Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

Out of the gate, Crusade looked up at the Baltic mansion.

In the end, I ended up on my way home without seeing her, and without being allowed to see her.

—— Wouldn't that face peek through the window?

With slight anticipation, but recalling Cyrus's words, "I have not informed my daughter," Crusade boarded the carriage to cut off the untrained.

When he sat down, the more he lost, the carriage began to rattle and shake. I chose to travel in the carriage to avoid exposing myself, but that choice was a complete failure. The rough roads of the Baltic family territory rocked the carriage and the crusades violently.

If they find out about the fringe offer from Crusade, that alone could annoy the Baltic family. So this was a visit with complete patience.

The road to the Baltic family territory was accompanied only by a minimum of squire. The squire also kept him on standby in the only town in the territory to be discreet.

... That was the only thing that was right. Thanks to being alone in the carriage, Crusade was able to be fully depressed in the car.

I didn't even know how I was so obsessed with the girl I just met a few years ago. Maybe he saw her as more convenient than he was aware of.

Then I'm just like those bastards who cut me loose.

Sinking into such a grumpy thought, the carriage suddenly rocked heavily and stopped with the horse's nagging.

As he managed to indulge himself, Krüsseld called out to his Lord.

"Is something wrong?"

"Heh. I think maybe the wheels got stuck in the mud. Just take a look. Wait a minute."

He answers with a kind salutation. He was hired in a neighboring town. I haven't told him who Crusade is.

Crusseld got off the carriage and put his foot on the ground. And the earth, which was filled with water, became mud, and fell upon his feet.

And when he looked under the carriage, as he had done, a wheel buried most of his body in the mud went into his eyes.

Now it's only natural that the carriage also stops. It's almost like falling into the mud.

With a very bad day today, Crusade couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't think it's going to work."

"Yeah, I can't do anything with you and me alone."

Oh, and your shoulder drops. He looked around to seek salvation, but he shook his head small, seemingly only in the eyes of trees, mountains and the sky.

"I just have to ask someone to help me. From here, you will return to the mansion or go to a nearby village."

The option of returning to the mansion was not in Crusade. To a nearby village, he opens his mouth to say.

—— It was then.

"What's wrong?

A teasing and bright voice.

Seeing it, a peasant-like girl stood at the center of the muddy road at some point. She walked over to the carriages of the Kruselds, like intrigued.

She was a strange girl. Upstairs he wears his pony riding trousers and boots to his tunic. My feet are muddy as they were after I soaked them in the swamp, but I don't see myself caring about it either. Behind him he was able to follow an old loba, and on his right hand, for some reason, a branch of a tree was gripped.

--Her.

Sadly, when he saw the branches of the tree, Crusade was convinced. I don't know what you're doing, but this unusual girl was Cattleya Bart the guy.

Unexpectedly he was about to speak up, and Crusade shut his mouth.

Do you remember yourself? What is that outfit? Why are you taking Roba?

... I had a lot to ask.

But if we make my greed a priority here, we will trample on the thoughts of the Baltic family. If you're not going to get involved with them any more, you shouldn't reveal yourself to Cattleya.

With Cyrus and Gardenia's words rebuffed in his head, Crusade desperately suppressed the urge to speak. And he wore the hood of his coat deep in his eyes so that he wouldn't be seen in his face.

"The wheels got stuck in the mud. This is trouble."

The girl in front of you didn't seem to think of herself as a lord's warrant, and she says so with ease. Katrea, on the other hand, returned it in a reassuring manner without appearing to have offended her.

"You're an idiot to use a carriage on a road like this after the rain shakes. Poor horse."

"No, why would a customer say that..."

Sliding through the side of the one arranging the excuses, Cattleya peered under the carriage. And when I said "Hmm" like I was good at something, I suddenly got up in a good mood.

"Wait a minute!

That's how she screams, and she rushes quickly down the muddy road.

Crusade, his lord, and Roba, who were left behind, dropped off the rear of the girl who appeared refreshed and left.

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So much less, Katrea showed up waving her hand again. Behind her were two peasant-like men.

The men are so strangely fit that they both make you think they are influenced by their lords.

"I've called for help. I was just nearby. You push the horse forward because we push it from behind."

"Ha."

"Then the rest of us are about the back. Let's push it."

He will face Katrea, who will begin to divide himself, and enter the carriage as he is told.

Meanwhile, the men shrugged their shoulders as if they were frightened.

"Seriously, lady. You want us to do something about this?

"He said he couldn't do without bringing two more big carriages like this. Look at this rear wheel. It's almost buried. There's nothing we can do about it unless we lift it up in big numbers."

"Are you going to push her too? Stop it."

The men utter sober opinions that do not glimmer to their appearance. Apparently, we know each other.

The opposing Cattleya leaned her neck wonderfully.

"My brothers can lift this much alone."

