Ascendance of a Bookworm

When Benno walks early enough with a cutlet and a big crotch, my head shakes with a princess hugged and lying down. I want you to walk so that I don't shake any more because it feels like my brain miso is scratched.

With that in mind, the footsteps came after me rushing from behind.

"Dear Benno, please wait!

It's Fran's voice. My jaw appeared from Fran's chest in the vision I laid down as Gakun. Call again as Fran walks about half a step behind Benno.

"Dear Benno,"

"What? As you can see, I'm in a hurry"

Without even trying to stop his leg, Benno returned his words in a vegan state without any shards of politeness. Fran was frightened for a moment by that blurry attitude, but breathes in and eats down.

"Let me carry Master Mine"

"I'm in a hurry. Rejected."

"We can't let customers carry us. I am Lord Mine's sidekick."

Benno, I was heartbroken by Fran's words that I did not intend to pull on my opponent, but Benno suddenly stopped on his feet.

"He who doesn't have the strength is small or heavy. Never drop it."

"I know, sir."

Benno, slowly kneeling on the spot, gives me to Fran.

Fran stood up, fine-tuning the position of my head and arm. The position of the head now leads to Fran's shoulder, so the head no longer shakes with gakungakun.

"Fran's a good hugger."

When I say that with admiration, Fran points his voice as if he were just a little angry.

"Master Mine, you don't have to talk."

"I can't help myself, but my head feels cold, so I'm not pushing anything."

"... because you don't seem to mind your language"

Fran's words are filled with worrying colors, and I laugh small. I know Fran cares and I'm a little embarrassed, but I'm a little happy.

"You know what, Fran? When Delia and Gill are around, I don't know when the next opportunity is for the two of us to talk, so I want to tell you. Okay?"

There may be other clerics in the hallway, so whispering to tell a secret story in Fran's ear, only his gaze remained straight forward, and Fran nodded small.

"I'll ask."

"Me, I don't know anything about nobility yet, and I think I'm going to get Fran in so much trouble, but I'm going to try to remember him as soon as I can, so I need your help. I'll do my best to help the Chief Cleric, so I was wondering if we could work together because the purpose is the same?

I saw the strength caged in Fran's arms, Fran's throat buddha up and down, breathtaking.

"Because that's what I do.... I hope you'll forgive me for not speculating on the Chief Cleric's heart and for the consequences of hitting Mein with dissatisfaction..."

"Huh? I can't guess, what? Didn't the Chief Cleric explain it properly?

It makes me a poker. Without explanation, if it were given to me, it would be unhappy. I just can't help thinking that it's a left transition to be transformed from a side service with a clergyman into a side service for a blue witch apprentice - that, too, is a civilian little girl who is not a nobleman.

"I don't know how much of an enemy there is around me, so the chief clergyman doesn't talk much from time to time so they don't take his word for it. Though I paid for it, I was surprised by how many words you said today."

"No, no, it's a problem that my men don't have an intention. Fran was hard on me without knowing his intentions, wasn't he?

I have no idea what the hell the position of the Chief Cleric is, but if I had made such loyalists feel sad, my allies must just be diminished.

"Right. The sheriff didn't need me, and I was told I was about the same person as Delia and Gill."

"I don't have that. Chief Cleric, while keeping Fran with me, he has no shards of what he intends to do with Fran."

I whispered sneakingly for a lowly follow-up that made my loyalty to the chief cleric even stronger and, finally, I hope he will be nice to me, too.

"Shall we?

Although it takes the form of doubt, Fran's voice has a distinctly strong color of denial.

"I'm just in the mood to lend it to me, so I can order Fran to say no to me once I'm supposed to be the new Lord, before I have a guest named Benno. You said you could manage your health by the fall, but if you replaced it with a regular nobleman, wouldn't that be pretty rude?

"... Master Mine is right"

The front door opened when Fran leaked a creaking little laugh.

Just as the carriage came in front, I could see the man who was timing his eyes black-and-white at our too early appearance.

"Fran, give me mine"

Benno spreads his arms on the carriage first. After Fran showed a moment of hesitation, he gave me to Benno, making a grumpy voice.

"Can't I accompany you, too?

"No. When you get out of the temple with that clothing, there's a boring problem."

Piscilli and the word of rejection were thrown up from Benno, who received me. I guess you didn't think they'd say no because of the clothes, Fran looks down at his clothes like he's confused.

