My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Let's find a house.

The person who jumped out of the mansion seems to be named Karsin Sankerai, a nobleman of this country and one with the title of Baron. By the time he got here, Tatsumi had heard a brief explanation from Calcedonia about a person named Karsin.

The cursin, speaking, bows his head to Calcedonia to come with a full grin.

Seeing Karsin bow his head without any hesitation, which must be a clean nobleman, albeit the baron in the lowest rank, Tatsumi once again realized Calcedonia's position in this country.

"Congratulations on this one! But is Calcedonia finally married, even called the Virgin? No, how many of your followers will regret listening to this story? I'm also the one who cried when I heard this story, right?

"Oh, uh, Master Sankey Rai? I have not yet decided to marry..."

Even with a troubled look on his face, Calcedonia sent a slightly more meaningful gaze to Tatsumi behind him.

Even though he is aware of that gaze, Tatsumi dares to watch the Calcedonians exchange in silence. Anyway, it's nobility in front of Calcedonia. It is awkward for Tatsumi, who is only a commoner, to do something inconvenient to undermine Karsin's mood.

"Oh? Was it? But the fact that you, the clergyman, leave the temple and set up your home means that you will be married in a future not far away, right?

"As such, well... I hope so..."

Here. Calcedonia once again sending her gaze to Tatsumi. Moreover, the next gaze contains some delightful ingredients... I felt like Tatsumi.

"What are you talking about? Do it! Not a single man would want to welcome you to his wife! By the way..."

Karsin looked around for a moment.

"If you can be Master Calcedonia's husband today, aren't you with me?

"No, over there..."

Now it was time for Calcedonia to look back towards Tatsumi. At this time, Karsin seems to have finally realized the presence of Tatsumi.

"Hmm? That man..."

"Yes, there you are..."

"Oh, I see! You're a newly hired servant!

"Ha... ha!? Oh, that's not a servant..."

Calcedonia's beautiful eyebrows soar towards the center. Without realizing how she looked like that, Karsin went on to flatter herself by blocking her words.

"But just one man's servant won't be able to get around everything in the house. If you don't mind, I can arrange for a servant like a samurai.

"No! Fine!!"

Calcedonia, who speaks rough and refuses to offer Carsin. To her apparently offensive atmosphere, Karsin didn't know how she was angry and was just trying to grate.

"And in the meantime, would you like to come and see the mansion I'm going to introduce you to? As you requested, we have some mansions to look after. Come on in... oh, yeah. Let us have a carriage ready now. Wait a minute..."

"No, you can walk! Guide us faster than that!

Calcedonia glanced at Karsin with a slender, sword-watering eye.

"Are you on your left? So, come here…"

Pushed by something like the force Calcedonia releases from her entire body, Carsin walks out in a hurry.

It was Calcedonia that was staring at his back, but when he turned back to Tatsumi, he bowed his head with pepper. At that time, her overhead asshole hair also shakes a little.

"I'm sorry. About your husband with a servant..."

"Oh, yeah, nothing to worry about. Sure, it's mediocre of me to look at you, so you can't be mistaken for that."

Tatsumi looks very normal. Apparently, the aesthetic standards are not so different in this world either, and compared to Calcedonia, which is even called the Virgin, and even the aristocracy meets with politeness, Tatsumi and others would be to the extent of being called "Citizen A."

"Well, more than that, let's go too. To tell you the truth, I'm a little interested in what kind of house it is."

Tatsumi tells her to play a little bit to improve her mood in Calcedonia. Seeing him like that, Calcedonia laughs dull, too.

"Ugh. I'm a little relieved"

"Huh? What?

"The husband I saw in my dreams...... it was already a very dark atmosphere and he seemed all the time depressed. But this is how you laugh now."

That's what Calcedonia told me, and I finally realized that Tatsumi was laughing too.

From yesterday to today, I haven't had a lot of conversations in a long time. Calcedonia and Giuseppe were the only opponents, but still this is the first time I've talked to anybody, at least since Chico, who was an octopus, disappeared.

And he was aware. That now I can only laugh because I was able to reunite with Chico.

It's only been a day since I first met Calcedonia. But I do feel the same thing from her atmosphere and her tricks as Chico, who lived with me for years.

Already in Tatsumi, Calcedonia was Chico, and beyond being Chico, it was already an important family for Tatsumi.

Like when we used to live together, I'm so happy and so much fun to have her by my side.

So Tatsumi told Calcedonia… clearly to his Chico.

"Right. The only reason I can laugh like this is because I knew you'd have Cheeko."

"... your husband..."

Heated, crimson eyes like moist red balls (ruby). Tatsumi blushed again, staring from close quarters with such eyes.

And a short distance away, Karsin tilted his neck and looked at the two staring at each other wonderfully.

First, Tatsumi and the others were guided to a corner where a large mansion, among other things, was gathered about a 15-minute walk from Karsin's mansion.

"This neighborhood is one of the aristocrats, with a more stately mansion such as the Marquis. Of course, if you're in Calcedonia, no one will complain."

As always, Carsin laughs lovingly at Hera.

However, Tatsumi was more focused on looking at the surrounding buildings than Carsin's loving laughter.

Every mansion is large and the garden is also large and well maintained. Moreover, it seemed to assume that the garden would be seen from the outside, and every mansion looked well designed to pruning implants, etc.

No, in Japan, the inside of a garden or other site is something to hide, and in Europe, the garden is something for someone to look at?

