Kuro no Senki (LN)

Between the round tables...... in the first place the origin of the round tables, regardless of the sequence in some country, seems to have started somewhere like abolishing the upper seat, the lower seat, to have a free and wide-ranging debate.

Doesn't it make sense if all the top surfaces don't come with the contents? I don't have to think so, but the format is important for me.

With that in mind, I... Elena Grafias was poking a cheek wand at the round table and chewing up a lack.

That guy bought me around June last year, so it's a calculation that ten months have passed.

I'm totally used to accounting work, and if you're in night games... mentally, anyway, the body betrays my feelings, bastard.

I don't hate that guy.

They're saving lives, not once, not twice, and they're taking care of their jobs.

Well, because I have the academic qualifications I have developed overseas, I have been entrusted with accounting, and I have taken care of my work, but it is my strength that has produced the results.

Well, there aren't many elements I hate, minus that point.

Blah, if it's a story, it's not weird to have a happy ending.

I have a daughter of a quasi aristocrat sold to a slave trader, and the new aristocrat of the grown-ups helps.

As it were, I fought a vendetta or something, and that's usually where it ends.

He didn't lend me a hand to avenge him, and I tempted him if he didn't avenge me for free, but I knew he couldn't... but he fucked me.

When I remembered the night games, I was bored.

"Objection! Half Elf!"

"What is it, Empress Tilia?

Say Tayun or Brun, Empress Tilia stood up with a swinging chest momentum, pointing to Leila.

As usual, Leila confronted Empress Tilia head-on with a faceless look...... Nah, I don't even feel like I'm musty......

Ma, I don't even understand how Leila feels.

Because Leila had a monopoly on him when his mistress had only Leila and the general, and me three.

The general has a retreating attitude when it comes to nocturnal gambling, and I... yes, I don't pick up pillows that often.

Precisely, once a month, no, once a half a month, no, no, maybe Monday, maybe Tuesday.

"Frequency! How come I'm in there once and you're in there four times? I don't even like the order! Why, I'm the last!

"If you are considered Tilia, it is because Krono is exhausted and comes in the way of the next day's work"

Leila spoke of Pre-Construction as if she were stating the facts.

Although it's not a lie to come in the way of work, pre construction is as important as formality.

"Oh, Leila won't take a step back."

"If I give in, it's like, at the end of the day, retreating to the end of the earth"

"... don't you guys have to increase the number of times?

I asked my twin elves, who were drinking dried fruit next door.

These guys...... Deneb and Aridead just became mistresses.

These guys have a verse that satisfies them with night games once a week or not with these guys.

"Because we live in love."

"It's like I'm just happy to have you on my arm pillow."

The guy who plays night games in pairs is over with love and stuff.

"Kuh, it's only the first time I've exhausted Chrono! I've been holding back since the second time."

My voice toned down in the second half, and I didn't seem to feel particularly subtly confident about the 'I'm holding back' part.

"... I see"

"Oh, what's that subtly winning grin!

I narrowed my eyes and stared at Layla's mouth, but nothing like a laugh that I had won has come to mind.

"I'm not proud to win, though?

"No, you're winning. This, like this, I taught Chrono a woman is my own, with a technique I taught...... you're immersed in such superiority!

Either that or I feel like Empress Tilia is just being annoyed by inferiority.

Isn't Empress Tilia too conscious to see Leila's shadow on his, kissing and caressing?

"If you try to be Empress Tilia, Leila is like a lover."

"I feel like the fall of Empress Tilia started after she put Master Chrono to bed."

Deneb and Aridead explain even though I didn't ask for it.

"Well, for the most part, if you're going to get in the way of your work, why don't you cut it down a few times?"

"... because unlike Princess Tilia, I can restrain myself"

I wonder why the time has opened.

"Mmm, it's a woman's battle."

Said Faye, eating galloping and stir-fried beans.

"Why are you here?

"I'm visiting a conference for the after-school."

