Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Ouch, Mr. Killier, it hurts"

"Shut the fuck up, get in there!

A castle in central Saratoga that wears a spire to its apex. Behind the corridor upstairs, Nanashi and the others were in front of a door with a laundry room (cleaning room) plate overhead.

Killier opens the door abusively, grabbing Nanashi's collar and throwing him indoors.

The room was surprisingly large, with a large white cloth hanging in large quantities in its large space.

Behind the room, a washing tank with water strained. There are no windows, but a warm breeze is slowly circling the room. Apparently, he's embedded multiple spiritual stones with wind in the walls.

Nanashi stuck to the floor, keeping the momentum thrown in. As soon as I woke up my body trying to tell you one of my complaints, Killier stepped on my back and raised a pitiful voice out of my mouth. And with Nanashi's back on his feet, Kirier raised her voice out loud.

"Hey, Miriam! Lord Mio's orders. Take care of this fucking bug."

"Already! Sister. Speaking like a guy like that again...... what? The child?"

In response to Killier's call, it was the girl who came out of the back turning the sheets. She was probably a girl of the same age with a gentle atmosphere.

"Sister?

A question mark floats over Nanashi's head.

If you ask me, they do look alike. There is a difference between the shortcut and ponytail hairstyle, but I feel like grabbing Killier's eyeballs, which tend to fish eyes, and offering them down gleefully, would give me this tender impression.

The girl has a white headrest on her head. He was wearing clothes designed like a white apron on a black ground. Until now, I guess I've been doing laundry. I wrapped my arms around it and the water was dripping from my fingertips.

Nanashi leaves her back trampled, brings her neck, and looks up at her.

I didn't mean to, but the angle (angle) looking up from the bottom highlights the part of the chest that pushes up the girl's fabric.

That didn't compare to the Schmelvi thing I saw earlier, but it looked pretty big. I don't like it. He is also a healthy old boy. There's no choice but to have your eyes there.

However, as I accidentally ascertained Killier's things stepping on my back (...), looking up was a failure of hatred.

Even this angle (angle) you see from the bottom makes you want to doubt the existence of a phantom hill.

A flat desert without wind comes to mind.

The more I think I shouldn't think about it any more, the more dangerous words fill my head. And, of course, there was no reason why what he was thinking could not be passed on to Killier.

"Ho ho, you. That sounds like something you'd like to say at the fucking bug minute.

A low, bottom-cold voice can be heard from the back.

"What... oh, you know, that.

Nanashi was feeling his cheeks dazzled and sweaty.

"Let me get this straight. Oh, come on.

Rotate your head fully to find answers that will calm you down. No, nothing like that! I can't find the answer. It's a time limit. I can't stand any more. And the words I finally put out in my mouth. That's...

"Mr. Killier... you're like your father (...), aren't you?

Around Killier's temple, Biki! And there was a noise I shouldn't let out of the human body.

"My breasts! You look like your father! Gora!"

"Ghaaaaaaaa"

Continuous stomping with feet shaken up in ghost shape and full weight on.

I was stomped full of force, and Nanashi was about to come out of a hole called a hole, all sorts of things.

Miriam, who somehow looked at such a violent landscape with a smiling eye, asks her sister.

"Sister. So, what is she after all?

To his sister's inquiry, Kirier answered, breathing with her shoulders.

"Oh, Sman. Take care of this worm (bug) and let me do my job or whatever. Stick to him fully."

"The worm (bug) is in the desert...

"That's right.

"Heh... I've never tried that before. You don't look like us. You might not know unless you tell me.

That said, Miriam observes the boy seriously.

"You may not know because I'm peeling my white eyes now, but the color of my eyes is black.

"Hmm. But it would help if you could help me. I was just about to hand out the washed sheets. It's surprisingly heavy."

"I'm going to have a military debate, so I'll go now, but you can use it as you like.

Saying so, Killier turned her heel back and left the room.

Miriam peeks into Nanashi's face once again.

"Hey, you okay?

"Ha, yes...... something. I've managed to live."

"That was your fault. Sister, oh, look, because the contents are maidens."

"Ghost Fighter"?

Nanashi listens back as he checks the shape of his foot on his back.

"Something sounded like a different nuance... Ma, no. I'm Miriam. Miriam-Alsard. I'm a housekeeper (maid) with an executive floor.

"Ah, yes. My name is Nanashi."

"Well, it's quick, but help me fold the sheets. Nana."

"Nana?!

"Nanashi, so Nana-chan. Isn't she cute?"

With that said, Miriam quickly begins to tap the sheets on the room. Nanashi also started to fold the nearby sheets in his hand, looking good when he got up.

After finishing all folds in a matter of minutes, Miriam brought a wooden trolley (cart) and let Nanashi stack all the sheets.

"Well, I'll go to the handout now. Push the trolley and follow me."

Nanashi follows as he is told, pushing the trolley behind Miriam.

Walking down the hallway, he opened the door and threw the sheets into the room, repeating such work, while remaining questioned by Miriam, telling her how it had been.

