Monster no Goshujin-sama

Fourteen.

Stay in the inn, on the morning of the third day.

I was alone in the back of the inn.

Pulling through the sword on his hips, he begins to wave his sword as he remembers what Silan taught him.

I feel like the amount of magic that goes around my body has increased lately.

I'm not sure why, but, well, it's not a bad thing.

It's not all good though.

For example, even if you strengthen your physical abilities by magic, if your magic is not properly controlled, you may be able to increase your muscle strength in chisels and not even move your body properly.

Also, when physical abilities increase, the feeling of waving the sword naturally changes.

This could affect swordsmanship, so I had to get used to my body's senses one by one in order not to.

Of course, improving swordsmanship itself is imperative.

Even so, it doesn't particularly change what I do.

Every day, it was important not to lack training.

Waving the sword carelessly, about twenty minutes.

I decided to cut it up before I got tired of it.

I scratched a lot of sweat because of the humidity.

I took off my top clothes and got naked only in my upper body.

Draw water from the well behind the inn and wear it from your head.

The water in the well was cold and pleasant for the lit body.

"... ugh"

Take a few repetitive showers of water, then stick it up on your forehead and scratch up your depressing forehead.

Among the narrow sights because of the fog that still covers the area, there is no other appearance of the companions.

I was barebacking without speaking to anyone because I wanted to clear my head by moving my body by myself.

Humans are so simple, the head that was plagued by discomfort that wouldn't go away even on the third day, even though this was just a little easier.

That doesn't solve the problem, but it can calm your mind.

For one thing in this case, I can't want the help of the Lillies who can't share the discomfort.

To this end, it was important to calm the mental state consciously in this way.

"Oh, sir. I wonder if the audition is over."

Looking back, the innkeeper's mistress was coming out the back door.

He smiles a little and walks over here.

My near-age girlfriend and I have had quite a break during our stay.

I was never particularly comfortable either.

"You're a lot enthusiastic."

"Oh, you can get caught up in a lot of noisy things when you're traveling."

"That was amazing. Like this," Bibi. "

While I was waving my sword, she was out once to take care of the little field behind the inn.

At that time, he saw me pretending.

She made me try to imitate my sword.

Even though it looks calm, those tricks are surprisingly childish.

I don't really have a good motor nerve or it's acting like a weird dance, which is probably why I felt childish.

"... excuse me"

With her hands together, she was a little shy.

"That's right. I forgot the point. We're ready for breakfast, but what do we do?

"As usual, I'll take it with the rest of you. I'll call you, can you wait a minute?

"Accepted."

I asked her, sneering.

"Speaking of which, you seemed to be thinking of something earlier, what's wrong?

While I was waving my sword.

Even though I pretended, I did not fail to be on my guard.

Naturally, I was aware of her presence and, to some extent, of the trends.

"Oh. Were they watching? You're embarrassing me."

With one hand on his cheek, the innkeeper laughed lightly.

"That's not quite what I thought it would be. Something a little unexpected happened, and I was just thinking about what to do."

"If you have any problems, should I give you a hand?

"Thanks, but I don't mind. It's going to be."

Saying something like being objective, she left saying, "Well, speak to me later, please".

"Become..."

I was left with a small crush.

I wish I could do that, but in my case, there are people.

I couldn't just stay flushed.

"Gosh, Sama. Doss, no?

The only one, Asalina, who shares discomfort with me, jumps out of the back of her hand a little to.

"... right"

At present, we are presumably under the art of illusion or similar attacks.

The trouble is, I know something's wrong, but I don't know what's wrong.

Even I feel strange, I don't know what's wrong.

I don't think it's funny.

I can't recognize the contradiction.

I'm sure that's the rule here.

Somehow, only me and Asalina are a little out of it.

Of course, during the first day I felt strange, I was talking to my people about the discomfort that I and Asarina shared.

When I told him I wanted him to stay alert, they all nodded in confusion.

At least, that's it.

