Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"Mr. Kazra, I wonder if you're still awake..."

Barletta, who left the break room, was heading down the hallway for a good room with a small run.

I also thought about going back to the costume room to get dressed, but I wondered how I would react if I showed up in this dress, so I decided to head out without dressing.

"Yikes!?

Barletta hit the person who came just ahead of her when she turned the corner of the hallway as it was.

The opponent fell flashly, and a dull sound struck his head on the floor sounded in the hallway.

"Shh, excuse me! Are you ok!?

"Gu... look where..."

Arond raised his face as he rubbed his back of his head, stopping his words when he realized that his opponent was Barletta.

Barletta also looked at Arond's face, and, oh, she raised her voice low.

"Dear Alondo! I'm sorry! Are you hurt!?

"... oh, I'm fine. 'Cause I just got a little tankob done."

Arond woke himself up saying so, but remained seated on the spot.

Barletta rushed over and put her hand on his back.

"Um, it's okay... ah! And there's blood from my hands!

Noticing blood seeping through Arondo's right bush, Barletta rushed to take that hand.

"I'm sorry! Me, my God... Oh, that? The wound..."

No scratches were found in that fist, and Baretta was puzzled.

That's how I looked at Arond's face and looked at his complexion for a moment.

"Dear Alondo, your complexion... are you okay?

Arond's face is bright red, his breathing is rough, and he obviously doesn't look well.

Alondo smiled powerlessly at Barletta, worried.

"I drank a little too much. I'm looking for an empty lounge, but it's buried everywhere."

"Oh, then there's one room that's available. It's the second room from the back over there..."

Barletta looked back into the hallway where she had just come and turned her attention to Arond again.

He is breathing painfully on his shoulders and it seems difficult to get up on his own.

"I'll show you to your room. Grab me."

So he said no, and turned Arond's right arm to his own shoulder.

I turn my hand around his hips and slowly stand up as I support him.

Arond seems to be powerless in his legs, almost leaning against Barletta.

"... thanks. I'm sorry."

Barletta smiled at Alondo, who also said in a constant manner of breath, walking slowly as she supported him.

There is too much physique difference to support in Alondo and a little over 150 cm valletta with a height of more than 180 cm, but it supports him firmly so that he does not fall.

We walked silently for a while with each other and came to the break room where Leese and I were resting earlier.

Barletta opens the door and the two of us go inside.

"Nobody's coming here, so I think we can take a break. I'll put some water in right now."

Barletta sat Alondo on the couch and took a glass of silver from the shelf.

Pour water from the water spill into the cup and serve to the arounds.

"Yes, it's water. Do you think you can drink?

"Oh...... thanks"

Arond sipped the water and snorted at the couch as well.

Barletta peeks worryingly into Alondo's face like that.

"How are you feeling? Don't you feel sick or something?

"... To be honest, that's pretty bad. I'm gonna throw up again."

"Then you should throw up. Patience can lead to acute alcoholism."

Alondo turned a long blind eye to Barletta for a word he could not hear.

"Acute Al...... sorry, what is that? I've never heard of it."

"It's about the poisoning symptoms caused by drinking too much alcohol. Sometimes when you're bad, you die. Together in the bathroom...... sounds a little impossible. I'll bring a bucket or something."

"Oh... you mean the one who falls over from drinking too much and dies just like that. You had such an official name. You know things..."

Arond called it that far and put his hand on his mouth and stopped moving.

Barletta took the silver dish with the fruit on it, which was nearby, and offered it to Arond's mouth when he flipped it over and threw away the contents.

At about the same time, Arond vomited violently.

"It's okay, keep throwing up all of it. Calm down and breathe slowly"

Even though the diarrhea bouncing off the plate falls on his hands and dresses, Barletta slowly rubs his back while holding the plate.

Arond repeated vomiting several times, breathing the air in a vehement manner.

I raise my face, breathing painfully.

"Ha, ha... Damn, what a zama... Ah, su, sorry! The dress..."

Barletta smiled gently as she put the plate on the floor to Alondo, who apologized in a hazy manner.

"Never mind. How are you feeling? Is that neat?

"Oh, it's easier... Um, I'm so sorry. We need to call the samurai..."

"No, I'll do it, so it's okay. Please rest, Lord Arond."

When Baretta said so, she gently wiped her hands and dress with a table napkin that was in the near field and left the room on a small run.

And less than 15 minutes later, he came back with a basket with a towel and a water bucket with water.

The outfit is not a dress either, she looks normal.

Barletta squeezed the towel in a water bucket and offered it to Alondo.

"Now wipe your face. Do you think you can move?

"Ah, oh. I'm fine. Thanks."

Barletta doesn't have one disgusting face and handily wipes away the diarrhea spilled on the floor.

Alondo was staring at her like that, somewhere blurry.

"Are you all right? I still don't feel well..."

"Oh, no, I feel fine now. I'm a little upset."

Under Barletta's gaze, which seemed worried, Alondo rushed to wipe his mouth with a towel.

