Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

When I woke up, I was asleep in the school infirmary bed.

Turning his face to the side as he felt the cramping pain in his neck, Mr. Cecily was there.

"... me, how long have you been asleep?

"Actually, it hasn't been much time since Crohiko lost her mind."

Next to the bed, Mr. Cecily was sitting in a round chair.

Maybe he was escorting me.

Mr. Cecily told me how I got here.

You think Hibigami carried me to school after I lost consciousness?

If Mr. Currier tries to carry him on a horse,

"I carry faster"

And he said he took me away.

And Hibigami, who arrived at the school, left me with Mr. Makina.

That's how it was transported to the infirmary and continues to this day.

"Currier seemed a little lost about keeping it with Hibigami, but eventually, it seemed like he stepped on that guy wouldn't just drive you to death"

I looked at the ceiling with complicated feelings.

"I know it's for me as a hibigami... but still, it's true they helped me again"

When this happens, they make me wonder if I can't even reach the range of strength Hibigami seeks.

"By the way, now everyone else...?

"Currier seems to be starting something with a guy named Lokia from now on, and we're having that meeting. However, I'm sure you'll be here one of these days to see how it goes."

Lokia, huh?

When those two do something, is it still a noise relationship?

"The school director is currently discussing future policies with the teachers and the survival of the Knights. And... in the evacuation district, they haven't actually found the body of one of the four killers, so they're deciding whether or not to free the citizens of the evacuation district. The scene had one of the Four Weapon Disasters and one of the Bumpy Arms, and it was falling..."

Beshgham must have definitely died.

A man named Zemekis was defeated by Mr. Currier and heard that Lokia had been captured.

This won't be the same.

Masso should have been dead, too, and most importantly, he hasn't lost his arm.

So the Four Homicides that Hibigami defeated...?

But strange.

How could that hibigami miss his enemies?

No, you're not.

There's no way that that man would let his opponent live without meaning.

Then you must not have deliberately stopped breathing.

…………

I missed it because I was the person with the stretch bill, or something like that.

Or the idea that someone had some kind of thought and hid the body, but...

What the hell is that for?

"Then you haven't solved Wang Du's vigilance yet, have you?

"Yeah, it seems so."

"Speaking of which... Were the Sieges able to evacuate? Do you have any information at Mr. Cecily's?

"Zeke said he went to the evacuation district with Hilgis and my mother, Hannah and Mrs. Lorea. Banton, who came to school a while ago, told me that. My grandfather was also escorted by the Knights to the evacuation district."

"Really? Good, we're all safe."

Mrs. Lorroa's name is her first ear, but maybe she's the Zeke thinker of the example.

"It's just that Sieg and Hilgis ran into the Four Homicides along the way."

"Huh!?

"Sieg was broken in the arm, and Hilgis also broke a few fingers… there was nothing else in his life."

"Really?"

…………

The opponent is that Four Felonies.

Should I consider myself a survivor?

And what broke in between the two of us and the Four Violent Disasters - probably, Hibigami.

He didn't say a word about Sieg and Mr. Hilgis.

It is possible that I didn't even realize that I had helped in the first place.

…………

"Hmm? What's up, Crohiko?

I was wondering if this was something to ask.

"Mr. Cecily, the clothes -"

"Oh, is this it?

Ms Cecily picked the apron dress fabric with her fingers and let her lift it.

That's right.

Now Mr. Cecily was wearing made-up clothes.

"My clothes were torn and dirty in the battle against the Four Homicides, so the school director lent me the maid's clothes."

Mr. Cecily twists his hips and shows me the front and back.

"Heh, does it look good on you?

"... by the way, is it something I could say to the noble lady 'made-up clothes look good' or something?

"Hmm? I mean, that's what you can interpret when you think it suits you, right?

"Yeah, I think you look great. It's just a shame it's a little too big."

Mr. Cecily is probably too luxurious, rather than what the owner (Mia) is like.

This guy is a little sloppy on his own.

And, for some reason, Mr. Cecily put his hands around his chest, and puh, and swelled his cheeks.

"Mmm, breast size is limited by personal effort...... yah, crohiko mess"

I had a grudge. I was stared at.

"Uh, no."

I just said it pointing to the whole piece of clothing, and no one pointed to the size of my chest...

