Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

Will snuck up and affirmed when his brother turned to Will to ask for his consent.

"I don't see much in Wilhelm, and sometimes I can tell a lot about it when it's broken. It's worth looking into."

"Well, that's the thing"

"Kettle...... oh, that"

I thought of the battle a few days ago from Will's description.

Collecting magic equipment is also one of Will's hobbies.

I guess I couldn't be more interested in the rare magic equipment in Sahaja.

Convinced, my brother's gaze went to his left.

Laughing in a bad way as soon as possible.

"That. What happened to that ring? You didn't have that, did you?

"... I got it"

I get embarrassed as soon as they say it with a grin.

Turning his hand around behind his body to hide it, his brother looked even more interesting.

... This is a teasing face.

"Yeah. From whom, by the way... you're just wild to hear that. It's up to Freed, isn't it? What's a gold ring on turquoise...... cum. How appealing is he?"

"Ugh, leave me alone."

Not at all. He is an aiming brother.

Looks like he even checked the design of the ring during that moment.

Awkward and out of sight, it was considered more and more nimble.

Truth is, I don't like my brother's lack of these delicacies.

"Was that the time of your previous inspection? Hmm, good for you. You must have been quite happy that you were wearing it that way. Usually it's troublesome and I almost refuse jewelry. Heh. Ho."

"Oh, that's depressing already! Dumb brother!"

My approaching brother peered into my face in the funny half, and I greeted my thoughtful dovetail with a goo punch.

You didn't expect a counterattack, my brother kneels down with his stomach even.

"Oh man... I'm in now"

"Shut up. That's your brother's fault, isn't it? Don't make fun of me."

"... because. Perhaps."

My brother laughs with his mouth up while holding his stomach down.

It's getting kind of silly that I'm dealing with them seriously.

"If that's all you want to talk about, I'll go."

"Ah, wait, wait. I'm not. I need to talk to you."

I was held back and stopped my leg, which I was trying to leave even though I was annoyed.

"... what. Stop if you're just teasing me. I need you in the kitchen."

"I know... you. Example singer, you know?

To the abrupt words of my brother, I get pompous.

For a moment I didn't know who my brother was talking about.

"... singer?... Oh, the story of someone who was called to the previous nightclub? I'm just listening."

Twist your neck as you remember.

My brother stood up and told me to think around him when he stopped by my side.

"If you know, it's quick to talk. I'm the singer..."

"You're coming to the royal palace next time, right? That's what Fried told me."

I asked a bedtime story the other day.

"... you. Don't block people's stories. You're still in the middle of something."

"I don't have time to listen to your brother's crap. So, what's wrong with him?

If I didn't like being taken any longer and showed a listening attitude, my brother also looked serious.

Lower your voice.

"... the song he sang at the previous nightclub..."

Is that the story?

I didn't have to be told until the end. It came right to me.

It would be a story that Marianne reported to me.

I was quite upset when I first heard from her, but there was nothing to say about it the second time. The answers that were prepared in advance were arranged in a sarcastic manner.

"You said you performed a song I used to sing. Marianne tells me. But that song, it's not my original, and it's unusual or irrelevant. Maybe it's something we don't hear in this country, but he's a singer... someone who's traveled, isn't he? I don't think it's surprising that you knew?

Speaking pale without any surprise, he showed me that his brother was more confused.

"Really? Then how did you know?

"... you knew I was out of town. That's where I was taught by someone I knew. That's all."

"… is it likely enough,? So does the name Evertaille sound familiar to you?

"Stop, right? It's not like I'm interrogating you."

Think, even as you make a complaint.

I know the word itself, although it is an impeccable name.

I answered by summoning my knowledge.

"Evertaille was certainly not the family name used in Talim? It means" fan. "

When he looked at his brother in doubt as to what it was, he put his head to shame.

"... No, you're right. Don't you know? Just in case, you don't know any Tarims, do you?

"You're not stupid. I'm not here. That's a hostile country, too."

It is, in a way, a country worse in nature than Sahaja, which every year plunges into war by calling it southbound.

"Right.... Wai"

"Hmm? Could that singer be Talim? Yeah. That's unusual. That country is full of people who have no idea how elegant it is."

