I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

Taking a breath and looking at the cook, Else and Mr. Talbot were trying to compete before eating their offerings all over

Else had a slightly more refreshing look on her face, and as far as I was concerned, I couldn't help but be puzzled by how depressing it was before the party started.

Oh, I got eyes for you.

Else stopping hands and mouth. Serve the dish quickly and bring it to me.

Mr Talbot, who was left behind, seemed a little lonely, but aside from that.

"You just said hello earlier and you barely ate it. Here."

"Thank you, you're so sweet."

"It's no big deal, I'm sick and tired of every party, too.

You're a lot tired. I'll talk to you when someone gets here, and rest for a while. "

That.

Was Else a boy who could care less like this?

Original and good yesterday, should have been a boy full of heads about the sword.

That's crazy.

"The doll, he was looking at us during the day."

Else's gaze was around my navel, pointing towards the hugged Cajello.

"I knew it was Artie's."

(... had you noticed? That's a lot of smell)

Cajero's voice color contained only a few togues.

The letter called me a watchdog, and I guess there's something I don't care about.

But Else hadn't noticed that, or cared, and he remained unchanged and calm.

"I also know the smell of rain when things are good. I have confidence in my nose."

I was rather even proud.

"No, you haven't introduced yourself yet. I'm Elstat, the eldest son of the Duke of Roselem."

(My name is Cajero. I've heard a lot about you from your daughter.

By the way, why don't you use a reading?

If you see a doll talking to you, you might be able to make some weird rumors)

"Actually, I've been doing this a lot since earlier.

But it's not working. Can you tell me later, if you like? "

(Well... think about it.

Whatever the case is, it's only after you've completed the project)

"The one with the lousy vibe."

(Yeah, you're the one who ran away with your tail wrapped around it)

Cajero's story was even disrespectful passing provocative.

If it had been Else before, he must have turned his face bright red and said it back.

But.

"That guy sucked. If they were chasing us, we'd be done."

I accepted it as a matter of course.

(Well... it seems that we need to change our perception of you.

Dear Erstadt, I sincerely apologize for any misbehaving so far)

"Never mind. I would have done the same thing in front of myself until yesterday."

(Thank you for your kind words. Lady Erstadt now correctly recognizes what she can and cannot do. Never have we been more reliable as protectors of the lady together)

"Thanks. But, well, there's no curtain for me now if it's actually a fight. I don't have enough strength."

Is this really that Else?

He swung his sword without even reading the air of the field, "I'll protect you if you don't have a doll!" What an audacious thing, but rather too special a victory.

"You can use magic if you want, or you can call me anytime you want."

(Of course. I might ask for a lady when I have to)

"Do you mind? It's important, isn't it?

(Your sense of smell is quite good. There's nothing you can rely on more when running away)

"Don't light it. I'll try not to betray your expectations."

(I rely on you)

That was a huge rapid development from me.

In the meantime, the prickliness disappeared from Cajello, somehow allowing him to air like a comrade of war for several years. Were these two lovers in their previous lives or something? Or is this what we call a man's world?

(Still, things have changed a lot since I saw you in the city)

Cajero is right.

I must have been self indulgent and self centered when it came to Else so far and definitely got to the troublesome guy on the game if I had grown up like that.

But speaking of Else now, it entails a calm atmosphere - I wonder why, I felt just a little like your father.

"There was a lot going on. I escaped from the city at a glance. Besides, I'm short of breath before Alty. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't stand to dive into the futon and wake up feeling better. I even thought about dying."

... I didn't realize.

I can't believe I was caught up to such a terrible place while I was right and left in my response to the Count.

"But that's where Mr. Solute came in."

(Ho ho, is that Master Altilia's father? From what I hear, when you were young, you were punching into the sword)

"Oh, he's had the same problems as me. We talked a lot.

Thanks to you, I was able to sort things out a little bit. "

The look on Else's face, smiling so much, seemed more sobering than he himself, fifteen years old, to my knowledge.

I'm only eight years old.

... hey, just a little, but.

It might look good, maybe.