Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

Georg, who returned from Snow Mountain yesterday, was now on his second day off alone.

Sometimes I wanted to distance myself a little from Ferris and sort out the emotions in me, and sometimes I wanted to spend some time alone.

If you dig back into your memory, you don't even know when the last time you spent long hours alone.

Ah... a peaceful time for both body and mind... sometimes good... >

With that in mind, I was looking over the city from the terrace on the third floor of the capitol.

Throughout the city, because of the recent improvement in dyeing technology, a brighter crowd moved busily than before, the blacksmith smelled a petty sound and fury pounding metal, and from the livestock district heard the sounds of various animals that had recently grown in number smoothly, and from the prominent spots of the vacant land, the sounds of wooden hammers by civil architects building new houses.

Such, he turned his eyes to what should also be called the breath of this growing city, listened to the sound, and Georg sighed deeply.

"Good stuff..."

It was when I learned a little drowsiness in the sun leaking from the good, sunny sky.

"My lord, are you here?

A man appeared who would announce the end of the time of one precious man of Georg.

"Jill... what's up?

I've been peeking into the terrace, deputy head of the guard. Without looking at you, Georg called out.

It doesn't mean I'm in a bad mood. This is also part of the routine.

"Ah... if you're on vacation, I'll come back out..."

"I don't mind. I was just sparing some time."

"Oh... is that right..."

Jill, who had received Georg's words, approached him slightly oddly and came to just next to Georg, who was sitting on a terrace handslip.

"Ah... Um..."

"Don't even say it, look, come here"

"Ha... ha!

Georg accidentally smiled bitterly at Jill as his tail turned to pin and heaven, patting his ears busily and making his eyes shine like children.

This expression of emotion using the whole body of the beast man is soothing whenever you see it.

"Regards!

"Mm, leave it to me."

Thus began the time to moff Jill.

Has it been more than 40 minutes? Georg wonders all the time, but I don't know how to spend my spare time, but while I'm moffing Jill, I don't usually come alone in the time that someone would visit.

< This... someone must be doing something... >

I don't think that's a coincidence or anything, Georg. But to be sure of something, Georg, who changed his position and sat on the floor of the terrace, and Jill, who was resting comfortably on his lap, could not move.

Well... there's nothing wrong with that... >

Georg's expression, which keeps slowly and gently stroking Jill's head, is a grin of happiness. What do you call this moment when you are able to indulge in Jill's cat ears and the supple tail that occasionally intertwines to sweeten, listening to the sound of the city you have created, the growth there, without calling it happiness?

Until then, when he would wake up, Georg continued to stroke Jill's head.

And by the way, why doesn't anyone come to Georg's because the guard's non-duty female guards are consolidating the perimeter? Instead of arming ourselves, we walk around in private clothes and teach those who are about to visit Georg a place of insignificance and lies.

It's probably not urgent, and if it's urgent, there's no mistake because the superiors who said Nina, Kyle, Johan, etc. are bound to come, it's a late obstruction.

It is famous in the Guard that Jill has special feelings for Georg, and it is well known that Georg is on vacation for a relatively free day. And I visit Georg's every vacation, and this is what I do every time.

Such a story is fully settled in the Guard, as well as the creation of some female guards with the idea of "Let's make good friends with the Deputy and His Excellency," thus covering both Jill and Georg in an unknown way.

What's even worse is that Nina and Kale, who heard this story, are also a little enthusiastic.

Georg is currently busy at work every day without a single floating rumor. Now that the city's ground had begun to consolidate and many organizations had begun to circle smoothly, Nina and Kale wanted Georg to have a seat and marry a wife who would take care of herself, mainly in her personal life, but only later. He also wants me to make an inheritance. Everyone knows that she has had a sister, Ferris, to take care of herself, but now she is busy with Georg as well.

And well, such reasons and thoughts go hand in hand, and Jill was now said to be closest to his real wife among some residents.

These actions will cause a little disturbance later, but that's another story.

A man named Georg is not particularly sensitive to men and women, but he is also not very blunt.

I'm not foolish enough not to see what Jill's reasons for this straight up favor are. I'm not in a position to do anything irresponsible, and I can't do anything far-fetched. Well, now there's something about Ferris.

Although there is no blood connection, I have spent several years as a brother and sister...

If, when I first met her, I didn't accept her as my sister, it's not that I don't think so, but I can't do anything about it now, so I decided it was useless to think about it.

<... there's nothing troublesome about romantic feelings... >

It is something that we have often heard in modern times that we develop from a passion to a variety of cases. I didn't want to be a party to it.

Georg hates Jill and doesn't wait. Rather, they are classified as likes. If I didn't have a case with Ferris, and I spent another few years like this with Jill, so much so that I thought I would have accepted it as an outgoing normal.

Is it rude to Jill to say that it's not a good time?

I am well aware that Georg does not have the dexterity to build Harlem or anything else. I can't possibly do it, like love multiple women equally and to the fullest at the same time, to myself who almost equals no such thing as romantic experience.

< How can this be... I just get harder... >

One sighed Georg, still stroking Jill's head.