Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

(.................. eh)

My vision is dark.

My eyes are closed, but it's just like when consciousness awakens.

(What the hell am I...)

I don't even bother trying to figure out if half of my consciousness is still asleep.

Reminds me of the total consciousness that manages to zero.

(Sure... The White Wolf villages were raided and on the move, they were attacked by the enemy. I took cover for the ice cream and fell off a cliff under enemy attack)

Ice cream and I have a short relationship, but my body has moved reflexively.

The last sight I saw was a scene where Snow was stretching his arms with a desperate look.

(That's right! Snow fell off a cliff with me to help me!

The consciousness is exciting, but the body is heavy.

It's like they replaced his whole body with lead.

Still trying desperately to move.

Slowly, but the eye lid opened.

The first thing that popped into my eyes was a warm light.

"of……"

"Lute! Good. Wake up!

What the hell is going on with me?

"Gu...... ugh!?

A sharp pain strikes me from my abdomen rather than checking the situation.

Because of his regained consciousness, he recognized the pain of the wounds he had received from his enemies.

"Lute, it's gonna hurt, but be a little more patient. 'Cause I can heal you in a little while."

Snow had his blood creeping up his cheeks.

At first, I chilled my liver wondering if she was injured, but apparently my blood.

Snow is intact.

She is a mage A minus.

Falling off that cliff to that extent would be unlikely to result in injuries from resistance, physical fortification, or other magical powers.

Snow is now taking off my clothes and healing my wounds with magic.

But Snow is good at offensive witchcraft and not very good at healing witchcraft.

That's why they're working on the cure.

Now it's not just the body, it's heavier to the consciousness.

It must be because you let him consume his health.

I can't keep opening the eye lid.

"It's okay, you can sleep in peace. I will protect you, Lute."

Snow's voice echoes in his ear.

You're relieved by the word, I let go of consciousness again lightly.

At this time, the last sight I saw was the snow coming down from cloudy weather and the look on Snow's face sweating on his forehead and treating him diligently.

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Waking up again, it was a dark room there.

When the eyes are narrowed, the ceiling is close and white.

- This is it.

"Lute, I'm up. Ohhh."

"Snow......?

Out-of-place bright voice.

Move only your neck and gaze at the Lord of your voice.

Snow holds a cup of hot air rising in his hand and comes into the room with his hips bent.

Right, is this inside the snow cave shelter that Snow made?

To put it plainly, it's a 'razor'.

Where I'm sleeping now is higher than where Snow is.

Where she is now is in the dirt to keep her cool.

"Snow, what's the situation right now...... Kuh!

I tried to get up, but my vision flattened me again.

It's like being an anaemic girl in the morning ritual.

Snow rushes to stop it.

"No, you can't. You can't. The wounds are enchanted by witchcraft, but they can't be increased until the blood is shed."

"Blood? Oh, yeah. Is that the only wound?"

Because of the piercing through the abdomen, the blood was there. It would have been a leak.

Exactly anaemic.

"Lute, aren't you thirsty? I warmed up the snow outside and made some white water. It'll warm you up."

"Oh, I'll take it"

Take Snow's hand and wake up.

With her support, the warmth of the cup she was given stained her palm.

"You've often found such a cup convenient."

"No, I'm not. I made it out of earthly magic. The snow melted with fire magic."

'I'm afraid I can't serve tea leaves,' Snow laughs prankily.

As for my cold body, I appreciate it even in white water.

But magic is really handy.

I slowly sip and swallow in white water.

"It's warm and delicious."

"Good, happy for you"

White water made my body a little warmer, but my hands and feet still remain cold.

Right now, we're in Snow's snowcave shelter.

She said it was a heavy snowstorm outside.

They can't even see a meter away.

There's no help, but there's no chaser.

Snow, in the meantime, broke the branches of the trees and collected a large number of leaves for me.

I laid my poncho on top of it and made a simple bed.

Poncho had folded into a pistol belt and secured it.

A pistol belt is a belt that secures an ALICE (Alice) clip.

