Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

Disease, disease, disease. Run.

Running through the gap between the students and at full speed to those who spoke.

On the way down the hallway leading to the dining room, near the entrance to the open square...... I was there.

"Come on, it's okay. Slavery contract, whatever happens later."

"I don't like it! Let go... Huh! Let go of me!

Somehow the man in the expensive outfit grabbed me by the wrist, found Wendy resisting it, approached me in an accelerated direction (vector accelerator) full of magic, and paid off the hand I was grasping.

"Oh, what are you?"

"Your husband!

"Mm-hmm. Wendy, over here"

Silo calls me and Wendy goes behind me and me and Silo come forward to hide it.

Apparently, Shiro followed me well, too.

And... an unrecognizable nobleman.

Apparently, they're not the parents of the students I know.

"Wendy, are you okay? What happened to you?

"Ha, yes...... suddenly he called me and grabbed my arm...... Your husband..."

I'm going to hold Wendy to see if she was relieved we came or scared she was going to take us...

Oh... you scared me.

I stroke Wendy's head as she yawns.

Nyaru......

"Wendy...... still Wendy......"

An aristocratic man who laughs creepily if you think he smashed his solitaire into small pieces.

Ten years is definitely better than mine.

Skinny, great looking, nasty mustache, long blonde hair for a man.

I can see at a glance that you are wearing brilliant clothes and noble.

The very image of an unpleasant aristocrat...... but is it a little surprising that he doesn't wear jewels and doesn't categorize them?

His eyes are cloudy, a man with no good impression at all.

"You called me your husband, didn't you? Well, you're the Lord of Wendy."

I wonder why.

It makes me very uncomfortable to be called Wendy's name by this guy.

"... oh. That's right. Can I help you with something for our Wendy?

So, even though I try to contain you from being the first person I meet, I really get a quarrelsome attitude.

I told Raz and Clan earlier that I was a child, and I didn't seem to be able to grow up either.

"My lord... it's too soon. Mm... who?

"Saana."

It didn't seem to keep up with the speed of me and Ciro moving in the direction of accelerating to the boulder, but Aina caught up with me, too.

Aina stands on her side, alert to protect me, faster than she understands.

"When you don't know me... you're not a nobleman. Civilians, then. Quick talk. Give that woman to me. I'll give you the money you can't earn all your life."

"... Huh?

"Didn't you hear that? I'm telling you to give her to me. Its beauty. Its elegance. Even touching a civilian who doesn't know the value of an object like you up to a single hair is a sin. That's what noble me deserves!

That's what I call Wendy... a nasty man whose words come first.

The inferior look that's floating right now would be the very character of this man.

You want me to give Wendy to a guy like that?

If it's a joke, it's too bad of a nature. It's unpleasant.

"Say no."

"... think about it and answer. You can't earn your whole life without a teacher, it's enough money to play and live your whole life, right? Noble, you'd better give me a good reply while I carry things in peace."

I'm not a teacher, but enough money to play and live my whole life...

That sounds like a good word.

I need money to live without working.

But if there's no Wendy in that life, it doesn't mean anything.

"Didn't you hear that? I said no."

I wonder why...... in the past, I think back to similar situations, some guy comes to mind.

Seeing as my kind......, I have a feeling it would be different.

However, would this guy be better off as a character for something of his kind?

The vigilance is maximal... it seems so bad in nature.

"Ha... ha... Shisei - Fast Yikes!

"I was surprised because he was gone so quickly... Dear Gerger..."

"Ooh, isn't this two of my fiancées, the two-star princess? How are you feeling?

"" Huh... "

It's not from above like talking to me, it's like talking to nobles for once, but it's like talking and smiling with disgust lingering.

And now the two of you who hide behind me.

He shook my clothes with a trembling hand and only looked a little out of both sides.

"We're not engaged, are we?

"I thought your father said no?

Not because it's a conversation between nobles, or because of tension and disgust.

But standing in front of the two shivering people, I'll be the wall to protect them.

Of course, Wendy puts her chest up and hides it on her back so she doesn't even look like herself.

"I don't want to let go of my beloved daughter. My kindness must be working too hard. There must be no other man besides me who can marry you two. Isn't that right?

"" Absolutely, I refuse!

"... okay? Your father may be in a bad position..."

Two people who will shut up when they say so.

... Isn't it embarrassing that an old man of good age is still pressuring and threatening to marry a young girl or something?

"Hmm. When I get in a bad position. Is that supposed to be blackmail?

I heard a voice from behind me when I was already thinking about delivering what I just thought in words.

Turning around, there Mr. Currant comes sober with his cuttlefish and footsteps, urging him to stand beside me to hide the two of them behind his back.

"... This is the Marquis of Belsen. I'm in a good mood.... How did you get to school?

"I'm not in the mood, Lord Gerger. Oh, your father died and you took the lead. So, Duke of Gerger Dorgas. I just happened to have some errands and I was just coming to school. By the way, I thought you officially declined my daughter's case?

Here's the thing...... I don't know either the Marquis or the Duke, but in either case, they have a lot of standing.

But no matter how high the status, that doesn't make it a reason to let Wendy go, even if the king or God would be the other person.

"Yeah. I thought it was some kind of mistake. Seen by noble people like me, and I don't think I'd say no."

"That's a lot of confidence. Then again, let me formally reject you."

... I see.

Is this the man who said Mr. Currant would never do it and said he didn't like either of them?

I can understand that the judgment of the three of them is convincing if I try to see it in front of them.

