Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Afternoon with the parade refrained the next day.

I was at my parents' house packing the items that were won at the auction.

When placing items in online auctions, they are generally adjusted so that the auction ends at the same time. That would make it easier to ship them together.

Pack up what was won yesterday and take it to the courier today.

When I finished packing, checked the address again, and then tried to leave the house, my mother stopped me from staying home at dawn of the night shift.

"Ah, Jiro. You haven't been around lately, but you know the day after tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow? There's a parade, what?

"That's stupid. You'll have your grandfather's thirty-three taboos."

Oh, seriously? It overlapped with my yearning.

Well, I guess it's thirty-three taboos. Does it have to be?

Relatives and everyone else will come, and I guess it's tough.

"I have a little business..."

"The law will only be in the morning, so get out."

"Seriously."

Yeah, seriously, what's thirty-three repetitions?

I guess that's enough! You don't have to! I'm a Buddhist!

"What can I do for you? Play anyway."

It's half the road, but it's never a game.

But you can't even explain it.

"But you're not coming home, are you?"

"So I guess it means you should leave."

"Never..."

The parade is after noon and starts at about 2pm.

I don't think I'm worried about the weather at the moment.

Hmmm...... I don't have a choice...... Not for a mother...... Some hands say boycott, but worst of all, you'll feel better if you even keep your face on.

"I get it. I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

I was concerned. Dida's jamming doesn't seem to end up, and even without me, there's Mr. Rebecca and Mr. Hetty. Rather, there are so many rumors that you can stretch out better without me...

Let's leave the preparations for the day to everyone. At any rate, I don't participate in the parade itself, and it doesn't mean I can do all the Japanese errands.

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"... what do you say?

"This is... isn't it wonderful"

"Dehehe"

"I would! My husband gave me a lot of interesting design paintings. It's been a while since I've had a good job."

"No, it's a boulder to be recreated from that illustration."

"Dehehe. It's embarrassing to see too much"

I was checking the equipment made by Dalgoth's great-parents.

Knights matching gear.

The parts alone were shown on the way, but the disclosures were the first since they were completed.

It's a final confirmation with a proper full body.

It is Marina who is shy of looking at Dehedehe earlier.

While I ordered the equipment from a large parent, I printed and handed over the illustration of a cool knight from Japan - or the Internet - as a design sample.

Of course, there are some cool gear in this world, but practicality is still important. More importantly, I have never seen anything designed specifically for women.

then it is inevitable. I just have to do it. I don't know if you should do it.

That's why the most powerful female knight equipment in Erokawa was completed.

"Marina, how are you feeling? Weight or something."

The porn cava is cool, but I have trouble with the practical product. Both design and practicality are a must.

"It's heavier than the previous armor, but it shouldn't be a problem!

Rinny-answered, silly and pimpy, Marina jumps to appeal to lightness.

The previous armor was made of total misrills, so it would be much lighter than this one.

Of course, misrills are also used in this armor, but the big parent said that it is light but light when it is total misrills, but inferior in terms of defense, so it is better to use them separately in the necessary places......

So the part that protects you close to the trunk is almost made of steel, and the gauntlets and greaves have a high percentage of misrills.

When you bring heavy equipment to the ends of your body, fatigue isn't a hammer.

"How about a sword? Check with my husband. I have a decent share of everyone. Yeah, we haven't got that katana yet. I'm going to try to make some more when I can afford it."

"Katana is fine when you can afford it."

I also made a sword with the same design.

The basic design is aligned, but the width and length of the body is subtly changed according to each person's taste. Blading can be double-edged or single-edged, and only Etowa's have two short knives.

Pull the sword out of a brand new sheath made of warcraft leather.

Beautiful steel skin glows in the sun.

Single-edged straight sword, as ordered.

"Isn't that nice...!

The Devil's Sword is pitch-black. Again, this kind of steel glow is good.

The more it weighs. It would be heavier than a demon sword, but this is the weight of a common sword.

Totally light compared to the two-handed sword I use for practice.

I shake it a little Byung-boom, but it seems shorter and easier to handle.

I made it a single blade so I could punch it. All over the city, I was going to be able to deal with it with a beating when it turned out to be some kind of Isakoza... but in places like a beating, it ended up being an iron stick. If you hit it bad, you're going to kill it normally. Well, I guess it's better than slashing and killing.

