It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

A mild afternoon. I haven't enjoyed tea in my garden in a long time. Today is an extraordinary day off prepared after the school festival.

"Dear Mary, we have a new tea leaf."

"Oh, that smells good. I'll take it."

Recommended by Safina, who smiles gracefully, I also gracefully take the cup, close my eyes and enjoy the fragrance before taking a bite.

"It's delicious, Mr. Safina"

Me slowly opening my closed eyes and sharing my thoughts with Safina sitting across the street. Then I heard the chirping of the adorable little birds as they colored the quiet space.

"Oh, Mr. Safina, can I ask you something? Our tea party is full of cute birds."

"Well, that's lovely, Master Mary"

The two of us look over the garden with a graceful smile.

"Yes, yes, both of you, you're ready to escape reality. It hurts to watch this one."

I dare say the expression of me and Safina clings to the relentless words of those who were trying to keep me out of sight.

"Ugh, what are you saying, Mr. Magilka? I can't believe it's a reality escape, hey, Mr. Safina."

"Right, Master Mary."

Magilka sits beside us and stares half-eyed. I smile back softly as I look at her. Safina was also learning and smiling for tea.

"The royal writ has decided to take a look with His Majesty on this feat on the next holiday. This is reality, both of you."

…………

We freeze at Magilka's words. Then, too much force was put into it, and the sound of picking from the cup sounded like a freezing sound effect. Tütte to retrieve it quietly.

Then a few minutes later, a jitter and reality strike me.

"Ugh! Reality is coming at me!

I looked up to heaven with my head and began to get bored.

"Hey, Master Mary. Please calm down."

Magilka rushes to forgive me in my boredom, but how can my heart calm down with every word like that, no, there isn't?

"Don't even see Mr. Safina, Master Mary,... Mr. Safina?

Magilka watched the safina to get me to follow her, and it solidified. At the edge of my sight, bored, I could see a safina with her mouth half-opened and not one movement in weakness as if her soul were coming out of it.

"Pkkkkkkkkkk, it's really funny just to watch, then"

The princess sitting on the other side of Magilka is cutting off the knuckles and the laughter. Emilia visited today dressed properly, but, of course, she is here with patience, not formally as a princess.

"This, Your Highness. I'll show you something ugly..."

Magilka takes her seat and tries to apologize on behalf of me and Safina, whose soul has fallen out, Emilia stops it with her hands.

"Good, never mind. Then you're not my concubine's friend. Don't be stubborn, rather, you can show me more of the ugly, because it's more interesting."

To laugh like Emilia's little devil. I regain my sanity as a zookoo. Safina also seemed to have her soul back after shaking her body in a vicious manner.

"If I did, I would have fought and won such a monster, but I would have just met that damned man, and that werewolf was hilarious."

(Says no man to our king, Your Majesty. I don't want you to say it outside)

"Yeah, well, if you say you won, what's that move? I'll fly five magics at the same time, I'll slash my sword from all directions at the same time, besides I've never seen a concubine come along with it, or anyone who made such a jumpy idea come true."

The topic was very inconvenient to me.

"Such a princess, I exaggerate. Hey, Safina."

"Ehehe, right, Master Mary. Because I had the help of an item, or else I wouldn't have been able to either."

"Oh, really?

Embarrassed by the praiseworthy words from Emilia, I ask Safina to agree, and she nods in the light, too. It's my "We couldn't have done it without the item" tactical activation that I devised to keep everyone from doing that move. Like this, most people pull themselves away. The shy Safina didn't really want to get everyone's attention either, so he was getting on with this method of warfare.

"Damn, this is why genius skin people... not everyone can say there was an item, such a move"

Let's not ask Magilka, who is complaining about some bump, because it's not for me.

"Let me get back to you, does Her Royal Highness know His Majesty?

I'll ask Emilia to change the subject.

"Um, I've known him since he was a little girl. We had a relationship with each other."

That's how Emilia has shown us her index finger and thumb and made it look like Co's lettering.

(No, no, no, no, my king, because he's not as small as that Mijinko)

Thanks to Emilia's bokeh, I'm getting more and more calm too.

"Well, anyway, you're not that much of a man to get up to. He called out to his stomach as soon as he looked away for a moment, and if Elisha found it, he'd be punched with goo."

(Didn't want to hear, such a private story)

Your Majesty in me ranks down more and more. Both Magilka and Safina were just grinning bitterly without knowing how to react.

"In that regard, his son has become quite a fine man. In the beginning I gave up with my father and son in the same words and deeds as the king, but after a while I grew up to be a man with sights."

Nodding yeah to remind me of something, Emilia says.

"Yes, well, Master Mary accidentally did."

"Hoho, is that what you did?

Magilka exposes that to Emilia with a dry laugh.

"Hey, don't say anything bad to people. I'm glad I rode."

"Oh, did I?

"We were grounded together, you traitor. Oops! Divide the deflection from me for a moment as punishment."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

I protested against Magilka, who, pointing to a certain part of her, turned red in her face and hid there with her arms, pulling herself back.

"Cool, that would be really funny. As much as I'd like to invite you to my country. Whoa! I have a great idea."

We are stunned by Emilia's words.

(You can't go to the Demon Nation! Even though it's bad for your heart to see His Majesty the King, there's no way you're going to see the Demon King!

"Hmm, I just remembered some errands. Bye."

That said, Emilia took a seat, sometimes floating with wings.

"Wait a minute! That was a joke."

They say Emilia just flied away with a nibbly, nasty grin on my words.

All we had left was a glimpse into the sky.

(Oh... I only have a bad feeling)