Risou no Himo Seikatsu

About an hour later.

"Ooooh, the joy of living. Wow! Song on this golden ocean. Nice!

In the central part of the venue, where the feast was also becoming scarce, the red-faced Prince Francesco sounded its stunning beauty.

A single song, alongside the performance and dance of an instrument, is said to be the sagging of a nobleman, but of course it is rarely the case to perform a good solo at such an ordinary night club.

Even if this is not the case in the Karpua kingdom for a moment, it may be the norm in both kingdoms. Having come to such a possibility, Sanjiro looks with his eyes for Princess Bona and the knights of both kingdoms who are in the same venue.

Then I could see the accompanying knights holding their heads and slaying bitter laughter under their moustaches.

Judging by its appearance, the common sense of the two kingdoms does not seem to differ significantly from that of the Karpua kingdom either.

"I'm sorry. No offense to that one..."

Princess Bona utters words of apology that she doesn't know how many more times it will be, shrinking to the point of being pathetic, whether she feels responsible for not being able to stop Prince Francesco from doing his odd deeds.

"No, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind so much. It doesn't bother anyone."

Making a smile and dealing with it, Sanjiro can't help but feel a little guilty inside.

It would be obvious to see Prince Francesco's red-handed face, who at some point strips off his purple tuxedo and sings in a pleasant manner, but he is now occasionally drunk.

The reason for this is undoubtedly first of all because of the economic drinks of fruit cocktails mixed with the 'distilled liquor' handmade by Yoshijiro.

It is also natural to get drunk if humans in the southern continent who have only drunk fruit or cereal liquor with an alcohol content of less than or equal to 10% drink distilled liquor-based cocktails with the same sensation.

(For once, I said, "This is a pretty strong booze". Well, can you even imagine the strength of the distilled liquor you see for the first time)

"The Hymn of Love Wow! Singing in the Silver Moon Woo Woo Woo!

And it seems like a lot of fun, full of singing. It's bad for Princess Bona, who is purple trembling like she doesn't seem to have a place to put herself, but when she sings so refreshingly, I'm kind of even under the illusion that she did a good thing over here.

In fact, the other attendees, after the first surprise leaves, have a favorable grin and sweep away the singing exotic prince.

In addition, accompaniment is heard so as to match the singing within doing so.

(Hmm?)

In the sight of Yoshijiro, who turned his neck to the one who sounded reflexively, he dressed himself in the ethnic costume of the ancient itchy righteous kingdom of Karpua, showing men and women playing strings and transverse whistles.

(Is that the Court Musicians? Oh, it's supposed to be Aura's hand)

Speaking of which, when Prince Francesco started singing aloud, Yoshijiro remembered that Aura had summoned one of the waiters to do something.

It's just a happening if you sing it out on your own, but if you sing the band of musicians back, that's one afternoon.

Regardless, the fact that the drunken Prince Francesco sang it out on his own, can't be hidden now, but the host of this night club, Aura, accompanied the musicians, would have approved Prince Francesco's song.

I guess the nobles in the venue also conveyed such Aura's intentions. The slightly flowing air of confusion is also completely dispelled, and they all smile and applaud honestly at the singing of the exotic prince.

"His Royal Highness Francesco is truly a fearless man."

"Yes, the... thank you"

Princess Bona still has a distressed look on her face as she is horrified by the appreciation of Yoshijiro, who clearly understands that she is choosing words.

"Zenzilow"

I turn to Prince Francesco's follow-up, to Aura, who says with his eyes,

"Okay."

Sachiro, who answered with his eyes, left this one to me, turned to the exotic princess after dropping off her beloved wife's back leaving the scene in slippery footsteps.

"Your Highness Bona, aren't you thirsty? If you don't mind."

With that said, Yoshijiro sends a signal by hand to a samurai with a silver basin that was waiting nearby.

The samurai quickly takes the silver basin with the silver cup in her hand, and as she approaches this side, she offers the silver basin to the princess of the two kingdoms with a venerable trick.

"Oh, yes, thank you. I'll have it."

Princess Bona, who took the silver cup in her hand as recommended, breathes in its contents, even as she is frightened.

The contents of the silver cup are common sweet fruit liquors in the Karpua kingdom. Exactly, Yoshijiro is not insane enough to recommend a distilled-liquor-based cocktail to the first princess you meet.

Earlier on, I just failed by advancing to my first prince, all the more so.

"Ugh..."

The chestnut-haired princess, who, thanks to her moisture intake or whether trace amounts of alcohol worked again, only took a little tension until she felt sorry for herself earlier, turns her gaze to Prince Francesco, as she now confirms once.