I only got the stir-fried beans from the bag Faye was holding in my hand.

"With that said, I heard you gave the order to Empress Tilia?

"I'm sorry."

"Around the corner, I fed him, so think about it a little more. You're dreaming of rebuilding a fallen house, aren't you?

When I ate a grain of stir-fried beans, Faye turned his mouth upwards and cheeked the stir-fried beans.

"... I thought about it."

"Well, that would be nice"

He's serious in a weird place, so he won't give up his territory because he's mistress.

But you should give me as much support as you want.

"... Mr. Leo, Mr. Horus and Mr. Lizad are dead."

Pottori and Faye muttered.

"Is that why?

"I thought it would be dishonest to perform night games without my mind completely turning to Master Chrono."

"... yes"

In your case, the goal is to rebuild the house, so what's next about him? Though I thought so, I replied carelessly.

Well, if I make a mistake, I only look stupid because I feel I prefer her stupidity.

"As long as you are under Master Krono's command, the opportunity will come."

"You were a waiting party."

The reason Faye's on the waiting list is because he needs a cavalry to maintain security.

What do you care? Marquis Elakis has a wide territory.

Cavalry mobility is essential to cover this wide area.

"... I have more than ten horses, but I've got more territory, and water on the baking stone."

"It's good to have more territory"

"It's a matter of degree, of degree"

The Marquis and Count Cado territories of Erakis are now understaffed.

Well, well, his men have increased, but the number of cavalry has not increased, and there is a shortage of officials.

I can't build a household registry in that state or go and teach about the system... I can't, but it's the current situation that is forcing me to turn it around there.

At the very least, it would be easier if I saved you the trouble of writing the paperwork.

Leaning her gaze, Empress Tilia and Leila stared silently at each other.

It was then that the sound of pampering and slapping my hands sounded.

By the way, it was the general who slapped her hand.

"It's late, so don't make up your mind."

"... ok. I will change order and tomorrow I will ask Empress Tilia to strive for night games"

"Grunt, aren't you going to give up the number of times?

"If Empress Tilia decides she can restrain herself, I will increase the number of times?

"Look, half-elf! I will serve the night games with splendor!

Bishi! and pointed to Leila, the Empress Tilia declared.

The next day, while rubbing my sleepy eyes, I worked on the paperwork.

They're renewing their permits for the slave trade and the whorehouse.

The permit expires for three months...... although I feel it is too short, it is useful as a pretext.

His measures... allow slave trafficking only to merchants who properly manage slavery... were measures to protect the rights of the buyer, but this is not only the buyer, but also the slave trader, right?

It is difficult to add difficulty even if the buyer dies from handling the product roughly because it is tattooed with proper management and is even allowed to undergo a medical examination at a hospital located in the Marquis territory of Elakis.

In fact, that's all the hassle involved, so even slave traders can tell you that they're in decent business.

"... and the number of slave traders has increased. There are fifty of us, and I wonder if we could make a profit in a slave city once a week?

It's frightening to have to create a permit for fifty people.

"You sold yourself as a slave, but you take on one stick of a slave trader or something. Seriously, it sucks"

"Lord Elena, I brought you a meal."

Faye walked into the room without even knocking and placed two plates at my table.

"What, this?

"It's a creative dish from the general."

Spindle-shaped bread is placed on the plate.

This is just harassment, but there's a cut in the center of the bread, and that's where the sausage is pinched.

Mustard would be on top.

"By the way, the theme is' easy '"

"Isn't that a 'clueless' mistake?

I don't have a fork and a knife, but when I was confused, Faye grabbed the creative dish with her hand and crushed it.

That's how I eat it, and I grabbed it and carried it to my mouth in horror.

Bite off the sausage and you'll get hot gravy...... hot, hot!

The acidity works better and is delicious.

"... yeah, these meals are good sometimes"

"If you have a little more, you have nothing to say."