However, if the ALICE (Alice) clip is fixed to the pistol belt as is, the trousers will slip off at the weight of the equipment, so support it with a suspender.

A combination of "pistol belt" + "suspender" is called a "belt kit".

The poncho I'm using right now for the futon on my body is for Snow.

Still cold enough that my body is going to freeze.

You can't light a fire. Because if you don't build an air hole well, you risk becoming addicted to monoxide.

There's no other way to keep your body warm.

"Lute, isn't it cold?

"Oh, oh, it's okay, it's so warm"

Snow takes off his clothes and slips under the poncho where I lie.

I'm naked and warm with each other's complexion.

Snow rubs his body in love in his arms.

Her soft skin, chest feel.

Nostalgic, sweet body odor.

tangled feet.

The warmth that wraps around the core of your body, unlike fire and hot water, envelops your whole body.

I feel so good that I don't regret melting like this.

"Hehe, this is how you hug each other and listen to the heart sounds, it reminds me of my old orphanage days"

Snow joyfully narrows his eyes and puts more effort into the arms he turned on his back.

"Sure, Snow woke me up at night and we talked under the dining room window."

At that time, Snow wanted to meet the parents who abandoned him, to see him and to know why he abandoned himself.

He wants to live with his parents if he can do it again.

It won't be hard to fulfill that wish now.

Snow's parents left her in the orphanage for a good reason. Never, I didn't hate her and abandoned her.

If she wants it......

"Hey, Lute."

On the verge of me opening my mouth, she calls out.

"Did your father and mother say anything to you?

It's a matter of hiding.

Snow's parents visited Igloo and became Ariel before they cracked their mouth at their interrogation.

I go on a roundabout, and now I tell Snow what I was hiding without covering up.

Drawing the blood of the royal family of the Kingdom of Keslan, a small country where I was serving as Snow's parents.

The possibility of life being targeted by the great Meltia.

"The Ring of the Turn" or about my parents.

So maybe Snow and the others should distance themselves, that.

I told him everything without covering it up.

"... Lute, are you serious about that?

"Shh, Snow?

Snow wakes up, pushing me down and peeking into my eyes.

I can't help my arm because I've lost too much blood and I can't fight it.

Snow listened to me and was angry.

Angry enough to illuminate whether the hair is upside down with anger.

I don't think I've ever seen her so angry.

I sincerely tremble to a force no less powerful than my fear when Dr. Elle is genuinely angry.

"I... yeah, we (...) can't leave Lute's side about that. Lute doesn't care much about herself, but she's too kind to us and others. Even if that's one of Lute's beauties, remember, if it passes, it's poisonous."

"Shh, snow..."

She turns her anger-dwelling eyes into a smile.

Snow, as if he were his mother, has held his head tight.

Contrary to one night, I will hear her heart sounds in the future.

"I will also help Lute, no matter what happens, so that she can absolutely help me. It's not just me, everyone comes to help Lute no matter what. Because I believe in all of us."

And - and she goes on.

"I told you before, I really enjoy my life right now. Lute, Chris, Reese, Shea, Maya, and everyone in the Knights is always so happy to be here. To protect this happiness, you'll find it easy to overcome any difficulty."

As a child, Snow did not look at himself and tried to protect his child from the goblins.

Really, she's a strong heart.

I hate my own weakness.

But that's the kind of girl she's familiar with and her beloved wife.

We have to work hard to make her husband look good.

"Thanks for the snow. I love you."

"Eh heh, I love Lute the most in the world too! I love you!

And we overlap our lips.

Turn your arms and kiss each other like they blend together.

Sweetheart - just that emotion, overflowing from my chest.

Snow buries his face in his neck muscles when he releases his lips.

Close chest exercises deep up and down.

They're smelling it.

You don't blur at all. This guy...

As I smile, she tells me with my face buried in my neck.

"So, Lute, just take a little rest. … leave it to me after that. I'm sure I'll try to help Lute."

"Snow?"

Consciousness is suddenly distant.

Snow is... what are you trying to do?

I don't know why, I'm confused, but I can't move without losing my blood.

Consciousness cannot resist and falls into the dark sea.