"Hey. It's a great job. Thank you."

"Waha. I'll enjoy it too. They let me use good iron, too. Yeah, and this guy was done, too. I need you to try it on."

What the great parent took out was an iron mask made of misrills and steel.

Would it be more accurate to say a mask or a helmet covering the entire head?

It was prepared for ion.

Nevertheless, Aeon is a mansion, so this is an adjustment to take home.

I tried it on the marina, but I see this would make it difficult to identify the individual.

If they say anything, you can say something about hiding burn marks on your face. It's a classic excuse, but it should go through enough.

By the way, Mr. Hetty hasn't made a new iron mask because he has his own.

Originally, Mr. Hetty, who played the mercenary regiment that kept his face hidden, told me that he had so many collections.

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"Is your husband really not joining us? I can't believe we're alone..."

"Where did Marina want to go?"

The day before the parade.

Marina, dressed in a freshly made knight outfit, and Deanna, a princess knight who wears only simple partial armor on a pure white dress, say it orally.

They're both so beautiful.

From the moment I saw them, I was convinced of the success of this parade.

Tomorrow morning, instead of the law going in and not being able to confirm, we decided to do a final rehearsal.

Of course, properly equip it and do it while it's in production.

"I have work to do outside. You guys are the stars of the day, so have fun."

I'll be away in the morning, and it's hard to get into the parade.

Besides, I'm not the star or anything. The Knights are the main ones. Only.

Almost all the girls are going to the parade, so I'm going to go into the venue first and play the facilitator.

Etowa, who seems to be my right arm, will also be part of the parade, and I may be so busy.

It was so critical to keep gear in place.

Anyway, it's for everyone. I also asked Mr. Bill for the sculpture money, so sometimes it took me a good time.

The armor for the dragon became quite a bit of decorative armor as well. That's the case in mass, as well as in luxury. Ultimately, he even mobilized the gold origami to decorate it. It's like a chindon shop, but I tried to make it important to stand out first, to drain the liver.

In addition, there was equipment for Mr. Hetty's quick participation, so I can say that it was quite a workload.

As a result, my parents overworked enough to fall, so I behaved like a knife or steel in my collection, plus whiskey and brandy.

The parade will be spearheaded by Mr. Rebecca, the Knight Captain.

Mr. Rebecca rides a dragon, not his usual horse. This alone would attract considerable attention. You can call it this eyeball.

Behind it are Marina and Elepi, Etowa.

All three of them, with matching knight outfits, are wonderful things that combine cuteness and cool.

Behind it, Mr. Shamash, a mage, and Ion in an iron mask.

Mr. Shamash was not a knight, so he was asked to wear a dark blue costume that was mage flash.

Ion is a little inconspicuous with Mr. Shamash's impact.

And a luxuriously dressed Deanna. To protect it, Mr. Hetty and Mr. Sherrow were placed in the back row.

Mr. Sherrow is a man, not even a knight, but an important advisor to our Knights.

I wouldn't be able to gather all this mentz. I'm proud of my Knights.

Further after the parade, we have an Exhibition Match for the Summoning Warcraft opponent called by Mr. Shamash.

The music is ready to celebrate the parade.

I prepared to distribute candy balls when I had children. He pays even more attention to the fragrance and sprinkles the lead dragon with perfume.

I didn't have enough horses for the parade, so I bought a new one.

Still, it's rental for what's missing.

He also had Deanna move the trees on the mansion grounds to make a Dragon home.

The horses were a little freaked out by the dragon at first, but now they're close. The dragon is still born and nostalgic, too. It's a mystery whether it will grow, but in time it may become a tough red dragon or something. Although it is still a pink dragon.

The rehearsal proceeded solemnly.

The place is the usual training ground, the meadow on Mr. Sherrow's side of the house.

Everyone marching ahead of Mr. Rebecca, the dragon knight, charmed me with great decency and beauty.

Rebecca, Marina, Elepi, Etwa, Ion, Shamash, Hetty, Deanna.

They're all beautiful.

Beautiful, cool.

I'm proud of my Knights.

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"Lord which"

During the break, the feeling of being pressed against the back with a trick or something.

Hmm? And looking back, it was Marina.

Keep holding my right hand with both hands, tiptoe on my shoulder and forehead, whining "lord which" again.

"What's up?

Marina hasn't spoken for a while, she just held my hand.