Seems like it wasn't enough for Faye to move her body on a daily basis.

"With that said, I need to ask you something?

"What is it?

"I've got fifty slave traders, and they're so here to make it a business?

"Not everyone is in the Slave City."

Faye said as he layered the plates.

"What do you mean?

"Few slave traders are based in Hashel. But if you leave Hashel for days on a purchase, you'll make less money for it."

Well, they're like selling out slaves for 10,000 pieces of gold in a month.

"So they're replacing you while you're away or buying and reselling slaves from other slave traders"

"So you're including their permits."

You don't buy it yourself and sell it yourself, you buy it from somewhere else and sell it.

Other merchants are supposed to be doing something similar, but I don't get it.

"Oh, already! That stinks!

"What is it?

When I screamed, Faye tilted her neck wonderfully.

"Writing paperwork stinks! Many, many copies of the same text… it would be a little easier if I saved myself the trouble of writing the paperwork"

"I can save you."

Huh? And I stared at Faye.

"How?

"With a printing press, it's easy."

"Hey, where is it!

"I will guide you."

Faye guided me to arrive... after all, it was Dwarf's workshop in the Marquis Elakis residence.

Khan! Khan! and the sound of hammering is depressing.

"This is it."

"This is the printing press?

If you're not afraid to misunderstand, the printing press resembled a table.

No, should I say I combined my desk and bookshelf and added a board to slide on?

When I say bookshelf, there is no compartment, diagonally grooved iron bars pierce the center.

Finally, from the middle of the grooved iron bars, the wooden bars extend straight across, and the tip comes with something like a wooden plate.

"How do you use this?

"Firstly, a metal version is placed over the plate to be slid, overlapping the paper. Now push the plate in and move the stick."

When Faye pulls the wooden bars, the grooved iron bars and plates descend just a little.

Maybe if you move the wooden bars to draw a semi-circle, the plates that come with the grooved iron bars will be pressed against the paper and metal versions.

"... Awesome, great invention, this! Why didn't you tell me!

"They didn't ask."

Yes, but I couldn't contain my excitement.

It saves you the hassle of writing a permit, and it saves you a lot of trouble if you have a piece of paper filled out that needs to be made of both slave traders and whorehouse owners when applying, as well as household registration.

"Can I help you with the printing press?

"I want you to use this."

Dwarf in the workshop...... Gordie called me and I said as I pointed to the printing press.

"You're free to use it. Of course, if you bring me the original painting, I'll carve the version."

I clenched my fist.

"And then we have to ask Master Chrono"

"Master Krono is visiting the Slave City."

I thought you might have to wait till you got back, even if you didn't bother going out to the slave city, but that's when he's busy.

Immediately after completing the inspection of the Slave City, I can't even see it if they go on an inspection of Count Cado's territory.

I just don't want to go to a slave city, to be honest.

That time, when I think of my body and swollen face dirty with manure, I'm going crazy.

"... Faye, will you hang out with me?

"Don't worry about it."

The Slave City will be held at Miles' Whorehouse on the corner of the commercial district.

It's just a gentleman's social place and a tsunami, and Miles's whorehouse is prettier than the rest, and it feels like it's hiding its look.

"... excuse me"

When I try to enter the whorehouse with Faye, the gatekeeper stops me from crossing the spear and going.

"Master Chrono is here for you."

As Faye walked out to shelter me, you remembered her face, and the gatekeeper slowly drew a spear.

"Come in, please"

Is this a formality, too? and I walked through the lobby and opened the hall door.

As soon as I open the door, the heat pushes over.

My legs trembled unconsciously.

"I'm attached, sir."

"... yes,"

I was drawn to Faye, and I looked for him.

The stage in the center of the hall...... deliberately missed my gaze from the slave walking there, and I found him.

He was sitting in the front of the stage... sitting down in the privileged seat and letting a woman with long hair look like a whore serve next to him.

I walked over,

"Oh, you are."