"You know what, lady? Unlike the Baltic family, we're normal people."

"No, before that, even the boys couldn't do the carriage alone."

To the argument released by the farmers one after the other, Cattleya bends her mouth to the letter to.

"You won't know if you don't try anymore. Or are you gonna keep these people stuck here?

"But hey, lady..."

"You don't have to. I picked a carriage to move. This is the drop."

"Here," the farmers tapped Cattleya's shoulder as she happened to join the persuasion from where Crusade had left off.

"Hey, lady. He said we should go to a nearby village and get some extra help. We're here to help."

"If you do that, it'll be night."

"That's no choice... If that person is convinced, still..."

"Fine then. I'll do it alone."

"Huh."

The farmers harden to a slightly obstinate voice.

In the meantime Kathrea turned around behind the carriage and called out to his lord.

"Get the horse out!

"Yes, sir"

Those who do not know what the situation is, whip the horses as they are told. As the horse moved her legs as she moved forward, Cattleya began to push the back of the carriage.

It was a reckless challenge, no matter what you think.

There's no way you can push a wagon with its wheels embedded in a mud with the power of just one girl. If you really want to do something about it, the farmers are right, a few more should call for help.

The way the little girl pushed her frightening body as she leaked her nose even looked hilarious.

But you can't even leave it alone more than Katrea turned bright red in her face and started challenging the carriage to fight. Crusade panicked and lined up next to her, pushing the carriage.

That seems to have been the same for the farmers. They watched two people fight the carriage with a troubled face for a while, but sighed, "Oh man," they joined.

Pushing with force, it's like I'm not responding. "Give it up quickly," Cruseld heard the farmer whining small.

It was then.

The carriage slipped slightly forward.

"Look! You're moving, look!

Cattleya says excitedly, while continuing to push full force. But they were all desperate, and there was no voice to respond to it.

The carriage moves further forward. It was an unexpected event, but when I got here, I couldn't loosen my hands, squeezing even more strength as they all shook their bodies.

Then suddenly the body lost its resistance and, with the noise, moved out of the mud and forward.

The unraveled carriage lightly runs down the road as it flies through the mud.

Soon they were all feathers in mud splashes, but because of their strange sense of accomplishment, no one shook their faces.

"Oh, we've got it figured out"

The farmer raised and lowered his shoulders and leaked an exclamation.

"Look, you're right about me. Try it and we'll figure it out."

Cattleya also says well. Even as she let her breath out, she strained her chest just to say, "How's it going," and tried to peek into the face of Crusade next door.

—— but at that moment Katrea's leg was captured by the mud, and she fell to the front.

"Ugh."

With the sound of becha, Cattleya sinks into the mud with momentum. Next on the wheel, it was her turn.

"Are you all right!

Crusade rushed over to Cattleya. It was no longer if you were hiding your face.

Grab Cattleya's shoulder and drag her body out of the mud. And I peek into that face, but unfortunately I couldn't worship the eyes of my dear girl.

"Are you hurt anywhere?

"... I can't see before"

That's what a muddy face answers. "I guess so," the farmer hammered with ease.

With suspicion for the inhabitants, who had no way of moving at all into the catastrophe of the Lordship's Lady, Crusade went on even further.

"For my sake, I'm sorry. Let me walk you home."

Katrea shook her muddy face to the side.

"I knew if I did that, the sun would go down. It doesn't make any sense that I painted the mud."

……

That passes, and Crusade can't say anything.

"... and you can go out on your own," Katrea muttered.

The farmers I saw laid their hands on Krüsseld's shoulder.

"We'll take care of your daughter. You should go home now."

"But"

"No, I and this kid are always like this. You don't have to worry about it that much."

Seems like a lot to be said.

But the farmers' expression was serious, and there was no shadow of a joke there.

I didn't run out of worries, but even if I was forced to escort you here to the mansion, it could steam back the story I gave up because of it.

Fortunately, Katrea doesn't know who the man in front of her is. Crusade thought we should leave quietly here.

"Now, if you'll excuse me for being sweet with your words. Thanks--"

"Oh, I don't need it. We have to help each other out here so we can live."

The farmers say so naturally and for some reason Kerakera laughs.

"If we'd taken any money with help, we'd be rich by now."

They all looked at Cattleya. What that gaze was about to say was immediately understandable to Crusade as well.

The person is still rubbing his face.

"... ok, thanks. Really, I took care of you."

Crusseld bowed his head deeply to her and the farmers as he stood up.

Then head to the carriage that stopped at the end of the road to escape.

The untrained were about to show their faces again.

If he had to leave the scene soon, Crusade hastened his legs, without worrying about the mud spilling.

—— even though.

"Be careful."

To the voice I was called, my ankle, which was rushing, stops, and I look back like I was bounced.

A muddy, but unchanged smile three years ago was pointed at us.