Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Two days have passed since the Knights of the Holy Trees were questioned about the circumstances.

Today is the day for everyone in the Ira Squad to go to the Sheeras Baths.

Currier returned to the women's quarters once after class.

We quickly made our way to the carriage parking lot in front of the main entrance to rendezvous with Cecily, who was already waiting.

And the two of us got in the carriage.

The carriage is headed to the Arklite family.

The current time is about to be plugged into a double snake moment (2pm).

Today we are gathered in front of the Big Clock Tower at the Lion's Moment (4pm) after preparing each one.

From there, we're all headed to the Sheeras Baths.

By the way, it was Cecily's idea to regroup once it was dissolved after class.

We also need time for discipline.

Now Currier was in a complicated mood.

If you have been yourself so far, the degree of support, etc. is sufficient at most about half zemuec (30 minutes).

But not today.

Yes, only today......

The carriage arrives at the Arklite family.

Hannah, a servant, greeted Cecily as she entered the mansion pushed her back.

With that Hannah's hand, the two of us finish the support.

And finally finished disciplining Currier and Cecily, leaving the mansion again for the carriage.

"Ah, Currier. Skirt hem, be careful not to step on it, right?

"Wow, I know. But what's the point of a long skirt hem? It's just hard to move when you're fighting."

"Yes, yes, you're not going to fight today. … no, in a way, it's a fight"

"What? Are you a dangerous person?

To this Searus bath.

Is there something hidden about my unknown intentions?

"That's right... is it more of a foe than a dangerous person?

"Then shouldn't you have a sword?

"No, because I'm not the one who's going to need a sword. The enemy is who we know."

"What?"

"Shall we go, then? Shiraz Baths."

Cecily pushes me into the carriage.

Your banton whips and the carriage moves out.

Slowly, the landscape outside the window began to flow.

Currier and Cecily sat facing each other.

I feel at last comfortable with my hips down.

I was afraid the weather would collapse because it was raining light last night, but today was a mild day that cleared up nicely.

By the way, it's a siege belt that usually behaves with Cecily, but she's not here right now.

Everything. He said he had an errand he couldn't take off today.

Apparently he will be joining from night on.

And Hilgis is like inside the Giljes family, so it seems that her participation starts at night, too.

So important an errand for Siegbelt, and Cecily smiled bitterly.

"All this errands, you can't help it"

I was convinced.

I didn't ask for details, but you said that people were suddenly planning to visit the Gilèse family.

Cecily dropped her gaze on the pocket watch as she caught the sun through the intermittent blinking window.

"I'm going to be a little late...... well, I can't help it"

"... sorry"

Currier also understood that it was because of his hassle in discipline.

"I don't care... if you're sorry, make the most of what you've learned today, right?

"Mm."

Here lately...

More to the point, since we decided to go to the Sheeras bathroom, until today.

Currier and Cecily have been steadily 'getting ready' for today.

And I managed to make it.

But it was hard not to be understood by Crohiko.

From consolation to today.

Currier has been acting to keep this intent from being understood by Crohiko.

I know Cecily's idea of wanting to emphasize the surprise of the day again, when it comes to understanding.

but i feel like i've got a cold attitude towards crohiko as a result.

I couldn't rush past the spot like Cecily did, and I often got lost, unsympathetic in front of Crohiko.

Each time Crohiko looked lonely.

I resent my clumsiness.

I did something I'm sorry for him.

However, from the day of the hearing of the Knights of the Holy Tree to today, Crohiko was doing somewhere different.

Even during the class, he was whining about something bumpy all by himself: "The showdown is still ahead of us... it's not time yet... hehe..." etc.

Also in combat class, I said "aggressiveness... aggressiveness! aggressiveness!" and so on, he continued to punch in as he uttered words, but his mind looked like it was not here.

Is it possible that my nerves are finally gone?

Currier was driven by self-reflection that this might be due to his attitude.

Crohiko may have seen his attitude as a leopard.

It's about him delicate.

No wonder my nerves wore out when I repeatedly asked myself if I had done anything wrong.

Because... I did something pathetic.

Now that I think about it, I should have said something to reassure you.

It's just that after class today, I said, "Well, later in front of the Big Clock Tower! - My hand number" because I was full of energy (although I wasn't sure what hand number it was), it's also possible that my thoughts are full of nerves.

With that in mind, Currier looked at the poor girl with a beautiful face to face.

