Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

In the town of Icru, he entered the luxury room of a luxury inn. It is a different world style suite with two bedrooms.

Usually Mr. Zelarc and Mr. Keel seem to stay together, but this time me and Mr. Zelarc were in the same room, and Mr. Keel took a separate room.

Though the bedroom was different, I said I wanted to stay in another room because I wanted to avoid staying with a man, but the overprotective Mr. Zelalk and, unexpectedly, Mr. Keel also rejected me.

he said.

"Ayame is an associate of The Spirit Beloved of Esterian Nation, isn't he?

When it comes to being a relative of Mityl, I blur the relationship because it would make it clear that he came from another world. By the way, I don't trust Mr. Zeralk and the others, but I don't want to reveal them during my journey, so the gender person doesn't have to fix the mistake either.

This world thing is explained by Mityl overnight when his sister shows up as haunted, but it's still not enough information. There are fierce beasts and people with swords. If you stand around here in the wrong way, you can also think that your life is in danger.

Yes, this is a different world than a peaceful Japan.

No matter how much Estyle God has blessed me and my offense is unusually high, I'm not sure I'll survive alone. I can't stay alert until I can rendezvous with Mityl.

"Now the matter of 'The Spirit Beloved' is a very topical one, a situation in which we are all looking for a handover (once) with her with our blood eyes (Chiko). I don't know who will be after Ayame, who looks like he doesn't know the world. Something that knows who Ayame is could be watching for Ayame to be alone."

"Yeah, you are."

"Ayame seems to have arms, but experience in action? Can we not hesitate to cut off the lives of our raiders?

Asked by Mr. Zelarc.

"I can't. I don't have any real combat experience, and I think I'd hesitate because I've lived in a country that would be a crime if I did that"

In Japan, we only fought during games. Compared to someone who has no experience in martial arts, the hurdle to attacking a person would be lower, but I don't think, even if he was slashed with a sword, for example, he could activate the power of protection and drop his neck immediately, without hesitation.

"Then you still need an escort."

"Zelalk would have good luck and arms, so he would be able to protect Ayame until he was handed over to The Spirit Beloved.... I'm concerned that it's a little perverse or insanely overprotective..."

... Wait, there, it's pretty important!

"I'm staying with you to escort you."

"Forgive me! Ayame is my benefactor, so I'll protect him!

"Nah. 'Is that all you got?' I just want to get into it... but now I think it's safer not to touch it"

That's why we split this room.

"Good afternoon. We are located at the Stepweight Western Store, boasting the best selection of products in the town of Equiru, for any request. My name is Bershka and I am a business travel sales representative. Nice to meet you."

A small, slightly fuzzy Madame Bershka has let the clerks carry a lot of luggage. The large suite living room fills with boxes with clothes.

I'm sure it's always this way, going around rich houses.

Mr. Keel is out on business, so only Mr. Zelalk was with him in the room.

"Look after my clothes on this ayame. Ask for noble quality clothes suitable for the journey and suitable for ayames, from underwear to jackets. Ayame is a noble son of a nobleman, so make it particularly palatable."

"... Yeah, I'll take care of it. The exotic clothing that your son is currently calling for is of a fairly high quality. We have seen that you can be shown a high profile."

Oh, really?

Certainly compared to the natural everyday clothing in this world, this garment bought at a mass retailer is handy, and the quality looks good with zippers and buttons.

... I'm not your boy.

"So, from underwear"

Madame Bershka put something like a tank top and a man's pants out of the box.

"This is in the finest silk underwear"

Silk trunks! That's fantastic!

But I am a woman...

Hmm, I thought.

This guy would be like someone from the department store's foreign business department. You should have credibility because you are allowed to enter and leave rich and aristocratic homes.

"Madame Bershka"

"Why should I?

I spoke like a noble boy.

"In my kingdom, a man of high stature has a habit of not exposing his skin more than a child. I'm gonna try that underwear, and you're the only one next door in the bedroom."

"I understand. Now let's take a look at a few things."

When I first went to the bedroom, Madame first held my underwear in her arms. Arranging her underwear quickly on the bed, Madame closed the door.

"Madame Bershka. I have a consultation with you in anticipation of a hard-mouthed merchant."

"Yes, I will never betray your expectations."

Madam nodded.

"We'll keep secrets no matter what."

I exhaled.

"There's a situation, and I haven't informed Mr. Zelalk and Mr. Keel that I'm actually a woman,"

"... I see, is that what you mean? Even if the ethnicity was different, we were convinced that the body was made differently from the men's."

The stepweight western store elite hadn't seen the clothes of many to Dada.

Madame Bershka, with her professional eyes, was at first glance discerning my skeleton as different from a man's.

And now.

"Madame Bershka! Isn't this too much frills? I'm 25!?"

"No, you need this gorgeous frill to take advantage of Ayame's Rindy Beauty. And this next time."

"Hey, what's this race! Boys can wear these elaborate laces!

"Yes, it's in a race worthy of a nasty man. We talked about traveling bundles, so we made it something that didn't have gems on it."

"Gems!?"

"May the jewels summon you when you are summoned for everyday wear"

"That's common sense around here!?"

"It's common sense"

Wow, the gorgeousness of this world is hammering!

That's why Mityl's dressed up with a face she doesn't eat!

Are men wearing these sparkling, flashy, costume-like clothes worn by the role of prince on stage!

"Madame Bershka, to be honest, I'm not used to wearing these clothes. Feel as plain as you can..."

Madam's eyes sparkled.

"I won't! Anyway, if you're in disguise, it's your duty to wear clothes that are appropriate for you."

"Huh? Why?

"Think of no one who can be punished for working in disrespect of Ayame by mistake."

"Ah..."

I see.

In Japan, I, the ordinary citizen, will also be the sister of Michil, 'loved by the Spirit' in this world. It is in such a high capacity that it seems not strange that those who have worked rudeness on me should be slashed and abandoned on the spot.

Mityl's story was that the princesses who had just whispered in the royal palace were about to be slashed on the spot, and from then on, to keep the victim out, he always made Piet jump around and appeal to himself to be 'loved by the Spirit'.

"Besides, you're going to be with Mr. Zeralk, so you still have to be careful."

"Huh? Mr. Zeralk? Is that guy a high profile? He said he wasn't a general..."

When I asked, Madame Bershka, who had not broken her chilling attitude until then, was upset for the first time. I opened my eyes and mouth, and I said, "Oh, don't you know?," he muttered.

"Yeah. Actually, it's the first time you've known at the gates of this town in years. I know you're a fierce military man, but are you still a famous man?

"Famous or nothing... that's the famous" Graciad's Fierce Eagle, "isn't it?

"Sorry, I'm really neglecting this neighborhood."

Haha, and laugh and deceive.

"You're so celebrity that you have two names! You're so strong."

"Strong, not just..."

Madame Bershka said, looking at me raw and warm.

"The Raging Eagle of Graciad," said Zelalk Ashley Graciad, to His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Graciad Nation. "

"What?... third, king, son..."

You're lying, aren't you?

Mr. Zelalk, Prince of the Graciad Country?

Prince Real, are you?

Why did the third prince of the Graciad kingdom give birth through the door of Mithyl's room?

... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

If I were you, I'd let the Prince of Serimon hold you by the shoulder...

I rubbed it with my legs!?

And.

"Seriously. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Prince, I was falling in love with you. Oh, my God!

My love, I have no desire to be fruitful. Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Madame Bershka said to me, "You didn't know..." I'm sure of it. Please be careful.... I figured I'd put some gems on it, "he consoled me.