Tsum, and Mr. Cecily deflect his face.

"I'm sorry, nothing. Mother also said that shapes are more important than size."

Cecily, with a slight redness in her cheek, sends a flush.

"There's no one here but us right now... and everything is just a little shaped, do you confirm? Is that okay? I'm confident in form... and if it's Krohiko, you don't mind if I see it?

Kuck, and Cecily caught her finger on the collar neck of the maid's clothes and approached her with a face like she was meant to be.

Are you upset?

"Um... Mr. Cecily? I'm not talking about the breasts, I'm talking about the size of the clothes."

"... to?

Round your eyes, Mr. Cecily.

"Mr. Cecily is skinny, so that's a little awkward, isn't it? I said that in a way."

When Cecily floated her teeth, she blushed like a smell.

"That sort of thing, well, say it first! are you ashamed..."

"... no, don't you feel like you've gone to calm yourself?

"Don't mess with me, too!

Puffy, and he was poked in the cheek at the tip of his index finger.

Phew, breathing, Mr. Cecily sat back in the chair in a shattered manner.

"But I thought you'd react a little more to this look..."

"No, I don't care what it looks like. I don't care."

Tell me, I tried to wake up, that's when.

"-!? Ugh, guh...!?

As soon as I tried to invest in my body, severe pain rushed through my body.

Mr. Cecily gets up in surprise.

"Crohiko!?

Again, I fall into bed.

"So, are you okay!?

Mr. Cecily peeks in worried.

"Maybe that's the effect of using a curse. I don't think I've lost my load yet... I honestly didn't think I'd get this far."

If you don't invest in your body, there doesn't seem to be any particular problem.

I don't feel any pain now that I'm asleep.

Besides, I fell in surprised by the pain because I didn't expect it earlier, but if I knew in advance that the pain was coming, I'd be able to stand it a little bit.

Of course, it would be difficult to move intensely......

Well, you seem like you should stay still and rest for a while.

And I notice that Mr. Cecily is thinking of something.

"Mr. Cecily?

What's the matter with you?

Oh, and Cecily looks up.

"No... when Hibigami said he was going to carry you out, 'Should I stop because the horse rocks? I can carry it without shaking it if I am. I think I'm better off here, huh?' I was saying. That was probably spotting your condition... that's just it, or something"

I see.

Did Hibigami carry me in such a way that the pain wouldn't run because of shaking after identifying my condition?

I feel like I owe Hibigami all this time, even though it's because I'm expected to be the one to fight.

…………

I really need to hang in there.

"Um, Mr. Cecily"

"Yes?"

"Body, can you help me wake you up?

"Huh? Are you okay?

"When I put my strength into it, the pain runs, maybe, if you could help me. While sleeping, it's hard to talk."

"What, I'm leaving? Crohiko should rest too."

"I know roughly how much it's going to hurt to move it, and I don't feel like I'm going to sleep because something just happened."

"Really...... ok"

Mr. Cecily stood up and came to my side.

"So if you'll excuse me, your husband?

"... I see, can you nori like that"

"Oh, don't you like it?

"... belly black maid"

"Ko ~ ra"

"Stay."

He chopped his forehead gently.

"At all, you're a mouthless husband, aren't you?

And Mr. Cecily came forward with his torso in the condition that he was going to cover me as it was.

It just feels like poking each other in the face.

"Let it go, Mr. Cecily?

"Hehe... If you think about what's going on right now, it's a situation where I can do whatever I want, right?

"To?"

Mr. Cecily slowly crawls his right hand around my thigh.

stroke around as you would, in a motion as if to.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

"I don't like your husband's attitude, so I thought you might need a little punishment. If you're too flirtatious, it could be a little embarrassing, right?

"... Mr. Cecily, was he the one with these drawers?

"Hmm? What is it? You don't know what your husband is talking about, do you?

Mr. Cecily smiles mesmerized and tries to get his hands inside my jacket.

"Ko-"

"Here?"

Mr. Cecily tilts his neck.

"This is not the Mr. Cecily I know! You're a fake now!? You can use the Ninth Curse if you move your mouth! I, Prohibition of Curse -"

"Wow! Crohiko, calm down! Me! With me properly! Oh, I'm sorry! I'm in too much shape!

"... real?

"Yes, it's real, isn't it? See?"

