Master’s Smile

I was walking slowly towards the dining room.

If it's true, I'm keeping everyone in my guild waiting, so I'd better walk quickly into the dining room, but that used to be a big deal.

I don't care at all, but everyone in the guild seems to be making their own rules about me having to welcome me here.

Before, when I walked into the dining room and waited for everyone because they always welcomed me, everyone who came looked like the end of the world.

And a terrible storm of apologies to me.

There was no such thing as pride vampires and coulins, they were grounded.

... No, you're overdoing it.

As soon as I got here a little bit early, I was going to go into the cafeteria a a little late because I was going to take an attitude that everyone had a terrible lapse.

Um, to avoid repeating the situation of the nasal cry again.

Whoa, that's what I thought, it came with me in front of the dining room.

Well, maybe some kids aren't here yet, so suddenly when they come in, the kid blames himself again hard.

To avoid what I said, I decided to explore the magic in the dining room.

I'm not a big deal, but I have some confidence in magic.

... Yeah, looks like we're all here.

All right, suppose we go into the dining room?

When you are willing to do so, the door opens on its own.

... I've been wondering about this for a long time, but what is it made of?

I step into the dining room in doubt.

The dining room boasts a considerable size as ten people eat here.

There are many high-looking lighting fixtures hanging from the ceiling, and there are high-looking figurines on the edges of the room that don't even know what they're worth.

Well, you don't know that because I'm not interested in art.

That's what Van Peel, who seems familiar with such things, will see the value.

An elongated table is set up in the middle of the dining room, with five seemingly tall chairs on one side.

There, each guild member sat down.

And there's a chair in the upper seat that looks more luxurious and soft than any other chair.

I walked there. [M]

No, I'm fine like everyone else, and I said I don't have to sit in the top seat, but everyone's not convinced...

When I sit there, the Alliance members who were gathering on my behalf stand up in unison.

"Thank you to the great master today"

When Anato, the summariser of each distinct member, says so, we all put our hands on each place.

That was where everyone had their guild crest.

The crest glows blindly and demonically.

Laradi has a right cheek. Solgloss is on his right shoulder. Litter is butt. Van Peel is abdominal. Chevalt on his left shoulder. Reese is the tongue. Coolin is right thigh. Crankheight is the left thigh. Anato is the chest.

That demonic glow fits our little 'special' guild with wonder and creepy.

It's just that the litter is making me look like a comedy.

But they're all serious faces.

Let's be honest, I'm a little scared.

They do this every day, but they're not doing anything to thank me or anything.

But when you say that, you're all going to be shocked, so I'm just going to smile and take it.

"Yes."

When I tell them to sit down, they all sit down. [M]

And finally get back to the usual atmosphere.

Until just now, it's going to be kind of a very anxious air.

Vampire, Chevalt, Reese, Coolin, Crankheit, and Anato on Laradi, Sorgross, and Ritter.

There are distinct members of this guild with completely different personalities, but we all have the same eyes only when we say "thank you."

cloudier and more intoxicating eyes.

"Phew... Phew..."

When I realized hah, the food was served at some point.

It was Laradi who brought me my dishes.

He brought me an unfamiliar walk, trying his best.

"Eh heh..."

Praise me and I will look up to me with great pleasure. Lovely.

But Laradi still hasn't tried to leave and looks up at me like she wants something.

...... oh.

I understood what you wanted me to do, and I stroked her green soft hair with a poff.

"Njitsu, Njitsu..."

Laradi, who was happily receiving my nadenade, climbed to my knees after a while to his satisfaction.

And a happy look on your lap.

"Here, Laradi. You behave badly during meals (I wonder what you're doing. Get off now)"

"Master, can't you? (Shut up, huh? Shut up fanatics)"

When Anato takes care of herself with a troubled face, Laradi looks up to me.

Big, crisp eyes, moisturizing with tears.

Ugh... I guess Anato is right about this, but if he sees me like this, I really...

"Wow, I did it! (Humph! Did you see that, fanatic)"

"Oh... (...)"

Tell him I'm good, Laradi, and he'll be happy with his hands up.

I'm sorry, Anato. I couldn't resist the sweetness of Laradi......

"Ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!

…………

Watching Laradi rather than Van Peel biting my handkerchief...

Other members also watched Laradi silently.

... Is that it? I wonder what's wrong, this air?

"Master, I want that too"

In the slightly strange air, it was Litter who had spoken to me.

She points to Big Laradi.

Yeah? You want Ritter to sit on your lap, too?

"Mmm."

Ritter snorts cocklessly.

Right. Still want to sweeten the litter, too?

"... it's Lara's time now"

"Doesn't matter"

But Laradi is still a sweetheart, too.

Stick to my body and stare at the litter.

I don't know because our guild members generally don't change their will.

Maybe neither Laradi nor Ritter are going to retreat.

Well, this kind of thing means the early winner.

"... yeah, okay"

Later, when I said I'd do the same for you, Ritter went back to his seat.

Still, it looked like it was reluctant, so I might come back.