A Sword Master Childhood Friend Power Harassed Me Harshly, So I Broke Off Our Relationship And Make

"Feen! You've said so many times that the way you swing a sword isn't! I wonder why it can't be so easy."

When I was waving my sword outside the inn, I was called out from behind containing anger.

The Lord of Voices was Alfine, who is my childhood friend and dating as a lover.

The pitch-black eyes that captivate the beholder, the fine skin of the skin that mesmerizes the man, and the lips that emit a pleasant voice in the ear glow demonically.

The supple body, forged by swordsmanship, had a deflected chest and lustrous dark hair stretched to the waist.

The extinct beauty, who would stretch under the nose of ten out of ten if a man saw it, was Alfine.

Besides, she became an amazing swordsman with the title of Kensei, who had only three in the world, and was also a nobleman who was Syrian as a knight of the kingdom.

Goddess of the sword, completely unmistakable - that was the appreciation from the general public given to Alfine.

But that is the assessment of someone who only knows the face of Alfine's table.

From me, who is a childhood tame and lover, such is the only appearance of Alfine wearing a cat externally.

The original girlfriend was a troublesome woman with bad personality wagamama and self-centered thoughts, far from the beauty of her appearance.

"Alfine... I told you I don't understand the way you coach me"

"I can't be serious about giving my opinion on my guidance to you, Finn!? Do you understand your position?

I'm an adventurer.

Of course, so is Alfine.

Born and raised as childhood tamers in the same village, even after we went out into the city together and became adventurers, we partied and had adventures together, and now we are also lovers.

But no matter what I do, I don't care about Alfine, and every time I can do anything, I end up getting cursing gossip from the top of my eyes.

That was the pain, but until now I have put it to my chest and put up with it.

She spits out what she wants to say, and as soon as this one apologizes to her low profile, she's in a better mood, as if nothing had happened before.

Still, I remember when I was a kid or when I was a freshman adventurer, I also had a slightly calmer tone than I do now.

But it also gained Kensei's title and aristocratic status, which has increased her stress, and these days she bites her nails if she hasn't cleared her pussy by turning me into a stress reliever three times a day to get cursed and murmured.

I've cautioned over and over again to stop biting my nails, but every time they tell me not to give me an opinion on Feen's part, the more grumpy it heats up.

"The Unusable One Who Doesn't Do Well Whatever You Do," "It's Embarrassing Being With Feen As A Kindergarten," "But You're Going Out With My Grace, So Be Absolutely Submissive With Thanks, Right?"

They threw those words at me every day, and I realized I was losing confidence as an adventurer, as a man, as a human being.

I lived my days as a slave to Alfine without realizing it.

A caregiver with the name of lover who is in her mood and takes care of her life in general.

That's who I am now.

"I know. I'm Alfine's lover and partner."

I saw a mockery on Alfine's face as soon as I could.