"Ooh, Reino capital, Ooh! The pearl of the desert, its name is Aaaah!

The drunken prince, who gained a comforting ally, the Court Musicians, was entering the second song with pleasure.

As for Princess Bona, who raised her "eyewitness" from the original and former kings, it is a headache, but there is no more room for Princess Bona to intervene than the "venue" arranged by Queen Aura has been created.

Will the salvation at least make it clear that both Queen Aura and the nobles around her are willing to take care of this one and try to put the place away without difficulty? Well, that makes me feel sorry for my helplessness as an "eyewitness".

Either way, even if she cares any more about Prince Francesco in the present situation, Princess Bona, who realizes that spiritual fatigue only adds to nothing, takes Prince Francesco completely out of her sight for the first time this evening.

Princess Bona noticed the presence of a 'magical ring' glowing in the left hand pharmacopoeia of Yoshijiro with a silver cup.

"Your Majesty, that ring...!

Princess Bona, who changed the colour of her eyes, turns a hot gaze on Shinjiro's left hand as she embarks on herself.

"Oh, is this it? Yeah, that's right. This is a ring that was previously 'propelled' by the Shalova royal family."

With that said, Yoshijiro offers the left hand with the ring close to Princess Bona's face, keeping her palm facing down so that it is easy to see when she holds the silver cup back to her right hand.

If you are awake to the ability to see magic, you will see it. Apart from the magic that rises from the hands of Yoshijiro, the ring itself emits magic.

That 'wedding ring' that Yoshijiro brought in from Earth was never brought out of the womb for the reason that making too precise is badly noticeable, but tonight is just the exception.

It is more rude not to follow me on this occasion than Prince Francesco, the person who propelled the ring, is present. Perhaps it was unnecessary care to see that Prince Francesco was on the loose.

Anyway, from Princess Bona's eating, I figured this was a good thread for conversation. Yoshijiro actively waves the ring story.

"Surely this ring was demonized by Prince Francesco, wasn't it?

"Yes, because His Highness Francesco is a magical user of the granting of fingerfolds among the current Shalova royal family. I gave my name to the grantor too, but it leaked out of the selection. Well, I'm pretty confident if I'm going to make a fine piece from scratch, but when I just add it to something that's already made, my magic isn't going to be able to do it."

Having said that and laughing at herself, Princess Bona's magic power to rise from her body is quite small as a royalty, I see.

As a royalty, it's less than or equal to Yoshijiro, who is down there. As a royalty, it would be the lowest line.

The story of a royal appearing in isolation, whose blood power is also lowest class, is apparently true.

(Compared to that, that's just great over there. That feels like 50% more Aura)

Sanjiro turned his gaze only for a moment to the blonde prince singing a third song to make him feel good in the center of the venue.

The magic that the blonde prince brings to bear is immense in showing the piercing of the direct royal family.

Queen Aura also possesses such a magical power as not to be ashamed to be king of a great power, but Prince Francesco's magic stands out so much that he can see superiority at a glance compared to that Aura.

Compared to Yoshijiro and Princess Bona, it seems' more than double ', not a joke.

(Wow. Maybe there's "as good as good luck," that)

Hiding such sentiments in the back of his mind, Yoshijiro regains consciousness from a prince in a short distance to a princess nearby.

"I see, is His Highness Bona good at fine workmanship? Speaking of which, we have heard that the two kingdoms are the best in the South when it comes to jewellery."

"Yes, of course, your arms are still immature, but I'm still more confident in the art of jewelry than in magic."

The face of the princess, who says so and nods small, is engulfed with a color of confidence more than words.

This princess, who is so serious and looks somewhat of a drawn-in quality, is clearly 'confident'. A little, maybe one or other craftsmen already at this young age.

At least, there seems to be no doubt that she has an interest and passion that is incomparable with something called jewelry.

"Previously, when Isabella of the Pope Gilbert family deposited the ring, I saw it once, but it was brought in by His Majesty Zenzilow from His Majesty's homeland, wasn't it?

Though it is the courtesy that hasn't broken, Princess Bona pours her hot gaze on Yoshijiro's left pharmacopoeia, so hot that she unexpectedly feels in danger.

Staring to eat in, I guess this is what you mean by gaze.

He was Yoshijiro with an unexpected heat gaze inside him, but without breaking his smile somehow.

"Yeah, that's right. In my hometown custom, it's a custom for a man who marries to give his wife a pair of rings."

Yes, briefly explain the wedding ring. But Princess Bona, such as a cunt about such a wedding ring, is not interested. She listens briefly and focuses only on the 'ring' itself.

