Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

"I'll pick you up," Ilia contacted me a few days later.

As I relaxed at Wilmington's mansion, the maid contacted me about my arrival.

Looking at the garden from a large balcony upstairs, one carriage was passed through a large gate into the garden.

It would be the Ilias.

Relax in a softening mood as you watch the sight of being guided straight to the carriage stop.

If it's true, I'd like to jump out to pick you up, but I'm weighing myself because I've been stabbed with a quail saying, "Please refrain from doing anything unusual, such as welcoming us."

Ilia is tired of being polite.

I'm tired of my position.

But if that's her pride, painting mud is also a ridiculous story.

That's why I'm keeping my body under control like a tampon of cotton wool.

"I shrugged, and if you care so much, you should go"

Eclair, reading a seemingly elusive magic book at a table sitting on the balcony, makes a shocked voice.

This is rude, but she's actually smart.

Imaginarily, I also feel alive with momentum and intuition, but not.

I don't have time for my own magic mastery and application.

Using "Demon Eye" would understand everything about the past, but this would also be her pride, wanting to meet something new, even if she could control it.

Everybody's got a good hold of themselves, right?

"No, this is also your husband's business. If you can't help yourself, you don't have a face to suit everyone who serves you as Lord."

I want to settle down like a clan, too.

I guess it's stained with born imperialism over there.

I'm sure Eclair was born the same way, but he seems to be in a different situation.

"You're strange, aren't you? I'd like to hear about my hometown for once."

……

Hometown...

I feel drawn back to reality and my expression is strong.

Eclair panicked when she saw it.

"Oh, chi, it's not, Alice! You don't have to remind me, that... I'm sorry I didn't turn my mind."

It's not like I have bad memories, and there's no reason I don't want to go back there.

So it's a mistake to think that Eclair looked at my face and reminded me of something I don't want to remember.

I'm just accepting that this world has become mine at some point, and that just hurt a little bit when I think of my family's face.

Sometimes it comes out that what's wrong with homesickness?

"... n"

"Huh?"

The prank boiled over Eclair, who was grating.

He opens his arms with his mouth pointy just deliberately looking at him and holding him tight.

He looked at me like that and laughed bitterly at me like Eclair was relieved.

Eclair, who stood up with a book on the table, approaches.

"You're so cute."

Hold him like that and blow his homesickness away with that warmth.

"All right, forgive me!

"Say it."

We laughed small at each other in our ears.

◇ ■ ◇ ■ ◇

After that, Ilaria arrived safely at the mansion and went through all sorts of touching reunions, but I had a job just now.

Helping people in Alliance Rank C.

My guild rank has grown because of the work of the maids, and I'm already A-ranked.

Not that the maids take their own requests (they can't register because they were all orphans and other slaves in the first place), but they do their job with the brackets' Alice family '.

It feels like the representative has some kind of qualification and the employee works as a company (office).

Considering this, the way the Alliance works is also varied, and many people are being asked to do it at a gathering called the "~ Regiment".

That's more efficient, and less dangerous when asked by a group.

Well, of course there are those who say that the temper of 'adventurer' doesn't allow collective action.

Because I am an adventurer who loves freedom and independence.

"What, I want you to open the heart of a woman who was shaken by an elf back then"

Look through the requisition you were given.

"May I help you, ma'am? I like the lady. Instead, it's a request that only a lady can solve."

And Ilia hangs it in front of me at the mansion's office desk, and it's immovable.

"Ilia"

"Yes, ma'am"

Thread your eyes through the requisition and raise your gaze.

"Long time no see"

"I'm relieved that you haven't changed."

……

……

I will not stare at Ilia.

It is a smile with no facial expression change at all.

Also referred to as sales smile.

"Ilia"

"Yes, ma'am"

"... isn't something cold?

"It's my fault."

Ilia has a good posture and feels like she doesn't have some gaps.

Watching makes my eyes cling to the limp of my hips and the goodness of that style.

