Level 99 Villainous Daughter

◆5-10 at night. Of course.....

Arrive at the Dorkness Mansion in the King's Capital. Patrick greeted me.

"Welcome back... how was it?"

He looks awkward anyway.... oh, I forgot! I was tricked into measuring my wedding dress. You're looking at my complexion with a backward look on your face.

I could convince myself that I had been deceived, and that dress wasn't that bad. I don't know if it's evil or rather good, but, ehehe, I don't know if it's true or false that I like the dress...

With all of that in mind, I will never forgive Patrick for having prepared a surprise for me.

Looks like you've finished taking measurements.

"I'll never forgive you."

"I'm sorry."

"When I run out of breath, I die complaining about this, and when I look at Patrick, I keep muttering about this."

His expression freezes. It seems that it was unexpected that I would be so angry. Actually, I'm not that angry.

But don't lick Umiera Dorkness. There's a lot of grudges about being forced to wear wedding dresses. I'll drag you to death. Every time the couple quarrels, they steam back and finally say, "You always do!" I'll close with a shout.... I was forced to take myself to the tension.

Me and Patrick at level 99 are breaking the level cap. When it seemed that the two strongest in the world would bump into each other, the weakest class lady opened her mouth.

"Listen, Master Patrick! Yumiella-san was happy to see the dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and it made me happy.”

"...... Isn't that some kind of mistake?"

Patrick said it before I denied it.

He knows very well. This dress shouldn't please me. Not to mention staring in the mirror for a long time, dreaming of him lifting his bouquet, and feeling happy to wear this. Impossible.

Eleanora is just making a convenient interpretation for herself. I will correct it as well.

You didn't want to fight back, did you?

"But after wearing it, you'll be in front of a mirror..."

"Lady Eleanor, that's impossible only for Yumiella." I'm sorry for pressing you into such a difficult role. "

I'm glad I saw Yumiella's sunshine first, so I'm glad I did too.

Patrick apologized to Eleanora and said she didn't care.... hah? I thought you were the wrong person to apologize to?

Unconsciously, you bite your teeth. There was a galley explosion.

“I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd like it that much.”

"I understand you needed to try it on." You didn't have to fool me, did you? "

So if I told you in advance, did Yumiella honestly come to the capital?

No, I didn't want to go, and I was stuck in the Dolce Ness realm. To be honest with you, it was Patrick's idea.

I think of ways to fight back in silence for a while.

"......... don't stagger the argument! Patrick didn't trust me, did he? That's all I need to know."

It was a brilliant return to me.

If you say you trust it, it contradicts what you cheated, and if you say you don't trust it, it is wrongful towards your lover. Fight on arguments in your favor, and push inconvenient choices against the opponent. I am the strongest in argument battles.

Whichever you choose, hell, come on, he'll answer.

"I trust Yumiella."

"If so, why--"

"I absolutely hated it, and I trusted it from the bottom of my heart that I would not come out of the Dolchnes realm even if I wanted to."

"... yes."

"I lost this..."?

The conversation wasn't a defeat, but I lost the fight. I'm the only one who recognizes Battle, and Patrick probably doesn't feel like it at all.

Patrick lied to me... I guess it's close to the truth that he lied to me, and I pushed him into a situation where he couldn't help but lie. But if all humans can be honest about their mistakes, the world is not overflowing with strife. I'm also a tiny human being, which means I'm in a bad mood for the time being.

After returning from the animal hospital, the pussy in question was hiding under the curtain for a while. Same as that.

Baiting his new equipment, he took it out to a nasty place and said in a repulsive tone.

"Let's go make some gear tomorrow." I'm investigating the place where I make custom-made, and if technology allows it, I can do what Yumiella wants. "

"Are you okay!? Wasn't that a lie!?" Is it okay to have all the wires, the pile bunker, and the purge function!? "

"If it's technically possible."

We did it! My time has finally come!

It might be a good idea to modify a variety of gear to accommodate all occasions. It would be nice to make something that is compatible. Harmonizing standards has a variety of advantages. The best part is that you can force something out of standard to connect to it.

I think it would be nice to pack everything and make it ramen with all the design ideas on board.

Which one do you think Patrick would prefer?

"... I think you should do as Yumiella likes"

"That's right, it's my gear." Ah, you've been talking quite a bit. Let's get inside. "

Just after entering the front door, I move in a good mood.

The dog, who was in a bad mood after being struck by the injection, remembered that he was waving his tail with a smile as soon as he showed Jerky, but it was superfluous, so he deepened his thoughts about the new equipment without thinking deeply.

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While explaining the purge function to Eleanora, and listening to the impression that there is no romantic fragment that "it is better not to have it from the beginning than to take it off and throw it away", at night.

Take dinner, take a bath, and lie down in bed when you go to bed.

After graduating from school and taking out the dormitory, I only came to count to the capital. This bedroom... it's my room, but I haven't lost the feeling of staying somewhere else.

Tomorrow I'm going to make some gear packed with my romance. Let's go to bed early in case.

"...... I can't sleep at all"

I can't sleep because my eyes are blind when I think about what kind of mechanism it will be equipped with.

The beam should be standard, after all. Where would you like it? It feels like a single gate in the middle of your chest is very powerful, and it's hard to throw away the emphasis you put on your arms. There is also the option of putting it on somewhere else to allow for a tricky stroll.

