Heavenly Castle

The moment the elevator opened and the girl and I met each other, I accidentally had one hand up and my mouth open.

"Morning."

"Hih."

Girl hiding behind A1 reflexively. And look at this one silently, A1.

I'm not surprised, but for some reason I feel like I'm being blamed by A1.

Hmm? I didn't tell you to bring the girl to the dining room, so why is he here with the girl?

Are you a feminist, not a gentleman? It is quite possible that I heard the girl's request more than my husband ordered.

When I was staring at A1, the girl looked like she was scared.

"... Oh, uh, Grand Mage, is it..."

"Ooh! Japanese! Seriously!"

Cheering unexpectedly at the girl's words, the girl quickly hid again.

I am frightened.

I've lived peacefully as a plain but harmless human being, and yet I've been frightened by a girl who's just about a high school girl.

This is a case that would cause a great deal of heartbreak.

As she was securely dented, the girl turned up again and looked at this one to the top.

"Wow, what are you going to do with me...?

What are we gonna do?

What? What?

"What, what?

Softly listen back. Soft. Be nice.

But the girl's face is full of urgency. Why?

"Wow, I'm just a town girl... I don't have anything, I don't know..."

They said that in a vanishing voice, and I finally understood.

Oh, they think he's a kidnapper.

"Wow, right. That's right... he's taking me somewhere I don't know while I'm losing my mind. I think so..."

We have to figure this out somehow.

I look at the girl with that in mind, but she is still in a state of alertness stripping.

I laughed in a sigh and opened my mouth.

"In the meantime, shall we have dinner? Follow me."

When I tell him that and turn his back, I feel signs of a girl bewildering behind me. But when me and A1 walked out, it also came with a girl's footsteps.

"If my belly swells, I'll be positive. See?"

I tried to say that in a small voice to A1 walking right diagonally back, but A1 remained silent as usual.

[Girl with red hair]

Dark-haired, black-eyed youth. Maybe the ages aren't very different. Is he about twenty years old?

That young man, one minute bigger than me, was wearing skinny, rarely shaped cloth that looked like a magician. The top is gray and the bottom is black.

"Follow me"

Unsurprisingly they say that in a gentle voice, and I follow the youth and the golem.

The young man was talking something to the Golem with a calm face. After all, I guess he's the one who made the golem. Don't let your appearance fool you.

Nevertheless, it is a strange space, even though it is not the same as before. I don't know what fur the floor is, but it's probably a carpet. But what would be the glowing lights between the left and right walls, ceilings and walls?

The walls are stiff and subdued, and the lights do not appear to be white light by sorcery. I don't think it is a lamp or anything because there is no shaking appearance.

I was also surprised that the left and right drawers closed on their own and the scenery flowed up and came to a different place, but it also seemed like anything could be done by the sorcerers who created that great army of golems.

The young man and the golem enter the room where the bright light leaks and stand in front of the long table.

"Sit down there."

There was a simple chair in the direction indicated. Although it doesn't feel fancy, maybe this isn't a normal chair either.

When I lowered my back to the chair, it was a little soft to sit on.

Looking around feeling restless, in a fairly tidy room, the young man was doing something with fire.

Second, it smells good.

As he was twitching, the young man brought a beautiful white plate and a clear glass.

A plate and a cup are placed on the table in front of me. The plates had qualitative noodles on them. The surprisingly even noodles are amazing, but they just look salted and boiled.

But you're too hungry, the smell is very good.

and a clear cup next to the plate gets into my eyes. I thought it was glass, but is it not? It's a clear vessel that doesn't really come in one color. Impossibly neat, too.

I touched it with my fingers and tried to lift the vessel.

Looking carefully at the vessel, the young man was leaning his neck strangely.

"Shh, excuse me..."

I rush to put the vessel down and head back to the dish on the white plate. There was a fork by the plate, so I grabbed it and tangled the noodles.

I hesitated a little, but carried it to my mouth thoughtfully.

The remaining noodles of slight firmness were chewed off and tasted in the mouth.

"... delicious"

Unexpectedly, such words leaked out of my mouth. It tastes spicy and spicy, but slightly sweet. I think the slightly stronger flavor also amplifies the deliciousness.

I moved my hands and mouth obsessed with the flavor that was supposed to be simple but deep.

The noodles that were on the plate disappeared, unconsciously looking up at the youth.

"Can I take your place?

That's what the young man says with a bitter smile, and my face gets hot.

It exposed him as if he were a dog. Embarrassing.

With all the words glued around in his head, he now elegantly placed the fork next to the plate, holding the vessel in his hand.

There is a clear liquid shaking in the vessel.

Let's get some water and calm down.

When I thought so and carried the vessel into my mouth, the sour, crisp aroma tickled my nostrils.

Fruit water. I liked it too and drank it well.

I sipped fruit water as I felt nostalgic. It tasted slightly sweet and sour and tender.

Slowly and remnantly drinking fruit water, the young man opened his mouth.

"I'm Sheehara Taiki. And you?"

"……… eira, it is"

When I named him, the young man named Sheeharataiki laughed with joy.