"But other than this..."

"If it's used, I'll have my clothes ready by next time. Give it up today."

"I'm afraid so."

After thanking Benno, Fran crossed his hands in front of the carriage and got a little nervous.

"Dear Mine, I look forward to your safe return"

It was a greeting directed at the Lord going out, but wolfed by unexpected words. I don't know how to answer that.

I thought the Lord of Fran was the Chief Cleric, and not a good Lord for Fran. I shouldn't have been there to wait.

Benno whispers low in his ear to me, unable to return the words.

"I'll leave you to your absence. You can answer that."

Even when they say I'm away, the temple is not my house, I don't have a room, and it's not as thoughtful a place as I can say I am yet.

Even though it is easy to argue that way, if Fran told me that I was waiting, I felt like I had to come back here, as Lord of Fran, and I felt itchy.

Take a gentle breath and answer as Lord as best you can.

"Fran, I'll leave you alone."

In the carriage, with his head on Benno's lap, he was sidelined with Goron in his seat. When I was wrapped up in Benno's cloak with the gold brooch removed, I felt my cold body warm up a little.

At the same time I exhaled a ho of relief, I realized my situation and wanted to shout it out unexpectedly.

What is this!? Isn't that the one with the knee pillow!

In addition to the secret exchange of letters, I never imagined that I would do it with Benno until my first knee-pillow experience with a heterosexual other than my own. Would it be okay to have a no-count event without love?

There's no way I can avoid the condition of putting all my weight on Benno's knees on my own, so I just have to be in this illuminated and embarrassing position until I get to the store.

I ask Benno a few quick questions to disperse the mood for escape.

"Beh, Mr. Benno, a cleric, don't you have regular clothes?

"You don't have to. No wonder you don't have it."

According to Benno's description, the priest leaves the temple and appears in the direction of the lower town only during the ritual. A gray cleric who is not as conspicuous as a blue cleric, but who basically never leaves the temple, flirts through the city and becomes evil conspicuous. It also says that if a gray cleric moves to obey me, he must be noticed even if he does not like it.

"Um, well, uh..."

"Mine, shut up already"

After Benno stroked his forehead loosely, who said so in a quiet and forgiving tone, he gently shakes my hand to give heat to his cold hand. That was as if an important lover had fallen.

Even in my previous life, I didn't have this kind of experience. As far as I'm concerned, I was puzzled through shame. I don't know how to react.

Don't let your tone flutter, Mr. Benno does this unconsciously, so you get a strange misunderstanding from around you!

As you have read my thoughts, Marc sitting in the front lays his eyes down sadly.

"Sir, Mine is not Master Leese. It's okay."

"... I know. I know, so don't tell me it's okay."

Benno said so looking out the window, but he would not let go of my hand. I don't see the look on Benno's face at all not trying to see this one.

But I felt I could do anything and touch a place Benno shouldn't have touched that looked perfect. Maybe his lover must have passed away, laughing "it's okay" to reassure Benno.

The carriage reached the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce without being able to speak up or hold back a large hand that would provide heat.

It was almost at the same time that your man unlocked the outside and opened the door, and Marc jumped out of the carriage. Open the store door and give instructions to employees. Even if you seem in a hurry, the lovely butler Marc seems competent. While wrapped in Benno's cloak, when I was brought into the back room, which Benno could hold, the bench was carried in by Marc and his employees.

Lutz, come to the back room.

While waiting for my return at the store, I hear Rutz, who seemed to be at work, running up in a bumpy footsteps at the rare Marc's shout.

Benno peels off his cape once and lays me down in a bench brought into the back room. I felt my arm unexpectedly heavy with my fallen arm resting on my stomach. Fluffy from above and cloak instead of futon.

"Lutz, Mine has fallen in the temple"

Lutz peeks worryingly at my face rolled into the bench. He tilted his neck strangely, touching his forehead, neck, and hands.

"You look tired and pale, but you haven't got a fever, and, rather, your hands and feet are cold enough, have you? I just can't help it... I've never seen it before. Hey, Mine. What were you doing all day?

To Lutz's question I recalled a long day.

"Uh, I went to the temple, had an oath ritual, prayed and served, was introduced to the side service, got a little explanation from the clergyman, and was reading the Bible in the library until Lutz picked me up. After that, it's just what Lutz and Mr. Benno know, right?