I guess it's also because of the outfit, Cecily sitting in front of me has a different vibe than usual.

They were both 'girly' conscious outfits today in the first place.

But there's nothing but anxiety in Currier's chest right now.

- Whatever Cecily is,

Check your outfit again.

- Exactly, this isn't too much like me...

Nevertheless, we can no longer back off.

I've come this far.

That's right.

A preparation.

One of them is clothing.

I had Cecily tailor my clothes for today.

I thought I'd go with my usual outfit, but Cecily invited me half forcefully to disintegrate and put on my new clothes and go to the Sheeras bathroom.

And a certain preparation wasn't just the outfit.

Kaoru whispered from Cecily's mother about the way she stood the day.

Only Cecily's mother, I see, was a beautiful woman who didn't make her feel like she was old or anything.

It's not like Cecily and the melon are two, though.

Is Cecily like her father?

By the way, Currier took Cecily's mother to talk to her about how to treat Crohiko the other day.

This is what she said.

"My lords are creatures of a nature that, if they are too gentle, at one point they will always leave their feelings. Push and pull... repeat this. The combination of sweetness and rigour is the trick to grasp your heart for a long time. So you're not wrong. Plant a seed of anxiety on your opponent, while allowing them to blossom of relief at once on the day of battle… This should draw your heart much more. It's this woman who pulls herself out of the sea of anxiety - if you illuminate it, it's a win. '

Run.

If it is the rush of battle, do we not have to know, and there is a rush in the relationship between men and women?

Currier got a headache.

"But Cecily finally had someone like that, and my mother was a little relieved. The first time I said I'd introduce you, when I brought Currier in, I said," Oh, that way? ♪ It's what I thought, but I didn't know you were anymore a lover ♪

When Cecily's mother nodded satisfactorily to her daughter, who corrected her, she closed the fan and slammed into the space between them.

'May I? The place for the first showdown is the Sheeras Baths. Remember my teachings. As a single woman, not Cecily Arklite's mother, I expect you both to.'

She was a woman with a little bit of trouble, but according to Cecily, no one goes out to the right when it comes to the art of tickling a man's heart.

It's a big deal because I made my father fall in love with that strict and innocent painting, and Cecily had a reputation for her mother.

- But is a man happy in "That Thing"?

There are still questions about the temporal tactical technique and tactics taught by Cecily's mother.

Above all, Currier is unsure about whether he is attractive as a so-called 'paedophile'.

More importantly, I don't expect people to like my 'insides'.

Even during the Sixth House, I have the feeling that I was the only one floating all the time.

Perhaps those in the six houses regarded the interior of Currier Verstein as odd.

Still, for once, I intend to maintain a degree of femininity to which I am sorry to be a currier.

Because it was more convenient when traveling.

I wasn't very conscious when I was in the Sixth Chamber, but as I traveled away from the Sixth Chamber, I understood that I was an eye-catching person of the opposite sex.

Few people were involved in stripping their inferior desires.

but if they are like that, you can smash them with no worries.

From the beaten guys, they plucked up the "nuisance fee" and called it money, often adding to the road bank.

Every gaze I could turn to myself was sexual.

I only see myself as an object to spit out my desires.

I remained exposed to such a sticky gaze.

Sometimes I even thought this would be better for the guys in the six houses.

Above all, the people in the six houses never had romantic feelings for each other.

The sense of heterosexuality seemed very rare.

Is it because the distance was too close from the child?

I feel like we all recognize ourselves today.

…………

I don't want to today, but there will be.

And well, that's why Currier Verstein had no understanding of sex, even if she had an understanding of being seen as a sexual subject.

And 'then' Cecily pointed me out, and for the first time, I felt that maybe the emotion I had was' love '.

What Currier has always felt about 'him' - was perplexing.

Sagara Crohiko.

From the beginning there was a strong fondness for the gaze that could be directed from him.

I didn't know what that meant.

How can you turn a pure favor on a human being who hasn't been around long since you met him?

Instead of being afraid to even know you're from the Sixth House, you're rather talking more and more.

I didn't know what that meant.

…………

It's not like Crohiko doesn't have a sexual eye, either.

But it was a strange thing, and I didn't have the kind of disgust I remembered on the journey.

Currier has been thinking about why ever since he met him.

What's the difference, I wonder.

And then one time, I got my own answer.

