Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

As it were, the day came when I went to town.

Even so, it hasn't been that long. The captain told me. It's only a few days later.

A member going to town seems to be something to be decided just before.

I don't know, I'm not going to stay, I don't know, because I don't really need to get ready or anything.

I heard from the head of use that what to do in town.

The job of the servant is to check the order and the detailed buyout.

They're going to pre-order what they need, but I need to count if that's all in place properly. He said he needed more than one servant because it would be such an amount.

And buying it out can be a small amount or something that you don't need. In other words, preferences predominate.

I have to buy what people ask me to do this time I can't go, but of course I buy what I want with me.

They say it's a buyout, but it's hardly the same as free time.

In fact, the user head also told me to stretch my feathers, so I think I can look around town while buying them out.

A little earlier than rally time, I came in front of the front entrance.

People are already gathering here... ah! There was a captain too!

But since the captain is talking to the platoon captain and the others, it seems better not to interrupt.

By the way, this time, Mr. Platoon Leader isn't coming.

Mr. Platoon Leader. The class of people, they say, leads everyone when the captain doesn't go.

I don't know if that's the final check or something, because some of them take it from here to there for repairs or something.

"Hey, Sakura. Nice to meet you today."

That's what they called me, and I looked back.

There he was, quite a beautiful young man, with red hair tied behind him.

"Is that it? Um, we talked in the dining room a few times..."

I looked familiar to my face, but I can't get my name out.

Funny, if I remember your face, I remember your name, too.

Stunts to remember people's faces and names, just underdevelopment!?

"You never named me, did you? Charlotte Gannett."

"... Gannett?

To a familiar family name, I snapped my neck.

Gannett is just...

Mr. Chartre chuckled at me like that.

"Yeah, I'm Elmia's brother"

"Oh, did you! I'm surprised!

I shout out loud unexpectedly by surprise.

Speaking of which, I thought you said before that Mr. Elmia's brother was a member of the Fifth Division and he was in this fort.

If you ask me, the color of my eyes is yellow-green like the same peridot, and the color of my hair is not as red as Mr. Elmia's, though.

Though the face is the opposite of Ermia, who has a winning twitchy eye to see, the slightly dripping eye butt creates an atmosphere that seems gentle.

There are some similarities between the height of your nose and the crisp cheek line, if you look closely.

"I didn't tell you either. If it surprised you, it would be a success."

"Were you willing to surprise me?"

"Well, it would have been boring if I said it first"

"It's boring. Human honesty is the best."

Sakura is an honest man.

"Because I'm just being healthy and being honest!

What else could it be?

That's where you shouldn't go in.

Humans, two is enough! Probably!

"Again. Sakura's cute, she's a good cook, and she's worth a lot more."

Mr. Chartre is lighter than a helium and said so.

Wow, this guy is a tarashi!!

Speaking of which, even when we talked in the dining room, it was such a nori. I forgot.

"If you say that, there's nothing out there! Only about the hemming of the treat!

"I'm glad to hear that. I'd love to be with you."

In retrospect, Mr. Chartre narrowed his yellow-green eyes and laughed furiously.

Uh-huh, it's a beauty after all.

Similar to the platoon leader for classification, the type that looks hot to women.

But maybe a little older than Mr. Platoon Leader. I feel calm on the outside and kind of like a brother.

Maybe that's because I know you're Mr. Elmia's brother.

"... hey"

I was observing Mr. Chartre, and Doss' sharp, low voice broke in.

Turning to his voice, Mr. Billy was approaching us with a grumpy face.

"That, is Mr. Billy coming with you?

Captain, Billy and I are together, and, oh, my God, that's an amazing combination.

I don't have to feel something intentional. Per platoon leader.

I wonder if you mean to take advantage of this, keep it a little close.

Nothing. I don't mind if we get along.

Mr. Billy is going to absolutely hate it.

"Oh.... Damn, that's a bad combination"

"Don't call me if you're just complaining!

Mmm, and I make my cheeks peel.

As always, Mr. Billy feels bad.

You can't be friends like that! I want to say.

Um, but Billy and Charlotte were friends.

Ahhh... Mr. Chartre, you probably are.

"Chi. I came to teach you kindly. The captain just flickered. Look at me, okay?

To Mr. Billy's words, I glance around.

The captain was in the same position he was in when he saw it earlier, and he was indeed looking this way, as Billy said.

"Oh, it's true. I want to!

I have eyes, I'm kind of happy and I wave big.

The captain only sighed face-to-face.

That looks a little grumpy?

"Wow, I could be killed next time I work out."

"Why are we talking about such a mess!?

It's not calm to be killed.

That's not what the captain would do.

"The captain seems jealous."

"Oh, really..."

To Mr Chartre, who replied so lightly, I shall have nothing more to say.

Does that mean the captain was jealous of Mr. Chartre?

No, no, no. No way. I was just talking.

... If so, I'd be happy, or so I thought.

Jealousy is not a pleasure. I know you shouldn't be happy. I know.

But I knew it, too, when you were a platoon leader, but when you think you're envious enough, you are! You're lighting up!

"If you were a kid like me, you'd be worried too much."

"... is that, me, derogatory?

"I didn't disparage you. I didn't disparage you."

Mr. Chartre waves his hands and denies it, with a grinning grin.

Something's superbly lying.

"Mmm. Well, let's just say it's okay."

I don't even know what Mr Chartre meant, so I decided not to ask.

I guess my feelings look light compared to those of the captain.

You think that's my personality, my attitude, my choice of words?

I guess all that stuff is involved.

So I was wondering if the captain might be worried too.

I'm sure that's what Mr. Chartre wants to say.

There's nothing to worry about, but I can't say.

What makes my words feel light is that I am fully aware of them.

I seriously love the captain, but then how serious is that? If they ask me, I'm in trouble.

Because the degree of seriousness may be a little off with a ten year old, grown-up male captain.

Think about it properly, I recall having been advised by the platoon leader before.

It's hard to like.