However, not being able to have a sense of crisis is still huge.

I don't know what to be wary of, all the more so.

I had to be most vigilant myself and watch over everyone.

"... let's just see how everyone's doing"

It's troublesome that only me and Asalina can sense the anomaly, but on the contrary, it means that only us can be prepared.

Our presence should be unexpected from the 'enemy' who has been setting up illusions.

I had to use it well there.

We were all just finishing our meals, and I, with Kato, came out to the inn table.

There was the figure of Rose processing the wood that had been cut down and carried, and a ride like a front carriage that was largely finished making.

"Your husband. You had breakfast."

When we showed up, Rose, who was working, looked up and smiled.

Rose has been in a very good mood lately.

I don't usually look like I'm in a different mood, but now I know I'm clearly in a better mood.

Seeing her like that made me smile naturally, too.

"How's it going?

"As we talked yesterday, it's going well. We'll be done by tomorrow."

To hear more about it, the car that moves the Demon Stone as a power source, with the minimum frame assembled this morning, seems to have just done a commissioning.

The demonic stones obtained in Diospiro were activated properly, which meant that they had been confirmed.

Tomorrow, that means we can leave.

Though, that doesn't make me feel safe.

There is no assurance that leaving the scene will solve the situation beyond knowing what the cause of the anomaly that is currently attacking us is.

It could get worse, and nothing could change.

Even if we solve it, it doesn't necessarily mean nothing will happen by then.

Instead, we will need such vigilance.

And when I had turned my back, the door of the inn opened behind me.

"Is that it? Mr. Lily, what's wrong?

While I was listening from Rose, Kato raised a strange voice as she was collecting sharpened debris from wood that had come out in the middle of Rose's work.

Lily, who came out of the inn's doorway, looked around for a moment before coming here.

"Hey, didn't you see Miho?

"Mr. Mizushima? No, I haven't seen it."

Kato and Rose also shake their heads sideways.

"What's wrong with you?

"Mm-hmm. I wanted to talk to you. I missed you."

When I asked, Lily looked a little tricky.

"What are you talking about?

"I was wondering if Miho could also think about going outside using his pseudo abilities in the future. I'm trying to convince you."

Lily put her arms together under her abundant chest.

"Miho seems to be satisfied with the status quo, and he doesn't seem to really feel comfortable with me saying it's against the rules like that... but don't you think I can go outside once in a while without saying that?

"Well, don't bother with the pull."

And I hammered him, and I questioned him.

"But can you do that?

"I can. I mean, I can still do it for a few dozen seconds. In fact, the" partial simulation "awakened by Miho's qualities as a metastasizer leaves the control of multiple simulations that I cannot do alone to Miho in part."

"Really?

"Yeah. It's only an aid. He's practicing for me, so I don't know if I'll ever get used to it. Then Miho should be able to come out too... what?"

Lily dropped her shoulder small.

"'Cause we can't do it without our intentions, can we? I was wondering if I could at least tell your husbands that I'm here."

"Right."

As I nodded, I did my hand on the temple.

Slight headache.

Maybe something's wrong.

I don't know what that is.

Maybe this conversation itself is obviously all weird.

"I was helped by Miho, so I was wondering if I wanted to repay you at all. Or is this annoying?"

"I don't think so."

Kato told Lily how depressed she looked.

"Mizushima seniors, there are some things that are so cool about it."

"Really?

"Yeah. As for the curiosity-inspired thing, footwork is light. When I was in the other world, I was reading a lot of books, and I was keen to do my club activities. However, my lower back is heavy when it comes to not feeling well. Pleasant, not so much enjoyable... well, there's something childish about it. Besides, a relationship is a gateway, or a beginner and clumsy person. It's a good thing I slap you in the ass."

"... that's very real."

"I was close to him."

"Oh. Speaking of which, you did.... True. I remember being burned to look after you."

Touching his temples with both hands, Lily let the universe wander her gaze.

They're exploring their memories.