"I'll get in the way."

I glanced at Miles and sat down next to him.

"What's going on?

"... I've been doing you a favor. Alcohol from midday?

"It's water."

When I said it, Master Chrono gently raised the cup.

"... are you even taking it for harassment?

"Even if we try to be the best hospitality, Master Chrono will not accept it."

Miles argued all the time saying it was out-of-heart.

"Isn't it too hard to come to the whorehouse and go home without holding a woman?

"For once, it's an inspection."

Seven...... one is a man and absent... but he also has a mistress, don't you just not have time to get your hands on a whore? Though I thought so, I kept my silence.

"So, what are you doing me a favor?

"I want you to use the printing press that was in Dwarf's workshop to make permits and applications."

"The printing press?

It wasn't Master Chrono who got himself out, it was the whore sitting next to him.

"I didn't mean to tell you?

"It's nothing good."

The whore smiled at me, not looking offended.

"The printing press... is a tool for printing."

"What's the point of printing with tools?

"Well, I guess it'll come in handy someday"

When the whore inquired about the ascendancy, Master Chrono said that he seemed unsure.

Answer my question.

"You're a nasty little girl."

Guru, I roared like a dog and stared at a whore.

"I feel bad for you, whore. At least give me a name."

"Elaine, Elaine Sinner."

I repeated her name in my mouth.

"... guild master of the whore guild?

"You know me well."

"When I was studying in the Free Cities group, I just remembered because some stupid men were making a scene."

Because I knew the name of the guild master of the whore's guild, that doesn't mean I can handle it.

This woman is right, she's only as knowledgeable as' you know her well '.

"You have experience studying abroad. But maybe you're a little nervous about being a slave to me?

"We're like each other."

"Prostitutes and sex slaves... maybe there's no big difference between them. But there's a big difference between us. I don't suppose so, Miss Elena Grafias?

Elaine's voice was gentle.

"I chose to be a whore myself, but you didn't choose to be a slave yourself. I'm proud to be a whore, but what about you?

……

That's because you're a success, I wanted to say.

But Elaine was full of confidence.

So much so that I wonder if she won't change even if she's not successful.

"Don't you know what you looked like when you sat next to Master Chrono? Yeah, even when I said," Don't even hold a woman. "

Kusuri laughed, and Elaine turned a gaze to look down.

"A grin of relief. I have no choice but to be a slave."

"... I'm on my own"

Damn, you were reminded in Slave City (here) that you had no power whatsoever.

Meaningless, beaten to show off, worn out.

At that time, I might have said it back if I had stood my ground to the end.

But I broke it.

I even begged the slave trader to let him bathe in the water.

"You are still a slave. Like her walking on stage."

"... Huh!

I stared at the stage and stretched myself out.

That was the same with the other guy.

We stretched our bodies the moment we had eyes, and lay our eyes down from either side.

"... his name is Westa, his age is eighteen, he is the daughter of a bankrupt merchant"

Miles explains his identity even though he didn't ask for it.

I know.

Westa was about a finger taller than me.

I always had sleepy eyes and relaxed personality.

But it wasn't insensitive.

I was worried about my big breasts and I always walked cat-backed.

How could you?

Elaine knows me and Westa were friends.

No, even if I knew, I wouldn't have expected it until I got here.

"The instrumentation is there, as is the upbringing. The rules seem bad, because I'm a virgin."

You finished going around the stage, Westa's voice sounds.

"Westa,. I'm from a group of free city states, and I'm not very good at arithmetic, but I'm going to learn a lot."

A voice that seems to disappear now.

"... I can't keep up with the topic?

"If you'd asked me a question, I'd have answered it."

"Elena sold the fight, but I thought you might be the one to say it out"

Master Chrono said in a voice where he couldn't even feel the shards of tension.

"Now we start with twenty gold coins!

"Twenty-one gold coins!

"Twenty-three!

The amount rises in small increments.

