Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Black Knight

The next day.

Upon getting up early, I came out after preparing to go out. I dressed comfortably. You don't have to wear your armor unless you're going to replace it.

- Bloop.

Just yesterday, I took out the directions that Saint gave me, confirmed my position, and headed that way.

"Ugh."

My steps were so fast that I could get there quickly, even though it was far away. The appointment is in front of a bar within this range. Are you here too early? The Saint was not yet here.

So I leaned against the wall moderately and hit the time.

"..."

Winter was now the last thing.

All the snow on the street was cleared, but there was still white snow on the roof, and not all the pimples were melting, so the water was falling.

Somewhere, however, water is flowing on the rock-packed floor to see if snow is melting in bulk. It's so shallow that it won't suck too much, but it spills and splashes.

Your calves will get wet.

Now that we're out, let's get some food and get back early. The Saint called me to rest, but I can't keep sticking around unnoticed.

- Another angle.

I was waiting for that thought, and soon I heard an oral voice. I can't believe I'm shifting my gaze towards you.

The Saint was walking.

"Are you here?"

He covered himself with a white cape that went right down to the bottom of his pelvis, and wore a hood on the cape and was wearing a white mask.

This feels like a celebrity avoiding paparazzi.

I was wearing a glossy white high heeled longboot that covered my calf, and the other way around, my white thighs were all exposed, making me feel like I was missing a fashion underwear.

In any case, it is visible to anyone who knows how to sell frozen meat.

- Arrest.

Soon the Saint came and stood beside me.

- Aggravation.

I smelled refreshing when I sprayed my perfume.

"... you kept me waiting."

"I haven't waited long. You seem to be very good at concealing your identity, aren't you?"

"A lot of people get tired of it."

"Then let's go. I'm hungry."

"Oh, my God. You're going to have to wear a boat. We'll leave right away."

"Yes."

The Saint began to walk first, and I followed him.

- Another angle.

She stood in front of me and walked, and suddenly she stopped and looked at me.

"..."

"Saint?"

The Saint, who was staring at me for a while, smiled and shook his head.

"Oh, my gosh. Do you really want to put your arms in it? I'll allow it."

Then he put out his arm.

It's like the end of a princess.

"Uh-huh, no, what a joke. It's okay."

"I can't believe I missed this opportunity. You don't have to make any speeches."

"It's okay."

Anyway, I started by standing next to the Saint and walking the streets naturally talking like this. The topic of the conversation was about pagans and demons and stuff like that. We're talking about Shrdik and Mirkesha.

- Another angle.

- Bugs and bumps.

But when I walked, I felt strange.

"Uh, Saint."

I immediately stopped the Saint after noticing the fame.

"But why?"

"Didn't you go straight to the restaurant? I think this is a different direction."

This wasn't the direction of the restaurant.

Did the Saint mislead the way?

"Ah, I'm not going to that restaurant. That's why it's so hard to keep going to one place."

"Is that so? Where are we going today?"

There was some good food there.

- Yikes.

At that moment, the Saint looked at me with a provocative smile.

"A quieter place."

"Is there someplace quieter than that restaurant?"

A psychopath who suffers from a frenzied paranoia of noise can't be quieter than a restaurant without a silent room made entirely conscious of the delusion that aliens attack their souls with sound waves.

"This is the house of the Saint."

"Yes? Home?"

"Wonderful?"

The Saint's house?

"No, didn't you say you lived at the Bronze Society convent last time?"

"What, what?"

When I asked her, she said that she was shocked as if she had stepped back.

"Hmm, hmm... It's shocking that Paladin was sewing up the residence of the Saint I saw. Can you walk a little further? Not that I'm not happy, but a little bit."

"Oh, Saint, you're a good joke. I'm afraid I'll forget that."

"Hugh, I'm kidding."

"I thought the liver was falling."

More jokes.

She said she came back towards me.

"Well, I certainly lived in a convent until before. But this Saint needs a personal space rather than a collective living environment. It was only recently that I realized it. If you stay at the convent, you'll be called to sleep."

Oh, my God.

"Ah."

