Mr. Forth said, "Come back to the institute next time," and left with Mr. Ragna, slightly late, and the three of us and the two rolled out again to the Six Kings Festival on the fourth day.

"Something just now, I was shadowy, wasn't I? Well, from the original standpoint, that face won't help you get thinner."

"Uh, yes. That's okay, Dr. Feer?

"Yeah?"

"Why are you taking my arm..."

Dr. Fier, walking quite naturally, was on my arm in a very natural motion. It's commonly known as arm-wrapping... but there's a lot of swelling pressing on it, and it's very unsettling.

"Because it's a date. If it was a date, I'd do this."

"Oh yeah... is that right?

"That's right! Well, I don't care about me... why is Noyne walking away?

As Dr. Fier put it, Mr. Noyne is a little behind us... walking three steps back. Though it feels like I said the caution of a Yamato stroke, it is not very appropriate given the situation of a festival.

Or I'm worried it won't come off.

"Wouldn't a woman walk three steps behind her lord?

"... I've never heard that before, you know. If you're a squire, I know..."

"Uh, that's the custom in the world where I or Mr. Noyne was? There was something like that."

"Heh."

I lived in Japan, so even if I saw Mr. Noin's behavior, I don't feel very uncomfortable, although it's old-fashioned. But if you try to be Dr. Feer, Mr. Noyne's behavior was strangely inclined to his neck.

I smile bitterly when I see Dr. Feea like that, and I speak to Mr. Noyne as I look back.

"But, Mr. Noyne. We need to get out of here, and Bell's here..."

"Hey, I see... if you ask me, sure... so, excuse me"

As Mr. Noyne walks three steps back, it's hard for a bell with a big body to walk behind me. After hearing my words, Mr. Noyne saw the bell walking backwards with Chirali, he nodded as he was convinced and moved next to us.

Though it has turned into cherry blossom colored hair, Mr. Noin still feels like a Yamato stroke, and he feels like he has something to walk on.

"... noin? Your face is red.

"... and this is the first time I've walked alongside my lords... isn't this, like, a lover..."

"Uh-huh?

Mr. Noyne, who has come to the opposite side with Dr. Fier in his arms, is embarrassed or walking in a lean manner with his face red.

I don't know how cute the trick is, but when you react like that, you're embarrassing me to the point.

But uh-huh. My current situation is exactly a flower in both hands, a situation that I would be very jealous of if a man saw it.

One or a ladylike beautiful swordsman, one or a bright beautiful doctor... pretty good to say a winner, I would have been a little more nervous than I usually would have been.

But I'm calm now. The biggest reason for this is Mr. Noyne.

"Mr. Noyne, you look great in those clothes."

"Hiccup!? Huh? Oh, yes, thank you. Or, Ka, Happy Man, so, so nice, so..."

People can be calm when they see someone far more nervous than they are. Even though there aren't even any starts yet, it seems to be very Mr. Noyne when it comes to this temper...

"Miyama, what about me? What about me?"

"Huh? Does Dr. Fier look like his usual monastic clothes?

"Yeah... I've actually been in this outfit for a long time, so I haven't lost any clothes other than monastic clothes. I didn't even have time to buy it because I didn't plan on joining you at first."

"I see... but your usual clothes look good on you, too. Feer, are you calling it first-born? That's what's out there, and I think it sounds good."

"Really? Then I'm relieved. Thanks."

In contrast to Mr. Noyne, Dr. Feer doesn't feel lit, but rather very entertaining. In the first place, the festival landscape seemed very fresh to Dr. Fia, who had barely even participated in the Festival of the Brave, and he had moved his gaze from earlier on with interest.

Then Mr. Noyne looks at Dr. Phea's clothes and tells him with a contemplative look.

"... I know Fia is not a regular nun, but with a man, doesn't dating make it an external problem? The nun says God's bride..."

"... the bride? No, but all the gods are women, right?

"... you did. Well, after more than a thousand years, old common sense isn't easy to pull out."

Sure, even for me, Sister has the impression that love is strictly forbidden. Probably different from sect to sect, and it's just a vague image.

That doesn't apply at all, though, to putting it in this world. Because God is real in this world, and all women... I realize the difference in this part of the world.

Well, the top of the gods is Mr. Shiro in the first place, and I wouldn't be interested in Sister's romance at all.

(... did you praise me now?

... bi, it's a subtle place. You might not even be able to say I complimented you in a way.

(You may praise me more. Praise makes me happy)

... I'll think about it.

Dear Mother, Father - should I still say different worlds, small differences in common sense are something that is rolling everywhere. Especially if it's religious. But speaking of which... Mr. Eden is the god of the world we were in, isn't he? Uh-huh - it's the Buddha I don't know.