like I haven't heard it for a long time.

"Are you my mother..."

I haven't felt sheltered since I was a country.

Because I am someone who protects others.

"I am Wang Yao, your motherland."

My motherland, China.my second mother.

I couldn't see him clearly and couldn't even open my eyes.

"Will we meet?" I took his hand and asked him, afraid that I would lose consciousness in the next second.

"You are Sun Ke..."

"Or the British Empire?"

he ask me.

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Sun Ke...the British Empire...

Humanity... Country...

"elder brother?"

A call woke me up.

Matthew caught the towel that fell from my forehead and patted my back: "Brother, did you have a nightmare?"

"...It's okay." I looked at Canada, who had grown up, with a wry smile, "It's just... I dreamed of a country."

"Who?"

"My name is Wang Yao, and he is a very beautiful person."

I don’t know how many years have passed as a country. I forgot my mother’s appearance, my mother’s voice, the names of my younger brothers and sisters, and even my own face is blurred.

But I don't know why, I always remember some historical memories, my motherland at that time, and the politics that my teacher told me at that time.

As if on purpose.

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Today is the day that the United States of America's independence is officially signed.

"Yo~ Little Arthur, you're here, brother, I..."

I didn't even bother to pay Francis a walk in front of him, picked up the document on the desk and signed my name on it.

Then put it in front of Al: "What you want, I will give you."

Al looked at me as if he wanted to say something but in the end he didn't say it.

I didn't even want to talk to him, and seeing that he didn't know what to say, I opened the door and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, I gave Francis a hard look and slammed the door again.

Francis: "..." It's over, little Arthur is really angry...

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I came to the garden.

I forgot, - daisies represent happiness.

But the flower language of the blue daisy - parting.

After all, fate tricks people.

I lie down among the blue daisies and close my eyes.

【"We will go to see the daisies together later," Al said with a smile to me, "Just me and Brother Arthur."】

I really seem to say.

How nice it has always been.

I lie in the sea of ​​flowers, as usual.

But I don't have him by my side.

Time to let go.

I thought so.

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"You really came here~"

Al looked at someone sleeping in the flower and smiled, then lay down beside someone.

"Only we can watch together here."

☆, the future in the dream

I don't know why I always dream about Wang Yao recently.

I rarely meet Wang Yao, and I forget how long ago I met Wang Yao. When I knew he was from China, I was so excited that I couldn’t speak.

He's really on top and has something that I don't have.

I only met him for business, and after a while I heard that he had closed himself to the outside world.

So, haven't seen him.

But I keep dreaming about him lately.

He was lying on the dragon chair, and the smoke was lingering around him, and he could feel the smoky aroma even in a dream.

His hair was longer than I had ever seen before, and it hung down on the dragon chair, and some of it was in front of his chest, and he just fiddled with it boringly.

"Arthur..."

I heard him calling me, and I couldn't help running to him.

He saw me throwing the pipe in my hand on the ground excitedly, hugged me impatiently and whispered in my ear: "Arthur, I want opium..."

I saw his face... getting more and more haggard.

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"what!"

I was so scared that I sat up on the bed.

"..." This kind of dream again...

This is the first time.

I opened the quilt and went to the balcony to look at the high sun.

I've been feeling burnt out for the past few days since Al started being independent.

There are so many troubles lately.

"Lord Arthur." A man knocked on the door and came in and saw me bow slightly, "The boss is looking for you."

I nodded: "I see, I'll go as soon as I change the clothes hanger."

To be honest, I don't want to see my boss at all, because when my boss calls me, usually nothing good happens.

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"Boss, I'm here."

"You're here, Arthur." The boss pointed to the opposite chair and motioned for me to sit down. "I want to tell you something about our country today."

Me: "Oh..." Don't you talk about this every time you recruit me?

"Did you know? We have a problem with the sale of goods in China."

As soon as I heard the word "China", I suddenly missed a beat and felt nervous all over my body.

"Our country's products don't sell very well in China, but Chinese products are very popular in other countries."

Me: "...so?"

"I want you to open up the Chinese market."

"But China is shutting down the country now!" I immediately refuted the boss's words, and even stood up emotionally, "So we can't communicate with China."

"It's not a problem to close the country," the boss said thoughtfully, then changed the topic, "There is nothing that can't be solved by force."

Me: "... just finished solving the American thing, I don't want to go to war with other people."

"Arthur!"

The boss's voice suddenly increased: "I know, you have a different attitude towards China from before. When it comes to China, you usually want to give way to the other party. If you are an independent person, there is no problem..."