What are you calling the Sleeping Saint? This is why I'm chewing. I'm just calling because it's time to rest, but I can't rest properly. Certainly the Saint needs a home.

"This is the first time the Saint has ever come into the house."

The provocative smiling Saint approached me and said, I'm sure it's my first time, but... will you be invited to Saint's house today?

I was just thinking about crunching meat at the restaurant.

"How much do you think it would cost to convert this glory into money?"

The Saint at the end of the Princess' Soldier asked me that, and I immediately replied.

"I think I can buy a few mines."

"No, is that it?"

At this moment, wrinkles appear in the Saint's eyes.

"How many Rare Metal Mines are expensive?"

"What, what? Huhu, huhu.. Ah, I thought you were talking about Iron Mine. I'm sure that's the right price."

It corrects quickly, causing wrinkles to disappear and a smile to appear. Whatever it is, women like to be praised.

So I stood next to the Saint and walked again.

However, this is the situation where the Saint invited me home. Why don't you invite him home all of a sudden instead of serving him a meal?

- Tspot.

Claudie's words passed through her head, but... no way? If there is something like this, there is no way Claudie could have misunderstood it.

"Oh, wait a minute."

As she was walking, the Saint stood still and bent her back.

"..."

I'm tying up my shoelaces again. Do you intend to tighten it? I thought the posture would reveal the back of my thigh. I stood there and covered the Saintess. You're too defenseless.

"... that's it."

The Saint tried to stand up to make sure it was all tied up.

- Wheezing!

"Argh!"

Immediately, I caught the Saint by exercising my impulse to slip the heel and try to fall.

"Aiku, Saint. Be careful. High heels are dangerous."

"Ah... thank you."

"It's nothing."

For me, being a rookie is nothing like this.

- Dagdaek!

"Get out of my way!"

Right then, the wagon that was running from the other side had been rushing in front of us. When you look at the trajectory, it doesn't hit.

By the way.

- Taxology!!

As the wagon passed by, the water was flowing.

There's water everywhere.

"Asuraphahemia."

- Huung!!

I immediately struck my fist with the opposite hand, not with the hand holding the Saint, and lifted up the wind to eliminate the thunderbolt that was flying.

"Son of a bitch!! If you fry water on a man, you're in trouble!!"

"... Paladin. It's okay."

Despite my cry, the wagon disappeared to the other side. The Saint said it was okay, so I moved on. I would have ripped it off if it was usual.

"Where didn't you get wet?"

"Ah... a little wet."

Seeing that the water splashed a little, the bottom of the Saint's Cape was wet. I must have blown away all the lightning, but I felt a little wet about how much it splashed.

"Ouch."

Whether there was a lot of dirt in the snowmelted water or not, a black stain appeared on the white clothes.

You're in trouble.

"Is this okay?"

"Hm... It's not good, but going home doesn't really matter. Now let's get going."

"Yes."

Let's walk fast.

* * *

The Saint's house was built in a very expensive neighborhood, and the building itself looked really expensive. How can you live alone in such a luxurious mansion? It's a remarkable gift.

"Isn't it a good place? I used to buy it for investment purposes, and somehow I didn't leave the property, so I decided to just use it by the Saint I saw."

"Stay here until you get out of the property. Why did you stay at the convent?"

"It's not far. It's easier for you to get to work. As I said before, I have never thought about personal space because I have not been particularly tired."

The Saint took the key out of her arms and opened the front door immediately.

We went inside.

"Take off your shoes."

"Yes."

The inside was very wide. Overall, it felt very luxurious because it was decorated in red and gold.

Do you like to decorate?

"Wow, what kind of house does this look like?"

"A woman who sits in the position of Saint should live with that dignity."

"That's exactly what he said."

I took my coat off and put it on my forearm as I spoke. I'm wearing only short sleeves inside. Is the house temperature moderate?

- Yikes.

Following the Saint, she opened the door of a room. I naturally went inside, and I saw a red bed.

"..."

It was a medium-sized room.

A room the size of which would be very pleasant to sleep in if you slept alone.