Barletta put the dirty towel in the basket and checked the floor and couch again.

Fortunately, the couch was barely dirty and seemed to wipe it off beautifully.

"You'll open the window and change the air. Please wrap this knee around and be a little patient as it gets cold"

Barletta gave Alondo a knee and opened the window.

A cold breeze of powdered snow pours into the room.

The fireplace flames swayed loosely, and the candlestick flames hung on the wall faded away.

"I did it...... sorry, just for a little while"

"It's okay. Better yet, you're cold, aren't you? Come here."

"What! Well, that's a little..."

When Barletta immediately said no, Alondo put aside a beat and scratched his head, oh.

"No, I'm sorry. My clothes are still all over me. Ha, what are you talking about..."

"Oh, no, that's not what..."

When Baretta said that much, she heard a rush running down the hallway and the door opened.

"Mr. Alondo! It's okay... dark!? Cold!?

"Ka, Master Kazura!?

It was good to come into the room.

I have a wooden box with an empty bucket of water and a rising copper pitcher of hot air, holding a change of clothes beside me that I have been looking appropriately at for Arrondo.

For some reason I wear an apron from the top of my clothes and even wrap my arms around it.

"Good, you didn't fall over because you drank too much. I heard you threw up, so I was worried."

Barletta rushes over, relieved of her breasts.

"I was so flustered that I couldn't walk until a while ago, it seemed a lot better. Thank you for getting dressed."

"Yeah. I've been choosing the one with the big eyes, do they fit Mr. Alondo's size? Shall I close the window for now?"

Leaving the window to Barletta, Ichigo placed the crate as he headed to the table.

Grab a new cup from the shelf and pour hot water from the pitcher.

"Uh, sure, you could have had a hibiscus and mint when you drank too much... duh, dark"

"I'm sorry, I need a fire now... Oh, that? There's only a fireplace here, a fire stick. Don't you have chopsticks..."

"Then you should get the fire from the candlestick in the hallway, not the lighter here..."

"Oh, right. And get dressed before the herbal tea..."

"I shouldn't have, I did"

Ichiyoshi puts down a bag of herbs and heads under Arrondo with a change of clothes.

As Barletta took the candlestick candle and went out into the hallway, she lit the fire and came right back.

"Sorry, accidentally. Yes, I'm changing my jacket. Looks like your pants are going to be okay."

"Thank you... Um, how could Master Kazura..."

"I was helping you wash dishes in the cooking area, and Mr. Barletta came looking for me. That's when Mr. Alondo asked me how he was doing."

"Oh, did you? I'm sorry to show you my embarrassment. But I can't ask Master Kazura to do this..."

Push down the arounds trying to get up fluffy and "so-so".

"Don't worry about that. And since this is only known to me and Mr. Barletta, you can rest assured. I'll wash my clothes by the end of the night and give them back dry by morning."

When Ichigo said so, Alondo got a look like a heartfelt surprise.

"I didn't expect you to pay that much attention... no thanks either"

"Tell Mr. Barletta if you want to thank him. 'Cause she's the one who distracted me so no one else would notice."

That's what they said, and Alondo turned his attention to Barletta, who was transferring fire to the candlestick.

Baretta notices that gaze and smiles.

"Well, you brew a potion of water that helps you wake up drunk. Probably drink this and you'll be at full speed soon. Wait a minute, please."

"Mr. Kazra, I, you've been washing your clothes. Arond, please."

"Copy that. There's a hairdryer in the crate in the room, so use it to dry it."

"Okay.... Oh, yeah. It was in the microwave. I wrapped it up and left it in the fridge for about half."

"Huh? Oh, yes. Thanks...... about half?

Barletta left the room on a small run as she turned her illuminated smile to her best.

Ichigo drops off that back and fills the disposable tea bag with herbs.

"This may sound a little sour and surprising, but it works very well for drinking too much.... Oh, are you okay with the sour stuff? If you're not comfortable, I'll think of something else."

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"Mr. Alond?

Ichiyoshi leans his ankle toward Alondo, staring at Baretta's exited door in a depressed manner.

"Oh no... Um, may I ask you one thing"

"What?

"Maybe she's a relative of Master Kazura or something?

"What? Eh, no?

Unexpectedly stopping his hand and Yi Liang answered, Arond looked like one of the bad faces in a stiff way.

"Also, I'm sorry to say. What are you asking all of a sudden? I... you know, we seemed a lot closer together."

"Ha, ha"

"Looks like you're still terribly drunk... Um, excuse me, can I just ask you one more thing"

"Hey, what is it?

"Does she plan to remain in such an important position as she currently is?

"I'm going to do that for once. Except when Mr. Barletta says he wants to go back to the area."

"I see... right, you don't have a better hand at not using humans than she does, do you? Master Reese likes it, and it would be nice to keep it with you in the future."

Arond nods firmly, as if he was convinced of something.

That's how he looked, Ichigo stared at it a lot.