There is no specificity. But you wouldn't think I'd leave my precious daughter with this man.

"... are there any other candidates? There's a man more worthy of a two-star princess than I am."

"Yes, sir. A man who would make my daughter happy."

".................. would love to hear your name"

"Because where is the reason to teach you?

... Perhaps the man Mr. Currant said was me.

I said, "What? 'And I'm not a dull man in a system who didn't hear a word he wasn't supposed to hear.

But to keep me from realizing it was me, Mr. Currant is verbally fighting the man who told me Gerger without a glance at me.

"... that the marquis flair up the knight turns to me to draw royal blood? You're gonna regret this, aren't you?

When Gerger stared at him like he was threatening him, a faceless man came out one step ahead wearing a knight and a robe that he thought was an escort to his head.

But it wouldn't set up swords or canes, it would be for intimidating purposes.

But Mr. Currant doesn't even show a bare gesture to move.

"There is no sardine to fool the descendants who have served the royal family for generations and become marquises after a long time. You are the one... what happened to your father when he put his hand on the Knights Commander. Didn't I forget what happened to your house?

"Huh..."

Two people staring at each other silently as they were.

Students who were gathered in far-flung windows sipped and watched for a one-touch atmosphere.

"... ok. Be convinced of the two-star princess first.... Yes. Let's just give up on the two of us as long as we get Wendy. I don't know, because you're sheltering civilians there?

Gerger looking this way again.

My spine trembles when I look into those eyes.

You're looking at me, but you're not looking at me.

Turn your gaze to Wendy, who would be behind me... but that gaze seemed out of the ordinary track.

"No, it's not me."

"Really... So you have no reason to protect civilians there"

"That's not why I'm here. He's being sheltered..."

"It's frightening. Gerger."

It was Iris who showed up so that the students' walls could break naturally.

His voice was low and he walked toward us with anger that he could not have imagined from the usual atmosphere of ice ice cream.

Iris walks right past us and stands forward.

Then Gerger's unusual gaze seemed to have gone from surprise to normal when he saw Iris.

"... Iris. Why are you here..."

"It's work. Unlike you, I'm not free.... Why are you here? Would you be cautious?

"Huh..."

Gerger looks like he crushed a bitter bug with the advent of Iris.

But you immediately perceived your current condition. Cough one up and regain your composure.

"Prudence, etc.... as the King told me, I just live adultly and discreetly?

"Ha, that would be prudence. Something nice to stay home for the rest of your life. Are you even here to see the crazy two-star princess in person? But did you find Wendy there and fall in love? Unfortunately, we've already sold it by the time it's complete. Give up and go home."

... intimidating to feel the blood of Iris as a royal.

I guess this is the usual Iris.

"... to noble me, to pull my hand against civilians? Are you gonna tell me to give up Wendy?

"Is that what you're gonna do? Didn't you get it? Considering what your father did, confiscating your property and disposing of it discreetly is far too sweet."

"... Your father is dead. It has nothing to do with me. If you say so, Iris, your father will be a man who has forsaken his royal duties."

"Oh right...... But I don't remember my father making a clear loss against the kingdom. It would be a great sin to have lost the Knights Commander by the head of the Duke's family who could bombard the neighboring countries by that name. It doesn't matter to you, it should be normal enough to crush the house... and my uncle is sweet enough."

"... Me and the King have blood connections, but we've known each other since childhood. The Royal Family and the Cavaliers cannot match each other. My family... the kind king who cares about the blood connection has done me a favor."

"Blood over fruit...... Nevertheless, I feel too much sweetness... especially in front of you.... Speaking of which, I hear there will be a King's medical examination soon. They'll make sure there's no abnormalities."

"That's good. I need the king to stay alive. Well, I don't think so."

"... right"

Iris is silent about what he thinks and stares at Gerger.

But Gerger doesn't get out of sight like there's nothing wrong with him.

"... Iris, if you're going to pull your hand off that man, you don't have to forgive him, considering he's a relative now."

"That's a funny joke. Why should I withdraw my hand from the soft one for you? Why should I ask you to forgive me? And... this is a school. It is unacceptable to bring this issue outside. If Wendy seems to be the reason for this, remember that the laws of this country will bring you to justice."

"... Iris. You don't have enough courtesy for your eyes. With you and others from earlier on against noble me..."

"I'm just choosing someone to respect. Come on, we're done talking. Just disappear.... if you still want to..."

When Iris raises his hand, Mr. Ayame shows up instantly, hands on the arm, and shows his will that he can do it at any time.

Put your hand on the sword to deal with the other's escort as well... unfortunately, it's underpowered.

Ayame's cold eyes stare at him and tell him he's under barometric pressure.

"... I have no choice. Let's go home today. But... I won't give up. Oh, Wendy...... Wendy Tier Crown...... Yes, but get it and show it. No matter what hand you use..."

Gerger pointing his mad eyes at Wendy.

But if we don't show Wendy in Gerger's eyes, Me, Eina, and Mr. Currant and Iris will be stuck.

Shiro is standing in front of me in case I don't have a knife, and I don't do it whenever the knife comes out.

"... let's go"

Gerger, whose gaze stops all the time, turns his heel back and leaves.

Like nervousness or something, fatigue strikes me.

I accidentally wanted to sit back, but I remembered Wendy, Raz and Clan behind me, and we decided to get together and talk first.

The students watching the distant roll were scattered by Mr. Currant and Iris.