Common Sense of a Warrior

... that's why I came to the city.

Just before going out, your father came home, so Mr. Schrey, Mr. Kreutz, reported each to his father and told him that I was going out with Mr. Schrey and the others as well.

"Well... if I had Schrey and Kreutz's eyes, you wouldn't be doing weird imitations either," I'm glad you agreed safely...

Nevertheless, I almost said unexpectedly what your father's concern would be if I didn't cause some disturbance.

Nevertheless, I kept my mouth shut because I have a priori for how many minutes.

You can't shoot a squeamish. I chose to be a wise one.

Aside from that, downtown crowded with people at night.

Many people eat and drink here and there.

We went inside a store that seemed a little expensive, relatively calm among them.

Actually, it's the second time I've been here. Mr. Kreutz and the others brought me here before.

"Oh, Mr. Schrey. It's been a long time. For a while in King's Landing?

As soon as I get to my seat, a woman comes from the back to say hello to Mr. Schrey.

It's Madame Caluit, the owner of this store.

"Come on. I honestly don't know."

"Ha. Well, it's good to have a job. Work hard, earn some money, and relax and rest your wings here."

"You'll be here a little while, Madam"

Mr. Schrey responds with a bitter laugh.

Madame had a glossy grin on such a reaction.

I take my gaze off those two exchanges and look in the store.

The store was filled with beautifully dressed women.

Seems quite thriving today.

"Oh......! Mel's with you today."

"I'm out of time, Madam"

"Well...... as always, what a courteous child! Besides, she's really cute."

Madame stares at me with her sparkling eyes and strokes my head.

Last time I was here, for some reason, Madame liked it.

I feel so good about being pure favored by such a beautiful person.

... My gaze from the front, back, left and right faces feels stinging, but I don't care.

"Mel, what are you drinking today? I bought all kinds of fruit for Mel."

"Is that true?... Thank you, Madam"

"Come on, let's go to your seat together."

Madam pulled my hand and walked to my seat.

I was obsessed with conversations with Madam, and I didn't realize that then.

"... hey Kreutz. Why are Madame and Mel so close?

"Anything... when Madame was stuck, she said it was Mel who snatched the stolen package back. He appeared refreshed, inhibited the killer's whereabouts, and succeeded brilliantly in defeating the furious ones with it. He didn't ask for anything in return, and even escorted him straight home to Omake. I'd fall in love with that cuteness with more manly words and deeds than men! That's Madame's word. By the way, I hear Mel himself completely forgot about it."

"Boning Madame of Hundred Wars Smelting... Terrible"

"Oh, really, in many ways."

... behind you, that there was such a conversation going on.

When I took my seat, several women sat in their seats with me.

There's Madame beside me, and she takes care of me worthwhile.

Everyone enjoyed the conversation, while the women they were with expanded the conversation and added flowers.

"This fruit juice is delicious. Thank you, Madam."

"I'm so glad you thanked Mel. It's worth the preparation."

Madame's smile, dazzling.

Was Madame's smile unusual for the women in her seat, her eyes patting and looking at Madame?

"Madam, you really like Mel. Speaking of which, I was here with Mr. Kreutz last time, and I'm here with Mr. Schrey this time... What the hell is the connection between Mel and everyone?

One of the women asks me that.

"He's training with us."

The answer to that was Mr Kreutz.

"What!? At this age? You guys are strong, aren't you?... and yet we can train together?

"Oh, well. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here with us."

To further mention, Mr Kreutz has a bitter laugh.

No... Mr. Kreutz isn't the only one.

Everyone in this room had the same look on their face.

"But I hear it's pretty tough training... Mel, are you okay?

"I have the same escort role as Mr. Schrey and the others. Because you have to be strong for the Lord."

In the meantime, communicate the settings of the table.

Even more surprisingly convincing to my explanation... everyone's reaction was very interesting.

I'm a little wondering what will happen if I tell you who I really am with this.

... Well, I have nothing to say.

"Oh well... you're so small, you're trying"

"No, I don't..."

It lit up a little and I felt as if heat had gathered on my face.

…… Actually, hey, I have a sister. Maybe just the same age as Mel. "

"Heh... is that your sister? Your sister's sister must be cute."

In fact, in front of her, she is a beautiful person with light golden straight hair.

"Well, Mel, if you"

To my words, she laughs couscous.

... Yeah, it's beautiful after all.

The man next to Mr. Schrey...... it's good evidence that Mr. Doula is blushing his cheeks when he looks at her.

Second, I have an eye for who I am.

... this identity of no one to be girly.

The beginning and end of what Mr. Kreutz and Mr. Schrey say is more masculine than a man.

I'm not dissatisfied with it, nor have I ever cared about it... but when I'm surrounded by beautiful people like this, it's something I still care about.

"What's up, Mel?"

She asks if it was on her expression or if she's sharp.

"You're all beautiful. I always thought so."

"Hehe...... thanks. But Mel's cute enough, isn't she?

"... is that right?"

"Right? Even if I'm not in a hurry, girls can be who they want to be. If Mel wanted to be a little older, she'd be the kind of beauty everyone would look back on."

Although I honestly can't imagine everyone looking back... I was comforted by her words.

"Mel. If you need any help, you can always tell me.... There may be plenty of people around Mel who will be on Mel's side, but I'm sure there will be plenty more to ask about same-sex."

"Thank you. Yeah..."

"My name is Luluria."

"Mr. Luluria. Keep it up."

I started Mr. Luluglia that night and had a great time getting along with Madame's shop sisters and leaving the store.