Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Soft sunshine plunges into the sleeping table along with shabby, well-opened curtains, slowly emerging consciousness from sleep at the intensity of the light you feel even with your eyelids closed. In an increasingly clear consciousness, to the intensity of the sun I feel on my skin, oh, I think it's a beautiful day.

The warm sun you plug in makes you feel comfortable and want to sleep twice, but you feel your appetite surpass your sleeping appetite for the scent of a delicious breakfast that spreads through the room, waking up and rubbing your unfocused eyes out of your bedroom.

"- Good morning, Master Doyle."

"... good morning"

Relax your waking body with Bakibaki as you exchange morning greetings with Balad.

Accommodation was also successfully completed and returned to school for the first day today. On the first day of the holiday given to heal the fatigue of the accommodation, the teasing air was pleasant and sunny.

Day 2 of the sleepover.

To describe the aftermath of the slaughter of Marnagarm is a "tough one".

Exciting war fools, Ballad soliciting words that I'm not sure if I'm worried or praised, and Master Gray, who's coming to throw it all up. I don't care how many spears you had wrapped around you, you said it was okay. "No, no, because it's possible!" Seniors Leo and Sana 'a play around in frozen surroundings looking for injuries. Teacher Terrail in haste to get in touch with the other teachers and Teacher Das running to confirm the survival of Marnagarm and the rest of them in one piece.

Right after I got my whole life into nine deaths, I had no choice but to do so, but anyway, it was already a difficult situation to clean up.

"- Well, what was it that said, 'It must have been okay, right?'? How can you take them down by yourself!? It wouldn't be possible! Explain it!"

"No, even if I told you to explain..."

"What is this situation!? Why is the forest frozen with such a blow!? Besides, you think Marnagarm is a total nuisance!? Don't be ridiculous, Doyle!!!

If I let Master Gray stand up, the next moment he returns to me, Gray grabs me by the chest and shakes me up. Apparently he was too surprised by all sorts of things to turn into anger, and Master Gray stubbornly grabbed my chest and said, "Explain it!" and it was approaching.

"I don't care what you say -" Dear Doyle!

"Baba, Balad"

"All is well, Master Doyle! I was wondering if Master Doyle would be okay if he said he was okay, but not when Marnagarm bit me in the arm!

When I have trouble responding to Master Gray, I get a gasp on my empty hand. "Now who!? When I looked at the tip of my grabbed hand, Ballado was holding my hand so that I didn't know if it was touching or worrying, and I said," You're in trouble! "and I get evil in my heart.

As I struggle with the angry Master Gray and the tearful Ballad out of worry and emotion, Senior Leo comes to me with Jin and a medicine box excited about the worse things in between.

"Dear Doyle! It was a great fight! I know very well that I can't deal with Master Doyle, but make sure you fight me again!

"Talk to you later, Spitz! I don't think that's the time! Ugh, what about the arms!? Do you have arms on you?

Like Senior Leo to Jin, who's going to sign up for a rematch with his tail shaken with a boom. "Now's not the time!" and evil in my heart. In the meantime, Senior Leo was gentle with his left arm opposite to the hand Ballado was grasping, but when he gripped and fixed it so tightly that the expression Gasi seemed to fit, he had begun to examine for any abnormalities.

"" Wow! Glitter on one side -!!

"Wait! There could still be a guy alive, so it's dangerous!

I can't afford to stop Seniors Ljeci and Sana 'a from running out of fun voices that don't fit in. As I watched Dr. Dass rush after the two of them who had yet to start playing where Scors' bodies would roll, I thought from the bottom of my heart that I wanted to go with them.

But there's no way there's a change in the status quo where I hoped for how much. Fixed to the right, the left, the front and the three of us, I couldn't get around. I asked for help and looked around, but there was no such thing.

"Dear Doyle! Why aren't there any scratches? Impossible!"

"Dear Doyle! If you don't like matching, be sure to give us some guidance!

"Dear Doyle! I thought it was okay, but still Balad's chest was about to crush with worry! I really relied on your word that you would protect Master Doyle, but in the future, you will shield me - -!

"Doyle! Anyway, throw up everything you're hiding right now!

.................. It was chaos.

Even this sleepover will anger Lady Gray, we will talk about the past, we will encounter the Demon King. There was a lot going on, but if you think your life is finally in danger, it's that trick from everyone.

