Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

mid-December. The northern Easwind had a cold bottom day.

The sky wasn't clear, rain, snow, etc., but the midwinter temperatures were very low, contrary to appearance, which was freezing the city and people out of their core.

This kind of season is limited to staying still at home. Light the fireplace, or use a heating magic fixture to round your back and warm up your grumbling hands and feet.

All this remains unchanged for nobles and ordinary people. They kept waiting as long as possible during the winter months for the spring to come, relaxing, neat and eventually.

"Khun... Taka Hero, more."

"Oh, oh."

"Phew, Kul, you're a sweetheart. Yes, Taka Hiro. Tea."

"Oh, yeah."

"Mr. Yumiel. I'm sorry, can you replace the macaroon?

"I like freshly baked scones. Serve with plenty of moss jam."

"You guys, move yourselves"

Now, there were a lot of girls gathered at the Free Life store for everything.

Going outside, etc. Damn it, formations in front of the fireplace, or the girls with their hands and feet stuck in the torch.

A walnut that takes its face out of the torch and hugs it as it is. Caorle smiling at its appearance while carrying tea. To Eru, who looks like Chanko, a routoo standing next to her in Eagle Deep Friends.

Alty, who was sitting in front of the fireplace, showed difficulty to the lying elves and dragon men, and the maid disappears into the kitchen, regardless. Then a light peach sister turned up in the replacement and brought the freshly baked cookies to a large plate.

Today is the Sabbath once a week. Having a tea party or a home party with someone with a sense of heart together is not so strange.

Especially now it's December when my whole body shivers in the gap wind as well. In a warm house to do anything, it was also natural.

"Taka Hiro, Taka Hiro. Cookies burned. Yes, go ahead."

"Oh, yeah. I'll take it..."

"Wow. Yum."

"Haha. Kru, you look like a chick."

"Whoa, you have peach jam on you. This is good."

"Hmm. That tastes sick."

"Ha... you can eat so sweet often. I think I'm gonna heartburn just watching it."

What does a young man think about his age, surrounded by fornicating, visionary girls?

Sitting in the heart of Harlem, where everyone flatters, how does Noble University feel right now?

I'm sure you're feeling happy. My heart should be filled with time to hang out with beautiful women, beautiful girls. Noble Dai, who is said to be Park Min-Jen, a daylight lamp, a dead cedar tree, must also be very satisfied with this situation.

- But the actual greatness was trembling like a deer in his heart.

"Mmm."

"Ugh."

The cause of your great concern was pinching the torch and sitting face to face with him.

Swirled blonde hair on both sides of her head. Tailored clothing similar to the uniforms of the Royal School and a refined attitude that makes you feel good about growing up.

Not to mention, but François de Ferdinand, who laughs happily, stared at your grandeur.

"Hey, hey."

"Yes, what is it, Doctor"

"Yes, no... yeah"

François, slightly dyed his cheeks, loosens his cheeks more and more happily and replies with preciousness.

That attitude, which had no back and did not make me feel any plans, was instead felt horrible, and your daiichi got stuck in words again.

"Ugh, funny teacher"

François is not pointing out noble words and deeds, but just smiling.

The girl who was supposed to have seen the face of the Black Knight that night did nothing, said nothing, just smiled quietly.

Unable to solve it, Noble Daisy turned her belly and took François upstairs. I wanted to know what the hell she was thinking and I tried to talk to her alone.

- Are you threatened to reveal who you are, or are you going to apply for help to the state?

Guitar blued his face at the unpleasant hunch, never hitting the question with a smiling François.

"Hey. You must have seen it. Black Knight's... my, my face."

"Yes."

"Yet why aren't you saying anything? Looks like you hid me well that night... and you're not gonna do this to me, the Black Knight?

The members of the infamous' Under the Roses' were captured by the hands of the Ferdinand family SS.