Mr. Cecily giggles as he cools his liver.

Hmm.

Only Mr. Cecily can make this angel smile, right......

I can only believe it.

"It's too bad, Mr. Cecily.... I mean, were you the one who attacked me so far?

"Actually... I have received a lot of guidance from my mother here. I thought it might affect you."

"Instruction?"

"Recently, my mother was trying to teach me the art of captivating men by saying, 'I think you've finally got someone to think of, and it's time to carve their worth as women.'"

"What the hell"

"A bunch of notes that my mother has been writing about since I was younger, aggregating skills to captivate men - commonly known as" Société Documents, "plugged into the door of my room before my mother went to bed."

"Something's got a big name on it... but if you open the lid, it's just a sign of a porn dictionary"

"It was as a result of reading and practicing it to be me..."

"What are you teaching your real daughter, Mr. Cecily's mother! - Guh, stay!

The pain ran on my body because I almost held my head by accident.

... Damn.

When you were in the Sheeras bathroom, you seemed so calmly distant, but now, Mr. Cecily, why do you care that my mother is about to take you in...

"Hey!? Crohiko, don't move so hard!

A mundane Mr. Cecily.

"Look, I'll help you wake him up. Don't push me."

Mr. Cecily put one knee on the bed.

Then he supports my back and pulls my hand.

"Ah, Mr. Cecily."

"Already, turn your face bright red again... it's hitting your chest, is it? At times like this, you won't have a choice. I don't care, so neither do you. You got it?

"... su, sorry"

"Doesn't it hurt?

"Yes, I'm fine"

After a rough time, somehow I woke up and leaned against the headboard.

Care for your posture when you lean over, Mr. Cecily puts two pillows between your headboard and my back.

"Thanks for your help."

"No, not at all"

Yeah.

Don't even feel easier sitting like this than sleeping on your back somehow.

"But it sounds like you have to say hello to Mr. Cecily's mother once. Mostly, about your daughter."

"Well, I mean, in the matter of wanting my daughter for my wife?

"No! Stop transferring any more unhealthy harmful texts, such as Société documents, to your real daughter because she's a posterity! And I'm going to protest!

"Is Crohiko uncomfortable being made like that earlier?

"Ugh... well, I don't hate it from the bottom of our minds either... you see, frontiers are worth it because we discover them on our own, or something"

I'm not sure what I'm talking about myself anymore.

"Hmm."

Kira! and Mr. Cecily's eyes shine sharply.

"I mean, he wants to dye Cecily Arklite to my liking without anyone else interfering with him?

"Just a famous detective. 'Identify it! He looks like' but he's totally different......!?

"Uh-huh, Crohiko is a surprisingly complicated boy, isn't he? That's why it's offensive, I can tell you. By the way..."

Mr. Cecily walks over to the simple cooking table in the infirmary.

"Are you hungry?

"Oh, I'm a little free..."

"Well, wait a minute, then."

When Mr. Cecily opened the lid of something like the rounded device on the simple cooking table and checked the contents, he lowered something like a protruding handle.

Then, the apparatus begins to emit hot air.

"What is it, that?

"Hehe, it's been a pleasure since we did it"

That's all Cecily said. About a minute went by.

"This is-"

"I prepared it for you to eat when Crohiko woke up. But I'm sorry, it was a mess, so this is all I could make."

I have melted butter on top of other potatoes with cuts.

"Bye butter......?

Is the device earlier a microwave-like surgical machine?

Even so,

"Sakuriku"

Oh, isn't that one of my favorites?

I can't believe we can go around here again.

"Mr. Cecily."

"Yes?"

"I like it."

The fork, which had been stabbed a little earlier on the potato on the plate in his hand, shrugged and sank deeply.

"Nah, Kiku, what is it all of a sudden!?

"I like this unscrupulous!

"... oh, that sort of thing"

"I love Cecily for preparing this too!

"... it's your fault that the sequence sounds lower than the potatoes you are, isn't it?

Well, fine, but Mr. Cecily will cut the potatoes that were hot air into small pieces.

"It's hot, so it's cold, huh?

Heh-heh, breathes and cools me down.

…………

Mr. Cecily's exhaled dish.

There would be such a view.

But now I want butter.

I want to eat.