Everyone does horse practice on each one of them.

Deanna, something is looking at us from a distance, but now it's just the two of us.

Something you want to say to me. Unlike the usual signs of cheerfulness, the atmosphere is the only thing that comes to mind.

"Lord which... I want you to listen to me."

Marina talked to the potatoes.

"... Marina... I am happy. It's like a dream."

"Oh well. That's good."

Try to answer brightly.

Marina sometimes says she's as happy as she dreams.

In fact, as a slave, I may be a broken response, but I also feel like I'm too grateful for the status quo.

No, I'm canceling my slave contract now, so I'm not a slave.

"But... I've always wanted to dream. I'm happy, and one day, I'm anxious that this dream will wake up..."

"Marina......"

I can't see the look on Marina's face with her forehead on my shoulder.

"Lord which... Marina... you are a slave, but you let me dress like this, and you let me ride a horse, and you can treat me as a knight, Lord. Ever since I've been here, I've... always wanted to live my life..."

A dream life?

That's true for me, too.

In this other world, they make me live happily ever after like I dreamed.

It's like a joke that I'm the owner of the Knights.

So, suddenly, I feel uneasy.

Marina kept her forehead tucked against my arms and leaned down, just holding my hand tight as if to say that if I let it go, my dream would wake up.

Thank you, Marina.

Mouth, words like that came out.

"Eh, damn it, that's Marina's line!

Ba and face up Marina. The gaze intertwines.

"Well, Marina, too. Just say thank you."

"Lord which..."

In fact, I appreciate Marina. A lot has happened since I started coming to different worlds, but there have been times when Marina has healed and helped me. If life is as wonderful as it is in your dreams, it is also the power of Marina that made it.

They stared at each other a lot, they lit up and dyed their cheeks a little, and Marina, once she held my hand strong, let go of her hand as she thought it through, and let go of herself about three steps with Baba.

And you look a little troubled, and you look directly in the face at me.

Dye your cheeks red and close your eyes as you have decided.

And I screamed.

"Lord which! I've always wanted to say it! At that time, you chose Marina for me! There's nothing you can do. Take care of Marina! Thank you for knighting Marina like that! I really want to dream, I am happy! I've been, I've always been too happy to be dead. It is!

"Marina......"

"Lord which! Marina... Marina has always loved everything!

After she runs out of words, Marina runs away with her face covered with "hiaaaaaaah, I said it again".

I'm stiff.

Glad. I can't keep my chest squealing.

You told me you liked it before, but no matter how many times, I'm still glad.

Marina is a slave I bought.

I knew there was a little backwardness about that.

Even if it would have been more tragic if I hadn't bought it, apart from this.

So when Marina like that is happy, she says she wants to dream, and she likes it, it's also salvation.

No, it's not that hard.

Glad.

Well, you're happy as a man, after all.

Yeah. Glad. Way to go! Uh-oh!

Then I watched the rehearsal of the parade with a slightly still lit face, a glimpse of Marina on my ass that flickered sometimes about me.

I'm sure this parade will succeed.

Mr. Rebecca on the dragon would simply find it cool who saw it.

Marina and Elepi are beautiful. Etowa is adorable too.

Mr. Shamash is suspiciously beautiful, and the iron masked ion is riddled with signs of loneliness.

Mr. Hetty and Mr. Sherrow are filled with auras of the strong who are not the only ones.

And Deanna is so beautiful that she even feels divine.

The equipment made by the great Dwarf parent is also beautiful and yet adorable, bringing the full charm of the female knight to life.

It's actually strong to fight. Strong enough to hold back Lucraela's monsters, and this parade.

Exactly brilliant.

Such a cavalry consists solely of women (although exceptionally Mr. Sherrow is also in it).

Women, Turks, Canaans, Demons, Elves.

Without even a hedge of race, as the same cavalry member, I can be equally incisive.

I'm not thinking about reaching out to Minority for salvation or getting rid of discrimination that big. It's almost like starting a knighthood.

But there's still something about me that makes me dream a little bit.

From now on, there will also be a lot of requests for work as a Knights.

I don't want to let them go, that's not what I think.

I'm not asking you to do a dangerous job as a knight.

But I want you to be recognized and respected.

so that they are not discriminated against on the basis of their vocation or gender or race.

It can be small. You just have to be a wedge.