My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Afternoon of the second day of the New Year's Festival.

Tatsumi and Calcedonia had taken them together to the Royal Palace's squad.

Here today, qualifying for the riding spear match is underway. Still at the sight of Tatsumi and Calcedonia, knights armed with brilliant armor and riding spears clashed with intense momentum.

The game of riding spears literally hits each other from the front with the horseman on board, poking the opponent with a riding spear at a high speed and dropping him from the horseman would be a victory.

There used to be something similar on Earth, but naturally there were some differences with that on Earth.

The biggest difference would be the fact that the horseback the knights are crossing is not a horse.

The knights of this country use it as a horseman is a fellow degenerate bird with wings that have grown the camel bird about two times.

That bird, which has an overall rounded silhouette over a camel bird, is called Pearlo in this country.

And.

"... why is the whole coloring a sparrow..."

Tatsumi, who first saw this parlour, was squealing like that.

White and brown, and the colour of pearl feathers with black everywhere, do remind the sparrows, as Tatsumi said.

But he is also a bird of more intense impression than a sparrow.

Pearloo has excellent legs and endurance, but is somewhat inferior to pulling things off.

For this reason, in the Kingdom of Largofili, "bird cars" that are not "carriages" do not exist, and what should be said even "pig cars (shah)" was generally popular.

Towing a pig car is literally a livestock warcraft with the name Oak, much like a pig.

When it comes to orcs, demons are common in Japan, even with pig humans appearing in many fantasy novels and such, but apparently in this world, when it comes to orcs, we refer to this pig warcraft.

Wild species, such as cattle and horses, are not often used as livestock for what exists in the Kingdom of Largofiri, with pearls and oaks instead active in various genres as livestock.

Oak, in particular, is strong and tough to look at, similar to pigs, but because of its warm character and a good nostalgia for people, people in the past in this country have apparently chosen oak as their livestock over wild cattle and horses.

Incidentally, there seems to be a tendency among the upper nobles to prefer carriages to pig cars. Would a carriage in this country be equivalent to a luxury outdoor car in the sense of Tatsumi?

One of the knights falls from a brilliantly decorated parlour with the tall sound of metal and metal bumping into each other.

The fallen knight beats his fist to the ground with regret, and victorious knight who, on the contrary, pokes that knight off the parlour, takes off his helmet and exposes his face while waving at the audience to boast of his victory.

As the victorious knight proudly attempted to exit the venue, he walked past the vicinity of the Tatsumi, who were forming in front of the general audience.

"Is that...? That knight..."

Tatsumi looked familiar to the knight. It's also the first time I've met him in this squad yard.

Apparently, the knights noticed the Tatsumi as well, and the knight smiled, sending a parlour across to the audience.

"Oh, Tatsumi! You were here to see!

"You won, Mr. Gail! Congratulations!

He, Gail Utrilos, was a knight who came to Tatsumi during an accident at this military field. But now that we've reconciled since, they're good friends.

"I was able to make it to the main battle tomorrow in good order. Come back tomorrow if you can."

"Oh, tomorrow... Tomorrow is that..."

Tatsumi clouds her words with a glimpse of neighboring Calcedonia. Gail looks at Tatsumi as she leans her neck strangely.

"Oh, I have a few errands at the temple tomorrow... oh, even for me I wanted to see the finals of the riding spear game..."

"Well, if it's for the temple, I can't help it. But I'll make sure you win tomorrow! We'll have a drink then, won't we?

You guessed something from Tatsumi's attitude, and Gail waved when he laughed furiously after the squad.

Tatsumi, who dropped off Gail's back until he was invisible, turns again to the match venue.

But his attention really turns to the beloved woman sitting next to him.

The air of a refreshing New Year - known in this country as "Ocean Festival" in spring - flutters Calcedonian platinum (platinum) hair.

That alone captures the illusion that light is dancing and dancing around her.

Bright sunlight illuminates Calcedonia's beauty, and I'm sure Tatsumi isn't the only one who feels more dazzled than usual.

Evidence of this is that most of the young men sitting around Tatsumi are in love with Calcedonia because of their riding spear match.

And most notably, the red balls (ruby) like crimson eyes. Because of the bright light of spring, her two gems shine so bright that they can't even beat the real thing.

Being with a woman like that stinks like a proud one. When Tatsumi thought of that in her heart, she accidentally looked at Calcedonia.

Apparently, Tatsumi noticed she was looking at herself.

"What's wrong?

"Yes, no, hey, it's nothing...... ugh!!"

Tatsumi turns red, but rushes to the riding spear match venue.

But in fact, it's like riding a spear game or something. I don't get it. Because the majority of his chest now was occupied about the Giuseppe example trick tomorrow.

Thinking about tomorrow, there's going to be a hole in my stomach. If tomorrow's Giuseppe scheme fails, you won't have to be ashamed of yourself.

