Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

That fourteen journey companion is your brother.

"... tired..."

I have never ridden a horse or a motorcycle. So I'm not used to spanning long rides.

"Mr. Zeralk."

"Brother Zelalk, there you go."

Fixed.

"Brother Zelalk, my crotch is starting to hurt."

"It's the first time I've ever been on a horse, so I guess it will. We ride horses again and again, skin off our inner thighs, and that's how we all improve."

"Eh, skin peels off."

That sucks! I've only come to visit this world, so you don't have to peel your thighs off until you get on the horse.

"How many nobles do you think a man can't ride like a horse? Ayame was really raised overprotective."

"My country just needs to be able to get in the car even if I can't get in the horse! I usually have a license."

"... a car?

"That's the kind of ride I have. Hey, my leg hurts."

I rubbed my thighs. I haven't stripped it yet, but it hurts.

"Do something!

"... you're a selfish guy"

"Brother, do something!

"Let's do something!

Mr. Keel, running a horse next door, stumbled.

"Zelalk, did you have that personality?

"I met Ayame and found myself new."

haha, and is a refreshingly laughing 'Graciad's Fierce Eagle'.

"... well, since no one missed Zelarc so much, if you say you have no choice, do you have no choice"

"What do you mean?

I laughed like I'd given up, Mr. Keel.

"Zelalk is also a soldier, in a high capacity, said to be the third prince of the country of Graciad. With this privileged stature and recklessly brave and resolute personality, I have no enemies on my way as a samurai... well, don't be hard to grasp"

Well, then yes. I also freaked out because I was bloody the first time I saw him, and I thought he was someone who was staring sharply and sucked for a moment.

It sucks in a different way now though.

"I'm the son of a Zeralk nanny, the same age, so I don't really care what I say. We've been dating, but normal nobles don't either."

"Lots of nobles are soft."

"You're too strong! So, all you're close to is the sword-wielding guys. Types like Ayame, when they see Zelalk, they all run away."

"I see."

I know exactly how that feels. But.

"But Mr. Zelalk is a prince, isn't he? Besides, that's cool. Aren't you hot for a woman who likes a rough system?

"... cool, you say?

In a slightly noisy voice, Mr Zeralk said. Mr. Keel said as he leaned his neck.

"... I see, if you stood without saying anything... you look like the Queen of Beauties... and yeah, well, Zelalk doesn't look bad, maybe. It's so powerful, I never noticed it before."

"If you're Mr. Keel, what are you talking about, instead of being bad, Mr. Zelalk is a tremendously handsome man! He's tall, he's got long legs, and he's got a beautiful face. Oh, you look like a beautiful mother."

So I said, looking back, and I knew, 'This man is so handsome...' I stared at Mr. Zelalk's face, and the horse's legs were disturbed.

"Nice, purple eyes are like gems and beautiful..."

When you reflect the light of day, purple eyes are really beautiful. Purple has been said to be a noble color for a long time, but I think so.

"Cool..."

"Huh."

Mr. Zeralk turned bright red and the horse finally stopped.

"Oh, I, I've never been told that, and Ayame likes this face...... is it?

"It's usually cool. Mr. Zelalk is a good man."

"Ah..."

Mr. Zelalk, who was looking at me with his mouth wide open, turned that way when he covered his face with one hand.

"Ayame, Ayame,"

Mr. Keel stopped the horse next door and poked me.

"Zelalk has never been praised for saying 'cool'! All the compliments that can be directed at this guy are" Rigid Man, "" Fierce Samurai, "" Battlefield Raptor, "and all the things that don't have shards (pieces) of color, so now you're in a lot of shock!

"Oh, you're not hot for a princess?

"The princess likes a better man... you're just like Ayame"

"Eh, what a waste! So cool......"

I blocked my own mouth along the way.

Well, then, they think you're dictating... Oh, I, they think you're a man!

"You Graciad princesses have no eyes to see how strong and dependable your brother is! It's good to have Mr. Zelarc as your brother! You're strong and psychotic!

I tried to be innocent like my brother.

Innocent.

"You're kind, kind, dependable, strong, and if I were a princess, I might approach Mr. Zelalk! Nah, haha."

"... Ayame... your legs hurt"

Mr. Zelalk, still bright-faced, said gently.

And I'm on a horse.

Mr. Zelalk is holding me sideways.

"I don't have to force Ayame anymore, I don't care if you can't ride a horse because this brother will take care of all of it!

Overprotective!

"If my adorable, adorable disciple praised me so much, this will happen."

Mr. Keel has a distant eye.

What, am I bad?

"To Graciad, you have to run the horse for about three days, but I'll take Ayame"

"Fine, Mr. Zelalk's gonna get tired."

You're supporting me with one hand, and you're manipulating the horse with one hand.

"I'm not working out as soft as I get tired with this. And if Ayame will, he will take him thus unto the end of the earth.

"You can go as far as Graciad!

I answered in haste.

I get off my horse at lunch, have a fancy lunch, and Mr. Zelalk holds me again for a graciad. I smell men, like muscle tone and heat, because they snuggle in to stabilize my body, and I get murky.

Pervert?

Think about it!

My favorite type of prince and I stick together perfectly!

It's cool, it's sweet, it kind of sticks with someone whose maiden heart cums, and from time to time they smile and say sweet words or something!

I think it is the normal reaction of an adult woman to be cuddled and murmured by the handsome man of pheromone mumps!

... as a mess.

If the horses were shaking me, I'd be sleepy.

This is where my women's power lacks...

"Ayame? Well, you fell asleep with a pretty face"

"You're a really defenseless guy."

"You believe in you."

……

"Don't turn red any more!

I think I'm asleep because I'm dreaming of being in the office, and somehow I can hear Mr. Zeralk and the others. Strange.

"I guess I'm pretty tired from traveling in strange places and boxed kids still. Why don't you let him sleep?

"Oh......"

Mr. Zelalk's muscles are stable, so I can relax.

"... When we get to Graciad, let's put Esteria in touch. I hope this brings us closer to Esteria."

"Ayame... you live in Esteria?

"No, you said your country was somewhere else, so why don't you just stay a little?

"Right..."

There was strength in my hand holding me.

"... Is it impossible for Ayame to live in Graciad..."

"Zeralk!"

"Graciad is a small but good country, and you just have to stay long. Protect me royally as my disciple..."

"Hey, don't get lost! I know you really like Ayame, but he's a nobleman from another country, right? Besides, he seems to be a member of the" Spirit Beloved "group of the great Esteria."

"I know! I know..."

My forehead warmed up.

"I have a sense that I'm saying strange things. But I... don't want to let go of my shark."

"Ayame is not a pet."

"Keel, I..."

I'm what?

But I sank into deep, deep sleep, and beyond that I couldn't hear.