Tanaka family, reincarnated.

"Ep!!!

As soon as Emma took the thread off her mouth violet to talk to the ninja, Mr. Cormay's cat punch burst into the ninja's cheek.

"Hey, Mr. Kormey! Aren't you pathetic all of a sudden!? Ah, my teeth are missing..."

William picks up a flying tooth on a beaten clap.

"Hmm? Isn't this teeth?

"Isn't that it? When something fails, it's a pattern that plants poison so it doesn't get divulged.

Georg answers by peeking into something like William's teeth.

"? Are you going to die of a failed mission? Wouldn't go that far!?

What a violent idea, Joshua blames Georg.

"No, because I'm a ninja..."

"Well, yeah"

"You're a ninja."

The ninjas had been briefed by the three brothers as being like spies, Joshua, but spies in the kingdom don't do anything to cut their own lives for failing to do their job. In the military, etc., Hitch seems to be responsible for mission failure and sometimes executed, but this is a really special case of Hitch.

The three brothers speak as a matter of course of the unique culture of the empire that even Joshua, who is accustomed to foreign countries, cannot think of.

"So, what's Mr. Cormay doing since just now?

"Ni?"

He is sticking the tip of Moffmoff's forefoot in the mouth of a ninja with his teeth splashed.

"Oh, are you trying not to bite my tongue?

"Nyan."

It's kind of you to be Mr. Cormay, but what a picturesque surreal ninja mopped in the mouth. What is it? I'm a little envious.

"Ninja, what's your name?

Allow Mr. Kormey to take his forefoot off his mouth and have a conversation, but the ninja doesn't answer.

'Unfortunately, even if I chewed out my tongue, I have a first aid mind, so I can't let you die, can I?

Rest assured, he smiles and speaks with a good smile, but the ninja's face just stained with more fear. The cats...... how much did you hurt them?

My name is Emma Stewart.

Introduce yourself with a direct thank you from Hilda. Well, maybe he knows about his name because he's sneaking into the mansion, but he used to say goodbye from a proper greeting to communicate smoothly.

"My brother Georg Stewart and my brother William Stewart. And my childhood friend Joshua Rotosilt. Cats Cormay and Lew, Kan, and Cho. It's Violet the Spider. '

In addition, I will introduce the faces in the room, but the hard expression of the ninja will not move.

However, the ninja's head was engraved with the wrong information that the kingdom's cats and spiders are so big plus resistant to the chemical class.

"Ninja... there are so many of them that I will, for convenience, call you Mr. Hattori"

Look, because it's you, Hattori, speaking of ninjas. I just took the liberty of naming a dull ninja and trying to move on to the story, and I realize that hatri you have a stunned look on your face.

'Are you saying that all of this information is foreseen...'

The ninja sighs, as he conceived.

An unusual fighting power between a big cat and a spider that even perceives signs of ninjas.

He was removed from the planting poison in the event of a mission failure, and chewing his tongue was also prevented in advance.

From the 19 equally dressed ninjas, pinpoint their heads and even name them for convenience… complete defeat.

'What... you want to know?

You can't betray the Empire, but if there's a difference in power so far, it's not a good idea to resist poorly. It's supposed to be easy to kill, but they caught me alive, so I guess I have something to grasp.

Return the Tasked Prince safely to the Empire. This is our top priority. For that reason, we can't even close the deal.

The girl in front of me drops her hips and meets her gaze before answering the ninja's question in perfect imperial language that is completely uncomfortable from earlier.

'... aren't you hungry?

'What?'

I have a voice for unexpected questions.

'It's a discretionary imagination... the kingdom doesn't know that Mr. Hattori and the others exist, does it? If you take turns eating dinner but you don't understand the words, you won't be able to shop. Stealing or fishing for leftovers risks finding out when it's for 20 people...'

Meals were one of the things that bothered my head as I worked in this kingdom.

Few foods were brought from the food-distressed country. I'm already running out of bottom.

Prince Taske said he had a long way to go to stay in the kingdom as an international student.

This girl...... are you going to blackmail her freshly for food?

We are ninjas of the Empire. Besides, the elite in the elite, I have trouble being fooled.

'... I can't move as much as I'm hungry. Ninja stuff......!

After knocking, the door of the room opens in chatter.

"Excuse me. Um, Lady Emma, dinner's ready."

Martha enters the room with a large pot on the cart and tons of bread.

There is a gentle aroma of fluffiness and corn cream soup.

"Corn cream soup!!!

I loved Emma.

"Dear Emma...? This is their meal, isn't it?

Martha cautions Emma as she drops in to be caught by the scent.

I can see with cold eyes if I'm going to eat all that in the morning and still eat it.

From Martha's eyes, she grins again at Mr. Hattori to escape.

"You can't fight when you're hungry, right?

The ninja opens her eyes to see if this girl even covers the imperial adage.

I had no idea that I was going to be flirted with by a girl with a weak, prominent big wound, thin body that seemed to fly away just because it hit me.

"Mr. Kormey, wake the sleeping ninjas up for you too? We need to eat rice at..."

"Nyan."

Mr. Kormey pushes the meatballs around the unconscious ninja's forehead according to Emma.

"... ugh."

"... what, to?

"... Munyu?

Mr. Hattori whines when he sees one of his men wake up one after the other, unbelievable.

"Live... are you there?

To eat, William, who was taking the thread tangled in Mr. Hattori, inadvertently answers the whine.

"You're alive, aren't you? I won't kill you just for trespassing on boulders."

"William, can I speak Imperial?

Georg, who was taking the yarn of the ninja next to Mr. Hattori, purposefully points it out in Imperial language for some reason.

'No... we're both talking?

"'Ah!

Mr. Hattori and the other ninjas are sending their surprise gaze to Georg and William.

