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

--The royal castle, Huta's private room.

On that day, Futa was waiting in her room until the time she had promised Lilac.

Lilac's skill, which increases sharpness every time he exchanges swords, is so mastered that Futa herself is looking forward to it, and there are expectations in the future.

That's why I was going to leave the room as soon as Lilac picked me up...

― Well, let me talk to you for a moment.

"Pii"

I don't know, the sight in front of Futa.

With a lilac that stands up like an arm, holding back your hand.

A familiar maid's dress, seated in front of it.

Rarely, Lilac's expression, which took the form of an "order" to seat her, was as cold as ice.

In the background, the lid breaks into the air of the room, which is so cold that it seems like it could even be seen in a snowstorm.

Ladies and gentlemen, Lilac

"What is it?

"No, it's not about the class."

Does this mean there are no islands to attach to?

Her Majesty Princess Lilac was furious at exposing herself and silently freezing the surrounding air, even though it wasn't as much as the night of the zodiac.

Poor, shrinking maids are trembling.

Did you think you could sift it?

I can't. I can't stand it at all.

I think I can spare my tongue, but what touched Lilac's scales?

In retrospect, today should have been a different day.

Corona said, "Hey, hey!" for breakfast. During Futa's workout, he rolled in the room, brought me dinner again at lunch, played games hungry, and as usual, Futa was bumped up.

So it's time to make a promise with Lilac.

Nothing changes as usual.

"Um, Lilac. What happened with Corona?

"That's right. Let's have a look at this."

What she put on the table were two objects.

Split plates. And Orgol.

It is not the air that Lilac can say that it is cute to take it out. Huta also had a minimum of reason.

"What is this, Corona?"

Eh?

It is a question of whether or not to ask.

Corona swims her eyes a little and mutters.

"Me, my maid's personal belongings...."

She had few of her own things, a few that could be said to be personal.

I feel a little lonely when I say that, but whether the room is a killing scene or not, there is no problem with having less personal belongings. I'm generally rolling around in this room.

But the scary murmured answers didn't seem to be what Lilac wanted.

No?

Eh?

Lilac smiles with a smile at Corona with her face up in denial.

"What do these things have in common?"

When Lilac opened Orgol, a quiet and beautiful tone reminiscent of the snow scenery echoed around him.

But what is it? Futa sounded strange and desperate, as if she had to challenge Lilac. Just now.

"This is what you gave me as a present."

"Well, that's what Orgol is, but..."

The plates are different, right? I remembered.

Hold this for a moment.

Why...

Speaking of which, the smashed one.] The plate.

I just gave it to Lilac myself.

I don't know why it broke.

I don't remember giving it as a gift, but it was a fact.

"These days, you are too much for me. No matter how much I have to substitute for Orgol..."

It was called a "gift" in a cynical way.

This is the second time Corona has scratched her red shame at the beginning, including the Orgol Trick.

Until then, when it comes to plates, the problem was that in the case of Corona, I couldn't read it out on purpose.

That's why I asked. Looking at the situation, it seemed like it was really just an accident, but Lilac looked at Corona and realized there.

"Corona?"

Really… Do you think I gave it to you? "

I wondered if it meant not thinking about it, but it was different.

In that case, it looked like it was already dented.

Corona breaks her seat on her own and stands up.

Lilac hesitated for a moment to hear her behave in the shadow.

Should we wait and see what we intend to do?

I pulled back the reprimand for standing up and watched her move - I took the broken plate.

Well then, what I gave you as a present, it's broken.

"Brr...."

Corona's good cooking laughter remains painful.

Next time, next to Lilac, who has lost his words, the soot and lilac stop by.

Hmm, what is it, Futa?

"This is a bit of a pity for Corona on the boulder. That's what I looked like when I picked up the board that rolled on the floor."

"Eh...."

Kohn, Lilac coughs.

"... I still don't think it's a present"

"Huh? Ah, that's good. I'm used to it, besides maids."