At the mouth, there was a favorable bitter smile.

"Hehe. I don't know, I think I understood that Kato was baking Rose a lot of care."

"Mr. Rose and I are a little different again."

As Lily and Kato turned their gaze, Rose tilted her neck with a decent face.

After sending such a smiling glance at Rose, Mr. Kato turned to Lily.

"Well, if you say too much, you'll get away with it, so why don't you wait for another chance"

"Mm, okay. I will."

And, Lily, who nodded, stopped looking for Mr. Mizushima and meant he was with Rose as he was.

I decided to go back to my room.

I could check on Lily and the others.

Next, let's see what happens to Gabella, who should have gone back to her room first.

"Ah, Mashima. Welcome home -"

"... why"

It was Mr. Mizushima who greeted me in his room for some reason.

They're spreading the book we bought at Diospiro by hanging it on a small table that they brought in.

I held my fingers between my eyebrows independently of the discomfort that had plagued me lately.

"... Mr. Mizushima. Why are you here?"

This is me and Gabella's room.

Mr. Mizushima was in the same room as Lily. There are two rooms next door.

"Mr. Gabella let me in. Oh, Gabella said she was going to go pick up some vegetables with the innkeeper."

"No. That's not what I meant..."

"Well, that's good."

I looked at Mizushima's face, who laughed lovingly, and I half-eyed.

"... hey, Mr. Mizushima, you've been running away from Lily?

Uggu, and Mizushima raised a strange voice.

"Ri, Ri has nothing to do with this, right?

"My voice is rubbing."

"Ugh."

When I said in a sigh, Mr. Mizushima knocked his upper body down at the table.

My skirt gets a little messy because I threw my legs out at the same time.

The figure is similar to Lily, but not Lily.

It would also be rude to look too closely at the defenseless figure of a classmate girl.

I turned a blind eye to the extent that I was not unnatural.

Mr. Mizushima then turned his face to this one.

"... now that you're in this position, you're not crushing your tits, right?

"I don't think so"

It was never that intention that distracted me.

It's not like I can't see it or anything.

But Mr. Mizushima didn't seem to believe it.

"That's okay. Anyway - something different from yours. Mashima-kun's Big Tits Lover"

"No, it's a misunderstanding. I mean, nothing. I don't like boobs."

"Ah. That's true. Ri, I can even make it smaller. You're gonna have a lot of fun. Even if it's small enough, Mashima-kun..."

"Please don't."

"But Mr. Gabella has just as big tits, doesn't she? If, after all, the trend is…"

"You want to go that far off the record?

Was this also a drawing star, Mr. Mizushima missed his face?

She is pointing her lips.

I laughed bitterly and fell back on the bed I was using.

On the other hand, in the bed used by Gabella, Ayama and Berta slept in a circle.

Maybe I'm hungry and sleepy.

I also get a little drowsy.

Mr. Mizushima asked me if I had chewed up the absences.

"Ri, how are you?

"Is that Lily? I'm with Rose and Kato right now."

"... weren't you angry?

"You didn't look like that."

"Oh well."

I said to Mizushima, who exhaled.

"It's not like Lily's offended either. Don't hate me. Do it."

"I know that, so it's okay."

Mr. Mizushima raised one hand and shook it flirtatiously.

"I'm glad you care. I know what she's talking about. Just like that."

"What?"

"I need some more time..."

With a weak voice, Mr. Mizushima blurred.

I wondered how that would react.

"Is there something wrong?

Seems like I was seriously trying to get out of the way earlier, and it seems a little different than I hate it, but I'm pretty sure I'm in trouble.

In response to my doubtful gaze, Mr. Mizushima opened his mouth as he thought.

"Ri and I have quite a few memories of each other. Did you know that?

"Lily is better. Mizushima, too, is that so?

"It is. It just makes a difference."

"Difference?"

"Look, Ri didn't get my memory because she ate me, but she didn't go through my life with my flesh, did she? But I have a memory of you because you were inside her and you shared flesh with her."

