Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

I woke up with a slight smell and hunger that tickled my nostrils.

"... n"

"Oh, you're finally awake."

"... good morning"

Somehow, I said hello back.

There was a distinct quiet air indoors in the morning.

Morning light is leaking out of the cream-colored curtains.

…………

Oh, well.

You stayed in the medical room at the Holy Monument Hall yesterday.

"What, the school director? Why are you here?

"Morning, Crohiko"

The school director was sitting right in the chair next to the bed.

By the way, my legs haven't subtly reached the floor.

The outfit is still a goth lolithic outfit today.

"Is that it? Until Mr. Mia?

Next to Mr. Makina was the beast-eared girl in an apron dress - Mia.

Looking over, they were the only ones in the infirmary that said it was me.

Ha?

I wonder where that grandfather was once?

"Good morning, Master Krohiko"

You took care of it because it was the infirmary, and Mia greeted her with a reduced voice.

"Ah... good morning"

Wagon with caster next to bed.

There was a silver bowl-like lid lined up on it.

"It's breakfast"

Mia smiles and takes the silver lid.

Gee, and I dragged the chair and Mr. Makina stepped forward a while ago.

"You can talk while you eat."

Hilariously Mr. Makina looks at the medical room desk as he lays his hands on the honeyed milk himself.

"In the meantime, the doctor who was here asked me to take a few seats off... when we got here, though I was asleep"

That grandfather...... no way, he's been asleep ever since?

"So."

Mr. Makina put on an arm to make him feel like he was here.

…………

but there was no subtle release of majesty because my feet had not reached the floor.

Ma, let's not mind there.

"Sounds like it's been tough."

Hmm?

What is this?

"Mr. Currier... you told me right"

"Yeah. She told me a lot about what happened. I'll start by saying I'm glad you're okay."

"I was worried about you"

"If you're going to say that, tell Mia. Hey, Mia?

"Oh, uh, that."

Mia, blushing and reddening her face, clamps her fingertips on her hands in a leaning mood.

The mouthless grin was shaking slightly.

"How hard was it yesterday? When he came running into the dean's office, he said," Master Krohiko! Master Krohiko! 'Cause it was a fuss. "

"Ahhh... I'm sorry. Last night, I was disturbed."

"Ma, I already heard about Crohiko from Currier Verstein at that time, so we talked about just going to see how things were going for now. So, I headed to the medical room in the hall. And then, hey?

Mr. Makina looks up to Mr. Mia and asks for her consent.

Mr. Mia lowered her brow butt like she was in trouble.

"Master Currier stood in front of the infirmary to see when he had arrived." I want Krohiko to rest today, "he said, embarrassed... as long as you're ashamed."

You look sober, Mr. Mia, laying her ears down.

"When I thought about Master Krohiko, my actions were frivolous. Sorry, I'm reflecting."

Pepper and Mr. Mia bow their heads.

"Oh, I can't believe it's frivolous. I'm glad you cared so much."

Ha ha, and I smile bitterly in the blindfold.

It's a happy thing that someone is so worried about me.

However, when I decided to be strong to not worry about Mr. Mia, I had to reflect on how I got worried.

…………

that

"Dean of the school?

"Yes, uh"

Potatoes? A fork stabbing was creeping closer to my mouth.

"What are you doing?

"I'll feed you this reward for coming back safe. You must be tired. Here, thank you."

Grrr, and he pokes a little potato at me.

"Hmm? These potatoes... they smell so sweet"

"-"

The face of the school director is slightly reddish.

Then he pointed his mouth to deceive me.

"This is an apple... I cut it."

"Oh, did I? That's rude."

…………

…………

"... do you want some?

"I'll have..."

Pfft.

…………

Yeah, it tastes good.

"Huh, that's enough. And then eat yourself."

One snort in the lit wind, then the school director put the fork down.

I dropped my gaze on breakfast and then looked up at Mia.

"So can I have it?

"Yes, please enjoy! Ah... can you eat yourself? If you wish, I will carry you to Mr. Krohiko's mouth."

"Yes, it's okay! You can eat it yourself."

It was the thought of getting a haircut in the back, but I'm patient here.

I can feel like I'm using her good intentions to make Mia do that even though she can eat herself.

