Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"I'm sorry. I have to apologize to you again."

Yesterday evening, a messenger from Wolf came to the tower. For the sake of haste, he wanted me to call him tomorrow, when it was convenient, so I chose the morning tea time.

Box of cakes I put a one-handed Wolf upstairs, and it's a sudden apology.

"Is something wrong?

"I followed him when I went out last time, and he was the escort my brother put on me."

"Was it? I'm glad you're not dangerous."

Darya grates her chest.

At that time, I was worried if Wolf was being targeted, but I'm glad he was an escort.

"Well, there was another one... my brother was looking into your history. I'm really sorry that you're worried about me, and I saw some of it."

Wolff bows his head, unable to tell the average citizen, Darya, that he has had the boulders look into the intelligence department.

"Maybe that's all?

"I knew you didn't like it. I can't believe I can find out about myself."

"It's not pleasant, but Wolfe is from the Count family, so if you were with me as a commoner, you'd still be worried. Because I think there are only things that can be looked into."

Darya doesn't have a criminal record, or the honor of becoming a college privileged student.

Tower and neighborhood as a child, back and forth from school to tower as a student, tower or work destination even as a magic guide. And then enough to go to dinner and shops with my father and friends.

I'd rather be walking out the last month, and with Wolfe in front of me.

If there is anything notable, is it about developing a waterproof cloth as a magic conductor? And then there may be the case of divestiture, but this one has no choice.

but that's it, and it snags.

Since when was Wolf followed by an escort?

If it was from when I was out that day, they might have seen me grabbing his sleeve and moving around. And what about when you had a hug and flew to the roof?

If they had seen it all, they'd be embarrassed enough to want to roll around. My face got hot all at once.

"Darya?"

"Just a reminder, I'm just embarrassed. You know, around the time you grabbed Wolfe's sleeve, I was, like, a kid."

"Is that it? I wonder how far my actions have been reported to my brother..."

Now it seems Wolfe has looked back at us. When I thought I saw a rare red cheek, I covered my eyes with one hand and was nagging.

"Uh, thanks for the cake. Shall we make it a cup of tea?

"... please..."

Until Darya went to the kitchen, Wolfe kept nagging.

"Wolf, go ahead before it cools down. The cheesecake I got looks delicious."

Brewing black tea and placing a plate of baked cheesecake in front of me made me feel a little better.

"I apologize to you every time."

"That's not true. Never mind."

Wolf, who has not yet surfaced, rarely adds three sugars to his tea.

"... at my house, near this tower in the West End, I was supposed to leave a carriage stable for the ride. My brother said it was one of his investments."

"I appreciate it. There's no carriage around here, so some people moved out."

"I knew it would be inconvenient without a feed carriage?

"Yep. There's a small number of passenger carriages near here, and it helps when you have a sudden errand or an illness or injury. I'm sure a lot of people would love that."

Wolfe also uses a feed carriage, but more on foot. He's a fast leg, he can use physical enhancement. The thankfulness of the carriage may not be perfect.

"I'll leave our carriage, too, so can you use it to get to and from the guild or when you go out? I have a lot of expeditions, so my horses are empty. I want you to keep your letter to me there too."

"Doesn't that mean the Scalfalot family carriage?

"Oh. I'll have it replaced by an inconspicuous carriage. You can call me Rossetti Chamber of Commerce."

"No, because any person at the Chamber of Commerce is planning to buy a carriage"

"Then make it a connection until then. I'm the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, and you should avoid traveling alone."

Because of my mind, my voice sounds shallower than usual.

Stop breaking the cheesecake with the fork and watch Wolf still. It was he who distracted the combined gaze first.

"Wolf, is something wrong?

"A little..."

"If you don't want to talk about it, fine, but if you want to spit it out, say it"

I can only ask myself at best, but I still hope Wolfe feels lighter. That's what I said, but his gaze remains down.

"This time it was my brother's hired escort, but when I thought about the possibility of a grudge against me going to you, I got a little scared..."

"I'm not being targeted."

"I don't know. I can't predict where they'll resent me. I realized I couldn't even read my actions."

"I knew something had happened."

"The other knights targeted me in this exercise. My fiancée told me to invite you to a tea party, so she wanted me to get hurt."

"Were the knights okay, Wolf?

There are no injuries anywhere now, but could it have been, healing magic?

"Thanks to the Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) bracelet, there was no scratch. Even the squad got me covered. They were pretty careful, and I guess they'll be retraining."

"But the other knights, aren't they terrible?"

"It was the son of a noble nobleman who ordered it, so I guess you couldn't say no. My brother worried, and he came all the way to the rehearsal area, and there's no next time. I think you're paying attention."

Wolfe's brother that the next Marquis is set. He said he could talk about it lately, and I'm sure he'll take care of it.

Still, isn't the exercise opponent too bad? I don't think it's what the Knight of the Royal Castle does.

In the first place, isn't Wolf anything wrong? I want to tell you to protest your own fiancée before you resent him.

As I was desperately suppressing my stomach and drinking tea, I noticed that my golden eyes were badly shaded.

I called him once to stop, and he finally speaks to himself.

"Think a lot, for Dahlia's safety, maybe you should distance yourself from me, other than work"

"I don't like it."

Not long after I thought about it, a strong refusal was spilling out of my mouth.

"Sorry, in the middle of a conversation..."

"No, thank you, Darya. I'll do the same next time. I didn't want to, and I was gonna say I couldn't."

Wolfe is quietly laughing with the darkness just now gone eyes. That's all, I'm badly relieved.

"I'm sorry, but I want you to be careful. And I want you to do what I can. That said, there's only so much I can do, and the carriage owes it to my brother."

"No, it's enough. I'll borrow your carriage, for your sake."

"That's right. I might be too attentive to my heart, but if something goes wrong, I want you to say it"

"Okay."

"... I wish I was a normal common man and could have been near you"

The twinkle, talking to himself, sounded terribly small and low.

I meant to know, but when I hear it like this, it hurts.

Wolfe is noble. Being friends with Dahlia the common man is not normal in itself.

It's more like a miracle to be together like this right now.

Earlier, when Wolfe nearly told me he was going to take a distance, I was surprised at myself for saying I didn't like it.

And I noticed.

Whether you're a friend, a convenient magician, or a business associate of the Chamber of Commerce.

I just want to be nearest to him, to talk, to put off my laughable days at all - sometime, I had myself that wish.

A desire for exclusivity to a friend, an adhesion to comfort, or a fear of becoming lonely?

I can't tell Wolfe this obsessive wish, I'm not going to be able to let go for a while.

What will I be able to do in order not to be his burden and not to have to be protected?

As a Magic Instructor, do you want to make a large number of valid Magic Instruments, or do you want to aspire to Baron status, or do you want to make the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce bigger?

All would be insignificant in front of the name of Scalfalot.

Still, it's better than not doing anything. I just have to stack up what I can do.

If it's going to happen, next to Wolfe, I want it strong enough to stand equal.

At the very least, I want to be strong enough that I won't let you worry about yourself, even when the day comes when I'm out of connection with him.

It is his own, whispering bully, which he calls his friend.

"... tea, you're cold. I'm gonna re-brew it."

It's just a little tough to see Wolf's face from the front right now.

Darya made a smile and stood up.