It's obvious to my gaze, so I don't do anything about it because I still don't like my gaze.

Hmm.

Inside such an iron-walled Ilaria's chest, you have to spit it out in moderation, as your husband.

"Ilia, nearby"

"... Yes, ma'am"

A soft, moving, semi-long blonde rocked, bewildered.

Around the desk, Ilia comes directly to the side of the chair where I sit.

"No difference?

"It's okay."

"Really? Are you suffering out of my sight?

"No problem"

Uh-huh...

I'll try to hold the stubborn Ilia's hand.

"Hey? I hate it when you realize this hand's warmth is gone, huh? Ilia, keep in mind that I care about you."

"... the lady is"

"Hmm?"

He put a little effort back into my hand he gripped and smiled like Ilia was in trouble.

"Sometimes it's a pain in the ass because I want to."

"Suddenly rambling!? Wow."

Next to the outrage, Ilia has pushed me down to the desk and slipped her own foot between her legs.

He said he was driven by a totally immobile situation.

"... Huh? What is this? Did I do something?

A chair falling on a detachment is rolling over a thick carpet making a dull noise.

My heart is so beating that it's not there...

On top of the tight body, the face is also close.

The more you exhale.

"This is me... how... how worried do you think I was"

But the evil tension crushed by Ilia's distorted expression, which did not look like a joke.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"The lady is not bad"

"Oh, and you say the killer is Lynn?

"You can't say that."

I'm not jealously talking about the upside of things, but I'm guessing it was pretty dangerous...

"Why do I regret not having slept with my lady!

"No, that's hilarious..."

So you're always gonna dive into my bed from now on?

"There is no good reason why I, the shield to protect the lady, would put the missouri lady at risk...

... I see, that the killer is himself?

It is the same inward punitive Ilia.

You saw this development when Ame was about to snipe me.

"I'm still too worried about Ilia."

"Lady, put a collar on me."

"Kubi...... Huh?

"Three steps away from the lady would be a good collar to explode."

"Three steps!?

Depending on the power, don't get me involved, too!

"I can't protect your daughter. I'm not worth it."

"Ugh, yeah...... shall we calm down for a second, Ilia?

It's too horror to think that...

How long have you been in this mood?

I try to humble myself and resist, but soon I can hold him back against Ilia.

"Ilia"

"Yes, ma'am"

Ilia laughed thinly when she received my gaze staring half-eyed.

I saw that look and was convinced.

"... you're playing"

"Heh, there's no such thing. It was serious."

As I say, I am released from custody.

I can be held up with my hands around my hips.

I finally got myself up.

"I don't have trouble getting jumped around with a light body like a feather like that, ma'am"

"For some reason, the case is coming, so I can't help it."

"I didn't expect you to love me out of trouble."

"I'm not happy..."

If the singularity Libra says is me, it seems to go along with a lot of things like that, and in a way, I know the cause is on me.

The only way to keep happiness alive is to get over it.

Living in this world seems troublesome too.

Of course, I'm not going to die.

I don't...

"Hey, Ilia? Isn't it an exaggeration to say that your life is mine?

"It's not a difference at all. emotionally or realistically."

"Oh, well, then it's the same thing to live and die."

"... hehe, you feel strange and relieved when you say that"

... Indeed.

"But there is no inconvenience for my daughter to live even if I die. There's no mistake there."

"Then don't die before me. It's an order."

"hehe, jesus, my, lady"

Ilia, kneeling on the spot, had not received a formal response in a long time.

Oh, I feel like I'm home.

Don't suffer, cough up and put the chair back on as you delude the lighting.

By the time I sat back in that chair, Ilia, who circled to the front of the desk, had completely corrected her residence and waited.

"Kohon, did you ask...? Let's take it. It's been a long time since I've had a chance to do my guild job."

"I'll arrange that, then."