I was well aware that you were worried about me, but I wouldn't be bad at being distracted by the fact that it was something intense, albeit high-altitude accommodation, while Gray grabbed and rocked my chest.

Then he said, "I'll talk to you when I get home!" I managed to convince Master Gray to go and collect Seniors Lyochi, telling him that Senior Leo was really okay, and that I would "next time" Jin and forgive Balad for praising me with a high voice.

By the time all those things were packed up, the sun was full, and we had spent our last night with the teachers specially, who had already been chased down, albeit by Marnagarm, and the next day we headed to the rendezvous point without any particular problems and the accommodation was over.

And it was last night that I crossed Bran again and returned to school. And today tomorrow is the holiday so that we can rest our tired bodies at the sleepover and replenish the depleted weapons and various groceries.

It was a great help during the sleepover, and since it's a corner, Balad told me yesterday to like this holiday, but Balad, who works to take care of me with a good sense of self, is the same as ever in the eyes of his squire.

"Dear Doyle,"

"Thanks"

I wash my back face on the sleeping table, thanking Balad for offering me a set of washers stocked with lukewarm water almost at the same time as I finish loosening my body. If I wiped my face with a fluffy towel and finally looked at the room with a crisp head, there would have been a delicious breakfast for one person at the candy table prepared by the side of the bedroom.

If you get up from your bedroom to the table so that you can stimulate and suck your appetite into the nice scent of freshly baked scones, Ballado, who cleaned up a set of sinks at some point, pulled the chair, so you keep your hands on a breakfast with seats.

"Would you like a drink?

"... tea."

"Yes, sir."

While scraping the amber tea poured at the same time as the reply, if you look behind the ballad slightly, you can see that besides the tea, two types of juice with fruit and something milky are available. Then if you drop your gaze on hand, a breakfast that reminds the salad and omelet of the hotel room service called a set of scones.

And if you just turn your gaze to the side, Ballad sticks around all the time wanting to miss the opportunity to bake care with a happy grin. Ballad, who is concentrating on my every move, hasn't seen a change since the beginning of his admission to the Higher Education Department, and provides me with an endless service every day that is no different from my parents'.

".................. sorry to wake up so late"

"There is no annihilation either. Instead, I can see Master Doyle's sleeping face and so on. I'm doomed. - Mm-hmm! After such a harsh sleepover, no one complains about spending a day or so asleep today."

"You've had a rough time. I'm not used to fighting. You're probably more tired, right? It's a holiday in the corner, so you can rest without taking care of me, too, Ballado?

"No, I won't say no, such as letting Doyle use the dining room where the average student also uses it! Besides, I am always the one to take care of Master Doyle!

"Oh well."

"Yes!"

I'm uncomfortable with the gaze I'm observing this one. I'll tell Ballado to rest anyway. But with a good smile, he turned down the offer, and I said anything more than that would stop me.

After a similar question before, I told Ballado that he didn't have to do it because he could change his clothes and so on. 'If you're unhappy with me, don't hesitate to tell me. I'll fix it right away!' Cause I've been crying.

As far as I'm concerned, Ballado doesn't have to take care of me, and to be honest, it's easier and preferable to dine with Lutze and the others than to take care of Ballado because of his exhaustion. Besides, since I was a student once in my life, it was a late offer to Balad himself to enjoy school life rather than taking care of me, but as an attendant, it seems, of course, that not taking care of my husband was a lot out of Balad.

Ultimately it's like, 'Don't I need it anymore!?' I have experience that has even been said.

It was a great sword screen.

Just a lover who was cut out for a goodbye: 'What shouldn't have been mine!?' It is a distant sight to remember Balad, who proclaims.

I honestly pulled a little on Balad's sword screen at that time, but of course I didn't complain about Balad's work, so I explained it to him and got nothing. And it is now a good memory that Balad's enthusiasm to apply to his squire's duties was then told. Since then, I've learned in depth that Ballado shouldn't say no when he wants to take care of me.

I don't think it would be exaggerated to just turn down the assistance of everyday life, but from Balad's point of view, it seems to have been a huge problem involved in selling vouchers as a squire. Apparently, at that time, Balad mistakenly thought I had been offered time, a story he had heard from the Lutzes at a later date.

Why Balad made such a mistake is due to the way nobles and squires are in this school.