"It's been tough. If you're here until Gergios catches up with you, he'll be able to help you in about three days.

"Three days?

"Yeah, probably, that's about it. Gergios, you're surprisingly fast, aren't you? I know you're worried about your sister, but I don't think you've done that terrible thing if you know what happened to the sand flood."

"Yes... right! It's okay, isn't it!

Nanashi says as he tells himself.

And when I talked about my sister any more, I felt like I was getting more and more worried, so I decided to ask her what I'd been worried about.

"Is that silver-haired man in this castle, too?

"Master Cerdis? Yeah, there you are. Strong and beautiful, you'll admire it. Since Serdis arrived, I've been admiring the whitening boom between the maids. Well, I can't do that with our skin colors."

"Heh, what kind of person are you?

"What, Nana, do you care?

Miriam looks fun and sees Nanashi with a face that includes laughter.

"Yes, no, I don't mean to. Exotic people are rare."

"No, I know how you feel, but you're too flowery in the high ridge. All of our men are shaking like hell. Master Gustavo doesn't seem to have given up yet...

"No, I didn't mean to."

"Yeah, yeah. Well, that's what I'll do. Oh, but not Master Cerdis. How's our sister? I've been here since work, but I think it's time to have one of my lovers."

Miriam said as she took the last sheet and left it in the room.

"No, I am a desert people, so people of your species (Noble) will never like me even if they don't like me...

"Uh. I guess so. I like you so much."

"Become...

"A joke. It's a joke."

"Please don't tease me."

Moving away from Miriam, who laughs at her tease, Nanashi gently wipes her head to cool the heat on her cheeks.

"Oh, rumors... right"

Following Miriam's gaze, I saw Killier walking this way from across the hallway.

"Speaking of which, where are you staying?

"No, I haven't heard anything in particular..."

Hearing Nanashi's words, Miriam swoops her hand toward Killier.

"Hey, honey. You've come to the right place."

Killier first glances at Nanashi as he comes right up to him.

It's like a conditional reflex anymore.

"What's up? Did the fucking bug do something to you? Tell Sug when you do, I'll kill you. No, you don't have to. Tell me you did."

"I didn't mess with you..."

How much he wants to kill, Nanashi puts on his shoulder.

In total disregard of such interaction between the two, Miriam asked Killier.

"Hey, sister. Where does Nana make you live?

"Hmm? There's no room. This guy is a bug in the first place. You can throw it in the garden."

Kirier answers her sister's query with a strange face.

"Sister! No, you can't. I'm not pathetic."

"I'm okay with that..."

"Nana, shut up!

"Huh."

"That being said, Miriam. If you leave the soldiers in the garrison, they'll snore and kill you in one shot, Koz. So if I were to give you a room, you'd be dissatisfied at the same time, but I was wondering if you would treat the worms (bugs) better than us.

"I get it! Bye, Nana. Come to my room tonight."

The elusive silence wraps the scene.

It took Nanashi plenty of time to understand the meaning of Miriam's words, and in the meantime, Killier was beginning to tremble as a mess.

"Hey, what are you talking about! No! Miriam, he looks harmless to humans and animals, but he's a worm, he's a savage!

He leaves his eyes swimming too hastily, pointing to Nanashi, and Kirier raises his voice. But Miriam doesn't seem to be willing to back off at all.

"It's so much more savage to throw such a big boy outside! Nana, you don't have to hesitate. I'll sleep with you tonight."

"No, I think that's just bad"

Exactly, Nanashi begins to panic, too.

Killier seems to have gotten even more cocky at the rushing feeling of that nanashi.

"What are you turning red! Fucking bugs! No! No! No! No!

The last one repeats no like a waste sister.

Miriam laughed nigga at the look of it.

"Well, let her live in your sister's room."

"To?"

There is a dumb voice coming out of Nanashi's mouth. And the next moment, Killier's fierce voice echoed down the hallway.

"Miriam! You want me to spend time in this room with a man!

Miriam smiled and looked at Nanashi, as opposed to Nanashi, who lay down her neck.

"Nana, your sister seems to see you as a single man after all.

"Become?!

Killier grips the bush and shivers puffy to withstand something.

On the verge of an explosion - words like that say in Nanashi's head.

"... superior. Hey, fucking bug! I'll lend you the corner of my room. Miriam. When you're done with your work, bring him to my room!

"Thanks - sister! I like it!

"Shut up! Take it easy!

Throw it away so, Killier looks grumpy and walks down the hallway with her big crotch.

After dropping off that back, Miriam turned around and smiled at Nanashi, perusing her tongue out.

"Are you a convicted criminal..."

"Mmm, something. When I'm talking to Nana, your sister's crazy. It's been a long time since I've seen your sister like that.

Imagine yourself getting bogged down by an icky Killier, and Nanashi shakes his head.

Nanashi couldn't help but feel the danger to his life for the fact that he would spend tonight in the same room as Killier.