Upon exceeding twenty gold coins… that is, the opportunity to help Westa was lost the moment 21 gold coins were priced.

I'm saving money to buy myself back.

Twenty gold coins have been saved in the last ten months.

Thirty!

"Thirty-one!

Doddly venues thrive on what's fun.

"... hundreds of gold coins"

With that one voice the venue quieted down.

"... you, what are you gonna do?

"Uh-huh, I don't have enough manpower in the whorehouse, so I thought I'd refill it."

"I'm not kidding."

There's no way Westa can do a whore.

"I mean it. I'm proud to be a whore, but I'm not generous enough to be scorned and smile and forgive you."

Damn, this woman sucks.

I'm sure this woman will do anything to torment me.

"... Dear Krono, I would like you to lend me your money"

"Why?"

"Now that I want that slave, I want you to lend me a hundred gold coins."

I turned to Faye reflexively, and I almost cried unconsciously.

"Of course, don't just say that."

Faye removed his sword from the sword belt.

"It is my father's vision."

"Pickup price will be about one gold coin"

When Faye offered the sword pattern, Miles shook his shoulder so he could laugh.

"At any time, you will do what Master Chrono asks you to do, right?

"By the way, I'm ready to give you up to a thousand gold coins."

Faye glared at Elaine,

"No cap, please."

"All right, with a hundred gold coins."

Master Krono reluctantly raised his hand.

"Then I... a hundred gold coins"

"... Mr. Elaine"

"What could it be?

When Master Chrono called, Elaine replied with a gentle grin.

"Uh-huh, I'd like to get along with Mr. Elaine?

"Oh, me too. But as I said earlier, I'm not generous enough to be scorned and forgive you with a smile."

"I don't... when I say I can understand, I won't tell you because I'm going to be mad, but I think this is a watershed,"

"I wonder what that means?

Elaine legged gracefully and narrowed her eyes to gaze at Master Chrono's sincerity.

"Can we get along or can't we?"

"What if we can't get along?

"... it's going to be a shame. Oh, it's hard to get along unless you're flexible enough to back out here, not threaten me or anything."

Master Chrono stepped out and stared at Elaine.

"What if we get along?

"I'm building a harbor right now."

Master Chrono sank his body on the couch and told him to cut out the public discourse.

"Yeah, I know."

"I'm thinking of selling the right to use the port on a monthly or yearly basis, but I'd like to do the trade myself ~,"

"So?"

Elaine embarked on herself and stared at Master Chrono.

"You call me hired manager, or is it good in Kabushiki Geisha?

"Kabushiki, Guy, Sha... Where's the word, it"

"First, suppose Mr. Elaine starts his business. But I don't have the money. That's where we'll recruit investors."

Both Elaine and Miles tilt their necks strangely.

"In the end, that's not debt. I don't know the preconditions, but you can't borrow money without collateral."

"So I'll lend you money as collateral for your business rights. I get a share when I make a profit, and I talk to a lot of management, but I don't complain if they basically make a profit."

Uh-huh, Elaine roared.

"I mean, when I say Gabshiki Geisha... should I just assume I'm being entrusted with management? You have the right to fire me, and you have to pay your share until you let go of your rights or I buy back my rights."

Was it intriguing, Elaine turns her gaze to Master Chrono?

"What's your share?

"... half of the profits, not about 30%?

"You're losing my share!

"I cut my share."

"Oh, your share is 30%."

Elaine climbed out and shouted, but sat back shallow on the couch, apparently feeling savoury that her share was 70%.

"It's an interesting story, but I don't see your sincerity. 'Cause if you can spend that much money, it's quicker to start your own business."

"I do have money, but I don't have any connections, because I don't have experience. Well, there's an upside down relationship between the investor and the manager, but it's a reciprocal relationship, if it means making up for things we don't have."

"That whores and nobles are equal?

"Yes, a reciprocal relationship"

Elaine and Lady Chrono stared at each other with a grin.