First of all, the dormitories of this high place are roughly divided into areas inhabited by ordinary students, and areas inhabited by students of the aristocratic class and their relatives. Both sides are free to come and go, but as an implicit understanding, it is not the first thing to step into an aristocratic area even though the average student is useless.

In addition, joint facilities such as canteens and large baths are set up between the two areas, and there are personnel to provide services such as service so that students of aristocratic classes do not have difficulty using them. However, noble class students rarely use common spaces, no matter how well equipped and serviced they are.

Because the room where the nobles live has a bathroom, and the meal is brought from the dining room by a squire to his master's room, as Balad is now doing. By the way, he seems to disqualify as a squire if he doesn't do this, and "I can't believe I can't take care of my husband properly" can be seen with white eyes among students who make their squire and their entourage their business.

Though I am an adult, I am not officially succeeding to the title, but I am a half-service hungry ghost studying, so I feel that it would be better to let them use joint facilities with the average student in the sense of fostering co-ordination and autonomy, but from the aesthetics of my servants, they don't either.

It seems that this area is part of Balad's selling voucher as an attendant. According to their attendants, even though they enrolled together to take care of their husband, there is no way to bother him with his legs and hands, and if he makes his husband live the same life as the average student, he will be anxious about his existential significance.

It's the right way to take care of your servants than it is to take care of your husband. For this reason, it is rare for students of aristocratic class to show up in joint facilities.

Some noblemen rarely eat in the dining room, but most often to dictate their friendship with their men and students in negotiation, as I did when I had dinner with the Lutzes before, and noblemen don't step in for any other reason.

It's just that sometimes, like Jin, my husband's escort is unsuitable for assisting me with my life at my main job, but in such cases, I can borrow the waiters, etc. provided by the school side for a fee, and they take care of the top waiters hired by the school.

I think it's quicker to do it all myself, but leaving all my care to my servants and entourages is also necessary for the nobles who use people, and I try not to refuse to take care of Ballado as much as I can since my husband was taught, of course, that how much I am entrusted with the private part of my master is a kind of status of squire.

However, Balad seems to want me to insist on being the Duke's house when it comes to something, and seeing the gaps makes me want to dress up gorgeously or have a tea party to show off my authority, so I need to be very careful around it.

You want to let me know that I'm an Aginis heir, but if I graduate anyway, I don't like it, but I have to, so that kind of aristocratic way of standing out is all I need right now. Differences in perceptions with Balad around here will be deeply shared by grandfathers and fathers who are usually asked to do the same by the Loeb family.

Humans are unsuitable, and even if they understand the need, there are things they don't want to do.

"- Master Doyle protected us in the first place, so we don't have to worry about Ballado because he's not in trouble. Faced with no step forward Marnagarm, you are as ambitious as a god of war! That's all, or Doyle-like ambition with that Marnagarm amputated! In honor of His Royal Highness Gray, Doyle, who was transformed into a silver world around her, was so beautiful as to be cold, it was like a single painting! I was just able to see such a fantastic Doyle, and Ballad...!"

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While I skip thinking from the way my husband and his squire are to the House of Robes, who ask the Aginis to behave as a duke, I quietly carry my breakfast into my mouth, thinking I screwed up Ballado, who has gone into praise mode. Not to worry about my attitude like that, but Ballado was praising me hard that day with a sloppy look.

.................. I'm not tired of it.

Balad's This is not what started now, but I think with half admiration that you don't get tired of it every time.

On the way home, to the habit of letting Luce and the rest of us, Seniors Eleonora and Amaro know how I was when I confronted the Demon King all the way around, is there still some recoil that the sleepover's touching cold ballads made adults during the sleepover, once switched on, they don't come back inside.

I hope it's over by the time I finish eating, with a small zero sigh on the rampant ballad all the way after the sleepover.

But at the same time, I was happy to have the same time this way.

It's really good to have you back safely.

I get zero grin at Balad looking fine without any injuries.

Normally, Balad is about to go into praise mode and lose his mind at the same time, but today I'm going to hammer him into memorabilia that has been heard so much that he can tap into his ears since the sleepover. I'm surprised because I usually feel loved by what Ballad's runaway time is just listening.

I spent my breakfast time watching Ballado heat up even more to my gavel, thinking about things I would never normally think I could hang out with him once in a while.