Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

Pocahontas, and I stiffened with my mouth open.

In front of me is someone with a big body and a compelling face, no matter how you look at it, who just seems to be the captain. I mean, well, I'm definitely the captain.

Staring at each other often silently, it was the captain who moved first.

It came all the way up to us, and, uh, yeah!??

... That's it, they held me up.

"I'll borrow it"

"... oh, go ahead"

Hermia took the liberty of acknowledging the captain's unilateral declaration.

Wait, I haven't said anything yet!

Of course, the captain came to see me, and I'm not going to say no.

Something like this, a little more like, I want my mind ready...!

That being said, I can't move very well now that I'm being held up.

I'm half panicked, but I can't think of any resistance.

This is the situation where I am headed to the captain's private room while being held up when I realize it.

By the way, the way you hold her is not a princess hug. It feels like holding a child. It's nothing to be sorry about. I don't even think about it that much.

You can't possibly afford that. Thoughts just fly in strange directions. I haven't been able to keep up with the sudden developments...

"Duh, why..."

"Why not?"

To my inquiry in my little voice, the inquiry returns.

Unusual gaze because it's being held up.

To the captain looking up at me, even at a time like this, I'm thrilled.

"Yes, because I haven't seen you here in a long time."

'Cause you didn't show up.

"Oh, yes!

That's right. I'm the one who avoided it. I know!

So, but it's not, not just that.

I avoided coming to see you from the captain.

... Yes, like right now, for example.

If you come to your room more than you live in the same fort, you get one shot.

Yet the captain has not visited me for the past week.

I wasn't waiting for you, was I? It's just weird.

I haven't tried to see you from the captain before, but I've always been passive, so why at this time?

"I thought I told you I wouldn't let you go anymore. Have you forgotten?

Also exciting. Now my heartbeat bounced harder.

That's the morning after we put our thoughts together.

I remember. There's no way I can forget.

I remember a lot of Captain's words, from small to important.

Everyone, in the softest part of my heart, is cherished.

"I remember, but"

"I thought I'd wait a while, that you'd need time to think about it, too. Got a little tidy?

... Wait, he gave it to me.

The twitching and warming of the chest.

I guess the captain was right, after all.

I was just running away from my own heart, and I needed time to face my own.

Still, the answers that seem to be answers are not clear.

I mean, it's not like I have an answer.

In the time the captain prepared for me, I've figured it out.

"I thought about me, I didn't care if it got better"

I joked a little bit and said it.

Of course I'm not serious about this. The captain is not the kind of person who easily flinches his feelings, because he knows full well.

It can be true that the captain hasn't come to see me this past week and I'm just a little anxious.

I'm the one who was avoiding it, so you're on your own. I know.

"That would be better for you"

"No! It doesn't matter."

I knew it before I left. But I figured it out better when I tried to get away.

I knew I liked the captain.

I'm afraid you'll hate me, or I'm sorry I liked you for your intentions, because I love you about the captain.

Unplug everything about the original world, about this world.

Even if the thought had started with dirty intentions at first.

I can't go wrong with how much I feel about liking it.

"Then don't run away"

Sharp words, gibberish.

How many times have I fled since I came to this world?

Run away from facing your own heart, and run away from the captain.

I can't help being mad at the captain.

"Just don't run away from me."

After a few moments, the captain restates.

Now somewhere, begging.

The blue-grey eyes that look up at me are scarily serious, hot and.

"You seem honest and have nowhere to grasp. I don't know how to stay connected."

"You don't have to worry about anything. I only have a captain."

Not in this world.

Oh.

Oh, the captain is.

I knew it... I knew it...

My weak cousin, you mean sloppy? All of it. Yeah, maybe not all of it, but what I didn't want you to know, no more.

They already know what I wanted to hide.

"I'm sloppy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I used it. I'm sorry I left you sweet."

From the edge of my mind, I'll put it into words.

No matter how many times I apologized, I didn't feel forgiven.

Yeah, I'm sure the captain will forgive you. You may not even be angry.

But I can't forgive you.

I can't forgive myself for hurting the captain.

That's about it, because I like you about the captain.

"... like, sorry"

Boo, tears spilled.

I don't want to be seen, I hug you around the captain's neck.

Gyuu, clinging as much as I could, was gently slapped on the back with a pong.

"I don't want to be apologized for"

In a troubled voice, says the captain.

"It can be sloppy. You can use as much as you want. You could be sweeter."

His mouth spins what's convenient to me.

The voice is so calm that I don't think it's the same thing that reprimands the crew during training.

The big hands on my back were warm as ever.

"If you like me, that's fine."

The voice, the words, the plumage.

It stains my body, my thorax.

Why, what is it?

How could the captain be so, so kind to me?

"The captain is too sweet for me..."

Stick your mouth close to the ear of the person you are piercing and twinkle while in a hugging position.

It may have been hard to hear in tears, but it's the captain who made me cry, so I can't help it.

If you're so spoiled, one day you might not be able to live without the captain.

Maybe it's too late. I don't know. I'm here too.

"It'll be as sweet as it gets for a woman in love"

To the captain who says that naturally, oh, I can't do it anymore, I don't think.

The untrained into the former world has not yet been abandoned at all.

I'm not ready to be next to the captain.

But I like it, I like it, I like it... I have no choice.

I feel like I like it, and I've never seen my breath get stuck before.

The bitterness I've endured, the relief that I don't have to hide from you from now on, my apologies to the captain, it's all, flinched and tearful, and I can't stop.

That's fine, if the captain says so.

Just a little, just a little bit of yourself being spoiled by the captain.

I can forgive you, I wonder.