The culture of the nomadic horseback riding peoples who do not settle much in one place is often boneless.

Hair textiles and the like are brilliant things, but there should have been little development in terms of art to please in the aristocratic society.

And yet, I can't believe you're a singer. I wondered how weird he was.

Oh, is that so? Probably because he's a reincarnator.

But my brother shook his head all the time.

"No, you didn't look like the Tarims. It didn't have any specific wounds."

"Really? But wasn't Talim very exclusive? I can't imagine using Tarim's name even though he's not Tarim."

Or the Tarims won't allow it.

The Tarims are a truly exclusive people.

Religious stories also get involved, but they put up a pureblood doctrine called Talimism, which never tolerates the blood of foreigners.

All royal marriages were also chosen by the leading luxuries in their own country.

Because it's such a country. If they invade or something, it's not hard to imagine that all Wilhelm citizens would be enslaved.

I'm just talking about not having to think about it because there's a Fried who wins every year as normal.

"... you know, you think it's weird from you. I knew that singer. It's got a lot going on."

"I'm not sure. So, brother? Is my suspicion clear?

Staring with a reprehensible eye, my brother clogged his words.

"... I wasn't doubting you. I just thought I needed to listen to you."

"As much as the song I sang was worn, I don't know if they suspected it. Years ago."

"Well...... right"

Sigh in reply to my brother who won't boil it off.

"Undisputed coincidence. I don't know any Tarim people. Well, I'm looking forward to seeing the singer. I'm sorry I missed it before."

"... you guys went down first on your own"

"Oh, I had no choice about that!

My face turned red on its own when I thought of slipping into the bath play.

But it's true I want to see the singer.

'Cause he's probably the same ex-Japanese as me. Maybe we'll have a chance to talk.

I don't think I can help but be intrigued by what he looks like.

I cut up a conversation with my brother. I was about to break up, and until then Will, listening to me still without pinching my mouth, suddenly called out.

"Liddy...... I'm going to get lost being alone. I'll send it."

"To?"

I opened my mouth pompously to Will's words.

I don't see why he would say that at this time.

I thought I had some business to attend to myself.

"Send it to the kitchen? No, that's fine. I can go alone, and Will's got a job to do."

"Oh, no... right..."

When I turned it down, it looked like soba and Will were dropped.

Oh, why not? Did I do something wrong?

I didn't think it would be possible to send the captain of the Sorcery Division, who has a job, but this is as if I was wrong.

Said his brother as he pounded Will's shoulder.

"Uh, okay, Liddy. Send it to Will. You're Fried's fiancée. You shouldn't act too alone. Didn't they say that?

"Really?"

I thought maybe there should be Cain nearby, and then I took a small sigh of relief remembering that I hadn't been able to talk to him yet.

Fried, who was completely worried about me falling, spent most of his time with me and never left me alone until today.

Carla is tight when Freed isn't around.

His behavior never stopped until I yelled at him.

The result. Naturally, there can't be time to call Cain.

So it continues to the present day.

I nodded a little thinking about my brother's words preaching the need for escort.

I've come to the usual conclusion that it's so much easier for Will to know his mind than to be forced to put on guards he doesn't know very well.

"Then let me have it sent to you.... but are you sure you're okay with time or something?

"Oh. You don't have to worry"

"Monster, don't you want to see it soon?

"Oh."

"If so."

I know Will's collection habits.

So I figured I'd say no, but Will said as he looked at his brother with the utmost seriousness.

"I'm fine. Because over there, Alec should go first and get ready. There's nothing wrong with that. Right? Alec"

"... I covered for you, and you use me too? Damn, that was awesome. I'll take care of the process."

"Liddy."

"Uh yeah. Thank you very much."

I just had to laugh bitterly if I could just turn my gaze on this one. Will is also quite relentless towards his brother.

I've decided to talk and I don't have time, so my brother and I break up there and start walking to the kitchen quickly.

Will walks next to me, behind the scrub.

I laughed not to tickle and sound while trying not to look at Will, wondering if he probably didn't know the way to the kitchen for some unreliable walk.

So I didn't realize.

I didn't realize until the end that Will was behind me, narrowing his eyes in slices and watching the ring put on his pharmacopoeia.