Ms. Mizushima continued her explanation, drawing a circle with her fingertips on the table for comfort.

"So Ri-chan only holds my memory as knowledge, but I have Ri-chan's experience as a feeling. Well, I'm actually living and experiencing Ri's flesh, so it's natural."

"Is that what the problem is?

Mr. Mizushima chose a few words before wandering his gaze into the wood on the table.

"... I thought it would be a little better if I watched the boy work harder, nearest, well, somehow, wouldn't it?

The cheeks were stained red.

"Well, I was actually watching it - it's you. But it was always like I was with you. Oh, I mean, what do you want to say..."

Mr. Mizushima held his head.

"What do you think I should look like and see him when I remember not even confessing to a boy I liked, but snooping around, whispering love enthusiastically, or even agreeing with him?

……

As much as there was no more, it was a difficult question to answer.

Or how am I supposed to answer that?

I laughed vaguely and had no choice but to avoid responding.

"Uh-huh."

Mr. Mizushima, who faced the troubles that mankind was not normally supposed to experience, held his head for a while.

Eventually, the eyes that had been closed opened properly.

"Well, you're gonna have trouble telling Mashima-kun this."

He succeeded in changing his mind.

Mr. Mizushima woke herself up from the table.

As a dust, look at my face.

"... that?

I got a decent face.

"Mashima?

"What?"

"Mashima-kun, right?

"Of course, I'm Mashima... but who were you going to tell so far?

"Oh, yeah. You're right."

When I asked back in surprise, Mr. Mizushima snorted.

"That's crazy. I feel like I'm talking a lot right now..."

……

I didn't put it in my mouth, but I felt that way, too.

But I don't know what went wrong.

- The contradiction, I can't recognize it.

Is there some discrepancy that I don't know?

Or maybe it was impossible for Mr. Mizushima to tell me about it here in itself.

"Are you out of your mind?

Mr. Mizushima, who was tilting his neck tightly, seemed to have decided to cut into unanswered questions.

"Ah. I'm sorry, Mashima-kun. I don't know, you just talked to me."

When I hold my mouth down, I lower my brow butt in a bad way.

"Looks like there's something dragging you by your senses. In retrospect, he looked defenseless..."

"I don't care about that."

"But Mashima-kun's in trouble, isn't he? And yet, I'm sorry I'm so sweet."

……

Apparently, Mr. Mizushima was wondering why I was wandering around the inn like this.

"Uncomfortable, is it? I can't feel it. I can't feel it."

Mr. Mizushima tilted his neck slowly.

"If that's true, what kind of person, for what, is doing that?

"For what, who...?

I frowned faintly.

Seeing me like that, Mizushima waved her hands like she was in a panic.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just said what I came up with. I may have said something irresponsible..."

"No. I appreciate your input from a different perspective."

Thinking alone tends to make my thoughts really monotonous.

I was distracted by what was wrong with the status quo and what to do, and I didn't think that far.

"Me too, I'll think about that area for a second. Thanks."

"Oh yeah...? I was just listening to you, so I'd be glad if it helped..."

To my words, Mr. Mizushima hung up in the light.

The way she looked like that was a lot of cuteness.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think I'll get some air outside."

Mr. Mizushima, who was wrapping his curly, flax forehead around his fingertips, stood up to jump.

I woke up to the sound of the shoe slamming the floor, noticing that I had also stopped and Berta.

She asked them to stay as close to Mr. Mizushima or Mr. Kato as possible.

The two I remember properly go out the hallway first through the door Mizushima opened.

"Oh, I did. If I miss this opportunity, I have to tell you because I don't know when the next one will be."

Mizushima then raised her voice as she tried to leave the room.

I can look back at this one and flatter my mouth.

"It was supposed to end there. It's thanks to you, Mashima, that I can be here. So, thanks."

Mizushima's smile, which she said and showed, was as fascinating as a miracle.