A dramatic evening that, in general, seemed to be the plan of the Ferdinand family, increasing the prestige of the Grand Duke's family.

That day, at that time, your university fell by the hands of Matisse, exposing itself to defencelessness in front of François. More so in the appearance of a black knight, after showing off his power as a black knight, he made a fatal mistake.

The opponent is a leading ruler, the daughter of the Ferdinand family. Don't miss this opportunity, she must be doing everything in her power to squeeze the 'good taste' out of the Black Knight.

That's what power is, and the power of the Black Knight is covetous to them as well. Using an elusive hand, but it should try to incorporate your greatness into Easwind.

In some cases, you should also consider taking Yumiel for a night escape. I've been thinking about you so much.

Contrary to his expectations, François has done nothing surprisingly. Nothing to say, no spreading the identity of the Black Knight, just turning a gentle grin on your grandeur.

In this way, your colleague did not ask about the situation directly from his mouth.

Precious to stiffen your body anxiously. Turn to him, the grand aristocratic girl smiles gently...

"I know. Doctor, I knew that, didn't I?

"... what?

Somehow he looked like an understander and nodded yeah a few times.

"It's okay. The identity of the teacher will never be taken out. The teacher doesn't mind if you live the same way as before."

"No, um... use the power of the Black Knight for Easwind -! Or don't you say?

"Ugh, when I was born. Even before, the teacher devoted himself to the sun in the shadows for Easwind. How can we impose it now?"

"Mmmm......!?

"Besides, no one can move a black knight with his chin. Besides, I don't want to do that either."

"No, you know..."

The talented lady, who is said to know from one to ten, was intelligent enough to observe everything, even without being explained in detail.

However, all this time, were you bogged down by sex, or were your circumstances too special? She had made a big mistake about the Black Knight - about your greatness.

"Don't worry. I'll keep the identity of the teacher in my chest."

"Ha."

"This is my only secret... no, just the teacher and me, a secret"

The lady in love put her hands on her chest and closed her eyes happily.

In her head, what the hell is the story unfolding?

Noble Dae, who had no reason to know about it, was exhaling his inner, relieved breath, saying that his chi didn't seem to be a bad thing, as he replied to it.

The place is back in the living room again, at a time when it's almost noon.

The girls gathered at your house were moving around narrowly in the kitchen and living room trying to make lunch for everyone.

"Do it. Do it."

"Wow, Melissa, you peel well!

"Eh heh."

"Meat... meat..."

"Whew!? Here, dog boy! That's too thick!

"Mr. Yumiel, where was the spice?

"... in the cupboard"

It has the size of a whole house, but if you let six people in, you can't help but move.

But the girls' movements were familiar, moving around the kitchen instead of replacing them.

It's not once or twice that they cook here. Recently the Sabbath was gathered in the free life as had been decided, and the girls were roaming the handicrafts with pride.

"You guys don't make anything?

"My sleep has wandered... Tata... Muna..."

"Now, don't interrupt me because it's a good place."

"It's my pace,"

It wasn't something I could tell you to your greatness just waiting for lunch to be served, but Lutu, the laying of Ertu was something that made you laugh with greatness.

Have you had a snack and your stomach is full, or a routoo taking a nap with a torch instead of a futon.

Pull a new book out of the bookshelf behind you and read it in silence, Eru.

There's no way two people who are incapable of living can move on and do their chores. That's what I thought, Guitar turned to the kitchen again, without pursuing it any further.

"Meat!

"Huh! So cut too thick -!

"Make a stew."

"Ooh!

"Oh? Where's the salt?

"... go ahead"

Girls cooking busily and pleasantly.

A few years ago, just you and me... Until a little while ago, Yumiel and I were alone. This house also became a lot more gorgeous.

A three-story house that was widely felt would also be narrow if we gathered this much and run out of time to be alone. If you point somewhere, there's someone there, and if you raise your voice, you hear a response.