Perhaps Sagara Krohiko has no feelings for hurting, subjugating, or conquering her opponent.

I'm sure he just likes them.

Mr Currier, Mr Currier, Mr Currier -.

Occasionally, you feel like a dog who gets caught up in innocence.

Instead, I sometimes say things that are unintentionally exciting as if they were clearly targeted.

But according to Cecily, Crohiko has a fatal flaw as a heterosexual.

"What's wrong, Currier?

Cecily asks.

"No, your mother taught me that it doesn't seem like a meaningful act for me to do... to be honest, I'm still unconscious"

"But I don't think Crohiko will step in where we want him to, unless he steps in from us."

"... I still don't mind."

Surely Crohiko has nothing to be disappointed in.

But Currier never hated his current sense of distance.

"Even if someone else does, do you?

Currier raised a single eyebrow to Cecily's words.

"I'm sorry... what?

"I think."

Cecily looks out the window.

"Perhaps he has a very weak tolerance for favors"

"For favor, resistance?

"Yeah. I think he's stronger against malice. There's nothing terribly frightening about the malice that can be directed at you...... it looks like. But when he is favored, he is unusually sweet towards the favored person"

"... not that I don't have any idea"

So, and Cecily made me put my index finger up.

Even though I'm more used to it than before, I can still be thrilled with a little trickery.

That's true of the woman herself, so the men won't be what they accumulated.

"We must make Krohiko's mind turn to us even more by the two of us hitting a bigger favor."

"... doesn't that make any difference?

"No, it's not. It doesn't necessarily mean that one day as it is, there won't be a raw man out there trying to use his powers as bait. Then - the more you can't see women other than us as paedophiles, the more you can indulge us."

Tong, and Currier slapped around the temple with a bent fingertip.

"The last one, I think, is different."

Cecily smiles.

"Hehe... well the point is, let's set that dull crohiko up with a little more from us, Don't think too hard. It's Sheeras Baths because of today, so let's have fun with each other. Right?"

Cecily laughs pathetically as she tilts her little neck.

Currier laughs bitterly.

You won't be able to help me drop the woman.

Currier, however, laid his hands on the window frame and looked out.

If things happen like Sagara Krohiko chooses one of us.

It should be chosen...... after all, it would be Cecily Arklite.

Renault thread gem, Cecily Arklite.

More beautiful than anyone.

Excellent at Bunwu.

He is also good at the world.

Sociality is impeccable.

I can't even complain about my origins or my family.

Even as a wife...... she would support her husband without any hesitation.

How about Currier Verstein on the other hand?

First of all, it is inferior to Cecily Arklite in beauty.

Whatever the martial arts, there is a bias in the amount of knowledge.

Above all, something unnecessary for peaceful days such as martial arts.

I am familiar with the dark world, but there is no combination of knowledge and social skills in aristocratic societies.

Origins and households are out of the question.

As for my wife...... what can I do?

I don't know.

Lovers.

That's what Cecily's mother said... it hasn't been a battle since the beginning.

At that time.

After Crohiko ran away, embarrassed by the school director in front of the library.

The two of us went to the dining room and exchanged words.

I hadn't been able to crack it down with a person named Cecily Arklight before then.

So there was a strange antagonism.

But what about now......

No, and Currier shook his inner head.

Which way, sooner or later, I will leave the Renault thread.

At least I won't stay in school until I graduate.

I don't think it will take three years to find noise.

It's about that Lokia.

It's supposed to be a math to kick in between six months and a year, while calling it a long fight.

Then you have less than a year to leave school.

Whatever it is, it will break up with Sagara Crohiko into a future not so far away.

He should stay in school, and that should be better for him.

Above all... I don't think I can make Crohiko happy myself.

Sagara Crohiko.

I somehow had a dangerous impression on the man since we met again in the lion group classroom.

Probably not originally of that character.

What I couldn't do was I could see.

That piece of shit, oddly good luck.

Even though he desperately pushed his anxiety to death, the man was holding back for something.

He was also clearly floating among the lions until it was revealed that he was a curse man.

We can't mingle anywhere.

It was like that.

It's like watching someone back in the day...

And.

That word.

When asked about death.

He uttered the same answer as the 'someone'.

If you weren't happy, you'd be lying.

Myself, which was even heterogeneous in the Sixth Chamber.

Noise's words in particular are still creeping into me without peeling off.