"... ok. I'm not going to forgive you for being scorned by the slaves there, but I want to get along with you, so I'll put up with you. Well, we're talking business from here. It's about Kabushiki Geisha, but I want to move now."

"It's so quick and helpful."

"It's a bid for one hundred gold coins!

When Master Chrono and Elaine's run was over, the MC man declared the bid successful.

Me... Me and Faye, Master Chrono and Westa returned to the Marquis Mansion after the sun went down.

Since then, Master Krono has decided to invest in Elaine in the Kabushiki Geisha method, and that discussion has taken time.

When I took the permits from which the edition was based and went to the Dwarf workshop, Elaine had received a large box from Master Chrono.

The amount that Master Chrono will invest in Elaine is 10,000 pieces of gold... I know there are more than 50,000 pieces of gold left in the vault of the Marquis Mansion for an unspecified purpose, but I regret the sight of it.

Damn it, and staring at Elaine leaving in the carriage, Master Krono made an invitation.

"Elena, I'm putting Westa on support tomorrow"

"... you mean take care of him?

"You will. I left the room next to Elena."

"Um... nice to meet you, Elena"

Westa was weaving his cloak like Chrono, crossing his arms to hide his chest.

"... I'll show you to your room. Follow me."

I taught her where to work, where to bathroom, where to toilet, and led Westa to her room.

Well cleaned, but only minimally furnished in the room.

"Don't you dare change."

"... yeah, sorry"

Lack of vigilance, Westa changed into a piece that was prepared in a dull enough motion to be harsh.

"But good. Elena's with you."

"Well, not really."

I leaned down and shook my fist.

"Slave, slave! Me and Westa belong to Master Chrono!

Damn, and I scratched my hair.

That woman reminded me that I was a slave.

"Um, Elena is a terrible thing...... sorry"

As I glanced, Westa leaned down frightened.

"Yes, I did, all kinds of things. I couldn't help but be scared and feel miserable at first, annoyed... that wasn't all."

I just thought I was an abusive hobby (Mazo), but was that really all?

I guess what I was really afraid of was being thrown away.

So I guess I was relieved that I deserved to be a woman, saying I didn't like it with my mouth.

I was going to get a place on my own, but I wonder if I've just been under Master Krono's asylum since we met.

"... because my room is next door"

"Elena!

Ignoring Westa's voice, I went back to my room.

Then, I spent some time with Bo.

When I pick up a meal in the servant's dining room and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah,

……♪

Empress Tilia passed me in a light foothold.

Fluffiness and the smell of soap tickle my nasal cavity.

Why, it looks like so much fun? and staring backwards, Tilia stopped pitifully on her feet and came back before me.

"What can I do for you?

"... I don't need anything. It just sounds like fun."

"Uhm, it's fun"

Empress Tilia defied her breasts to boast of her size.

"You don't look like you're having fun. If it's okay with me... sorry. As you know, I have to serve night games now. But if you give me the order of night games, I can talk to you."

Uh-huh, I roared.

I'm not going to get empathy for consulting this guy.

Consultation is because I want you to comfort me or affirm yourself, and if you don't comfort me or affirm me, I feel like I'm going to take extra damage.

"Yeah, why don't you go talk to him?

"Um, I got it."

Maybe I wanted to talk to Empress Tilia because I was self-absorbed.

A place to talk calmly...... that's what I came up with was my own work room.

I led the Empress Tilia to her work room, and lined up the chairs to face each other.

"What the hell are you worried about?

"I was reminded of my position today when I had a fight with a woman I didn't like. I'm a slave, protected by Krono, so helpless that I can't protect my friends or be mean to them."

Mm, and Empress Tilia looked difficult.

"... um, what's wrong with realizing your helplessness?

"I am a slave. I thought I was Krono-sama's property, protected, and got my place on my own without even realizing it."

Mmm, and Empress Tilia frowned.