It is natural to have others. I don't take my time. He should have hated those lives more than anything... but he was surprised that there was no resistance in him.

(Well...... that's fine, something like this)

Are you accustomed to noisy days or has there been a change in your great mood?

He smiled less than full and stared at the girls moving around -.

"... what, hmm? Eru, what the hell?

Noble Dae, who was slowly circling his gaze, heh, noticed the strange behavior of Eru sitting face-to-face.

Eru to put aside the crate that was placed next to the bookshelf and take some letters out of it. She cut the seal without hesitation and opened the tri-fold letter.

"What... it's a letter"

"I know that, but why is there a letter here? Did you bring it all the way from the house?

"No way. That's not supposed to happen, is it?

For example, what is the letter that Eru is holding?

Wondering noble, Eru laughed lightly and let him answer.

"I made sure all my letters got to this house!

"Wait a minute, you fucking elf"

"We're almost there. So!?

What do you say, a good idea?

And with the proudly stretched head of a wasting elf in his chest, he complained that he would screw it into Elu's ear.

"Hey... you know this is my house...?

"So, but! I've been there many times a week, so it would be more efficient to have it delivered here...!

"I'll give you permission. Eh!!

"Ahhh!?

To the loud voice that shook the ears of the Sagaho-shaped billy, Eru shook bikun bikun on the tatami.

Don't lose weight. Did it feel sick for a woman to jump around like a bug, Guitar let go of her hand with her face, but didn't stop looking at Eru with a condemned eye?

"If you think a postman will come to your house... it was you."

"Ugh... my head hurts. My head hurts."

"You deserve it."

Eru holds his head in tears as the other girls stare bitterly.

The letter she had creaked and fell sharply on the torch.

"Hmm? Elf Forest?

Guitar, who looked at the letter that fell without any concern, was surprised by the address given there.

What I thought was just a letter from a domestic research institute was sent from The Great Tree West of the Elf Forest, and the sender's name was' Alu Mil Uluru 'and very similar to Elu.

"Maybe it's a letter from my parents?

"Maybe you don't have to. There's been a lot of reminders lately to come home. That's all the letters to me."

As Eru said, all the letters that were in the crate were sent from the Elf Forest.

When you spread the letter that your colleague fell into the torch, this again states, as Eru said, 'Come back once in a while'.

"How long have you been home?

"Come on... it's been ten years since I left the woods. It doesn't matter, I don't really remember."

"I don't care... my parents, right? Go home once in a while."

"Hey, there's nothing more to learn over there. And no sweet treats, no library. It's not good for me."

"It's not something to think about with merit..."

That said, I thought your university seemed like an elu.

This brunette elf is a being who goes on earth with his own dignity, not the kind of woman who moves when people tell him to.

He wasn't a filial character, or a disciplined returnee.

If you do poorly, aren't you going home until your parents die -?

I was just thinking that, for you, the next Elu word was a very unexpected one.

"It's just that a friend of mine had a baby. I think it's time to go home."

"Yeah. Really?"

A library witch. Were there any such things as friendship left in Elu, who is said to have turned blood and tears into ink?

While exhaling like a pain in the ass, I looked at Eru laughing bitterly thinking of his friend, and Guitar opened his eyes as impressed...

"That's why I need another escort."

"... what?

"No, it's noisy on the road. It will take a lot of work to get an escort. In that regard, Takahiro, you can rest assured."

"... Huh?

Pong, and a hand placed on his shoulder.

The words and the weight on the shoulders are something I remember...

"Damn, this pattern again!?

This is a job request!!

By the time I realized it was already too late, the ghost of work, Yumiel, was blocking your way out.

"... Hi Maido"

"Yumi! Which side are you on!

"… on your side"

"Fuck you!!

The schemer Eru was glowing his glasses and smiling invincibly.

Guitar, who took the unconsciousness, stood up with his head in his arms.

And the girls were smiling at him like that.