"Yes, please?... Oh, yeah"

Cecily, who had poked at the fork, opened her eyes wide just to think of a proposal.

"Crohiko can't move much, so is it easier to give him a little mouth lift?... hehe, what the hell"

"Butter the potatoes, quickly"

"... Yes"

Cecily, who somehow shombolished me as soon as possible, feeds me some butter.

"Muggu...... okun"

"What do you say? Is it tasty?

"Delicious - this is delicious, Mr. Cecily! The butter is thick and awesome! I love you, Cecily!

"It's complicated... this is so, so complicated..."

Difficult, Mr. Cecily was doing the clever art of crying with laughter.

And well, that's why I also got food in my belly, which made me feel a little calm.

"Thank you for everything, Mr. Cecily"

"Well, think of this as one of my favors. No... that's about it. Not yet. Thanks to you, this is how I can be safe."

Mr. Cecily loosened his eyes and gently took my hand with both hands.

Care about my pain, that was a very slow move.

"If there's anything I can do, say anything, right? You did... that's all you did."

"No, I'm going to return all the favors I've received from Mr. Cecily."

"Yeah."

Mr. Cecily shakes his head.

"You've done more than that."

When you say it like that, you don't know how to respond.

So unexpectedly,

"... I'm a candidate for a girlfriend, and, naturally!

Oh, my God, I ran my mouth off.

Then Mr. Cecily, uh, coughed up, said to her strangely playful condition.

"I set a deadline of three years, but I am getting nicer at an unexpected rate. Therefore, I am also thinking of speeding up the deadline -"

"Don't arrange a hibigami dialogue with what you care. And it doesn't look alike."

"It's more of a big deal if you look like it! Or that's not where you should touch it...?

But right.

Both the settlement with Hibigami and Cecily's candidate period for a lover were, like, the same three years......

Mr. Cecily put my hand down gently and put his hands behind his back.

"You know who I really am, and you can bump into each other with no hesitation once in a while, and sometimes you can count on me very much, and when I come out a little strong, the reaction is pretty cute... and when I'm in a real crisis, you rush me in a very sloppy way -"

Mr. Cecily turns away from his face tending to lean over, as he breaks his mouth.

"What's wrong with being unfavourable with this?

My heart felt tight.

My face is getting hot.

In the light, make me laugh bitterly.

"Oh, I'm rather still subtle about how nice people like Cecily can be like me..."

Mr. Cecily, too, has returned a bitter laugh.

"You should try to be a little more confident in yourself though...... I personally like it compared to being weirdly confident though. It's just that it's a little hard for me to have confidence in myself, too. 'Cause you're..."

A little lonely, Mr. Cecily's grin faded.

"Because you've become really strong. And now I, like Currier, cannot help thee in battle. Instead, it's enough to keep my legs together."

Mr. Cecily drops his gaze.

"So I guess you're going to lose what I can do little by little like this... little by little, sometimes I get scared. Of course, I will always be strong."

"Well, then!

I spit once and then, again, I opened my mouth.

"When I get tough... stay by my side."

――――

"I, Mr. Cecily, feel relieved when I'm beside you. That's probably..."

I smile.

"Because you are irreplaceable and very dear to me"

Mr. Cecily rounded his eyes.

And she lay down her face.

"Stop, can't you have it?

"Huh? Um..."

That's when Mr. Cecily embraced me softly.

It was a very soft embrace, considering the pain in the body.

She leaned in my ear and whispered far enough away to feel her exhale.

"Don't make me fall in love any more - for three years indeed, I may not be able to wait"

And when I quietly unhugged her, she let go of her body.

Mr. Cecily cheers.

"I thought you'd say something like," I'm going to be handicapped again. "

"... a little"

"It's effective to make you anxious and then appease. This is also the teaching of the Société Documentation."

Well, I loosened the edge of my mouth.

"But well... I'm willing to accept any Cecily right now."

"Oh, that's pretty good to say ~?"

I laughed and looked up at Mr. Cecily.

"For the three years leading up to graduation, be prepared, right?

"Hehe, what's that... was it pretty good?

Mr. Cecily leaned forward with one hand on his waist, fingertipping my forehead.

And I winked.

"You can expect it - my, my prince?

I felt like that lucidity was all over that grin that hung on me, like I could grab a hold of my chest somewhere.