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"Klaus, Mr. Frederick, can I leave this to you?

"Aye."

"Yes, sir."

Klaus holds his index finger and middle finger and swings it sideways, and Frederick gives a butler's thank-you.

"Oh, you know. Thank you for your treatment!

The girl bows her head to the waggan with a peck.

It's to Waggan, not Rhutier.

"It's Fujichima's favor. Glad we're all saved."

"Yes!"

The girl with her hands in front of her chest reveals joy all over her body.

But she never tries to keep an eye on Lütier.

"Right. That's Lord Fujima."

"Whoops!

The girl's face clouds. I see, you hated fur or something. Then you were simply scared.

Wagan was speaking in the language of the Principality, but Rütier is in his own language.

So it just sounds like a tiger roaring from her.

"Lütier says, 'It's only with Fujima's activity'"

"Oh, yeah. And I thought... I thought you were barking... sorry!

Just fine, bad for Wagan and Rhutier......

He nodded cocklessly as if he was "comfortable" with Maluburg.

"Titania, can I count on the help of the Klaus and the others?

"Yeah!"

That's why me and Maluburg are leaving for my home after the rally hall.

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"I'll serve you something to drink. Can you sit there, please?

"I'm sorry. Thanks."

Maluburg sits down a little on the couch.

If you just stood there like this without talking, you'd be like an angel. There must be a lot of people fooled by that look.

Whatever... I'll make it coffee, and he'll have... yeah, peach juice, okay?

I know. Actually, he loves sweets. Heh, heh.

When he eats something sweet, he gives it a little mouth.

"Josie, I don't know what you're thinking, but it's on your face."

"Huh?"

"You may be a virtue, but you're not fit for belly art."

"Well, yeah."

I laugh bitterly and hand him a glass of juice.

"So, what do you want to hear?

That's Maluburg. Talk fast.

"Just to be sure, you can mean that the first" certain person, "" lord, "and" girl just now "all refer to the same person."

"Yeah."

"That kid, he said he was referring to you as his brother... is he my sister-in-law?

"You're asking because you want it to be, aren't you?

"Ahhh, I knew it"

Yeah. I thought you would.

First of all, there is no real sister in Maluburg. There are only four brothers above him.

So, she came to call me brother about him. I wanted to think maybe one of my brothers was married and...

I see. You wouldn't be a "lord" if you were my wife.

No, it's not like this world has decided that a man will be a lord. But it's impossible for my wife to be a lord instead of the son of the principal duke of the principality, right?

That means.

That kid... is definitely the fruit brother of Maluburg.

You're so cute... it's like a bell ringing to your voice...

Shake your head with a blurb and hold your head.

"You preferred a kid like that idiot brother?

"Oh, no, that's why..."

"Well, it's not like you're going to be respected for building a harem, and you're not going to be repelled."

"Wait, wait! It's like I'm surrounding a bunch of girls."

The conversation is heading in a disturbing direction.

I don't want this guy. We need to change the subject.

I cough like a cohon and a wasp, then drink coffee with a clear face.

"Felix doesn't have that much territory. Because he's four men, and he's only fifteen. It's a place to try."

"You mean you're expected to be a future lord"

"I hope so..."

That's not how I thought it would react.

I heard from Klaus' information that he and his other brothers were not close. Does a girl like that feel like an asshole, even in the back?

I tried to open my mouth. I took control of my desk, and Maluburg keeps the word.

"He's not fatally suited to the lord. It's still better than taking on a political hub in the center..."

"Oh, really..."

"Personality itself is a better person than I am if you meditate on women's clothing hobbies. But he's also the fourth duke in the bend. Just good people then..."

"Are you still saying that now? I suppose that means if you have a big territory in the future and become the head of a civilian, you'll have trouble."

"Right. He's too innocent in everything. You don't know what to suspect..."

"Well, I can't imagine."

"Right. For example... if I tell him the spear is coming down, he'll panic."

"Yeah, yeah!

"You don't think so, do you? But it's true."

Maruburg exhales.

Well then, isn't it hard to do the job of using people... to be fooled and terminated immediately?

"I was entrusted with a small city and some villages, but it seems like we were doing pretty well there,"

"It's hard if you're not too blessed with your men..."

"Right."

"Maluburg, she... not... what happened to him, uh, Felix's territory?

"I haven't heard any details yet. Think with me when you ask."

"Okay. Why don't we invite him and you over for dinner today?"

"Yeah. Well, I'll get Felix. Can we do this in about two hours?

"Ooh."

Do you want to listen to Felix and then talk to everyone else?

About the goblins, about his territory... there's so much I want to ask.

And... as a result, what am I going to do?

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Shit.

I didn't think about cooking at all.

Unfortunately, my culinary skills have not improved in any way since I came to the other world.

I'm ordering the right ingredients and eating what I can make all the time.

Wagan and Titania will eat anything.

If you were worried about putting your arms together, there would be a noise opening the door to the entrance.

It was Waggan who came.

"Thank you, Waggan. Leave it to me."

"No, I was able to treat all the injured, and I had nothing to do, so don't worry about it"

"Ooh."

"What's going on? I was roaring in arms."

"I was wondering what kind of dish to cook."

"You call someone?

"Yeah, I was hoping to talk to Maruburg and Felix."

"Hmm."

Waggan put his arms around him just like I do, and silence flows for a while.

As a result, the menu was the same as usual, wondering if stew would be fine.

Did you smell it when you were cooking? Titania also comes, and the stew can be up before Maluburg and the others arrive.

They either took care of me or ate first and told me they were upstairs.

Nothing. I don't mind if they ask me about my conversation with the Maluburgs, but I'm glad you care about this!

- Ping-Poon.

"Ho. I'm coming!"

The bell rings and I pick up Maluburg and Felix.