"The more creepy you are for the book, the more heterogeneous. That's why I'm more dramatic than anyone else in the orphanage, and the most fascinating. Currier, I like you the most in this orphanage. Oh? Oh? Oh, my God. Oh, my God. You don't have to, you're gonna dramatically kill me... oh, my God? Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

The creepier, the heterogeneous.

I know.

Wherever you are, you are heterogeneous.

So everyday when I was in the six houses, I slept with my sword.

Because all that unites me was my sword.

Because nothing existed but a sword that could mix together.

'Alive or dead, in the end, whether you're convinced or not... I think that's where it matters'

I was surprised that someone had the same idea as me.

I was surprised at the similarity.

So - maybe I was attracted.

No.

When we first met already.

I was feeling something.

I don't seem to remember him in person, but Crohiko, who had fallen near the main entrance to the school and had lost consciousness... was in tears.

Currier felt the arc of an empty hole in his chest when he saw his face as something glowing passed on to his cheeks.

And it was an unspeakable emotion that sprang up in the boil.

It was strange.

Is it something that seems' lonely 'so far because of someone else's expression?

Already since then...

Maybe I was wondering about Sagara Crohiko.

…………

"Currier"

Cecily accidentally opened her mouth.

"Hmm? What?

"I am honest, I envy you"

"Me?

What is it all of a sudden?

To Currier, who floated a slight colour of perplexity, Cecily turned to smile as if she had reached an agreement.

"Yes, because there is a definitive difference between Crohiko's feelings toward you and those toward me"

"That would be different. But I'm not sure I'm jealous."

"Pfft... I'm really jealous of those places, too. For thou hast that which I will never have."

"Hung... just for battle, even if you're good at it. In the end, it's stuck waiting for superficial strength."

Cecily stacked her hands over her knees.

And I smiled thinly as I tended to lean over.

"That's what you are, similar to Crohiko. Low self-esteem... most importantly, I don't notice"

"What are you talking about...? Cecily?"

"I don't think so, that kind of thing. But Currier, I... if I were you..."

So Cecily's mouth stopped moving.

And

"Nah!

Cecily brightens her smile and adds her matching hands to her cheeks.

"Showing this seriousness is also the first step in drawing your attention! Yes, do you remember properly?

"Huh? Did you...?

"Oh, there it is!

Cecily pointing her punska mouth.

But when I explored my memory, that didn't come up.

"Well, that's anyway"

Hmm, and Cecily stretches her arms up to the ceiling.

"As I said earlier, let's all have some fun today. No hard thoughts! Nice!?

"Mmm... right"

Currier was suddenly stunned.

"Cecily."

"Yes?"

"... well, I'm sorry"

"What? What?

Cecily leaning her neck with her mouth in the shape of an arc.

I spoke out of apology because I found out that I had made her care.

Maybe I looked small and difficult.

Currier grinned inside.

- I knew it wouldn't work for you, Cecily.

At the same time, I felt that I could grasp my chest softly.

That's right.

I guess we should enjoy ourselves for Ira, who made arrangements for us today.

So the hard part is later.

Today,

Only today,

Forget the details, let's have fun.

Because it will be a precious day for me too.

Though...

Currier remembered his outfit again.

On the grabbed chest, now the tickling sensation of zawazawa competes.

"Hey... Cecily"

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"Yes, somewhere now...... another garment, can't we procure it?

"No. You look so good, I'll have you go with those clothes."

See yourself in the window vitreous.

My teeth almost floated.

I almost got a weird laugh.

Turning back to Cecily, Currier waved his hand to the left and right with a boom.

"No, I knew I didn't have this! Let's at least get this..."

"Look, I don't try this as hard as a ribbon! Meh, right!?

Guru, he pushes his forehead at his fingertips to blame.

"Ugh..."

"Ah, it's time to get to the Big Clock Tower"

"Huh? Already?!?

Put your hands on the window. Currier checks outside.

"Wow, wow, I knew I couldn't! Turn back!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry...... I can't turn back anymore"

"Oh, get off! Just me, because I'm going down here!

"Ho? He wants to come down here and get the crowd's attention... but I don't mind?

"Yes - no, I knew there was no going down here! What should I do..."

"Heh heh, be mindful"

…………

I wasn't going to do anything about it.

Thus the carriage carrying the two Curriers and Cecily arrived in front of the large clock tower.