I was just hungry, so I got my hands on the dish right away.

And

"Phew... welcome"

"Still good eating. Doesn't Mia want to make it, too?

"Yes, watching Master Krohiko eat makes me happy too!

"Right? Good for you."

Guys, I'll interpret.

"It's an honor to keep you complimented."

Well, Mr. Machina looked at the clock.

"I've heard some things from Miss Currier, so I'm not going to bother to steam back about yesterday here. For today, let's say we disperse here. Mia, lower this."

"Yes, I did."

Mr. Mia bowed before pulling the wagon and redirecting.

and stopped there,

"Ah, Master Krohiko"

"Yes?"

After a slight hesitation, Mia said.

"I'm glad you feel like it, but you don't usually need to take care of me. I mean, you don't have to tell me that you're coming home or not."

"But"

"It's okay. It's what I like to do, and I'll leave dinner and breakfast on the day that Mr. Krohiko didn't come home, and I'll be home at the right time. Of course, if you have a request to do this, don't hesitate to say it, will you?

"Um."

"Haha...... Master Krohiko, because he is kind. If you don't say this from me, you'll be exhausted with care."

"That's not true."

"Master Krohiko."

"Yes, sir"

"Master Currier is a very pleasant person."

Saying so and leaving a soft grin, Mr. Mia pushed the wagon out.

"You must be a good boy, Mia."

Mr Makina said as he dropped off Mr Mia.

I'll take the lead.

"Yeah, really"

The school director stood up.

"If there's anything I can tell you, be a little bit careful this year because the Holy Monument does not look like it's the usual year. And don't worry too much... well, you can call me at this time."

I can't help it, but Machina smiles.

"Yeah, if it's as worrying as it sounds, give it your full shot. You can do whatever you want. Sometimes you'll need some imposition. Instead - never die. All right?

I nodded forcefully.

"Yes, I promise"

"Mmm, that's a good reply. Then it's time for me to go."

"Um, mr. Makina"

"Hmm?"

"Classes, you can get out on the way, right?

"What are you talking about? It's 'Holiday', isn't it?

"Kyusei-tsu?

"So class is off. Students dive into the Holy Ruins when they roll out to the city, and it's not a day where they can use their time for whatever they want.... Oh, didn't you know?

From what I've been told all along, apparently, it's been a week in seven days in this world as well.

So, the Sunday of the previous world is the holiday - "Holiday".

Uh, well.

Is it just a week since the entrance ceremony was on holiday?

"You seem to be getting used to a lot of 'here' too, and good luck to the point of not dying. So, it's your turn next?

"Giggle."

Mr. Makina, with her finger on the handle in front of the door, called across the door.

The door opens.

"Shh, I'm sorry... I've imitated what I hear stealing"

It was Mr. Currier.

I have something like a plate with both hands.

"I don't care. I mean, you must be worried about him, right? As I said yesterday, you seem to have arms, and I need you to help him. Okay, excuse me."

Having said that, the school director went out refreshed, letting his hair swoop.

Mr. Currier comes in for a replacement.

"Who are you really, that schoolmaster... hey, good morning, Crohiko. How's your body?

"Very good."

"Right. So, this is it."

What was offered was soup.

…………

This is the strangest soup in the world, mixed with purple and green patterns.

"Um, what's this?

"Oh, it's a soup with some herbs in it. I made it. Have a drink."

"... Yes"

Receive a plate.

And again, drop your gaze on the soup.

Thank you.

There is no particular smell......

But this color... come on, you've got a lot of nerve.

But Mr. Currier made it for me.

It's bad to look and distant, and most importantly, it's rude not to drink here.

Besides, he said it was a herb, so I guess it's good for the body.

Even if the taste is allergic, don't call it bitter on the mouth of good medicine.

…………

No!

I tilted the plate and drank a lot of soup.

"... hmm?

Is that it?

They're usually delicious, huh?

It's like a thick corn potage soup with lots of salt...... Ha!

Mr. Currier is looking at this one with suspicious eyes!?

"You thought it might taste bad, didn't you?

"Mi, I admit it. Honestly, I thought so!

"Some of us were traveling alone, and the food can be there. It's unusual for me to cook for someone."

