Monster no Goshujin-sama

5 - Kato Shinvegetable Perspective

The morning dawned from the abrupt visit of Mr. Iino.

I was on my way to the breakfast table with Mr. Rose.

"Are you sleepless?"

As I was biting down my yawn, Mr. Rose called out.

"I didn't seem to sleep well yesterday."

"Yes, just for a little while... don't go to bed thinking about whether there's any overlooks in the terms you present as you head to the Imperial City"

I spent the day yesterday discussing it fully with everyone.

The conditions to be presented to the Cathedral Church are in place.

All you have to do is tell Mr. Iino this and wait for the response from the Cathedral Church side.

"Ah."

Walking down the hall thinking about that, I just met Mr. Iino.

Apparently, we've been here since morning to discuss it.

"... Kato"

The moment I saw my face, Mr. Iino's gait broke subtly.

"Good morning."

"Good Morning"

I decided I didn't realize how clumsy it was, and this one returned a greeting.

"Are you here to ask about the terms of the talks?"

"Yeah, yeah. Hey, haven't you solidified yet? If it was, I'd put it back out."

"I think you'll be fine. We discussed it yesterday."

"Ah. It is."

"When Mr. Iino comes, we're supposed to talk to him from Senior Mashima. With all this time, Senior Mashima has finished her training and is on her way to breakfast, right? We're on our way too, would you like to join us?"

"Right."

The look on Mr. Iino's face when interacting was a little stiff.

It's something I've been feeling for a long time, but thank you. She doesn't seem to like me.

I once stuck a knife to my leg, so naturally.

Even this one didn't have the hobby to dare stand up to such opponents.

"Shall we go then?"

"Ah. Wait a minute."

I just tried to get around, but Mr. Iino called me out there.

Surprisingly, I looked back.

"What is it"

"Oh, you know what? I need to ask you something."

"To me?

Sometimes it was unusual.

To date, there has been little interaction between me and Mr. Iino.

At best, it's like an operational meeting when you try to attack Takaya and Zakuri with a knife in his leg.

What is the matter with me, the wind blowing?

Mr. Iino cut out to me in return for surprise.

"It's about Mashima."

"... of Senior Mashima, is it?

Unexpectedly, I narrowed my eyes.

Vigilance brought his head in his chest.

I went out of my way to speak to me with little involvement and ask questions about Senior Mashima - I thought you were trying to put some exploration into it.

Feeling like yesterday, Mr. Iino seemed to be trying to bridge with us in a third party, although the Cathedral Church was asking him to move.

I was thinking about what the Cathedral Church couldn't do with Macro-Lynn Borderline Uncle, and it didn't feel like Mr. Iino was in on it.

Nevertheless, there is no guarantee that that will never happen.

"... what is it"

In the meantime, it's a good idea to see how they come out here.

Think of it that way and respond with great care.

Then, for some reason, Mr. Iino missed his gaze.

I hit him clearly and unusual, and I followed him and asked him quickly.

"Well, yesterday, there would have been a girl holding him. I wonder what it's like to be related to Mashima."

"... Yes?

I was surprised at the content of the diagonal question I expected.

Without worrying about such a reaction, Iino continued.

"Because it seemed a lot intimate. Look, I don't think so, either, but I was just wondering."

"I thought you were in a bad relationship?

"Oh, yeah!

Mr. Iino moves in.

Things have swallowed me up around here, too.

Apparently, this is not what I was concerned about.

... Apparently not, but what is this?

"That's not true."

In a sighing mixture, I answered.

I was seriously in shape. I guess I was weak.

"Feathers and tails weren't hidden, so I think you're guessing, but Robbie is a family member of Senior Mashima. I'll skip the details, but half of them are human too. Seniors are in a guardian-like position and are often missed. That's all."

"That's all?"

"Yes, it is."

"... well. I hope so."

I turned a frigid eye to Iino as he stroked down his chest.

"Why are you feeling a little relieved?"

"Beh, I'm not relieved."

When I stuck around, Mr. Iino stirred up.

Easy to understand.

"It's true. If it looked that way, it would be... yes. I'm sure you found out he didn't have his hands on the little one."

Tell them to fix it.

But I didn't think that was the point I actually cared about.

……

Behind my chest, I felt something tiny.

It was a naive emotion I wouldn't normally have.

Of course, I won't put it on the table.

And it came to pass, when I was in control of myself, that next to me Mr. Rose leaned his neck in stiffness.

