Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

"My milk kit is amnesia!?"

In the examination room, Fram shouted as he stepped forward.

Sarah, dressed in white, nodded with a serious expression.

"I heard you fell in the house, but it was a bad hit." That said, I don't think the brain is damaged, so I think it's temporary. "

"Well then, go back... thank goodness."

Putting your hand on your chest, you feel relieved and at ease.

That said, we just avoided the worst.

According to Sala, Milkit has forgotten about Fram.

Oh, I haven't seen you in a long time, Milkit.

Is it okay to say that you were a slave?

"I think that's probably the case." I'm in a state of cloudy memory, and it seems like it's ambiguous. "

"The most surprising thing is the milk kit." Because it must feel like you suddenly flew into the world of the future. "

"I wonder if you're surprised..."

Isn't that right?

"I think it's best to meet her for now." There's nothing more in your body, so just go home with me and you'll be all right. "

As she was told, Fram left the room and headed to Milkit in a separate room.

When I entered the hospital room, I saw her waking up from her bed and looking out the window.

When Milkit noticed the presence of Fram, he slowly turned his attention to him.

"Milkit..."

Milkit nodded slightly when he called his name.

His face was scarce and his eyes were somehow empty - when he saw it, he remembered when he met him in that dungeon.

(I'm really back...)

According to Eturna, Milkit fell at home and hit his head while Fram was at work.

Because she was unconscious, she was treated immediately, but when she woke up, she was in this state.

By the way, Etna, Ink, Cyrillic, and Chocolat are waiting outside the hospital room.

It's not good to give too much stimulus, so at first only Fram decided to face each other.

She approached Milkit's bed and sat down on the chair beside her.

"Do you know me?"

Asked, Milkit shook his head sievingly.

I was prepared, but I was quite shocked.

Even though I had no choice because I was at work, I wanted to be there and curse myself for not being able to protect myself.

“My name is Fram Apricot. I've lived with Milkit all my life."

"Do you mean the master who bought me to live?"

"No, I didn't buy it. I ran away with the slavers."

"... what shall I call you then?"

For once, they called me Master, though.

In other words, my mistress

"It means that slavery is not related to the Lord." Um... to be more specific, I was married to a lover, too. "

Are you a lover?

"Yes, yes."

Solidifying mill kit.

Fram also inadvertently silenced from the tension.

Then Milkit asked again without changing his expression.

Were you even married?

"Yes, it is."

The mill kit hardens again.

In awkward silence, Fram accidentally swallowed his saliva.

And yet, it was a special relationship called Master, wasn't it?

"And, special...?"

“I know it has to do with that.”

"No! I'm not your mistress!"

Isn't that right?

"No! I don't know what it is... look, Milkit doesn't know any other relationship either"

"Ahh..."

"I don't know what to call my relationship with Milkit for a long time!"

That's how the first call is settled, right?

That's it.

"... I see."

Apparently, he understood.

That said, when suddenly an unknown girl says, 'We are married to each other as lovers', it is not so easy to be convinced.

Fram felt that he was swallowing faster than he thought.

It also felt a little like a tongue from when I first met Milkit.

"Let's go home for now." I'm sure you'll remember something. "

Fram takes Milkit and leaves the room.

Then I met with the Eternas who were waiting for me and went home.

◇◇◇

Milkit looked around until he arrived at the house.

It must be true that she remembers the former capital of the kingdom.

When Fram also returned, I was amazed by the reconstruction, so I know how Milkit feels now.

But she's got a lot of doubts, too, and she won't ask Fram any questions.

Don't ask too much - you don't need to know - you think so.

It seems like Milkit was going to think about it when he was a slave.

Of course, there was no way that the Phraamites would leave them alone, and without asking anything, they explained the current king's capital, Conseil.

As usual, the reaction was weak, but I was interested in seeing him hitting the hammer.

And when Phuram casually held his hand, and entangled his fingers, he would not let go.

But, "Why would you do that?” I just said, strangely looking at his face and his hands alternately.

◇◇◇

Upon returning home, Fram first took Milkit to his room.