I regretted from the bottom of my heart that I had the wrong person to talk to.

"... you are a slave to Chrono and you are in charge of accounting for the territory of Chrono? As a slave, you are Krono's property, and as an accountant, you are an indispensable person in the management of the territory, so it's only natural that Krono should protect you."

"I'm scared that I'll be thrown away when I'm annoyed by Master Chrono, but I'm relieved when I'm held."

"Isn't that natural?"

Huh? And I opened my eyes.

"When Chrono shut me out of my room, I couldn't help but be scared. I'm scared of being tied up or blindfolded, and I'm scared of being compared to other women. But don't worry if they hold you. Isn't that normal?

"I don't think it's normal to be tied up or blindfolded,"

Yeah, yeah, and Empress Tilia nodded over and over.

"I think I'm scared because I'm serious. When I serve night games, I'm good at bloodlines, I'm good at studying, I'm good at swords, I can use kamikaze... I can't use what I've been counting on. I fight alone on the bed at night. Slaves, half elves, civilians have nothing to do with it. So, it's fun, it's scary."

……

This guy is more serious than I thought.

He seriously loves Master Chrono and is seriously trying to compete with us.

Elaine said she was proud to be a whore.

I have no pride in being a slave.

But I'm serious.

I'm sure that woman licked the spicy acid by the time she got to her current position.

But I saw hell, too.

I tasted so frustrated that I couldn't be mean.

I'm a slave, but I'm alive for real.

I won't let you deny that.

"The rest is me. Looks like Faye thinks you're a friend. Isn't it the story of being saved that someone admires you in your placed situation? Okay, I'm on my way. Chrono's waiting. Then you keep your promise to give up the order of night games."

Empress Tilia said to roll up and left the room.

The next day, I used a printing press to imprint my permit.

It was actually Westa who printed it, but I don't know what to say, I don't know what I needed to make a printing press - it was a level of convenience.

Even if I don't have a printing press, I feel that hand printing is enough.

Well, I can't let Westa, who's just starting work, do complications, and it's best to remember how things work while doing chores.

I headed to Master Chrono's office with a printed permit.

There is also a bedroom for Mr. Chrono upstairs... somehow I bowled with the Empress Tilia, who walks in an inner crotch mood.

"... oh, what can I do for you?

"Well, that doesn't sound like fun."

Princess Hu Tilia grinned,

"Chrono seemed like fun."

"What about the Empress Tilia?

"Ha-ha-ha, no way, when they even bite the monkeys. Ha-ha!

The Empress Tilia collapsed on the spot and held her head.

Ororo ~ n, Ororo ~ n, and it felt like I was going to hear a moan like that.

"Wow, obscene, obscene words for the good that I can't say back! Stuffed cows, more importantly cows!

Empress Tilia stood up to herself and seemed tragically defeated.

Maybe they said things like cow-like breasts, this wasting milk, and cows are better off just serving milk.

Leaving Empress Tilia bored with Orolo, Orolo, and I headed to Master Krono's office.

"I'm coming in."

"... go ahead"

Upon entering the office, Master Chrono was working seriously.

"Sign the permit."

"Okay."

When I put a bunch of paper on my desk, Master Chrono put aside the bunch of paper I was reading and started signing.

"What, that?

"Mm-hmm. Dr. Arthur started his cadet education, didn't he? So he submitted the idea that came up in class as a report."

I responded appropriately.

"Well, I have an interesting idea."

"Huh. I just met Empress Tilia... you, are you also resenting Empress Tilia?

"I was chased with a horse by Tilia, who was fully armed in a military school exercise. You couldn't even get us armed, but you were definitely going to kill me for dropping it."

"... yes"

Last night, I tried to shelter you because you were the one to talk to, but I can't help following you because you resent me.

"How's Westa doing?

"You better not think it's going to be instant."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Crisp and lettering sounds.

I wasn't sure if I should thank you, but I didn't say anything.