"Really? So such rings are common in His Majesty's homeland of Zenzilow? Like that, cutting the gilded stone into radiant polyhedrons, even the three stones are of such the same size that they cannot be distinguished, something that fits the shape..."

"Yeah, well, it's never cheap stuff, but I guess you can say it's common"

"Now, does His Majesty know how to process the metal on that pedestal? Sure, gold is a metal that is easy to process, but I don't know how to carve such a fine pattern without distortion. If you know His Majesty Zenzilow, I'd like to ask you, Professor."

I guess there is some booze momentum, but the rap that I hit and changed from the quietness until just now manifests Princess Bona's passion for something called "The Jewellery Craft".

"No, I'm sorry, but I have no such knowledge at all"

"Not at all? One shard? Anything trivial is fine."

"That being said... he's really a gatekeeper. It will only be harmful, such as the amateur knowledge you hear."

"That's okay, though. Something, if it helps."

Far from the initial impression, Kojiro cannot hide his surprise at Princess Bona's enthusiasm and plea.

(Wow, that's a lot different than my first impression. Were you wearing a cat? No, rather than this feeling being a different first impression, does it feel like people change only when it comes to the topic of jewellery?

I don't hate Yoshijiro, a hobbyist like this, who changes the color of his eyes for his favorite things.

"... ok. sooner or later if you get the chance."

"Thank you!

In the end, the sticky loser, Yoshijiro, uttered so many words that it was not strange to say yes' they took the word '.

◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆

Sanjiro and Aura, who managed to successfully finish the night club they attended as hosts and washed off sweat, dirt and fragrance oil beautifully and refreshingly in the bathroom, were spending their pre-bedtime in an air-conditioned bedroom.

"Uh, I'm tired. Oh, I wanted to see Shinji's face before I went to bed."

"Hehe, I don't know what else to do. Visiting Carlos' room at this hour annoys the nanny and the samurai in charge. If we go in the room, they won't wake up."

"I know that."

Showing understanding in his wife's words, but spinning the untouched words, Yoshijiro sighs heavily and deposits his back behind the chair.

Currently, Yoshijiro and Aura are lowering their hips in wooden chairs installed in the corner of the bedroom.

The day after the successful installation of the air conditioning, the bedroom was quickly brought in, at Aura's direction, a round small (though only "small" by royal palace standards) table and two wooden chairs. Along with that, two bedroom LED stand lights are moving one side of the bed to the other side of the table.

And then, as well as the time for evening relaxation, I also take most of the breakfast and lunch I take in the rear palace in this bedroom.

This condition will continue until the end of the terrible summer season.

At a time when it is not uncommon even at night for temperatures not to fall below human body temperature, it can also be said that a human being who has become aware of the existence of air conditioning cannot escape its appeal.

Yoshijiro takes a breath of the ice water in the glass cup and returns the empty cup to the table.

"... ugh"

What Yoshijiro used to drink in the hot water was the sparkling liquor he brought in from Japan, but just about nothing left. The last six cans are in the back of the refrigerator, but I'm only deciding to empty that one on some special day in the future.

Aura, who confirmed that her husband had put the cup back on the table, puts her assembled hands on the table and opens her mouth.

"So shall we begin? We can't waste too much time early tomorrow.

Zenzilow, how did you see the princes and princesses of the two kingdoms, Prince Francesco and Princess Bona? Simple impressions, what I cared about, whatever. Talk to me. "

"Copy that. Right. Hmmm......"

To Aura's words, when Yoshijiro gently waves his head vertically, he carefully begins to spin his words in retrospect of the events of the night club.

"Let's start with Prince Francesco's first impression.

Well, needless to say, if there's nothing behind those words and actions, it's "brain weather idiot," right? "

"Sure, dude..."

Aura also has to snort bitterly at the candid Sanjiro character appraisal.

Prince Francesco's words and actions at the night club were certainly irresistible when he was told that he was "not wise enough".

No matter how much disrespect is an acceptable night club, it is roughly not the behavior you take, such as drinking enough to lose your identity and starting singing aloud.

If those words and deeds are vegetarian, there is also an explanation for the fact that Prince Francesco is twenty-four years old and does not yet have the right to inherit the throne.

But Yoshijiro continues his words as he leans his neck.

"I'm just concerned that then Prince Francesco's dislike for what he said and did was too much. If that's a vegetarian, he's not a callous, uninterrupted character, like he's allowed to do some silliness, that prince"

"Um, right. Is that weird?

"Think about it normally, and if that frivolity and silliness is really the essence of that prince, I think he's been white-eyed in the royal palace since he was a kid. Because it betrays the expectations desired by the position of the First Prince.