This is where we spent the longest time together.

Even though it's a room for two, there's only one bed.

That was the first thing Milkit cared about.

I was embarrassed to be pointed out again.

Ahahah, well, I'll sleep with you.

"How do you sleep? Am I still on the edge?"

"No, I'm going to hug you and go to sleep."

Does that mean your mistress will embrace me?

"If anything, I think the Milkit is more like a cuddle." Of course, I'll hug you too.

"I......"

Milkit's eyes slightly swayed.

Sigh--no, I wonder if you're ashamed.

(I wonder if my ability to read Milkit's mind is dull.)

I can't grasp my emotions, and I feel lightly depressed.

It's no use talking about it, because recently Milkit has become a completely emotional girl.

However, that was because Fram was there.

Would you like to try it?

"Eh..."

The expression on his face was known to Fram as well.

Puzzled.

I didn't think they were going to tell me to put it into practice.

"I'm sure you'll remember it because it's something you do all the time, right?"

Flum invites Milkit with open arms.

The current milk kit does not have memories of intimate contact with others, so it is normal to be confused.

But while I was lost, I got closer to my body.

And when we get within Fram's range...

Tsk, tsk, tsk

I was hugged.

"Ahh..."

Milkit shouts slightly, making his body shiver.

However, the tension quickly loosened due to the body temperature and soft feel.

Then, as if the movement was staining his body, he naturally turned his arms around Fram's back.

Do you remember anything?

Fram whispered sweetly in his ear.

"I don't know..."

Milkit answered with a thin voice.

However, to say "I don't know", I firmly adhered to my body.

At least I feel comfortable touching each other.

However, because I have no memory, I may not be able to judge it as "comfortable".

Well then, let's go to bed together like this.

"Yes, yes..."

The two of them sit on the bed hugging each other and lie down.

Milkit buried his face in Fram's chest.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Your body temperature is also rising, and you have special feelings for yourself, which are conveyed by sound and heat.

As Milkit lifted his face, Fram smiled as his tip touched his nose.

I'm sorry I seemed to be rushing you from before.

"No... nothing"

"I love any mill kit." Milkit has nothing to be impatient about. ”

“I don't need any care. I don't feel anything about it in particular.”

"I hope so." Aren't you sick of doing this? "

"I don't hate it. But... I'm not sure what I think."

Milkit tells the story, as he used to look for the meaning of the sentiment towards Fram.

And they hugged each other for a while.

◇◇◇

It has been about two hours since Milkit returned.

Cyril and Chocolat had already returned to the store because they had originally left their jobs to show their faces.

Meanwhile, Etna and Ink were reading books side by side in the living room because of their relative freedom of time.

In the past, the ink was on Eturna's lap and she was reading to her, but now both of them are concentrating on reading the magic book.

Then I heard footsteps coming down from upstairs.

Close the book for two.

It was Milkit who showed his face in the room.

Oh, it's just a milk kit?

The ink speaks out.

I wanted to talk to you without your husband.

"It's... again..."

Eturna senses Fram's emotions.

It is not hard to imagine that she would have been depressed when she was told to leave the room alone.

"Eterna-san, you were right. Can I ask you a few questions?”

"I don't mind that, but I want you to sit down first." You can sit freely in this house. "

"I see... yes, I understand"

Well then, I'll have tea.

A mill kit sits in front of Eterna as the ink switches seats.

She glanced at the ink in the kitchen to prepare her own tea.

"I know it's confusing because I feel like I've flown suddenly since I was treated as a slave."

"That's right... I haven't caught up with my head yet." It's hard to accept that it's true, even when you listen. ”

"If they say you're suddenly married, everyone will."

Really, what is it?

"Have you ever married Frum? That's definitely true."

Was there any special circumstance that Master made me your companion?

"There was a lot going on, but there was no doubt that the two of them were in love and married."

So, is it normal to hug like that?

"It's a fact that the two of you have fierce skinning."

"The story of hugging from my side."

"Neither the love of Fram to Milkit nor the love of Milkit to Fram is too much."