"What is devotion?

"Er, being able to magic into a god's fixture. Reduces excess heat and refreshes it."

Kyururururu ~ …….

My stomach rattled on the way to the explanation. Everyone's gaze concentrates on my stomach.

Speaking of which, I thought you hadn't had lunch. I remember by now. I totally forgot I was nervous. It's rapidly coming up empty when I remember, isn't it?

"... I think I'm hungry"

When I said so, the air I had strained was a little loose. Marc smiles a small smile and opens the back door that leads to the upper floor.

"If you don't have a fever and you're hungry enough, you won't even change your health suddenly. Let's get something to eat as we get dressed, sir."

"Ah."

When the two disappeared into the back door, Lutz moved to the side of the bench with a chair. Sitting in a chair, frowning, Lutz opens his mouth like he didn't hear enough.

"What did you have for lunch when you were hungry at this hour?

"I haven't eaten"

Lutz leans his neck wonderfully when he hears my answer.

"Haven't you eaten? Why?"

"Because it's a waste of time reading a book. I don't have to eat for two days while I'm reading the book."

At that moment, Lutz's eyes set. Emerald eyes glow cold in anger, voices pointy.

"Hey, Mine. When was that?

"Huh? When..."

"Since you've been mine, you've been trying to make it because you don't have a book, right? When were you gonna tell me you wouldn't have had to eat for two days if you were reading a book? I'm guessing that wasn't before you became Mine, was it?

"Ah..."

A cold sweat came out of Lutz's words, knowing that I had Reino's memory, not the true Mine.

As Lutz pointed out, I didn't have to eat for two days because I was talking about the Reino era. Ever since I became a sick and frail mine, I never pulled it out of myself, even if I was ill and couldn't eat it.

"Besides, using magic means moving the fever of eating on your own volition, right? When you were about to get eaten, you said your body temperature was spiking and dropping sharply and it was hard. Using magic is the same thing, right?

"There's a difference between a one-sided, magically absorbed devotion to one place and a fever with no place to go in the body and a rampage."

"Aren't we together when it comes to moving magic? After all that hard work, with a frail, infirm body, you decide to fall if you wander all the way to this time without lunch! Mine's idiot!

After shouting, Lutz sighed like he was powerless. And Lutz takes my hand and puts a trick on my forehead. "It's summer and it's cold," he muttered, staring at me with his crying eyes.

"You could die again. Give me a break. I just took my eyes off it, and if this is going to happen, it's not enough to have any heart."

Even if I wanted to comfort Lutz, as much as I could blink and move my mouth, my hands and feet would not move at all as I'd forgotten how to move.

"I floated in the library, and I totally forgot. Sorry, Lutz."

With tears seeping eyes, Lutz holds my hand, exasperating.

"Don't forget! It's your body!?

"What are you fussing about? He's a sick man for once. Keep your voice down a little longer."

He hurried to get dressed. Benno came out the back door, gazing at Lutz as he walked toward us.

Lutz, for Benno's sake, descends from his chair and releases my hand. As I vacated the place, I vomited feelings that I had no place to take.

"Because, sir. Mine's obsessed with the book, and he says he fell because he skipped lunch. Me......"

"Kon's a big idiot!!

"Hiccup!?

I was thundered enough to think my heart would stop at the person who told me not to make a scene with my sick opponent.

I'm excited to open my eyes, and even if Benno yells, I can't run away or block my ears, and I just have to look at Benno the Jen-royal with a surprised tearful eye.

"It is said that the slow growth of eating is due to being nourished by magic. Yet, using magic, what do you mean, skipping rice!?

"Oh, I didn't know that..."

"It must be about my body! Just take care and gather the information, Azuma!

"Phew!

I know what you're saying is right, but I don't know how to gather information about eating. If I said anything extra, it was going to be the result of oiling Benno's anger, and I mumbled.

"Mine's carelessness is not what started now, but mind your health a little bit more. It's time for your husband to stop yelling at sick people who can't even get up."

Gentle, but never spoiled, Marc puts the kachari and dishes on the table, wakes my body and supports it.

"Mine, wouldn't you be able to eat this much?

I shredded the hard bread of the kachikachi and saw honey on the bread porridge, a sick meal dipped in milk. It would be sweet and delicious.

"I'm here for you, Lutz, so can you feed him?

