Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

A few days have passed since I woke up.

She is in good health. I was told I had no particular problem with it. I was as fond of it as ever.

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"Are you still going to the kitchen today?

It's still early in the morning.

I was just about to go out as usual, and Fried called me.

"Yeah. I thought it was time to make a new one. The kitchen in the castle is huge and it's fun to have all sorts of ingredients."

The kitchen, where rare things gather from the east and the west, will never get tired of staying for hours.

Royal Palace kitchen after all. It's not like the Duke's kitchen.

By the way, it's still a secret that we're going to develop Japanese food.

I'm going to surprise you fully when I can.

"Then I'll leave too, so I'll come with you."

Fried rose off the couch after taking my word for it.

I'll walk over here quickly with something that looks like paperwork in my hand.

But I frowned at him like that.

"Are you coming to the kitchen? When Fried comes, everyone gets nervous and doesn't get to work..."

I don't mind coming with you.

But if you think of faces that make you nervous and can't even look up, you want to complain.

If you look from them, Fried is present on the clouds. He is an absolute monarch. I can't help but do a lot of things that happen.

Expressing concern that Fried would come, he pounded and my head.

"I'm afraid we're on our way today. Because I have to go now."

"Oh, speaking of which, are you going out today?"

To Fried, who glanced up at the clock, he remembered what he had planned to hear.

He did say something about an inspection of the Knights last night.

"Stay with Glenn. I'll be back by evening."

"Yeah, okay. Go ahead."

While I understand and snort, I also get emotional when I think that this kind of interaction has become normal.

That's all I got used to being here.

That makes me wonder because I suddenly miss the Duke's house.

Mother, I wonder how you are.

Suddenly driven by my grief, I pulled on the hem of Fried's clothes.

"... you know, Fried. I don't think it's time we went home."

"... why"

When I told him that as I remembered my mother's face, Fried gave me a slightly lower voice.

The face is upset.

I laughed at him for being understandably grumpy.

Seeing me laugh makes him more and more grumpy.

"What's wrong?"

"Mm, sorry. Because Fried looked really upset."

With a dull laugh, I reached between my stopped eyebrows and they grabbed that hand all the way.

Attracted and invited into his arms. He did not turn away, and subsided greatly in it.

Actually, I like the smell of him a lot. What a secret.

Fried said as he buried his face in my hair surrounding me.

"I want to go home, don't say anything. 'Cause you're gonna want to lock me up."

The voice was sweeping hot.

"... but Fried wouldn't do that, would he?

In the end he is vulnerable to me.

flat back because he knew it, he sighed again.

They fold their cheeks to calm themselves down.

Sweetly embraced his back with his arms around him.

A blur and a fried groan.

"... it's true I want to be locked up like I shouldn't be anywhere. I just don't want to see Liddy cry any more than that.... Hey, I don't like Liddy not being around.... Will you stay here if I ask you?

"... I don't think that's a good way to put it"

If they say I'm lonely, that's what makes me want to ask you anything.

I just remembered it from the beginning. Not really.

But I thought it would only be a little too easy to snort.

"... So when can I go home? He said until we could make sure it was safe."

"... now the Prime Minister's men are exploring the trends in Sahaja. If it turns out... or"

If I asked for a period of time to try, what an ambiguous answer returned.

Sahaja's trends…….

Wouldn't it take a few months if I sucked?

"Is that gonna be over by the wedding?

It was a pure question, but Fried got an awkward face.

My gaze is pointing in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"... maybe it won't end. But I can't believe you're bothering to ask me, does Liddy want to go home that much? Leave me here alone."

"Fried."

I'm kind of starting to feel like I'm saying something worse to the resentful Fried.

"If you want to tell me why, I'll put you back a few days. But when you have business, come back here afterwards. 'Cause otherwise I'm sure you'll be unbearably picked up."

"Uh..."

Pick me up... that's... that's a very annoying story somehow.

That's what I thought, but I couldn't tear it up any further to Fried, who tells me in a serious voice.

I had no choice but to nod.

"... yeah. Okay."

"It's a promise. Otherwise I'll be useless."

"What's that?"

Somehow he was seriously told and laughed, but his voice was serious.

"I don't want to sleep in bed without Liddy, and I don't want to work hard without Liddy"

"Exaggerated."

"It's true. If I didn't know Liddy, I wouldn't have thought of him alone or anything. Not anymore now. I can't do anything without Liddy. I don't want to."

I reached out, frightened by the clearly outgoing frid.

"I guess I wouldn't have changed that much by myself."

"It's going to change. So yeah."

"... yeah"

They catch an outstretched hand and mouth it in the palm of their hand.

Looking at it blurry, now his mouth dropped on his lips.

"... n"

I think as I take it.

In the end, I'm vulnerable to him again. and.

He laughs like he's relieved. I'm sure I'm pretty fucked by him because I can't believe he's cute.

After that, there was nothing more to it than to snort at his words.

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"Ugh, no. Weak -"

I broke up with Fried, who was with me all the way along, and when I was alone, I was pounding and headed to the kitchen.

It's been a few days since I thought I liked Fried, but I think if I turned around, I'd be weak against him.

It shows a great deal of its own weakness of being vulnerable to those who like it as a result, but I'm not convinced. 'Cause it's still in (provisional) condition. And yet this weakness. It would be strange.

"I wonder if it's time to admit it..."

Zero to selfishness.

(tentative) I realize that I am not trying to admit anything. I'm somewhat aware that maybe it's not something. We also know that it's just ugly and uplifting.

But...

"I know it's a luxury, but I want something definitive..."

If it's not a suspension bridge effect, I wanted proof of that. Somehow, then I'm not convinced. I want to jump into his chest without worries anyway.

As I sighed about what was going on, I saw a pair of people walking in from the front that I was used to seeing.

One is my brother.

The other wears a robe indicating Magic Division affiliation.

It's Will.

You noticed this one over there at the same time, my brother raised one hand.

The two of them come together to me when they stop.

"Liddy."

"Hello, Will. Your brother and I are at work?

"Oh."

It's Will who's been calling me first.

Turning back to Will, who, as usual, only speaks the least, the next time he shifted his gaze to his brother, he looked around for a moment.

Probably looking for Freed. I picked it up quickly.

"If you're looking for Fried, have you already gone out with Glenn?

Sigh at the kind of attitude that you naturally think is what Freed is on my side.

My brother nodded like he remembered oh to my answer.

"Speaking of which, you had an inspection today. So? What are you doing?

"I'm going to the kitchen now. What about your brother?"

"We're going to the Magic Division headquarters now. Will wants to see a pot of magic. I let him bring in broken shards. Hey, Will."