Because of this, until now, only Emma, who is finding out, has spoken in Imperial language and is smashed. You sorry brothers.

…………

'In the meantime, let's eat!

What I've done, I can't help it. Smile and Emma turns the soup away and leaves it in front of the ninja. I don't have a desk or chair for a room I haven't used, so I ask forgiveness for putting it on the floor, although it's a little behaving.

At the very least, lay a lunch mat made in an embroidery class. I made about 150 sheets in good shape, and Martha was bringing them to my attention because I still had a lot of extra to hand out to the warrant that would give me the treat.

"Master Emma?

Emma's hands still won't stop after handing out soup for 19 people.

I am willing to eat myself.

"Do you want both your brother and William?

"I do seem to be hungry..."

"... you want to eat when you watch"

There's been a lot going on in the morning, so both Georg and William sit quietly next to the ninja and wait for the soup.

The ninja sitting next to me shivers her body vividly, but she's fine.

"What about Joshua?

"I'll go!

Joshua answers vigorously with a slightly covered feeling and sits next to the ninja with momentum.

"Master Emma gives me... soup... it makes me feel better...! It's like a couple! Newlyweds! God...... thanks, gratitude, rain, ah...... et al......!

Put the bread Martha had also handed out to the ninjas before Emma's soup before Joshua whimpering about something. That's with the look of a poor man.

The ninja sitting next to him also looks at Joshua with a bump and grunt in surprise. There is something to convey even if the words don't make sense.

'Okay, gentlemen. Let's eat!

Anxiously looking at Emma, who grins and joins hands, a freshly awakened ninja stares.

What the hell is going on here?

'What's going on?

I've always been conscious, and even Hattori, who talked to Emma directly, doesn't know why. The anxiety of my men has no choice.

It's the first time I've left the Empire with a decent meal. What if this was poison? What if it's got a confession or something?

"There's no poison in it, is there?

Emma says as I see it and carries the soup to my mouth before anyone else.

"Mmm! Delicious."

Don't get tired of a bite, carry it to your mouth many times with a full grin and hold it with the hands of those who don't have a spoon so your cheeks don't fall off.

"We'll have it too..."

In front of Emma's poisonous smile, Hattori never lifts the plate.

"I don't know!

If you want to kill me, you've already been killed using those giant cats and spiders.

Even if I say what I want, if I think calmly, I know not only the existence of a clandestine country, but also a ninja hidden even within the Empire, but beyond to my own name. I haven't been the enemy since the beginning.

Even if this yellow liquid is poisonous, we won't have a choice but to eat it.

Learn from the girl in front of you and use something like a spoon to carry yellow liquid into your mouth.

"Ouch!!!

Tension runs on the ninjas of my men when they see their heads cramping their bodies. After all, I thought it was poison.

The head, which drank down the gokun and liquid approximating the concerns of his men, exhales furiously.

'... yummy! What is this? Yeah!'

With a hunger beyond hunger, the sweetness spreads in his mouth to the ninja-friendly who kept immersing himself even in the task without complaining.

Swallow it warm and it will twitch and unravel the body that was stretched by fear. A thick cream falls into the empty stomach palace, claiming to exist.

Heh heh heh, I heard a little laugh, and when I looked at the front, there was a girl's smile.

Hattori stops moving there all the time.

Why didn't you notice? To the beauty of this girl.

Hattori asks herself. All the imperials have blue hair and eyes. The kingdommen of various colors were unfamiliar and perplexed every day.

But what a beautiful thing about the girl in front of you...

It's delicious, isn't it?

The moment I narrow my eyes, ask Hattori, and see the girl tilting her neck, Tokun and heartbeat bounce. Would I have even had this feeling for my wife?

Like an adolescent boy, he blushes and instead of having no words, Hattori snorts cocoonly.

"Huh? Head?"

'Are you all right? I knew it was poison!?

Tell your worried men that they manage to be okay and encourage them to eat.

It's not poison, and even if it was poison, it's a juice that tastes good enough to think it's worth eating.

It's a delicious juice... more than that...

The sound of my heart sounds so loud that I think it's ringing from all over my body.

Don't look at that girl any further.

Reason sounds the alarm. Yet, for the first time in my life as a ninja, my instincts... win.

Pak. Also, the girl sips, her eyes meet at the time she mouths the soup, and the girl who notices it looks at Hattori and holds her yummy hey cheeks.

That's cute! Cuteness Limits Passed!! Supreme!!! Honorable!!!!

Holy shit! Heaven... woman...

She is a heavenly woman of beauty and adorability.

In my heart, Hattori is convinced.

Hattori Hanzoo

He is 52 years old.

Securely, poor man who was within the validity of Emma's old whee.

The suspension bridge effect from the fear of cats and spiders has also combined to become one of a number of victims, who fell to the bottom of Satan's hell.

Georg and William watched the corn cream soup a little further away from the hatri holding down his chest as he flushed the tsar from his mouth.

"Is that it? Is it Deshab? I think I saw that sight earlier..."

"Sister, if you think you're some kind of ninja friendly... if you look closely, you're a stoic worker Ikeoji, Mr. Hattori..."

"Eh, my sister. From the Demon King."

Such a brotherly fear. Emma heads to the pot with her own soup dish emptied.

"Someone else?"

"'"' Yes!

The ninjas, younger than Hattori, were ninjas, impressed by the flavor of intense corn cream soup and, if they noticed, were completely gripping their stomachs.

With Emma, even the Empire's elite ninjas can attack with ease.

"That... sister, you're doing it unconsciously, aren't you?

"Something... you're gonna flatter me, aren't you?... I'm going to report it to my father..."

Pours the leftover soup all at once and Georg stands up.

In the end, I sided with all the ninjas I caught while I didn't hear anything.