Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

70.

"I'm sorry you took the trouble to leave!

When we reached the front of the mansion where Louvel Argan's guests were staying, Mr. Shana first popped up.

"Where are Mr. Rose and the Prince?

"I'm so curious!?

"Mr. Makina, Mr. Shana has come out."

I told my neighbor, Mr. Makina.

"Yeah, right."

"What's wrong, Crohiko?!? Can't you handle me too much!? You don't know anything!

What whiteness, keeping rumors about the curse in circulation.

"Don't you have something to say to me...?

"Wow, okay! So, as an apology..."

Shanna twisted her hips twisting her thumb.

Rise and shine of a swinging face.

It's also hard to see how a beautiful girl who's had zero effect up to this point can be cared for.

"Once upon a time I came to Louvel Argan... even if I liked this eagle overnight, hey, hey, hey, hey?

"One evening, I will preach"

"Why not!?

Oh, boy.

This guy is really my pace or something......

Hmm?

Mr. Makina has a grin that seems complicated.

"Although Shanna is a kind of person who makes fun of people -"

"You're not betting your life that much either!?

To Makina, who said sarah, Shana stuck like a vegetarian.

Through, Mr. Makina continues.

"Thanks to the change of target to Krohiko, I also feel thankful for the less damage I've done..."

"What's a makina? Do you miss me not being dealt with by a washi?

"How did that happen?"

"Hmm? Are you lonely? Hmm?

Shanna with an evil grin with Nihihi and puffy and Makina's cheeks.

"It's my salvation to be back in Louvel Argan today..."

"Still a tough girl."

Later on, I asked Makina if Shanna would make fun of people only against people she really liked.

Oh and what is the expression of favor......

I also exchanged greetings with Prince Gears, the giant armored Rose who came out after that.

Mr. Rose only shook his hand, but somehow I felt the air was softer than the first time I saw it.

Speaking of which, she smashed the Final No-10 Army on a twisted level.

After all, it can only be named as a powerful man on the continent.

Prince Geass left the impression that he was a pleasant man.

It's crisp and I don't hate it.

And I said, "It was a pleasure to meet you!" He said.

Mr. Rose and Prince Geass board the carriage.

Shanna continues.

On the way in, Mr. Shanna flew a wink that seemed to illuminate me, letting me roll my skirt in a chill.

…………

Because that's fine.

"Then Crohiko, if you get a chance, you should definitely take a trip to Louvel Argan! You're welcome then!

After dropping off Louvel Argan's guests, he headed out to greet the guests of the Empire.

In front of the imperial mansion, Empress Hell and Varaga Lumood, already ready to leave, were waiting.

The others from the Empire said they took another carriage to the gate first.

If you look at where else only the carriage owner is left, you can see that Empress Hell places his absolute trust in Varaga as an escort.

Empress Hell feels like she was lifting me if she did it.

From the Crown Princess's response, once again, I felt like I knew the strength of the name value of Four Felonies Killing.

When Varaga broke up, she said she just wanted to talk to the curse man for a little while and took me out a little further away from the princess and Mr. Makina.

What are you talking about to me?

Is this about Mr. Currier?

I wanted to thank you.

"To me... thank you?

"Yes."

Varaga whispered in my ear, slightly forward.

"Thank you for wiping that fucking noise out of the world"

Hmm.

"... but it was Hibigami who slashed his neck off, wasn't it? Noise herself wanted that in the first place... and if you change your mind, isn't it like suicide?

"You're the one who carved up the defeat, aren't you?

…………

"Hibigami liked that murmur woman with that one... but as far as I'm concerned, I feel so good about her dying - true, true, true"

"... a fellow member of the Sixth House, was it?

"It's Gero."

"What?"

"People don't call Guerro a buddy."

Gero?

Yeah... you mean the puke?

I mean, for Varaga, the noise is guerro?

"Anyway, I am grateful to you. But at the same time..."

Varaga returned her torso and positioned her glasses.

"I'm totally unfavourable to a human being named Sagara Crohiko. Perhaps, for life."

…………

With a clear smile, he said something sassy and awful.

"If we don't even overlap each other's lives, though, there won't be any problems. I'm telling you, I'm not going to do this to you."

Then Varaga grinned and held my hand with both hands.

"So I hope I or Empress Hell never get to see you again. Okay, with a breath disaster."

…………

Hmm.

I knew this guy, too, felt like a person in the Sixth House.

And surrounded by these people, I often thought again that Mr. Currier grew up that way.

After I finished dropping him off, I got into the carriage with Mr. Makina.

"Oh, speaking of the Holy Martial Arts Festival,"

As the carriage moved out, Mr. Makina started talking.

"Now, everywhere we talk about it, it's like Ira Horn in one color, right?

"Really?

"Yeah. Not about the winning Cecily."

Mr. Makina continues, carefully fixing the position of the head dress deviated by the wagon shake with both hands.

"I guess that means that's how everyone moved their minds during Ira's struggle. Maybe she's the winner behind it in that it was the winner who missed it, but it rocked people's minds hard."

I'm a little happy to hear what you're saying.

I certainly couldn't win.

But Mr. Ira fought a battle that a lot of people would recognize.

There was also a trend in the previous world to consider the idea that "results are not everything" as preemptive and sweet, but I still don't think things are just superficial results.

What could I have left myself?

To people, what did you leave behind?

Of course, visible results will be important.

But I guess something other than that kind of superficial result is still important.

"By the way, Crohiko, the Holy King's family is finally officially thinking about watching."

"Huh? With whom?

Makina said, "You're not kidding, are you? ♪ But I've been skipping my jito eyes ♪

…………

I think it's this guy's cowardice to be covered with cuteness overall, even with aggressive jito eyes.

"... with you"

"With me?

"Well, if you're going to be a Saint Tree Man in the future, you've never gone beyond remembering the Holy King. Besides, if it's time to take a look at it, I'll make sure it works out for you as usual. Don't worry. - Oh? What's the matter with you? So glad to finally have a chance to see with the Holy King?

"No, the..."

It stinks and your cheeks are huge.

"At any time, I figured Mr. Makina wouldn't do me any good..."

Mr. Makina arms up, ha, sigh.

White cheeks are slightly cherry blossom-colored.

"Oh, so... well, that's what you are, so you can't leave me alone... Phew"

Lay down your eyelashes and Mr. Makina will raise his patties and cheeks with her hands.

…………

Something about the air.

All right.

Let's change the air.

I put my index finger up.