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

"Ruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

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"Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa"

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"Npapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa"

"... hey Futa"

"What's wrong?"

"Serve the miserable maid there."

"How are you going to do this...?"

- Lunch. Fouta's room.

Sitting on the guest sofa, Richter L. Klimbroom told him to moan with his hand on his forehead.

Even though she was told to serve, behind the hooter tilting her neck, the annoying maid was playing witch across the mop. I don't want to hide my profession.

"You won't be able to concentrate at all on talking."

"Really?

"The question comes to mind because you're not putting it in your sight!

After being told that, Futa turned around.

The maid worked hard to clean the wall.

"... Mr. Richter. How about you stand up a little bit?"

"Are you kidding me!?

"I'm not kidding. Originally, I asked Richter to..."

"Not you! I'm a maid juggling a bottle of wine in the back!

"... are you doing such an interesting thing?

When the lid turned around, the maid was sweating and polishing the window frame.

I rubbed my forehead with my hands and kept cleaning with a smile that seemed worthwhile.

"... Mr. Richter"

"Do you believe in maids in this situation? You don't have a head?

"No, believe it or not, it's a fact I've seen with my own eyes."

Hey, what are you doing?

The maid who opens the side table's orgall in the sight of Richter who was about to say something.

The bees fill the room with bright music.

Behind the foot - behind the sofa - jumped in and danced with a playable smile.

"Whoa, whoa!!!

As Richter pointed to the back and shouted, Huta turned around.

Of course, the maid was working.

Squeeze the rags with cold water and murmur with pleasure.

"No, you're free to listen to songs and work."

"Something's wrong when you play a song on your own when a guest comes!?

"Richter today, this is crazy."

"This is also pyurururugo!?

"What!?

"I just lost a lot of language in anger, don't worry about it."

"Hmm... what a mess..."

Behind the drawer, the maid said, "Hey! Hey, hey! I was swinging the towel with the norinori.

"But is it about time you went through the maid's song season?

"Because you're doing a lot for me, is it so bad that you want me to have fun at least? Richter has had enough experience to sing along with the song."

That's not the problem.

"And the maid's song season is a famous proverb in the kingdom?

"Is there such a thing? What lesson can I learn... that's enough"

"What?

"He ignores me and talks."

With that in mind, Richter gave the paper to the lid with his plump fingertips just to the limit of patience.

It said, "Turn around when I get the wine glass."

--There was no metric to ignore.

"About this state-owned business. It was also thanks to you that I was swinging around, but I didn't end up in battle. Thank you."

"No, thanks to me. Yes, I wanted to say thank you."

"But..."

"Hmm? But?

"It is also your fault that His Highness is completely in control of the situation."

"I don't care what they say. I don't know anything about planning."

"If I'd known you were coming out in the game, I wouldn't have been in pain with the Olba Chamber of Commerce"

Really?

Richter's suspicious gaze intertwined with the lid of his eyebrows.

"What do you want to say?"

"No, even if you knew I was coming out."

"But what?"

"--Maybe Prim came out."

"That barbarian...!!

I'm proud to be challenged by Prim.

On top of that, the gratitude for what was required was still connected to Futa's confidence.

In that sense, I might say that I owe her one.

"But Richter and Prim are really close."

"How many times have I tried to fire you?"

"I think the answer is to keep hiring."

"I'm sure only my arms...."

--Probably.

That's probably why Richter couldn't get enough of Lilac.

Huuta doesn't know much, but he can't beat Lilac in a real sense because he can't use people as tokens because he's so strict with his men and family.

If the king moves to protect the knight in board play, it won't be a game. No matter how good knights and kings they were,

"- Well, I need to talk to you about something. Have you been told to report your situation to His Highness in full?

"No, I'm not forced. I just don't have a reason to tell you."

I see.... Actually, I'm going to have a party at my mansion this time. The main purpose is to comfort my men, so it's not a whisper... and I can't help but speak to His Highness. "

"... I see, so?

"I thought I'd give you an invitation to thank you this time."

After hearing about the party, the maid in the back sparkled his eyes and began a silent appeal, but Richter ignored it normally.

The maid took the mop silently, pointing to the part of the cloth, and then to Richter.

Are you threatening me?

"I'm glad you invited me, but I don't have a choice but not to talk to Lilac about it. May I convey Mr. Richter's intentions?

"Rather, I talked with that intention. I didn't think I was going to tell His Highness directly."

Besides, Richter thinks.

Without Lilac, it would be a little more controllable.

Fouta seems to have forgotten, but Richter is by no means on his side.

But there are no enemies.

Well...

That's how Richter narrows his eyes a little.

I saw this as some sort of competition.

"I don't care if you come alone. I'll put one of those maids on the list."

I see. I don't know if I can go, but if I get permission, I'll let you go. "

There was a festival behind Huta.

Flowers and snow scattered on the freshly cleaned floor, and a maid dance with a full smile. Every time I turn around, the skirt spreads fluffy and cute.

Where did the sign with the letter of congratulation come from? No, no, all you can do is raise it with both hands and shake it.

How much do you want to go to the party?

At a glance at the most handicapped maid, Richter put his hand on the wine glass.

Turning around, the lid and the maid's eyes met.

"Ah"

The sparkle and the rest of the blizzard danced between them.

Winning, Richter tilts the wine glass.

Huta laughed a little and said.

"Fun?"

"It's so fun!

That's good.

After just finishing the gentle conversation, Futa turns back to Richter.

Well then, I know about the party. You must be busy with Richter.

"Is that all????

Eh?

"You know what this annoying maid was doing in front of the guests, right? Do you understand? You can't concentrate with this in front of you?

Fouta tilted her neck.

I was no longer accustomed to paralyzing my senses.

Ah.

Huta hit him as convinced as she could.

"Should I change seats?"

I'll make you bear the bonds, you.