Even if I put it on my arm, I'm worried about which part to put it in and which direction... I don't think I can decide on my own. I'll talk to Patrick tomorrow.

"...... I can't wait"

I can't sleep peacefully tonight without doing something about this pesky emotion.

I jump out of bed and head for Patrick's room. I hope you're still awake. If you are asleep, you must force yourself to wake up.

He walked down the dark corridor to the front of the room he was using. Knock modestly first.

Who is it?

All right, I'm up.

When he opened the door without permission, Patrick woke up from the bed and rubbed his eyes in a drowsy state. Ah, did I wake you up with a knock? But no, if you're awake right now, we'll talk soon.

"Yumiella. What happened?" I'd like to go to bed already. "

Are you going to ignore my feelings and sleep alone?

I can't help but run away. I headed straight for Patrick's bed and straddled over the sheets around his lap. Grab your shoulders and push them down to a position where you can't escape.

"Hey!? Yumiella!? What's wrong!?"

The outside of the futon is too cool and a little chilly.

Tomorrow we must come in perfect condition. I've never had a cold, but let's keep it warm just in case.

Dive into the futon and suppress Patrick from the inside.

"I-I-It's..."

Patrick was stiffened by surprise. Ah, if you come without an explanation, you'll get confused.

I explain the seriousness of the matter so that he can get a proper consultation.

”Um, Patrick... I couldn't contain my arousal”

"Ah... oh, I see."

I tried to do something by myself, but it didn't fit at all.

Patrick put his head on the pillow and stared at me stiffly.

In the dark room, in the dark futon, his body temperature and heart sounds are transmitted in a straight line. Will Patrick take seriously the location of the beam system? "Wow, whichever is better"?

I'm serious. I whisper in his ear in silence.

"Please, Patrick."

Patrick then rudely hugged me and flipped over. The ups and downs are switched, and I will look up at him. Your shoulders are held in bed by a strong force, and your faces are close enough to touch each other's noses.

After a moment of silence, he said after swallowing his spit.

Is that really okay?

If I were to ask for permission, would it be me?

Well, no. He seems to be seriously in touch with the beam, so I'll get in there as soon as I can.

"I was wondering where to put the beam." Ah, I want to put one on my arm, but I don't know where it is or where it's headed. "

“How's it going?

"It's hard to explain whether it's here or here... oh, it's like this."

I pounced on Patrick and got out of bed and got up.

And he said, pointing at his body.

"Here, I'm worried about whether to put it on the part between my wrist and elbow, or between my elbow and shoulder. Ah, the image of a beam coming out parallel to your arm. Or, you can go out this way or the other way."

"... amazing, whichever it is"

Patrick responds with a pale face, wrapped in a duvet.

That's terrible. You were serious before. You've always felt scared of your eyes.

Zero curiosity was his reaction, but he sighed and then pointed at my arm. Between the wrist and elbow.

Isn't this easier to handle?

What's the direction?

Think about it normally, it's this way, isn't it?

Patrick said, making an arrow with his finger in the direction of the tip of his hand.

It's called a straight-forward shooting position. Same posture as rocket punch.

"I think the other way around is an ant, right?"

"Reverse? How do you shoot?"

My plan is to attach the device between the wrist and the elbow, and the beam will come out in the direction of the elbow.

Bring your hands to your shoulders and show them by thrusting your elbows upwards.

Like this.

"No, it's hard to handle."

"Oh my God, you don't know romance, Patrick."

"There is no benefit"

What are the practical benefits…? I guess I went too far ahead of romance. I'm really glad I talked to him because I can find a point of view that I don't have.

Benefits... oh, yes!

"Put a wire injection device on this side!" It is difficult to use the wire if it does not come out in the direction of the tip of the hand, right? That's why the beam has to be mounted in the direction of the elbow. "

"You just figured it out."

The two of them came up with an idea that completed a great plan. Your body trembles with excitement. Wonderful, wonderful...!

Phew, the tension is too high, let's calm down.

When I sit down on the bed, he gets up and sits next to me.

Yumiella's beam is like a dragon's bracelet, right?

"Yes, it is."

"It's okay to worry about the mounting position, but such an item...... Ah, do you know if it's tomorrow?"

I forgot. My ideals are not complete as they are.

I'm just an amateur about armor and magic equipment. There must be a good reason for the professional design of the road, and I think it would be easier to quit halfway. Let's just convey a rough request first, and keep it in your mind even if you think it would be cool to change it.

The golden ratio of romance from functional beauty can collapse in my opinion.

"I'm really looking forward to tomorrow."

"... you should be prepared for the consequences of falling short of your expectations."

"My expectations are plump things that exist only in the imagination, so I might be disappointed." I think it will make me feel attached to it if I use it for a long time. Maybe it'll do more than you can imagine. "

I hope it's done......

Oh, I see. Patrick's worried about the production period. Of course, I didn't expect the custom-made equipment to be completed overnight. Precise measurements will be needed to create a body-friendly object, and it's important to tune it in on an experimental basis.

I don't take measurements and try them on, so I want you to make them with great care.

... daytime dresses suck when it comes to measuring and trying on. Well, the wedding dress itself was not that bad, and I didn't feel like it.

I just didn't like being instructed not to move and being mixed up in work that didn't make sense. It would have been the best time if it had been serviced with a caliper and a welder, but the tools used were the winding and the chisel.

I haven't forgiven you yet. And since you left me behind, Patrick... what were you doing alone?