"But you are an independent nation."

here we go again……

Because it is a country.

There are many people to consider.

But...why can't I have my own opinions? I just don't want to fight China? !

"I will not use the arsenal against China, give up!"

I don't know where I got the courage to talk back to my boss, or where I got the courage to slap the table and leave.

But I really don't want to...

Turn dreams into reality.

☆, selfish once

I never know what history he was thinking about.

What is he going to do to make me execute his trajectory.

I feel a little scared.

"Where are you going Arthur?!"

The boss stood up angrily, "Come back!"

"Unless you don't touch China!" I walked out the door without looking back.

But I will never know that my stubbornness, losing my temper, and my resistance are all in the hands of history and time.

Tiny, unable to stand up at all.

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I walked again to relax and walked to John's grave without knowing it. I sat by his grave and bit my lip to calm myself down.

……

I was left alone again.

At first I came here to sit alone, but after a long time, I am still sitting here alone.

"John, my coming may have been a mistake."

I don't know who I'm talking to, maybe I'm talking to myself.

Because I really have no one to complain to, I don't want to pass my negative thoughts on to Matthew, and I don't want to go to Francis who supports Al's independence.

I sat on the slate for a long time, then slowly stood up and looked back at the vine-covered tomb: "Goodbye, old friend, I think I should go to see my own country now."

Maybe something good will happen...

Listen to public opinion, no people want war.

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Bustling streets, harmonious people, magnificent industries.

This is my impression of the British Empire.

but………

"Sir...I haven't eaten for three or three days, pity me..."

"Sir, I can work, as long as you give me food!"

"I can do it too! I can do laundry and cooking! Please, please... hire me."

I walked through the bustling streets and came to places where the nobles would not let me go.

Just a few streets away.

But there is a world of difference.

I looked at the shattered houses, at the children in shabby clothes.

With gray faces and shriveled bodies, I can even imagine how long they haven't bathed or eaten.

Why... so many children are starving...

【"We need more land, better land."】

【"Arthur, you have your own responsibilities as a country."】

【"Do you have the heart... for your people to suffer?"】

"Sir..." A military doctor who pulled me, I could see her tears streaming down her dirty face: "My mother... is pregnant, but hasn't eaten for a few days... Please give me some, Please..."

I:"……"

Maybe, as a country, I'm just too bad.

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"Arthur, are you back?" The boss stopped me as soon as he saw me coming back, "I heard you went to the poor area."

I know what boss means.

【"Do you have the heart...to watch your people suffer?"】

"Do you think I don't know that even if it is carried out to gain benefits, it is only the group of senior executives and nobles?! Those children still don't get any benefits!"

"But you can't deny that there are some benefits for the poor as well."

The boss looked at me quietly.

It was like my first boss was looking at me.

"I...will not attack China..."

I can feel that my heart hurts again.

It's okay to be selfish once in a while.

Be selfish again.

Must change something......

It must be because I didn't work hard enough, I can definitely change something...

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France--

"Oh? Little Arthur still chose not to fight?" Francis raised his eyebrows in surprise, "He is not such a hard-hearted person. If he sees his people suffering, he will not be as calm as you told you."

"But... that's true... Arthur Kirkland doesn't seem to want to attack China no matter what."

"Oh? China~" Francis raised his voice and looked at the scenery outside, "Wang Yao...is a beauty."

Could it be that little Arthur likes Wang Yao?

☆、Francis visit

"Arthur I love you."

He hugged me and kissed every corner of my body.

"Want to have you."

"I long for..."

"Arthur, I long for you."

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I was so scared that I fell off the bed, and the pain made me understand that those scenes just now were just dreams.

...Why do I always have dreams recently, and the dreams are so absurd...

"Master Arthur."

"If the boss asks you to come and let me attack China, you can go back."

As soon as I heard the knock on the door, I was so scared that I hid under the bed. Since that day, my boss has been nagging in my ears about Wang Yao's big fat.

So much so that I don't even want to leave the door of my room now.

"This time, Lord Francis is visiting."

………………

I just dreamed about that guy, why did he suddenly come here now...

"I don't see that Frenchman tell him to go!"

Don't think that I just forget about supporting Al's independence, labor and management will fight with him for the rest of his life, the dead red wine bastard!

The attendant looked at Francis standing next to him speechlessly, thought for a while and said in French: "Master Arthur said...he is not fit to see you."

The attendant silently praised his translation.

"Hahaha, you don't have to say that, I can understand English naturally,