Kuro no Maou

"Oh, shit, I'm getting a little nervous."

I guess I squeal such a weak statement because the gift I bought for Fiona turned out to be a rough accessory that said it was a ring.

I was recommended by the clerk but I bought it as it was...... no, it's okay, it's not just a ring, it's a practical product as a proper adventurer, and there's no weird bottom line.

Still, while I regret that I have bought something that is somewhat embarrassing, the meeting time is approaching, so I will go for the square early.

The sun is almost southbound.

The only thing convenient about watches seems to be nobility, and meeting time is a big mess.

There is nothing more common than a general grasp of the time by the sound of a temple bell ringing every two hours.

Actually, until the noon bell, I guess I still have about half an hour to spare, but if Fiona waits first, it's bad, and I'll have to go first.

My sister once told me, "Don't keep the girl waiting."

It's not a date, but it's the first time I've experienced a date like this, and I'm prepared to do a fine escort that I'm not ashamed of as a man, remembering my sister's teachings from a long time ago.

Well, that's how I got here in front of an obelisk square.

"Hmm, I wonder if Fiona's here yet"

I'll look over, but I don't see that distinctive witch costume girl.

It's busy with quite a few people only during the day, but if you look like that, you can tell by one shot, if you show up out of this crowd, you'll soon find out.

With that in mind, in front of a black obelisk engraved with praiseworthy words about that Mia, I turn my sharp gaze to the goin 'crowd wave and wait for Fiona to appear.

"... Um"

And the end of my apprentice magician robe was pulled quickie even though Lily wasn't there.

Who the hell is that, and I turn my gaze,

"Fiona...... is that it?

Standing there was Fiona, dressed entirely in private clothes, in a pure white blouse with a light water skirt.

I accidentally got a hatena mark at the end of the story because the image is too far from the statue of Fiona that I had in mind.

Just like my gear, how witchy black Fiona is.

But now, it is a tremendous gap, wrapped in a pale shade completely opposite to the array.

"Um, could it be my outfit, is it weird?

I'm going to blush unexpectedly at Fiona for saying such a nasty thing slightly downward.

"No, you look great."

I feel sorry for myself for the only dialogue that comes up like that.

But Fiona looks rough, she wears a robe, she wears a cape, she barely exposes her skin, and her body line is hidden.

Pleated skirts on this blouse and the way girls dress in summer clothes have just the impact of smashing her image that was solidifying as a witch.

White thin arms peek through the half of the clean blouse, and luscious legs stretch out of the miniskirt above the knee in length.

The size is perfect as if measured, and I see a more feminine body line than Fiona's real age, which is incomparable with the robe.

Especially since the belt of the shoulder bag is crossed by the crossbody between the chest, which puts a special emphasis on the size of the two swells that push up the fabric of the blouse, if you're doing this deliberately, don't call Fiona a witch even in the sense of confusing the man.

"Really? Good."

Fiona smiling thinly, apparently not noticing my impudent gaze, or getting it through, thanks.

"Sman, I'm some kind of regular apprentice robe, and I wish you'd dress more properly"

"No, Mr. Chrono looks great in his robe, too."

No, it's not a question of whether it suits you... No, if Fiona's going to tell me she doesn't care, let's spoil it.

"But Fiona had that kind of personal clothing, too, which was totally unexpected to show up in such a beautiful outfit"

"Uh... beautiful, is it?"

"Oh, wow."

"Oh, really..."

So, Fiona turning that way.

Um, did I say something awkward - I mean, that, that's crazy, isn't my dialogue awfully embarrassing right now?

What are you saying naturally about nuances like "It's so beautiful," which would be awkward for me, isn't that the level where you can sue me for sexual harassment if I'm bad at it?

I wonder if there might be some kind of penalty provision for sexual harassment of female adventurers by guild, what a silly idea to abandon along the way and change the subject for now, sober reason tells me.

"Oh, yes, Fiona, I have a gift for you! If it's all right with you, why don't you take it?"

I decided to give a Tiger Kid gift, which I just bought here.

"Oh, no, Mr. Chrono, it's kind of bad"

"Look, I bought Lily a white robe before, but Fiona didn't have anything.

Oh, but maybe it's annoying backwards - "

"That's not true, I, I want Mr. Chrono's present"

"Well, I'd be glad to have it."

I was blocked by great momentum, I pulled it off a little by accident.

But that's all you thought you didn't want to waste my favor on, natural but Fiona is the one who gets to know the area properly.

Something makes me happier than words, I take the ring that fits in the dark blue case from my nostalgia and give it to her.

"Thanks for everything Fiona, keep it up"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Chrono"

I nod instantly to the question, "Can I open it?"

When Fiona's thin fingertips gently open the case lid, some of these rings I bought earlier shine a new glow.

"" The Circle Shield of the Goddess of War (Altena Guardling), "a ring that houses the protection of a goddess named Altena, protects herself from the blade"

In short, it's one of the same magic fixtures (magic items) that me and Fiona have in our possession: The Protection of Pale Flames (Nanablast Amulet).

Protection is just like magic, and depending on how you use it, you can let it reside in weapons, protective equipment, and ornaments, regardless, the strength of its power is pinky.

At first glance it looks like a simple silver ring, this' Circle Shield of the Goddess of War (Altena Guardling) ', but the inside of the ring is surprisingly engraved with ancient letters that are not magical formations to activate the protection.

"It may seem awesome to ask just the name, but don't expect too much from your defense because your grade as a magic device (magic item) isn't that expensive"

Although it protects itself from the blade, it is in fact a popular type of defensive accessory, in which defensive magic (shields) are automatically deployed to prevent physical attacks.

That's the same effect as the cross that Cyprus was lowering from its neck, though, this is not such a good product.

Well, Fiona would understand without explaining it.

"No, I'm very happy, thank you for a wonderful gift"

Fiona, who politely bows her head deeply to thank me, because it's not a big deal, I can say, so I just kept saying you're welcome.

"Can I put it on, please?

Of course.

That's how Fiona fitted the ring, never lost it, on her left hand pharmacopoeia.

"... what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing, I'm glad the size looks perfect"

"Yes."

I thought the left-hand pharmacopoeia was a wedding ring, but it's my custom in the world, and Koch isn't always the same.

The only good finger to fit the ring is six hands together on the three index fingers, middle finger, pharmacopoeia, if you want one of these to have the meaning of engagement, the chances of hitting the left pharmacopoeia are a sixth, less likely than the Earth.

No, the concept of an engagement ring may not even exist in the first place.

Fiona wears it on her left pharmacopoeia finger and reads its sincerity in depth only because I know what an engagement ring means.

"What do you say?

"Oh, you look great."

I'm thrilled to be on my own. I knew I could only respond that easily to Fiona, who showed me the ring she wore.

But Fiona's smiling at me so clearly, let's do it all right.