Dorei Tensei: Sono Dorei, Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki

Episode 7 Slave, spending the night with the Princess

Travelling to the kingdom of Kroliana in a carriage and escorted by the Kingdom of Euresia. I didn't stay in an inn to get used to being an adventurer at all, but I spent time in a carriage. But that's not going to happen when we're alone. If we don't stay in a comfortable accommodation, Celestia will lose her health.

It is also an important project that directly affects my life if I suffer from a serious illness.

"Why are we going to have such a crushing inn," Celestia said dissatisfied.

In front of you is an old, brick-like inn, but there is usually a normal inn. Still, Seretia, the princess, seems to be looking like a crushing inn.

I looked around and said, "There are luxury lodgings, but I dare to avoid them. I have never moved to hide my identity, and this money is the tax I collected from the people, to say the same thing."

"I don't think you're a slave."

"I'm not going to be a slave now."

Celestia didn't know whether she was stunned or impressed, and she said, "Okay. But make it a room with a decent bed."

Celestia doesn't know what to do at the inn, so she throws everything at me. If it were true, I wouldn't know who the slave is, but he doesn't seem to have a head there. When asked, I just said I studied.

"Okay, I'll take one room for you. I can stay in the wild."

"What are you talking about? Without Wallace, you won't be escorted."

"I'm a slave. Besides, I can protect you outside."

Whatever the reason.

This is the only time I'll be completely free for Celestia to sleep in the inn.

I acquired this flesh until I was reincarnated only to complete the resurrection magic. In order to do this, we have to repeat the experiment.

"That's why slaves and stuff like that don't matter. Just one room for the two of us," Celestia turns a blind eye.

"I don't know. Why are we in the same room?"

"You don't have to be so vigilant because Wallace can't help me, right?

"That's not the problem."

"What if I have a seizure?"

I can't be held responsible for anything like that, but I can deal with it if I stay in the same room. However, as much as I was a slave, I wondered what it would be like to have a man in the same room as a royal family and as a woman... Besides, I thought that there would be no time for experiments, but I decided that slaves should obey honestly.

"Okay. I said," Let's stay in the same room. "Celestia replied," Well, you should know. "

The room rented wasn't luxurious, but it was well cleaned and clean. The beds are tied side-by-side, too close for the princess and slave to sleep in.

"Celestia can use two beds. I use the sofa there," I sat down on a sofa that was a little small for a man to sleep on, not on the bed, as a matter of course.

The sofa is not only small, it is quite hard as a sofa.

Still, the seventeen years I've lived are like sleeping on a stone, and I'm satisfied with it. But...

"I won't forgive that," Celestia immediately denied.

Are you going to tell me to sleep in front of the door without even using the sofa?

As a kejime, it's no mistake to force it on me, and as a contractor, as a royal family, it's only natural. And I raised my hips from the sofa and headed for the entrance.

And Celestia, who was sitting down on the bed, said, "Where are you going?" I asked her with my neck bent.

"Are you going to cover the entrance?

"That's okay. Go to sleep now."

"You tried to sleep. I told Celestia not to forgive me."

Celestia stared at me and banged on the bed next door.

"Go to bed. This is an order."

"Am I a slave?

"It doesn't matter."

"---But it's a man.

"You can't disobey my orders, so there's no danger."

You can't disobey orders.

I bowed down to bed.

"Well, I wouldn't do anything to a kid without an order," I said.

"Am I supposed to be a child? Wallace is no different from me."

"I'm forty...."

"Forty years old? Are you kidding me?

"No, I'm 17."

I almost answered my mental age.

But Celestia looks sharply aside to see if my answer is unsatisfactory.

"You're not just a year older than me. Rather, what was 40 years old? Maybe... 40 is better for everyone?

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I am actually younger than 40 years old, and my age is appropriate, and I get stuck in the answers. Did you accept it positively, or did Celestia's eyes turn into something that sees a freak?

"Walrus is a freak," Celestia said, diving into the bed.

He completely refuses to speak a word with his head on. And I was convinced.

"I think you're mistaken, but I don't really like 40."

…………

"Are you listening? Hey!"

After that, no matter what I talked about, there was no reply.