And Eturna decorated not at all, and told him the answer as it was.

Milkit stiffened and thought of something while staring at Eterna.

"Compared to when I first met Milkit, my recent Milkit has become much brighter. I think it's hard to fill that gap.”

“I can't imagine myself being bright. But more than that, I can't believe it.”

"What is that? Don't hesitate to tell me."

Milkit grabbed his hands under the table and opened his mouth with more serious gaze than ever.

Why would someone as wonderful as your mistress love a slave like me?

Eturna, who had unexpectedly stood up, said, "Huh?” He frowned out loud.

"The moment I saw Master for the first time, I was surprised. I can't believe there are so many glowing human beings in the world. Moreover, I began to say that he was my lover and even married. It's a dream.”

"Ahh... yeah"

"However, you held my hand and hugged me, and the temperature and feel of my skin could not have been felt in my dreams. In other words, this is a reality, isn't it? In reality, there is a woman who is both cute and sharp, and she loves me... right?"

No, yeah, it's not really a dream, though.

"It must be strange. Even though she's such a lovely woman, I don't know why she's so overwhelmed with slaves like me."

Can I ask you one question?

Here you go.

"I can't believe you left the room with Fram..."

"My chest is bitter, I'm happy, my head is full, and I don't know what to do anymore." I know this kind of selfish behavior shouldn't make you sad. "

The cheeks of the faintly colored milk kit.

She puts her hands on both cheeks to hide it.

Eterna, who had witnessed such a trick, unexpectedly held her head.

"I still looked at them sweetly..."

Thinking of it, Milkit was watching Flames all the time as he walked through the city.

At that time, I thought I was puzzled by the stranger's mistress who suddenly appeared - that was a mistake.

At that point, Milkit was already in love with Fram.

Just by forgetting how to show his emotions, Milkit still loves Fram even when he loses his memory.

(Yeah, it's been a while, Eturna. It's been a long time since I've seen you.)

The ink thought of that and was sniffing tea in the kitchen.

Previously, Eturna was often flirting with the relationship between Flum and Milkit, but recently she had become resistant due to her deepened relationship with Ink.

“What am I supposed to do?”

“I wish Fram loved me without thinking too much.”

Is that all right?

"Yeah... well, I think Fram wants that too."

"Master... yes." You can't make your mistress sad just because I can't stand it. I'll do my best this time, and even if my chest is pounding, I'll stay close to my mistress. "

Then Milkit thanked Etna and returned to Fram, who was on the second floor.

"Their love can't be torn apart even by amnesia..."

Eterna was awed and dreamed of, looking away behind her with complicated emotions.

(We'd love to get along, too.)

Ink was roasting tea in the kitchen while thinking about it.

◇◇◇

After that, Milkit spent the day with amnesia.

Fram gets closer than usual to the milk kit to regain his memory, and the milk kit accepts Fram's love as it is almost crushed by the happiness it is given.

Looking at it, Eturna felt her stomach slippery with more sweetness than usual.

Returning home, Cyril was satisfied with the initial exchange, but Chocolat either empathized with Etna or gave her her own stomach medicine.

◇◇◇

The next morning, Fram and Milkit woke up and greeted Eterna, who had descended to the first floor with ink, to make breakfast.

Eterna-san, Ink-san, good morning.

"Thank you very much." Listen, when I woke up, my memory of Milkit came back! ”

It was said that he would return soon, but the amnesia of Milkit was solved quickly.

“I'm sorry for the inconvenience yesterday.”

She bows her head.

"Actually, I don't remember yesterday." I heard from your husband that there was no particular problem, but did Eterna and Ink have any rough surfaces? "

“There's nothing wrong with that. Milkit was polite, even if he had no memory."

"Good... I heard you were back when you were a slave, but you were indifferent to all sorts of things." I thought you said something insensitive. "

“It's okay, Milkit. Rather than being insensitive, Eterna seems to respect yesterday's milk kit."

"Ink, don't say anything extra."

"Venerable...?"

A milk kit that leans around and looks towards Fram.

But Fram had no idea what he was talking about.