Does a human being who grew up in such an environment grow up to be such an innocent personality?

Nor does Aura dispute that the environment of childhood greatly affects its human personality formation. Nevertheless, it is also an opinion that is too one-sided to fully agree with.

"I've only heard about rumors, too, but I've heard that Prince Francesco's parents - Prince Giuseppe I and his wife - are both fine figures. Wouldn't it also be possible to grow up somewhat upright if the second parents had a firm love?

Such Aura's objections seemed to be enough to make him snort as a good jiro.

"Yeah, I think that could be enough. Besides, Princess Bona told me that Prince Francesco seems to be a magical user of fingerfolding among the current Shalova royal family.

It is huge that there is more to it than the mind that "this is all you can beat". So I also don't think that's a whole lot of vegetables or weird. It's not too uncomfortable for an act. "

Say so and give your consent easily.

"However, when that happens, the question remains, doesn't it?

Why did you assign such a mere "feeling fool" to the important task of visiting the country for the Shalova royal family for the first time in hundreds of years?

"Hmm. What do you say we don't take this matter as seriously as we think? So he sent a de facto abolitionist prince who does not have the right to inherit the throne under the erasure law and a princess who is only named royalty"

That won't happen, and while I think about it, Aura feels half as comfortable trying her husband's thoughts, making such unconvincing objections.

Yoshijiro's reaction was indicative. Yoshijiro, who shook his head beside him without letting his hair in between,

"It doesn't. 'Cause Prince Francesco's a" magical user of the granting of fingerprints ", right? At least, it's obvious that as a magic prop producer you are competent, so at least there's a solid reason to stop that competent magic prop producer, unless some advantage comes from this candidate."

Yes, draw conclusions that are not very different from Aura's expectations.

"Hmm. Right."

In the meantime, Aura loosened her cheeks a little happily, confirming that there was no discrepancy in the current perception between her husband and herself. It is a pleasure to have no problems communicating with my husband before this troublesome situation.

"In other words, if there is no back in Prince Francesco's personality, there is a back in the candidacy for the upper echelons of the Royal Sharois who sent the prince without that back to our country. Either way, it's dangerous to go ahead with only superficial information."

"Yeah, that's the thing"

Sanjiro agreed with Aura's words to confirm.

In any case, tonight was the first virtual meeting. For just one time, Yoshijiro doesn't think he has outstanding eyesight enough to correctly appreciate a human being who just exchanged words face-to-face.

That was true of Aura, even if there were some differences.

"Okay. Well, as for Prince Francesco, we'll see how it goes first."

Yes, once, Aura, who cut the conversation, then starts mentioning another royalty.

"So what did you think of the other one, Princess Bona?

"Yeah, Princess Bona's first impression is," Serious hard-worker "? I have a pretty good impression of this one. You look like Prince Francesco's go-to, and unfortunately you've got a lot of power on your shoulder."

I didn't say it because it wouldn't make sense to Aura, but to be more precise, Princess Bona's impression is "weak and serious grade committee chairman".

Girl who has good grades so she gets a good teacher and is made chairman of the grade committee because of it, but has no power to put the class together because of weak push, not social quality, but always works hard in tears without being able to throw out pressed responsibilities because she is too serious. It is such an image.

"Mm-hmm. Sure, you seemed nervously concerned about Prince Francesco all the time. But that sounded like a lot of talk to you?

"Yeah, at first it was a series of nervous," Sorry, sorry, sorry for the inconvenience.

As soon as I waved the ring story, it was a great rap. "

You remembered the situation then, and there's a bitter smile on Shinjiro's face.

"It feels like you're leaning the weight of your entire life on that relationship. It was a huge eater, just enough to pull it off."

"The ring? Oh, was that the 'wedding ring'? Then there's no need."

To Aura, who was lightly convinced, Yoshijiro looked lightly at her as if she had been slightly overwhelmed.

"Oh, you can't even do that?

and inquire.

Aura nodded softly,

"Oh, the branch royalty of the Shalova Royal Family is something to stand for in the production of magic props. If you're a man, it's common for you to put a job in your hand with weapons and protective equipment and if you're a woman with ornaments.

If Princess Bona sees that ring, she can change the color of her eyes. "

That's what I say, shrugging my shoulders small.

Embedded side by side with three small pieces of gilded stone on a gold pedestal, Yoshijiro's wedding ring shines breathtaking if the person with the eye to see it.

Well, an expert, Princess Bona, would understand that even if the precision of its fine workmanship and the uniformity of its stones were reversed, it would not be reproducible in this world.

