Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

I came to another world.

Originally, I was supposed to go to Esteria with my sister, be surrounded by people who knew I was Japanese, and safely enjoy a different world trip.

But there was a little accident, and I was occasionally stuck in a dangerous forest where I didn't know where.

And now, knowing nothing of the common sense of this world, I use the handsome swordsmen I happen to know while mistaking myself for a man… Ooh, I am struggling to help the swordsmen and manage to reach Esteria.

But.

I don't really understand the attitude of the muscular gentleman (as a matter of fact, Prince) who treats me dearly as a 'benefactor of life'.

Yes, I am very confused because I do not know the common sense of this world, can I recognize that this is just a friendship between men...?

"Uh, I'm tired! I'm mentally tired! I had a drink!

When I went back to the inn for dinner at the restaurant, I took off my sparkling dark purple velour jacket and snagged it softly into my chair so that I could not take the jewels, and fell into bed. The buttons on the frizzy blouse I'm wearing are also a gem that seems expensive, but I don't care because I don't think this one will be so easy to take off.

Maybe I shouldn't wear this jacket.

Wearing such vivid clothes that I wondered if I would even go to the prom, and certainly not embarrassed to stand next to His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Graciad Country, I took the carriage that Mr. Keel prepared for me to dinner. So, in the meantime, this is Zelalk in a tight outfit that suits his tight body well, which is why he respectfully escorted me.

"Ayame, watch your step... I'm still the one"

Put your hands on my hips trying to get out of the carriage, and try to hold me up one more time, because I can "get off alone!," he controlled. On the side, Mr. Keel whines as if to brainwash Mr. Zeralk, "Because he's an adult man. Nah, an adult man."

Mr. Zelalk, slightly dissatisfied, took my hand with a big hand. For this reason, I became the feather to get out of the carriage in an atmosphere where the princess would come out, no matter what.

The carriage prepared by Mr. Keel was a splendid one that seemed to be used by the nobles, so stopping in front of the store drew attention. And the first thing that emerged from it was Mr. Zelalk, who looked so beautiful that he didn't think he was that blood-coated zombie.

"Isn't that the Graciad's Fierce Eagle?"

"Well, you're looking beautiful."

The expectations of the galleries increase.

Beautiful sturdy stepping down first in that, smiling and reaching out.

I guess they all had expectations as to what kind of beauty would come down next.

I stood next to Mr. Zelalk and looked up at him with a smile, making fun of him and getting out of the carriage with dignity, sweating cold inside as everyone in the town of Ekru watched.

"Thank you, Mr. Zelalk"

"Ah...... oh"

Mr. Zelalk looked down at me and then somehow turned red and closed his eyes and said, "Oh, my God, this is an adult male!," he muttered.

Those who watched us say, "Where is that boy, your lord? Isn't it the prince of the Graciad kingdom who is so tall that he will escort you so dearly?" "Oh, the famous' Graciad's Fierce Eagle ', His Royal Highness Prince Zeralk... I didn't know you'd be greeted with such politeness that the boy might be some prince, not just a nobleman, eh? You hear rumors of a visit?" "Hey, look at those great clothes! You look great, and you're not like Prince Spirit of the Night. What a charmer," he whispered, "I can't wait to be just an OL.

I am now embodying the proverb "costume for horses".

These clothes, they come with too many gems!

"Mr. Zeralk, you know..."

When I spoke, Mr. Zelalk opened his eyes and made an excuse, "I'm sorry, I'm standing dazzled," and then laughed to reassure me.

"I hope the dinner here is the right dish for Ayame's mouth..."

Mr. Zelalk looked around and then, when he took my right hand with his own, drew my body with his left hand.

Then, for some reason, I get the "oh..." and "well..." twitches from around me.

"Mr. Zeralk, you're too close!

"It's against your manners to go into the store with your hood on, hide behind me as long as you can."

"Huh? No, I don't have to hide?

"Come on, Ayame is too conspicuous! It's already been seen so much, you don't know which villain will be after you if you stay like this, don't be alarmed."

No, no, it's dinner at a fancy restaurant, right?

Not much of a scoundrel, huh?

Regardless of the villain, I realize that when I entered the store, I got my attention there as well. Mr. Zeralk seems to be quite a celebrity in this town of Ekru. Well, he's a handsome prince, so there's no choice. Plus, you're especially cool tonight.

The guests of this restaurant are like good people, and although they haven't obviously seen us cancer like they did outside, they say, "Well, it's Prince Zelalk. And, uh... which prince, Your Highness? I wonder if you are impatient enough to be in the equals" "What a beautiful boy in the Rin... you are such a charming, neutral prince" "Oh no, His Royal Highness Prince Zelalk's...?" and I was hissed. And at that sign, Mr. Zelalk went into "Don't Look Ayame Mode," and the women said, "Ma!" And as I dyed my cheeks, I received an escort that could be hugged, upon a beautifully decorated table of flowers.

No, wait a minute.

They think I'm a boy, don't they?

Sisters, wives, why dye your cheeks?

But when I look at Mr. Zelalk, who sat in the front to ask me why this attention was given, with a melting face, "Ayame... I knew you'd be cute to see it again and again..." and Mr. Keel, who stuck at the table with me, said, "Ayame is an adult man... cute... not good, I've been sensed by Zelalk!" and the brainwashing ability of the request string is diminishing, and I don't know what to translate anymore.

The food was impeccably delicious, so I said to Mr. Zeralk, "Come on, let's go home", not to worry about the excess.

"Right, let's drink after-dinner liquor in the room. You can't show Ayame's drunken face to anyone else."

"I'm not that bad with alcohol."

And when I returned to the room of the inn again with a courteous escort that I could not resist, I fell into bed tired.

"Ayame, are you okay?

"Sorry, I'm going now"

I left my bedroom with a single blouse because liquor was available in the living room.

All members of the Osawa family can talk, and alcoholism is not bad. Except for Mityl. So I had a normal family drinking party.

Well, Mityl is also a sweet tangled liquor, so it's a bit annoying but cute stuff. After Mityl went to another world, she stopped getting tangled up with "sister, sister," and honestly, I miss her a little.

"Good luck, Mr. Zeralk, Mr. Keel!

"Ooh, ooh, ayame"

"Adult men!

You're already in the right hands.

Mr Keel went on to say:

"Tomorrow I'm going to Graciad with my horse, but Ayame has no experience riding horses."

"Yeah. I'm not in the habit of traveling on horses in my country."

"Carriage."

"Oh, shit."

"Then I'll have Zelalk's horse on board... I'll put him on"

"No."

"I don't know... that's why I'm leaving tomorrow, when I get breakfast. You got Madame Bershka ready for horseback riding, don't you?

"Yeah, it's got leeches on it, but it's called travel clothes."

"Then get dressed for it. I have business, so I'm going back to my room..."

Mr. Keel stared at Mr. Zeralk and said, "Ayame is an adult male! Don't freak me out! I said."

"Keel, take what for granted"

"What's weird?

"You guys... you're unconscious... I don't know anymore"

For some reason Mr. Keel, who dropped his shoulder disappointingly, left "Goodnight", so I also dropped him off "Goodnight".