There was a carpet on the floor and a red sheet on the bed, as well as a luxurious red duvet and pillow. What was in the middle of the room was a circular table. There are two chairs, with a slight sunlight coming from a window with a slightly shiny curtain.

"Haa..."

Upon entering the room, the Saint took off his cape. I thought I might wear underwear, but I was wearing hot pants in a white blouse that fits my body line.

"Today, let this Saint do his hand service."

So the uncapped Saint sweeps the roaring blonde back and looks at me. No, but isn't this the inner room?

"Oh, yes. I'm looking forward to it."

"Of course you have to expect it."

"But isn't this the inner room?"

"Is there a problem?"

Not a lot of trouble.

If you put an exotic man in the room, you can use it.

"Oh, maybe."

The Saint who looked at my face clenched his head to the side with a distinctive provocative smile.

"You don't think our paladins are impure, do you?"

"Can I be punished? Of course not."

"Of course I will. Paladin declared last time that he did not consider this Saint to be such a target."

I used to say that.

It felt like a little bit of respect for it.

- Nod.

The Saint nodded his head that what he had said was satisfactory. It's a sentiment I can't even handle.

"Then wait here for a moment."

"Are you waiting here?"

Can we wait for food to get out of here?

Oh, isn't that why you can't rest?

It takes a lot of labor to cook.

I have to do the dishes.

"How could you not be a little wet?"

But the answer I heard was unexpected.

"I'm going to wash up briefly, so I'm going to take a break."

Yes?

What is it?

"You come here to wash?"

"My waist and hips are a little wet. I feel bad. I have to take a shower."

"..."

No, but I have...

"Well, even if you peek, Paladin will forgive you, but you will lose your trust, so I hope you don't do that."

"No, I don't know what it means."

"I'm joking."

- Yikes.

So the Saint opened the door and left. - Choking. The door is closed right away. I was left alone in the room of the Saint of Sledge, so I sat on the floor.

"..."

Claudie's words capture my spirit.

- Saint wants me.

Are you sure the Saint...?

I don't feel like it when I look at the situation. Even if you invited me to your house where no one is, you stuck me in the room and you went to wash... no. You're going to take a shower? I think it's tempting to just look at the feeling, but when I see something so blatant, I think of something else.

But when I looked back, I had a lot of jokes that seemed to seduce me with this feeling even when the two of you came out.

"..."

Saying that the Saint wants me... it's starting to get extremely bothered.

What if it's real?

No, I'm not.

It's a guess.

You must be acting selflessly because you trust me.

But if there is a saying, let's try the assumption as Claudie told us.

"..."

Time passed in such a heavy atmosphere.

- I'll give you a line.

I felt like I was sweating on my back. As the heart starts to beat faster and faster... I keep tilting my mind in that direction.

- Yikes.

Soon the Saint opened the door and came in.

"How long have you waited?"

"... no."

- White towel.

The Saint, who had only a white towel on his body, slowly walked toward me, stretching out his rich and glorious golden hair. It looks like you've dried your new hair... your breasts are bigger than that and your skin is white. The beauty in the blonde wall is about the Saint.

"..."

- Stop it.

The Saint who was walking with my eyes stood still.

- Hooray.

Suddenly, I almost stopped grinding by spreading the towel around my body with both hands.

"Huff!"

"Rest assured, I'm dressed."

"Ah."

I was wearing a white mini dress that completely sticks to my body and reveals all the lines. Her breasts were very explicitly exposed because of her clothes.

It's silk. It's real.

- Aggravation.

Suddenly, the Saint threw a towel at me and turned around and approached the door. From there, she bends her back for a while and butts toward me, and then she comes back with something.

It was a bucket.

Bucket full of ice.

There was, of course, a bottle of liquor that looked so expensive.

"Sit down."

- Boom.

Place that bucket on the table.

"... yes."

I sat in the chair where I aroused myself, and the Saint sat on the opposite side. That silky mini dress... it's no different from what you wear when you sleep.

No way...!

Were you really seducing me like Claudie said...?

"... Saint. Your clothes look a little too comfortable."

"Isn't this the house of Saint Bone? Wear it comfortably."

Yes, I do.

"Well, and... paladins are fine."

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