"Yeah, please"

Returning the paperwork to Ilia, when she received it, she turned her back slightly and left the room.

Of course, I thanked him carefully before closing the door.

"Mmmm."

Because of the light pushing and pulling, I worry about Ilia extra.

... Playboy?

No, little devil?

Well, that's the first Alliance request in a long time.

Let's work seriously.

But this request, what is this?

Elves shook me... nothing good?

Elf romance and doing seems to be common in this world, so none of the rarities are weird in themselves.

What's weird is opening the hearts of women who disbelieve.

How traumatized are you...

Is it something I can't give up if I wasn't on edge?

There's a lot going on if you live, and it's not called male disbelief, is it?

... It's not me.

There's no reason to be in an elf, and how about in an open mind?

I also have requests like this...

Not anymore, but I might as well pick a job.

- You got a minute, Alice?

"Ah...... sister!!

"I knocked," he said as he brought it to the open door, knocking lightly at the door again.

It is a really cool way to act like Mr. Theon.

I feel comfortable with the short chestnut hair and the dark-looking eye of the nostalgia.

The peace of mind that brought me back to my family.

"Damn, I was worried you were gone all of a sudden, huh?

"Ugh... sorry about that. I was surprised, too."

Ilia messed with me, too.

"I heard you were in the East."

"Speaking of which, I met your sister's master, in the cave behind the waterfall"

You lived in a weird place.

"Huh? Were you as good as ever?

"What do you think? 'Cause we didn't have a match."

I paired up with Makina, not the blacksmith, in front of the waterfall cave, but you were amazingly strong.

Oh, better than that.

I turned my eyes to the knife I had left on the bag roll so I could decorate the cabinet in my room.

Find it so Mr. Scion can chase it too.

"What's that?

"Heh heh, that's your sister's new sword!

"Mine? Could it have been created for me by my master?

"... no, not again... but it was created for me by a very great famous artist"

Mr. Scion, intrigued, nodded forcefully as he asked with his eyes if he could open it.

Taking the bag of knives as they are on the shelf, the cherry blossom patterned black sheath reveals and entertains your eyes like a work of art.

That is an unparalleled delicacy.

Pulling out the sheath further, Mr. Zion's eyes opened wide.

"... this... how?

I'm a beautiful knife, I only felt about it, but I guess Shion, a swordsman, figured out the addition and subtraction of the product at a glance.

"Talk to me for a long time, but it's a shake of the whole body created by someone very trustworthy! They call it the Thousand Cherry Blossom Clouds."

That's a long time ago, Miyabi.

"Hehe, right. I love cherry blossoms, so I can admire the name that was awesome."

The origin of this name, named by the future Cyra, is also a bit of a concern.

"Really, can I use it?

"Who but your sister can use that knife?"

Of course I can't, neither will Ilia nor Ame.

"The blacksmith who created the knife said it was a protective knife. He said it was a heavenly sword that would protect everyone."

"Heavenly Sword, Thousand Cherry Blossoms Clouds"

Mr. Theon pulled the knife out once, waved it gently before nabbing it to flow.

...... cool.

"Don't let that blacksmith piss you off if you don't become a worthy user of a knife"

"Hehe, he said you can't beat Lykiri or something, so if you lose, you'll be Cancun, I'm sure"

"Ha, well, next time we fight, we'll have to cut it off."

If you cut off the lychee, everyone would just be flabbergasted.

Sometimes the famous Demon Sword Lykiri also loses, yeah.

... the user has already settled!

Your sister is the most powerful swordsman of all time!

And he is Mr. Zion, who begins to stroke my head in a pompous manner.

"Good day, Alice. Thanks."

"... I feel like I'm being treated like a child"

First time to use it, like.

"You don't like that?

"... heh, I can't help it. You can stroke more, right?

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Theon stroked me for a while with a bitter smile on my face.

Thanks to Makina's help, I've surpassed my turning point in this world.

Let's live it, it seemed so.