As soon as we shared the information with the administrator Fraxinus, we decided to turn back to our assigned accommodation.

The unique architecture of Athlopolis, where this building and the trees blend together, is attacked by the illusion as if they were spending time in the woods, while being as lenient as if they had taken a proper rest under the roof.

I feel completely used to it by now, but the adventurers who have just arrived complain that 'it feels kind of strange' is an architectural style.

I walked down the hallway facing outdoors like a terrace, trying to get into something like a hallway in the upstairs section - and Garnett, who was a little ahead of me, has urged me to stop.

I only wondered for a moment if something had happened.

Just a light peek inside the hall made me understand why Garnett stopped.

At the window opposite the entrance and exit, you can see Alexia and Leila lined up behind each other.

"... In short, he said he was worried about not being able to pack his distance from Mr. Travis"

"Yeah, yeah... to put it succinctly it will..."

Apparently, Leila is taking Alexia to talk to her.

Perhaps, but Leila couldn't talk to him in a direct way out of shame and seemed to confess her mood by turning away.

I also turned my hand so that I could stay out of the way of every single thing and be alone today, but as Leila herself, couldn't I achieve one desirable achievement today?

If we're here - or if I mess around, it could be that Leila braved herself to reveal her anxiety, but she would talk again.

"Yeah, well, I'm going straight in, right?

Alexia threw head-on at what I had thinly thought, too, while maintaining an unusual attitude of ah (...) keh (...) keh (...).

"In the meantime, why don't you stop calling me Master Travis?

"... Huh! After all, is it..."

"Yes, yes. I can't believe it. It's something I can't reach. I dare to keep my distance and watch from afar."

On the side of Leila, visible from this place, there was an obvious seep of awkwardness pointing to the drawing.

Leila herself didn't really think that was okay, she was objectively pointed out that she had done it unconsciously, and she couldn't seem to even say it back.

"If you don't want to be the object of a delightful admiration just to watch, and you want to get caught tight, you have to distance yourself from it, don't you? Then you're just going to fall back on the chase."

"... you're right, maybe. Maybe he was just relaxed to be close to you and scared to move on from there..."

Alexia looks back at herself satisfied with Leila as she consolidates her readiness to deepen her relationship with Travis.

I mean, I've been pushing the two of them in various ways so far, but I still don't think Leila, the younger heterosexual, had much stepping in to advise me.

Alexia is one of Leila's best acquaintances.

Leila didn't take the consultation with her appropriately either, I guess she chose it because of the compatibility around it.

"Thank you, Mr. Alexia. I, I have no experience in this sort of thing... and there was no one around to set an example, so I really wanted to explore it by hand..."

"Ugh, that's a pretty painful place to get poked. Me and Noir aren't single. Erica still feels more like a job than in love."

"... ah! That, no! It meant I wasn't in my family or relatives!

Leila is panicking with a very serious reaction to Alexia's deliberate act.

"I know. I know. When it comes to people who are likely to be helpful, do you also have children, Florence Branch Manager, or... hey, that's more of an alley. Luke, if you bring me your fiancée, I might be able to hear a lot of vivid stories."

"I see... you're Miss Alma from the Argentian family... I've been involved a little bit too, but it seemed like a tough big romance... can you help me out...?

"You probably are, too. If you look at those eyes, you'll wonder what kind of child I am."

Me and Garnett got together and lost their words and got hardened.

I have no idea what that means.

How come there's been a critical flow arrow flying at us all the time?

Sure, I never brought a (...) l (...) ma (...) to Greenhollow, but there's a good reason for that.

"Um, I'd love to see you again, Alma. When I went to Wang Du, it was as far away as I saw, and I didn't really get to talk to you. Next time, Luke, why don't you ask me to bring you in?"

"Nice, I'd like to hear from Miss Alma as well"

Somehow Alexia and Leila are showing excitement in a different direction.

It didn't look like you two noticed our presence, but you don't have the courage to break into this air.

I exchanged my gaze with Garnett, never uttered a word to each other, and it was there and in front of the hall that I pulled up.