I don't even think Tatsumi would fail Calcedonia against him. But maybe... I think about the worst.

But at the same time as that anxiety, there are certainly parts of my chest that swell in anticipation.

With the true opposite sentiment of anxiety and anticipation, Tatsumi exhaled a deep sigh as she thought about tomorrow.

After watching the game of riding spears, Tatsumi and Calcedonia watch and walk as they lean through the city floating at the festival.

Throw in silver coins in admiration of the skill of bards and crooks performing their art on the corner, or buy and indulge in food sold in stalls.

The two enjoy the festival at will when they enjoy fruit liquor and more in a fluffy shop.

And when it was time for the sun to set, Tatsumi and the others finally turned to our house.

In this kingdom of Largofili, where there is no electricity, the sunset would otherwise mean the end of that day.

With exceptions such as pleasure streets, it's normal to fall asleep early in the night when you don't get enough lighting.

But not only during this festival. Bonfires burned all over the city during the festival, and there was constant hustle and bustle at night.

Not exactly like modern Japan, but still quite busy after sunset compared to normal.

Even after I get home, I hear constant hustle and bustle from outside the house.

"... it's been a while since I've been busy at night like this"

That it used to be normal when I was in Japan.

24-hour shops flood the town, and street lights are lit all night.

Even at midnight there were people walking, exactly where I could not help calling them "sleepless towns".

"Right. I remember, too. Once, sir... no, about the town you lived in with your husband... it was really a busy place even at night..."

Calcedonia stands beside Tatsumi, who looks at the city through a window and gently deposits her head on his shoulder.

I don't remember her clearly either.

Engine sounds of automobiles passing through night lanes. Thanks to the electricity, the house was as bright as day, busy shows were broadcast even late at night if the TV was lit, and sometimes the sirens of police cars, ambulances and fire trucks were annoying.

The two illuminated Japan on a night that floated at the festival, looking at a city that would never sleep while squeezing each other's hands and hands.

The next morning. New Year's festival is also the last day.

The festival also ends today, which means the city has been busy since the early morning.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Calcedonia, as usual, Tatsumi leaves the house behind to head to the temple for the morning security job.

"Well, I'll be there"

"Good luck with your work. We'll have lunch ready so we can join you in the usual part of the temple."

In the morning, Tatsumi goes for the temple as she waves to Calcedonia, where she stays at home.

However, Tatsumi took off on his way to the temple, pointing his foot in the opposite direction from the temple.

Keep away from the temple, but there is no doubt at all about Tatsumi's steps.

That's how Tatsumi arrived at his familiar inn tavern. The sign posted next to the entrance is marked [Elf's Lounge Pavilion] in Japanese, as always.

As Tatsumi dived the door with a tense face, she found Elle behind the counter and approached her.

"Ah, Mr. Tatsumi, there you are. I've been waiting for you."

As usual, the mistress of this store greets me with a smile. When she confirmed Tatsumi's appearance, she pulled into the back and immediately returned to the store.

Grab some baggage in that arm.

"This is the costume provided. But the boulders are the only clothing stores that the Supreme Priest of the Temple of Savaivo introduced us to. I can't believe you're making me reproduce the hallucinations I showed so faithfully."

The garments spread by El with that being said belong to a design that cannot be seen first in the Kingdom of Largofiri. But that's familiar to Tatsumi.

Besides, he's never actually slept through it before.

"Mr. Calse's costume is also based on the hallucinations I showed. The needles entering and leaving the Duke of Quarrotto's house are said to have finished up their total strength, right?

"Thank you, Mr. Elle. I really need a lot of help this time."

"That's okay, never mind. Yeah, I'll take the costume to the Temple of Savaivo, but this is all Mr. Tatsumi has in person."

That's what Elle took out, a small box with big palms. This was also made specifically for Elle's familiar artisans.

This little box is also familiar to Tatsumi and Elle, who has lived in Japan.

"After the ceremony, I'll have a seat at this store. Stay tuned."

"Haha. Is this the guy you call a secondary encounter... Ugh, there's some extra pressure..."

With a sinister face, Tatsumi holds the area around her stomach with one hand.

"Hehe... with that said, Mr. Yastaka... no, my late husband said the same thing that morning."

Elle, remembering the old days, smiled a little nostalgic.

Tatsumi, who has bowed his head to such an el many times, turns after [Elf's Lounge Pavilion] to head to the temple again.

Tatsumi exits from the entrance door to the outside of the store. Elle, watching that back of his, was trapped in strange emotions he had never tasted before.

"... Could this be the guy who sends out his son, his mother's mood?

Don't let anyone hear you, Elle squeaks.

Elle, who never had a child between her husband's and her. Naturally, in more than 200 years of her life before, she has never had such emotions.

So Elle.

He expressed his gratitude in his heart to Tatsumi, who gave him a slight hold of the "mother" 's mood that he didn't even want to be.