He looked at the mansions and gardens lined up around him, thinking of the knowledge he'd heard somewhere, such as.

"Well, here it is"

What Karsin pointed out was such a luxury residential neighborhood - no, it was a rather large and splendid mansion among the aristocratic neighborhoods.

"This mansion originally belonged to a certain marquis, who was fairly feathery until a few years ago, but apparently had a hand in the smuggling of slaves in secret, that marquis. It was exposed to the kingdom, and its Marquis family was destroyed. Below the Lord, the entire family has been beheaded. Since then, this mansion has been vacant."

"Or the whole family beheaded...... Huh!?"

Tatsumi gets a little carried away by Karsin, who says something extraordinary.

However, even Calcedonia was not greatly surprised by Karsin. If so, it would be a reasonable punishment in this world, or in this country.

"--So, for the price of the mansion, Calcedonia is the customer here, so let us study all the best..."

Karsin talks about the price of the mansion, but Tatsumi can't tell if it's expensive or cheap.

Well, there was more to him than that, although I don't think it could be cheap because this is all the mansion.

"Hey, Cheeko... okay?

Forecasting the interruption of the conversation, he snaps his calcedonian sleeve and brings her a little further away from Carsin.

"Hey, this mansion... well... you and I are gonna live together, right? Mr. Giuseppe's not with you, is he?

"Yes, because your grandfather is already in possession of the mansion"

"... then... you're too big for anything, this mansion..."

Tatsumi looks up at the mansion in front of him again. Even if you look at it, the number of rooms is likely to be over ten. It is unthinkable in the sense of Japanese common people, such as living together in such a mansion.

With this large mansion, it will also be difficult to maintain the condition. After cleaning, that's going to be the end of the day.

"Or are you going to hire a servant or something, like that Carsin guy just said?

"Yes, no... even me if possible... I wish you and your husband were alone, I can't believe..."

While covering her bright red dyed cheeks with both hands, Calcedonia told Tatsumi slightly to her upper eyes.

"Well, then a smaller house would suffice, wouldn't it? Besides, the place where the nobles live is hard or what... honestly, restless"

"I get it!! I will tell Master Sankerai what your husband intends!!"

Calcedonia, smiling, speaks with Karsin again.

Apparently, Carsin recommends a large mansion to Calcedonia, but Calcedonia does not intend to shake her neck vertically according to Tatsumi's intentions.

Eventually, the uprooted cursin walks out with a bump. Then Tatsumi walked shoulder to shoulder with Calcedonia.

Karsin then guided several houses, none of which were the kind of houses Tatsumi and Calcedonia wanted.

All Carsin enthusiastically recommends to Calcedonia is what he calls a mansion rather than a house, and all the places he's building are in the aristocratic city.

Carsedonia didn't like all of them from a Carsinian perspective, so Carsin seemed to be in some trouble.

"Yes, what kind of mansion does Master Calcedonia want...?

Still, Tatsumi admires Karsin, who keeps only loving laughter floating, in a different way.

"My husband says a smaller, more common house would be nice"

"It's great for ordinary people!? But if someone as famous as Lord Calcedonia and Lord Morgarnike were to live there, what would you need a big mansion for? In the future, there will be nightclubs in your home, and so on, in the house of the common people…"

"Um, Master Sankey Rai? How did you get Morger's name out there? I don't live with Morger, though?

In this word of Calcedonia, Karsin accidentally gave a pompous, dumb look.

"Yes, no, ah, that? So, but if Master Calcedonia is the one to be married to, in the rumored" Freedom Knight "...?

"No, you don't. I'm the one who lives with you, not Morger."

And Calcedonia drew near unto Tatsumi, and held his arms in his breasts.

"─ ─ ─ This is Tatsumi Yamagata. This is my husband."

And, Calcedonia looks up at Tatsumi's face happily.

And when it came to Karsin, he stared at the two of them with his mouth open.

Carsin just thought that Calcedonia's wedding partner was, as the public rumor has it, "The Freedom Knight" Morganik Tychols.

The Virgin and the Freedom Knight were rumored to have always been in love with each other in the world. Carsin had heard the rumors too, and this time he found out that Calcedonia was looking for a home, and he just thought that the two rumors would finally marry him.

But I didn't know that that Calcedonian opponent was a very ordinary man who just thought he was a servant, if not seen or heard rumors before.

Indeed, dark hair and eyes are rare in this country. I've never even seen the clothes I wear.

But back length is never high for a man. Even now, alongside Calcedonia, it is higher than her but not so different. And his appearance is very mediocre, and he can't compare it to The Freedom Knight.

Speaking of the Knight of Liberty, the strength of the priestly warrior of the Temple of Savaivo is said to be the best. Excellent in the arms of swords and spears, he also uses all sorts of magic, and is said to be gentle with the weak and strong and extremely harsh on himself, a figure who, because of his neat appearance and slender body, brings together the popularity of young women from all over the country.

Karsin has also seen "The Virgin" and "The Free Knight" lined up in the temple, and I remember not wandering off wondering what two picturesque people would be.

But the rumors seemed to be nothing but rumors. Right now, in front of him, Calcedonia stares really happily at the look of falling in love with a man she called herself her husband. The figure is the maiden herself in love from anywhere, very unlikely in acting etc.

It won't be long before this thing spreads as a new rumor. If you have any information on who will be Calcedonia's husband, you may find it useful later.

As Karsin affectionately put his laughter on his face again, he approached the person who would be the husband of the Virgin as he rubbed his hands together.