"Yeah, but you didn't feel like that 'cause it's work'. More like this, it felt like I was getting into it enthusiastically. I'm already eager to show you the ring, and I want to talk to you once with a push. At the end of the day, I lost my roots, and one of these days, they made me promise."

That's what I say, head on. To Yoshijiro, Aura wrinkles between her eyebrows for the first time this night and raises a rugged voice.

"Hey, Zenzilow. That's a little frivolous, isn't it? It doesn't seem to be a clear date or condition promise, but be careful what you say or do to give me the word."

To reprimand his rare wife, Yoshijiro shrugs his neck with a slightly more serious look.

"I'm sorry. Anyway, she's the princess of a big country, albeit the end of the line. That's what happened while I was choosing words so there was no disrespect.

What do you want me to do? It's a word I can't even say I promised, so I think I can do it right away. "

"Hmm..."

To ask Yoshijiro, Aura puts her hand on her chin and thinks often.

(The promise itself is not so much a problem. Interpretation is a promise of a booze place, and you wouldn't expect the other side to be honored. There is as much deception as there is.

The problem is that this is the first time my son-in-law has taken such nasty actions)

If that's the accidental thing that happened to you because of your familiarity. Seeing from the strange look on his face now, it seems that Yoshijiro has also retightened his mind. For some time to come, we won't be able to commit the same kind of malfunction.

What scares me is the possibility that this is a matter of "compatibility with Princess Bona".

Compatible opponent. You can say someone who is easy to talk to if you put it another way, or someone who becomes unconditionally less alert.

It may be over-thinking, but it is Aura who feels that the distance between Yoshijiro and Princess Bona was somewhat close for the first time.

(Originally Zenzilow is a careful and conservative quality. To date, Mrs. Octavia, who has spent many times alone, and Miss Fatima, who has aggressively attacked with every occurrence, have not been able to pack enough distance to say the least)

In comparison, Princess Bona mounted it for the first time in fact, even a promise to meet at a later date, albeit a nasty one.

(I hope it's my fault or my jealousy, otherwise it could be a little nasty)

It is Aura who is aware that she will have feelings that are not very good for a woman approaching her husband. I'm not sure I can assure you that my judgment is not mixed with evil inferences coming from jealousy.

In the meantime, I shall avoid talking about going any further into it at the moment.

"Okay. Sure, 'cause you're not much of an evil person. I hope you pay attention in the future.

Well, let's put it this way tonight, and suppose it's time to go to bed "

In response to Aura's words, Zenzilow, who confirmed his time on a cell phone that was on the table, walks up from his chair to Aura, who sits face to face.

"Ah. Is that already the time? Yes."

Husband's hand offered naturally.

"Uhm."

The wife who takes that hand and stands up.

Keep holding hands and hands together and head to bed I thought... Yoshijiro stops that leg like he somehow thought.

"Mm-hmm? What's going on?

To his wife, who questioned this face in surprise, her husband put his head on Polypoli with the hands of those who were available,

"No, it's not a big deal. I was just thinking that if you were in a situation like this, you'd be dressed up if you could carry your wife to bed with a" princess. "

Yes, I spoke of a ragged imagination.

"A princess?

"Oh, yeah. I wonder what to say. In my country, the princess is the one who holds her hands behind her knees and around her back."

"Ho."

After hearing her husband's explanation, the queen opens her mouth to garlic after much thought.

"Hmm, if that's the case, I'll take care of it. Lately, my body is gone, so I don't feel comfortable at the moment, but with a little bit more work out, I think I can give her the princess a slap."

"Huh? Offensive reverse? That's a little hurtful, isn't it? That's Aura, you know what I'm saying!?

Along the way, Yoshijiro notices his wife smiling badly about the Niyanis, saying so and deliberately closing her eyes a little.

A woman hugs a man. Speaking to a man in this world whose strength is considered a virtue because of his male superiority, he is just a light-hearted mouth that could really piss him off no matter how many jokes he makes.

But in the past year and a half, Aura, who knows that her own husband is not the kind of little guy that would make her uncomfortable with this degree of sprinkling, sticks to such a hoax.

That may be called a kind of "sweetness".

Come on, let's go to bed.

The suggestion was that Yoshijiro only put a chop in his cock and lightly Aura's forehead with his free left hand, and his right hand remained firmly in Aura's left hand.

"Ouch. Heh heh, okay."

Aura cheeks on her husband's right shoulder to sweeten as she hugs Yoshijiro's right arm into the valley of her chest.

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That's how the two shadows turned to look like one person and started walking toward one sleeping area.