My new husband, sometimes a little surprised, was basically a choro person.

Compared to my previous husband, it's a difference between cloud mud. The basics are done, so it would be perfectly fine if you supported the fine parts of the manners. Besides, I'm serious and smart. No violence, he told me to use my free time as much as I wanted. I could even afford to study and read. Plus, my salary went up a little.

Besides snacks included. This is great again. When I snuck it home, it even gave me a souvenir. My family was glad I stopped making bruises.

But my new husband had to choke... and then I got to know.

"Oh, they found me, sss."

Dear Linka, who has been spooked. They targeted Lavita where she wasn't. I rush to give you the towel I happen to have, but to this extent, there will be nothing I can do. Think about what you should do to change.

In front of me are the children of the couscous laughing aristocracy. I guess they did. Oh, that woman is the one who refused to serve. I mean, did Mr. Linka get harassed because of me... and I felt angry, and I noticed something was wrong with Mr. Linka.

"... hehe"

Master Linka was laughing, but...

When I looked closely, my eyes weren't laughing. My spine freaked out.

Soon as I magically dried them and stared straight at them, Lady Linka laughed.

"You are your enemies. Look forward to paying you back."

"Become!?

"Ha!?

"If they do, I'll do it back! Naturally, you're ready to get hit back, aren't you?

And Master Linka probably did it back as declared.

One said he was targeted where he went into the bathroom. Besides, there are no samurai in their noble children, just samurai. Besides, the change of clothes had been made a mess. He had to go home wet.

The other got into a pit where he was walking. Inside the pit was a pond, and there was a samurai, but the samurai alone could not be pulled up, and she was crying while the samurai called for help.

The last one was watered, giving him a scattered chase by the golem of his hand that came out of his desk and the golem of his upper body alone. Besides, it's the one out of Golem's mouth. It's too frivolous.

Incidentally, the child of the nobleman who was the victim was the most highly identifiable and the main culprit who soaked Master Linka.

But why did I say maybe because I don't have proof? Wet in the toilet, no witnesses in the pit. The golem has also disappeared.

But considering they all got soaked up as a result... it seemed to me that Master Linka was the killer.

Naturally, Mr. Linka was rebuffed by the ladies, but he said it back.

"How's that? I think it's bad for the guy who just did what he was supposed to do, though, huh? I'll admit it. I don't have a brother-in-law, and I'll be honest with you."

Mm-hmm. Master Linka has a bad personality. But it's best to say. Don't do it if you don't want to be hit back. That's right.

To the girls that you must have done it, Master Linka laughed and said with a nose.

"Then bring me proof. Or I'll sue you for libel? You didn't do it yourself, did you? You're doing something else to yourself anyway, aren't you? They resent you pretty much, don't they? Ladies."

I thought you didn't leave any evidence for sure. The children of the unpunished aristocracy were nonetheless heckled by Master Linka, but they had all been returned.

-They were preempting the magic of➡ reflexes trying to water them, returning them.

-It involved a trap➡ that was rigged to steal or sin things and was tied up in outrageous outfits. They call it kicko bondage.

-He was attacked by a thug.➡ On the contrary, he said the thug did a nanny, and he was even holding his ass in tears. What did you do?

When I tried to spread the bad reviews of Master Linka, the community by a decent servant aristocratic girl called the Women's Alliance did everything in its power to stop her. I hear that Master Linka is a preacher for Moe.

I'm Moe. And how long did they isolate those who tried to discredit Master Linka?

Furthermore, when I put my hand on Master Linka, it became rumoured that there would be many times more reprisals coming and no one else would turn a blind eye to Master Linka.

The ladies who got their hands on it were still resented by a large number of warrants, so on the contrary they are now being harassed by other warrants.

"Um, did the first one still have Mr. Linka?

I snuck up and asked Master Linka when most of them were ready.

"Oh, the first two are spirits, not myself. Only the last one is myself. Ah, for once, I am the protector of the Spirit King. So the other spirits cleaned up, sss."

"What if what they have is gone..."

Half spirits, half humans.

"..................... Really?"

I mean, she just kind of did it back, and she wasn't involved in anything else. But it's horrible how spirits harass themselves voluntarily. Nature will turn everything to the enemy. I swore to my heart to keep Master Linka from getting mad.

In the first place, Mr. Linka would not harm anyone else from herself if she didn't try to harm her, so no problem. Instead, he's a good husband who cares about us.

I just asked you to talk to me before I did. Rather, I pleaded with all my might. And you'll think later that you were right to do this favor.

By the way, when I reported the matter to Master Rosalind, I told her I looked nostalgic.

"I miss him. I apologized for being summoned to catch his principal's zra."

"... Really?"

I realized that her correction was impossible to do to Lord Linka's rare play, which pops up one after the other.

By the way, Mr. Rosalind is supposed to be younger than Mr. Linka... but I stopped because there's going to be snakes when I get to it poorly.

Linka-Watase... my husband has no mercy for his basic enemies.

"This is the kind of plan..."

"Rejected! Let's discuss it! I'll figure it out!!

"No, Ditts, I was right to scout you."

"... right"

Lady Rosalind and Lavita, other HRs. Convince me!

And since the disciplined Linka basically reports to me before she does, I helped, persuaded, persuaded, persuaded and persuaded, depending on the situation. Unsurprisingly, Master Linka has a lot of blood.

I feel more troublesome today than the Duke of Carlisle son in a way.

But perhaps the most troublesome thing is that you don't want to quit your followers at all, no matter how troublesome.