"I'm sorry I doubted you!

As for a cup after dinner, it was a really good soup.

I'm really sorry I doubted you, Mr. Currier.

Then while we were gently chatting (and mixing up yesterday's thank-you), we discussed our future policy.

As a result of the discussion, the Holy Site attack paused for a while.

At least it was paused until my sword came on.

So a few days is normal school life while taking classes.

Meanwhile, Mr. Currier will try to gather information about the Holy Site this year.

"I'll gather information, too."

"Okay. Find out as much as you can."

"Yes."

"And I want you to leave your sword to me. Ready?"

"Okay. Please."

So, after chatting for a while longer, Currier said to me that he was not interested.

"By the way, what?"

but it obviously felt like I was posing as a 'wind of disinterest'.

"Mia was at your house, and she was so cute."

"He's not only cute, he's got a great personality."

…………

"What's wrong with you?

"Hmm, I... I wonder"

"'What do you think,' you say?

"Or cute, huh?

"Hmm, what do you say?"

"Oh well. Isn't it cute..."

"Mr. Currier is more of a beauty type than cute, isn't he?"

"Heh, heh."

"Sometimes I feel like I see a cute side..."

"Mm, is that right? Do I have such a side too? When people say that... it's a pleasure."

Pfft.

slightly, but Mr. Currier grinned as he tickled.

"- Ah."

This guy laughs like this, too.

I accidentally lost my voice.

I laugh like this...... I honestly think 'cute'.

Usually, it feels crisp.

"Hey, it's noon."

"Oh, that's true"

It was not long after noon - that's what I thought, and someone knocked on the door modestly.

"It's Cecily, if you'll excuse me?

It was Mr. Cecily who came.

…………

... ugh.

"? What's up?

Mr. Cecily rounding his empty eyes.

I don't know what's going on...

Mr. Cecily wasn't in uniform today.

He was dressed like a piece with lots of frills on it.

There is also a soft, fluffy impression, but unexpectedly the body lines appear tight.

If you look at it this way, you can see that Mr. Cecily's body is very even......

I know it sounds rude, but it looks like a good figure.

Brooch with emerald-coloured gems fitted to the chest.

Black tights are as usual, but because of the clothes, no, there is more pity.

It would not be an exaggeration to say 'angel' exactly.

So much so that I almost fell asleep unexpectedly in its beauty.

Surely, Mr. Cecily was called 'Jewel of the Renounced Thread'?

…………

And, Mr. Currier dropped his gaze on his clothes.

Today she is dressed like yesterday's black dress.

Then I compared myself to Mr. Cecily.

For some reason, those eyes rocked violently.

When I thought, I drowned my head disappointed.

And

"... go home"

Mr. Currier rose loosely in the dusty air.

"Duh, what's going on, Currier?

Mr. Cecily grabbed Mr. Currier's hand, bewildered.

"Happy"

"I have no idea what you're talking about!? I'm not unhappy!?

"Solo. Never mind. Return."

"So suddenly what is wrong with you?!?

Hmm.

After a moment, Mr. Currier... I got carried away by Mr. Cecily's aura, or something?

Or for girls, Cecily is probably too high a wall.

As the same woman - no, I don't know if it would break my confidence as a human being, either.

Well, honestly, I don't think it's the same humanity in terms of 'beauty'...

All right.

This is where

"Mr. Currier."

"What, Crohiko"

"I like it."

"!? So-"

"I like those clothes."

"... Mm"

"I don't think people wear the right clothes."

"... well"

Mr. Currier sits back in his chair.

Good...

Mr. Cecily brought another chair as he tilted his neck.

…………

How far around is she aware?

"How's it going, Crohiko?

"Yeah, it's good. You should be able to walk normally now."

"Really, that's good"

"Thanks to Cecily's healing ceremony."

Mr. Cecily lay his thin hands on his knees.

In her case, there is also a thorough atmosphere from its motion and posture sitting in a round chair.

Then Mr. Cecily saw me and Mr. Currier in turn.

"Um, I need to talk to Crohiko and Currier."

"Yes."

Mr. Cecily smiled differently as he tangled his fingers between his hands.

"Today - would you like to come to my mansion?