Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

There is a young woman naked in her upper body indoors. Sylvia.

I'm the only one who walked into the room.

Sheena doesn't look like her.

And Sylvia, you understand the situation, she's blushing and shivering.

- Gachari.

Ruthlessly, the door closed behind me.

"Hey, why..."

"I have no other intention!

I lagged back, grabbed the handle in the back hand and turned it...... I couldn't.

Hold him on the other side, you son of a bitch!

"So, get out!

Sylvia hides her chest with both hands, her face turning bright red and yelling.

I know how that feels. I know... but there's some idiot holding down the knob.

"Get out of here!

Throw me the bandage Sylvia had, but of course it doesn't hurt to hit something like that.

Conversely, Sylvia did that, so she 'swayed'.

- Plump, I swayed.

"Don't look!

Scratch both breasts and squeeze in.

"Mr. Sheena, can you hear me? Make as many jokes as you can."

"What is it about?"

"Fine, get your hands off the knob. I can't get out."

"Well, if you'll excuse me."

The resistance disappeared from the knob. Looks like you let go of my hand.

I immediately opened the door and went out into the hallway.

"... Phew"

I closed the door behind my back and stared at Mr. Sheena.

"Thank you for your time."

I'll say that all the time.

You said this guy was my real sister. Why are you such a jerk?

"I don't care if you're kidding, I think it's too much right now"

"I'm not kidding. It's serious."

"... hey, you don't like your sister or something?

You think I'm making this harassment my everyday tea meal?

"I've never had feelings I didn't like, even when I thought I was a pretty sister"

"Then why?

"As long as I'm in this town, my sister has to kill her emotions and live, so I've been waiting for you to take me out"

………… Can you explain it clearly? "

Sheena pounds her hand.

"Yes, I was about to offer to replace the bandage. You can't wear clothes like this. Excuse me for a moment."

When he thanked me, he knocked on the door and walked into the room.

"... what the hell was that?

By saying it was okay, I was put through the room. [M]

I got dressed. Sylvia and Sheena are making tea with a face that doesn't eat anything.

Sylvia's face was still red, with a complex look on her face.

"... people"

Tea was placed before me.

What am I supposed to tell you in this state?

"Does it fit your mouth"

Sheena laughed nicely.

Why is this guy so calm?

"Um..."

Sylvia looked at me as if she had made up her mind.

"Yes."

"Earlier...... yes, you saved my life, oh, thank you. I didn't have time to thank Kitin."

"No. Dragon jockeys are fundamental to helping each other. Never mind..."

………………

………………

Only time passes while we remain silent with each other.

"Well, well, well. Sounds like a pageant."

…… Sister. "

"Am I interrupting? And then there's the young ones."

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

"Mr. Sheena, wait. About earlier. I'll explain it to you."

You should be able to get out here strong. I mean, I think it was used for something dashi.

"I want to hear it too. How could you do that!

Sheena, stared at me and Sylvia and hid half her face in the basin, one breathing, pointed to a piece of the wall.

"The Flying Dragons'... crest?

A smaller tapestry hangs on the wall.

Sounds like a crest worn by the Flying Dragon Squad in Urs town.

"Dear Sylvia, no, Sylvia. You haven't seen anything around you lately."

"Sister, what are you saying?

"You look dangerous these days to me, having seen it by my side all along. You worked twice as hard after the dragon print showed up. When I saw you back from Dragon College, I cried for its growth."

"Well, then."

"But as a dragon jockey, what do you think since you took up your assignment in Ursu town?"

"Wow, I'm doing it right."

Sheena shook her head to the side.

"I am crushed by the magnitude of my expectations. I can't tell the difference between what I can and can't do. I'll do something less unscrupulous trying to get results."

………………

"Lord's expectations, pride in being in the clan. Treatment from the surroundings, no, can I say excessive expectations. They're making you nervous and you can't afford to stop."

"... because you can't help it"

"I can't help it"

"This is the town of Urs. I'm the first dragon jockey I've been out of a family in a long time. It's not natural for the surroundings to expect it. It's obvious."

"You're not old enough or experienced enough to take all that expectation"

"Because expectations don't wait for me! Even the Moon Warcraft."

"So you kill emotions? It wouldn't be fun playing a good dragon jockey, a loyal clan man, a trained soldier, would it?

"Not fun...... not. But... you have no choice."

"You don't carry everything. I also heard you spoke to the captain about this one."

He's taking the lead on dangerous assignments from day to day.

This time, he said, it was the result of pushing himself to the more dangerous.

"... so it depends on your foolishness that you should leave Ursus town for a while"

Sheena laughed nicely.

"The dragon jockey who became close... I mean Master Leon, but I followed that person. Is that the kind of muscle writing?"

"Yes!?

Why do you have my name here?

"I don't mind if you end up marrying me, but, hey, I just need some reason to get out of here,"

"Mr. Sheena, that would be impotent. Was it the Flying Dragons? Is it something that can be easily pulled out?

"It's okay. Everyone in the Flying Dragon Squad has seen Dear Sylvia lately and seems to have something to think about. And this case."

"But if the lord doesn't say un..."

"I know the lord. Because I was told that rather than (...)"

"... Yes!?