"You're right, it wasn't Robbia who tied you to your husband. Gabella and Silan."

Respond 100 percent in good faith, like you have no idea.

Such a lovely Mr. Rose.

As such, Mr. Iino was solidified.

"... Huh?

From the pompous open mouth, the missing voice between them fades away zero.

In search of confirmation, my gaze turned to this one.

"Huh?"

"It's true."

I snorted, too.

It wasn't something I could hide over this period.

"So is Mr. Rose here."

"Well, when you hear it from someone else's mouth, there's something interesting about it."

Mr. Rose puts his eyes down in disgrace.

He's cute looking like that, but maybe this was a kind of mostly.

"Mr. Rose too..."

Nice to meet you, Mr. Iino.

I thought, I looked back at this one.

It was a speed that didn't even fit into the literal eye.

"Hey, hey, Kato too......!?

"Iino, Iino. I'm just caught in a retrospective motion, and it feels like I can fly. You know, people are generally scared, so don't."

"What do you think!?

"No, I'm not."

"... ah. It is."

When I answered, Mr. Iino obviously looked relieved.

"Oh well. But Mr. Rose... and more."

My gaze fell to the floor.

After a moment, I thought it might make me angry that it was unclean, but that didn't happen.

Maybe I should say it wasn't the other way around.

In a half-hearted manner, Mr. Fluffy and Iino walked out.

"Mr. Iino? Where are you going?"

"Sorry. I just remembered some errands. I'll come again later..."

That's what I'm leaving you, and you're gone.

I didn't even seem to care how this one was doing anymore.

"True vegetables. Don't you have to put that together"

"Leave me alone. I'll be fine."

In response to Mr. Rose's question, I answered the sighing mix.

This will be confirmed by now.

I've always wondered what that might be, but Mr. Iino seemed concerned about Senior Mashima.

Though she wouldn't admit it herself.

Well, it won't be enough to forget why I'm here, or so irresponsible in nature.

I just need to tell her about the terms by tomorrow, and now I can wait for her to settle down.

"I hope the real vegetables say so."

You couldn't keep up with the situation, Mr. Rose looked strange.

"But what happened to Mr. Iino? Was the conversation so shocking to the metastasizer?"

"No. That's not what..."

Mr. Iino was just personally in shock rather than the metastasizers.

So I denied it, and I realized.

"... If you ask me, Mr. Iino seemed different, but the other metastasizers might not think well"

"Really?"

"Yes, when you go to Imperial Capital, you will also meet with the Expedition's transferees. Even if you don't bother to say you're in love, you may have a bad impression just because you have a lot of female companions. Look, there's been something about Fukutsu-kun before."

"Oh. Speaking of which,"

The Expedition's transferees, that is, they all have cheats.

Each person has the power to fear.

According to Iino's story, the leader seems to favor Senior Mashima, but I don't know if he's the only one.

In that situation, it would have been better to keep the seeds of trouble down a bit.

"Trouble should be avoided as much as possible. Perhaps you should adjust the gender ratio of the members you accompany. Why don't we talk to Seniors Mashima later?"

"Vegetables"

That's how he plans for the future, Mr. Rose called out.

"What is it"

If anything, turn your gaze.

Besides the thought, Mr. Rose looked serious.

"What happened with Mr. Iino?"

――

In an abrupt inquiry, I interrupted my thinking.

Seriously, I look at Mr. Rose's face.

"Why do you think so?"

"Earlier, while Iino was asking questions about your husband, he seemed to be frowning for a moment."

... watch closely.

They didn't mean to put it on the surface, but they noticed it.

Mr. Rose looked a little worried.

I laughed a little, guessing that I had apparently distracted myself.

"It's not like something happened with Mr. Iino. This is my own problem."

"Of real vegetables?

"There's something about Iino that I don't know about."

As I say, my cheeks get a little hot.

No one would be ashamed to speak of their lack of clarity.

That's what this was about.

"I talked to Senior Mashima about Mr. Iino before. Seniors said. Mr. Iino said he was someone with something he'd given up."

After I got Mr. Lily back from Takaya, it was just before I broke up with Mr. Iino, who fought with me on the way out.

- If you look at a person who has everything you've given up, after all, you can't possibly think of nothing.

- So I don't like that guy.

- But at the same time, it's because I gave up... I want it to continue, and I think it's somewhere that I want you to pierce that path.

"In a completely different way from the Roses, who are family members, I think that for Senior Mashima, Iino is special. So..."

"The genuine vegetables are becoming aware of her, do you mean?