"Me, I'm bad, so maybe I'll get that clothes dirty."

I pointed to the blue coat I was wearing and said as Lutz was in trouble.

Blue clothes are worn by nobles, so they are high quality and expensive. I have trouble if the milk stinks after zeroing. And since stripping is so much the kind of clothing that is worn off, it's hard to get it off while supporting me with no strength at all.

"I see you're in trouble with this"

"Marc, bring me the hardened part of honey. I need you to be able to move on your own for a little while, and it's hard to take it off."

Marc, who moved instantly to Benno's words, came to me with a small solidification crystallized by honey.

Sweet objects in the form of rattlesnakes, like golden flat sugar, roll into my mouth. I can see it unwrapping carefully and the thick sweetness spreading twitching all over my body.

I just skipped one lunch and it really didn't seem nutritious enough. By the time the solidification of the honey stopped melting in my mouth, I felt a little warmth coming back to my body.

A few more, the solidification of the honey was thrown into his mouth, and as he was licking the corn, Benno scratched Gashigashi's head.

"Mine, did the Chief Cleric say anything about using magic? Feeling sick or something like this could happen later..."

I recall the words of the priest in the morning.

"Uh, to serve to an unaffordable extent, I was told. My body was lighter and refreshed, so it wasn't a burden at all."

"I see. But you've always eaten yourself, and magic filled your body all the time, haven't you? Is it possible that you've come to modulate because of the loss of what is always there?

"... there may be"

I concentrate my consciousness and try to open the lid that is pushing in my magic. Slowly circulate heat into your body to the point where it twitches and spreads. I could see the cold fingertips warming up and going. Close the lid again after pouring heat into the missing area.

"Looks like Mr. Benno got it right. Looks like your body's warming up."

"I need you to stop falling from raising your temperature too much."

Immediately Lutz's attention flies. You seem to have a complete grasp of what I'm about to do.

"... I think I'll be fine"

I try to hold my warming hand slowly and open it. I still feel strong, but I started to move properly of my own free will.

Benno, who was watching it, strokes his chest down and exhales.

"... Mine, I hear a lot more about eating too. Check with the Chief Cleric about magic. Still young, but with better eyes for the blue clergy"

"... Huh? Is the chief cleric young?

Increasing the number of blinks to unexpected words, Benno answered me as he prefaced, "I don't know how young you are for a kid, but I don't know how much you mean.

"From what I've seen, it's 22-23, right? It seems unfamiliar that the public hasn't rubbed it much, so it's possible that you're a little younger..."

"Liar!? Aren't you about 30? I didn't think he was much different from Mr. Benno."

"Mine. You, that, you never tell yourself, do you?

He was stabbed in the nail with a scary face.

But I'm calm, I'm somewhat of a piercer, I'm used to using people, and I'm about "long," so I guess it's your age there?

Mmm, thinking, I move all over my body, and try to strike a turnaround to get up. I had not yet been able to move completely, and instead of turning my back, I fell out of a botched bench.

"Mine!?

"What are you doing, you idiot!

"I thought it was time to get up..."

Three men caught eyes in all my excuses.

"What's he saying that I couldn't move at all?

"Oh, you really can't keep your eyes open,"

"Please, be quiet."

The three of them seem relieved that I have recovered a bit, and their emotions seem to have begun to turn from worry to anger. I saw an aura of anger behind the three surrounding me who fell.

"Lutz, let Fran of Mine's side serve you every time from now on, with or without magic exercises of the day, the content of your lunch, everything in detail."

"Mine has to be managed properly, you don't know what's going to happen, so it's natural. I was going to watch it, because it looks like this."

Benno stares at me in frustration as he taps the table with a ton of fingertips, and Marc has a scary smile that is seemingly nicotine but his eyes aren't laughing at all.

Without being able to argue, Lutz said he was blushing, listening magically to Benno and Marc's words as they soaked.

"I can't be deluded with that look on my face."

"Lutz?"

"There's no way that Mine, who preceded the book, could have listened to someone who was in a lower position than himself to serve."

Lutz, who best understands me, fingered me and proclaimed.

"If there's a report from a sidekick that he was angry that he was interrupted in reading a book or didn't have proper lunch... ask the great man in the temple to ban Mine from the library!

That's what killed him!

Apparently, thanks to me, all of you, even the temple is going to have a well managed health life.