"Eh... ~!!"

"Hi, princess?

Lilac with head.

Speaking of which, I can't allow pride to say honestly, "I was embarrassed to see you holding that plate."

He smiled and watched from behind, showing the appearance of the plants as early as possible.

- I'm a tree. Yes, just watching the two of us.

"Futa!!

Eh, ah, yes.

"I don't know why you're in such a cactus-like pose! Why don't you do something about it?

Richter, if I return "Nantoka", I don't know what punishment is waiting for me.

Huta gently lowers her tongue and opens her mouth.

"Lilac doesn't want to hurt Corona."

"Maid, are you hurt? Look, I'm totally fine./(adv-to, adv-to) (on-mim) flabbergasting/flabbergasting/flabbergasting/"

"Hmm, that's exactly the problem...."

Huta wondered what to do.

It's easy to tell Lilac and Futa about this, but Lilac doesn't want it.

Corona operates normally. The problem is this Princess Beauty.

Styles from the beginner's sarcasm would have been packed with corona opponents before.

No, this may be the first time that Corona has ever been so close to Lilac in the first place.

It doesn't mean that Corona is in trouble and Lilac doesn't know what to do about it.

Simply because she is angry with a close opponent, or because she is not good at getting emotional.

To borrow the words of an ancient fairy tale, the princess is very bad at life.

Lilac would hate the idea of being trapped in a "profession", but pasta must be very convincing.

I was just teased once, that's all.

Imagine the fate of those two people, and Futa was a little worried - something warming in her chest.

"--If you think you've been given a present, why don't you say something else?"

"Ho? Hmm, no way. I don't know."

"Why? If the person who gave it did that, you can blame it and fall into trouble."

"Why?"

"Why... can't you calm down?

Hmm. But is it the other princess? If you think the princess doesn't like it, why not?

"Uh-oh!!"

Lilac looks at Lilac asking for help.

Oh, what a clumsy man.

I don't understand the treasurer who is afraid of her. Futa was thinking of a myth.

Futa wondered if Lilac's initial purpose was better.

Because that's right.

I'm going to lecture people about embarrassing them, just like Corona did.

Corona doesn't have bad feelings for people.

For Lilac, who has lived only by adjusting his bad feelings, the natural enemies are also good.

This might happen if you put yourself at a different distance than the right distance.

The opponent is no longer a convenient "witch" who doesn't feel bad about himself anymore.

I mean, it's not a "contract," it's the first time I've made a "friendship."

Lilac dyed her cheeks with vermilion and quietly shut up.

She murmured after a while of conflict.

"... I'm sorry."

"Did you apologize, princess?

"... I read too much about the plate. I'm sorry I broke it."

……

Corona is confused when Lilac suddenly becomes lewd.

For some reason, a question mark jumps over your head when you are apologized.

Um...

A little worried, Corona said.

"Maid, I don't really get it. I bought a new one with Mr Futa, and you really don't care? So..."

Um, cross filler and she laughs.

"I hate it when the princess looks like that!

"... you"

Lilac, who was in trouble, shook his head as if he had given up somewhere.

This time it is completely my fault.

Whether it's a huta or a corona, it's true that the attitude is frustrating because it doesn't bother you or your body.

I wish you'd died on your own in a place you don't know, but I can't help but be angry that you're no longer such a person.

She exhaled at the new weakness she had learned.

Well, nothing can be gained without a price.

Instead of gaining a place of rest, you must not feel like you have been given an outrageous weakness.

But - why does that even make you feel a little more comfortable?

"I see. I'm not angry anymore."

Lilac smiled gently, as did Huta and Corona.

A soft space was born here again.

Oh, thank goodness Futa stroked her chest down, and all she had to do was take a digestion match.

Lilac sees those two and tells them slowly - yes, slowly - without returning the lowered knife.

"So, what's the profound point of replacing Orgol?

Ah, do it.

That's just a prank.

"Pei, pelol!!

The flapping of my body exploded.