"... I think it's a childish, naive emotion."

Even if I know I am, there is nothing I can do about it.

If that was important to me, it would have been even more so.

"It's embarrassing."

I slapped my hot cheeks with my hands.

Mr. Rose stared at me like that.

Stand still, as you foresee the presence of me.

"Are you aware of someone special to your husband?"

Mr. Rose nodded one as he was convinced.

Tilt your neck tight.

"Is that because genuine vegetables like your husband"

――

Straight words stuck my breath.

Mr. Rose had a terribly serious look on his face this way.

The expression reminded me of a conversation we had one day on a cliff overlooking Fort Chile.

That time and sincerity remained the same, and Mr. Rose, who grew much more, was there.

"Vegetables hold the same thoughts on your husband as I do. That's what you talked about before. And now I know what my thoughts should be called."

"... Mr. Rose"

"Vegetables are in love with your husband, aren't they?"

Mr. Rose had a certain tone.

From the time I said I didn't know people's minds, it was a lot of progress.

As for myself watching the whole time, I was even kind of emotional.

On one side, I felt like I'd already been outrun.

Is it refreshing to feel that way because the other person is Mr. Rose?

Without wonder and resistance I was nodding.

"Yeah. Mr. Rose is right on his mind. I'm talking about Senior Mashima."

Nevertheless, I am ashamed to say it from my own mouth.

"- Well, that's the thing."

"Unlike me before, genuine vegetables are conscious, aren't they? And you won't tell?"

"Mr. Gabella told you the same thing before."

To be precise, was it then said, 'Why not push it down'?

Totally, it was something that would say a hell of a lot.

But that was also an argument that poked at the essence.

Sometimes that's what Mr. Gabella does.

In fact, Senior Mashima keeps me from feeling a man.

I strive not to see me as a heterosexual person, who does not lose my male phobia.

Favors cannot be conveyed unless they are spoken of.

I knew it.

Still, I couldn't move because I was scared.

"Mr. Rose. I'm not telling you. I can't tell you."

"I can't tell you, can I?

"I had given up everything before. But Mr. Rose told me not to give up. I've only changed a little bit and now I'm trusting you as one of my people without breaking up with Senior Mashima."

I held my breasts.

Mouth the continuation while feeling the warmth that is certainly there.

"I think I'm happy. That's why I'm afraid this happiness will break."

I've given up on everything, but, how dare you, what you get is loving.

But if you make a confession, what you get because of it may break.

"If that's the case, I think it's okay to keep the lid on this feeling."

"... I know how genuine vegetables feel about not wanting to lose what they've got"

Mr. Rose showed understanding.

"I also know what it's like to take care of what you get. I also know very well that genuine vegetables can love little happiness more than anyone else."

In time, I asked.

"But is it a good dish?"

……

Life would have been easy if I had been answered 'still fine' here.

But it didn't.

My chest became terribly painful when I thought I couldn't convey my thoughts the whole time.

It's so sad and hard that I can't help it.

This bitterness was the answer to Mr. Rose's query.

In the first place, otherwise, you wouldn't have been aware of Mr. Iino.

"... right. I can't say it's okay."

A heavy sigh spilled.

"I can't stand not communicating this thought. I don't have the courage to tell you."

Either way, halfway.

That is my truth.

Pathetically, I get a grin of self-derision.

"I'm weak."

"... don't look like that, genuine vegetables"

With his voice, he took my hand.

"Mr. Rose......"

Be enveloped with both hands.

The feeling was gentle.

Look straight at me, Mr. Rose said.

"I don't know what's best for a real vegetable. You can't even tell me what to do. But remember, that's all."

Nobody thinks it belongs to a doll anymore, tell it with a natural smile.

"I'm on the side of the real vegetables. If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do anything. I want to. Because it's good for me to be happy with real vegetables."

I once remembered the words you called me.

- Please live. Be happy.... Wouldn't my story be a happy ending even though genuine vegetables don't make me happy?

- Let me wish my friend happiness. Show me the real vegetables that made me happy. I don't like the happy end of a real vegetable without a real vegetable with me.

Mr. Rose told me that it was necessary for me to be happy.

So I decided not to give up.

And I'll see you now.

"It's okay. Because my favorite vegetables are people who can move forward even if they are scared."

That was a buyout.

I am not strong.

But I felt like Mr. Rose would be a little strong if he believed that.

"... right"

When I realized it, I was snorting.

"Just a little bit, I'm going to try my best"