Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

"... did you fail?

"I'm sorry."

At night, the man raised his face from his desk, illuminated by a candlestick light.

In the front, he looks like a secretary with his head down.

"We have plenty of money. Were you pulled out and grabbed by a rough assassin?

"No, I was able to hire a handcrafted one."

"Then why?"

"Well... with the princess."

"... stupid"

"It's true. I heard from the only man who survived. My jaw was shattered, so I was just writing."

Receiving the offered scroll, the man sitting nodded.

"I got it. That's enough."

Ha.

As he walks out of the room, the man opens the roll of paper.

"I thought I could get rid of the intrusive recording technique...."

It contained detailed information that a guest named Huta had left the assassin.

"... no way, is that rumor true?

I murmured a little.

"--Princess Lilac brought a knight candidate from outside."

--The Royal Castle, Futa's guestroom.

"Cavalier?

Huta, who was lying on her arms, leaned her neck towards words she could not hear.

"What kind of fucking rumor is that? The princess brought a knight candidate from outside!

"You mean me?

"What else did the princess pick up from outside?

"It's true, but don't say things, things."

Once or twice, carefully press your chin against the carpet while pushing your arms down.

Corona says on the lid that keeps training.

"Anything that saved the poor maid's crisis?

"I don't know how to say it like other HR. It's you, isn't it?

"Why didn't you save anyone else?

"Save or nothing, I only know Corona as a maid."

"Hmm... did you see anybody? Is there a man who survived...?

As usual, Corona worried with a carefree voice.

Every time Huta pushes herself, she swings up and down on her back.

Because the corona is unusual and quiet, Huta asked.

"... in the first place, what is a knight candidate?

"What? Did you know? Did you know?

"Well, I don't know anything about this country. Tell me."

"Sure! That's right, let's just say"

"What do you mean?

Corona, staring at Futa, murmured with a loud face.

"... the Princess's slave"

Eh?

I'm just kidding.

It was a corona with a gloomy tongue.

"The point is, it was my first servant to the royal family. It was called intimacy. It's a royal tradition to have the most trusted escorts."

"Guard, that means..."

"That's right. I'm going to build a strong man. Are the royal family, other than the princess, already knighted? --I just..."

Either way, Corona jumps off Huta's back.

"It's not like there's going to be an inter-state war anymore, so one way or another, there's a strong appeal about which faction is close to the royal family."

"... a powerful aspect of being a faction that produces royal knights."

"Oh, Master Huta, you're so smart! That's right. I gave you yesterday's melon."

"I see...."

I noticed a beautiful cut melon sitting on the table.

After all, all yesterday's fruit is in Fouta's room for some reason.

I bought it with Corona's money, but it's not very edible.

Though she is eating plenty in Futa's room, it will hurt more and more if Futa doesn't cooperate.

"It's really sweet and delicious, so it's good."

I don't know if it's because it's luxurious, but it was true that all of this was the most delicious fruit Futa had ever eaten.

"So it's rumored that the princess didn't prepare her own knights and pulled someone with arms from the outside?

"That's what I'm talking about.... not to mention why they know I saved your maid."

"... did someone see it, or did he report it?"

"Is that him?

Corona jumped into Fouta's bed and grabbed the muscat on the side table, looking back.

Futa didn't stick any more into her all-you-can-love bed.

"Only the man who threw the knife didn't kill him."

"Ah, I'm glad it was. I didn't know!

The assassination technique with a knife was mimicked and compared to the target killed.

However, against the man who threw the knife, he imitated his opponent's self-defense technique.

That's all I'm saying. Though I think it would have been better if I had stabbed you politely. Rather, I was more worried about whether Corona was scratched and poisoned.

In the meantime, ensuring safety was a high priority for Futa.

Narrhhhhhhhhhh. Do you have an explanation then? "

"Explain?"

"Why are there rumors? I was wondering if anybody saw me."

"Really... Is that what rumors are about?"

"Yes?

"How could the assassin have spread the word about his mission?"

"Ah... that's not true, Master Futa!"

She doesn't mind her hair sneezing, rolling around in Fouta's bed, she says.

"The source of the rumor is good at this time. Someone wants to flush it, right?... but to spread, I need someone to back you up."

"What you needed to spread was his testimony?

"Oh, clever! I got you a cut of Blood Orange."

A corona that jumps out of the bed, cuts the orange with a familiar hand, and sits next to the melon earlier.

"Well, it's not the assassin's own testimony. If the assassin is a royal aristocrat... is he the only one who really receives rumors? If someone really believes it, it reinforces the rumor."

"... so Corona thinks royal officials attacked us?"

"There are no other people who go out of their way to target royal maids. It's too weak as a hostage!"

Futa's arms stopped squeezing.

"Master Huta? What's wrong with you? You want some more fruit?

"... Corona"

"Yes, it's your maid, Corona, right? What a serious face. Even though it's serious from the beginning, it's getting serious like Zeta, right?

As she stood up, Futa approached the corona with a grip on her face.

The gentleman's corona panicked slightly to the fouta, which was rushing in without a doubt.

Finally, he grabbed his shoulders hard, so he gave up.

"Oops, you don't care about girls, huh? What? What? Is that a proposal? It's not a bad situation, but think of a place or something. Want more maids and a nice location?"

Stay next to me.

Pfft?

Corona's face became red.

"Um, Mr. Fouta? Maid, I was just kidding. Why don't you stop doing this to me? Bad hobby, huh?

"It's a joke."

"Eh. Um... Wait, wait a minute. Maid, no matter how much you like it, you're not going to touch the princess's stuff."

Corona couldn't help but stare straight into a serious eye.

Women can't necessarily talk to each other in one sip.

A strong gaze directed at a person who has a preference above the minimum is something that learns a little bit of pleasure.

As long as you feel guilty, like Corona.

It was a surprise to Corona herself that it turned into a sense of treachery. I didn't know that a sensitivity like a decent girl still existed for me.

So, let's relieve you with the following words.

"--I 'll protect you. Stay close."

"... ahh. I see. I see. Yes, it's all right. I forgot that Master Huta wanted me to live."

"What are you talking about? I want you to live. Of course!"

"Yeah, I don't want you to put in the heat. It's the best comedy we've ever had."

For me, you saved my heart.

"Ah, it's going on!"

"That's why I don't want to be left alone when I hear your life is at stake."

"I'm fine inside the royal palace. They're not even my aunt."

I'm peeling off the lid.

"Besides, this was part of the princess's plan."

That's what I told him, and I put the air back in the room.

I'm sorry Corona talked to you like that.

Smaller, sighing with all sorts of emotions.

It was strangely hot, so I gently slapped my face with my hands.