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

--The ruins of Wolcott's villa.

"Thank you... thank you...!

Prim was hugged by all the girls and didn't know what to do for a moment.

But the man in front of me didn't feel bad about thanking him.

That's true.

The girl I've been carrying is safe. There is no reason not to accept the feeling from the man who is the father.

"Yeah, I'm glad she's okay."

"I see... I see. Ayame, are you okay...?

……

Her daughter, Ayame, who seems to have completely lost consciousness, slept in Prim's arms with her eyes closed.

"I think it's better to show it to the healer."

"Oh, you know. You should check it out, too. Smoking is not a bad thing."

"Really?

"... you jumped in without knowing. I'll see you later."

Hula smiles bitterly at Primes who lean their necks tightly.

It was then that changes occurred to the bustling wild horses passing through the villa.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

The guards jumped in with that voice.

They lead a group of people wearing the same cape as Hula, passing through beside Primes and Hula.

"Ah, Bob."

"Prim!? Oh, come on, it's full of soot, what's the matter - and what's wrong with it? Check it out right away!

The wizards pointed that way.

There were also several healers among the wizards who began to radiate water into the fire.

This mix of wizards and guards that jumped into the fire seems to be a good guide.

But Hula, who glanced at the healer, shook her shoulders.

"While they are court magicians, they can exercise the power of healers. Don't worry, take a look. Not as good as the healers who work for the castle."

"I don't know, but thank you, uncle."

"Uncle...."

Putting aside Hula, Prim stood up.

There is nothing in particular such as flutter or breathing difficulties.

Truly, just in case, the girl named Ayame was handed over to Hula.

"The room she was in wasn't on fire.... if she was home alone, how did this happen?"

Yes, he calmed down and questioned.

Hula nodded.

"You're right. Someone set it on fire - it sounds like a roar. You'd be right to say it was blown up."

"Explosion....."

Distorting his expression, Prim looks down at the beast.

A cute girl with beautiful, glossy brown hair that stretches gently.

When I blew up a house with a girl about six or seven years old.

Grip your fists and murmur.

How could you do that?

"I don't know. Just..."

Holding her in her arms to make sure her is safe.

Hula glanced sharply at the prime.

"Looks like there's already been a few similar incidents."

"There's been a case like this... of blowing up people's homes!?

"Oh, I didn't expect my house to be targeted."

"What do you want to do...?!

I don't understand the meaning.

That was the honest feeling of Prim.

What's so fun about blowing up people's houses? What do you want to do with such a child in danger?

"... all the things I don't know."

A word to throw up.

For her, who has lived straight, everything is incomprehensible.

Eilon and this explosion.

--I don't even know what I want to do.

frustration, irritability, confusion, anger.

Hula shakes her neck loosely in front of a prime that swallows her teeth with a variety of emotions.

"Oh, I just don't know."

Hula doesn't know about Primes.

Not all dialogues are available to encourage.

But let's just say one thing is certain.

Hula Wolcott was the chief court magician and was only in charge of pursuing the "no minute".

"Perhaps it's time for a criminal statement."

"Statement of guilt..."

"Why are you doing this? How do I stop it? About that kind of place. Thankfully, it's a blackmail letter."

"They're the ones who like to do it on their own...."

"Oh, yeah. But it is also true that they are threatening citizens with power."

As Hula turned to the street outside the garden, many wild horses looked anxiously at the fire-extinguishing Wolcott villa.

……

Hula continued on to the silent prime.

"So we have to stop them. I don't know what to do. But don't lose sight of your purpose."

"Eh...."

As a researcher, his words as a magician penetrate the Primes unexpectedly.

I certainly don't know what to do.

But...

--What is your purpose?

"... why?

That's a good question.

Hula nodded and stood up with a clam in her arms.

"Because it's the only creature that wants to know."

That was the chief court wizard's reticence.

Also, his reason for life.

"Never forget your purpose more than being human. No, I'd rather not."

Pom, put your hand on Prim's shoulder and smile.

"If it's for a purpose, I won't spare anything."

"- Yes."

Oh, yeah.

"... thank you. I'm feeling a little better."

That's good.

Smile at each other loosely.

"Now, if you'll excuse me. Whatever it is, we have to fulfill our goal of giving Ayame a decent home."

"Oh, yeah. Bye."

"I'll come after you and thank you. I'll talk to Richter."

"... yeah"

Now, turn your back, Hula.

That's where Prim notices.

A girl embraced by Hula woke up and stared at Prim with her face out of her shoulder.

When she waved lightly, she waved with joy.

"... there's so much I don't know yet."

Murmuring small, Prim grips his fist.

"What do I... want to do?"

It's still raining.

I just saw a way to think, but it must have been a glimmer of hope.

--Inside the Imperial City. Futa's private room.

Yes, it's Huta's private room.

In his bed, a girl was asleep at ease.

"Are you sure it was good?

I'll get permission from the princess.

"Hmm... well, that's good."

The name of the sleeping girl is Corona.

The phase remains constant, the fever continues, and the physical condition still does not return.

Another maid, Lila, who seemed worried about Huta, suggested that she move to Huta's private room.

Because the chambermaid's room is small.

Considering Futa, who seems to be taking care of her day and night, it was not healthy to spend all the time in Corona's private room without even a decent space to lie down.

So Lila proposed to move to Futa's private room, but unexpectedly Futa refused to do so.

I wonder if I can do anything without Lilac's permission.

It's good!! After waiting for a sip of trouble, Lila tried her best as a servant and told the princess that she would contact her later.

But apparently, this guy doesn't like being contacted after all.

I thought I'd just change my clothes and approve it and go home, but the action was too vague and I stopped.

In the first place, Lilac M. Fangini is "busy."

I am not worried about Corona and I still often think about it.

"Oh, and... I have a message from the Princess."

"Hmm? Really? What?"

While gently changing the cloth on Corona's forehead, Huta asked without looking back in particular.

It's not that I don't like it, but it was quite fresh to hear my story without facing the front.

"--a criminal statement was made about the bombing."

"Oh, the jeweler's house was targeted."

"There are several other cases. They just blew up Hula's house."

"Hula's!?... are you okay!?

"I don't think there are any dead, including my family....."

"What?"

Lila turned to Liuta, who stopped thinking a little.

Then, the maid looks sharp and thinks seriously about something.

"Ah, Lila?

"... yes? What is it?

"No, I don't think so. He doesn't seem to be here. What?

"Nothing in particular."

"... is that so?

I didn't seem very sure, but I was thinking.

That's why I have no reason to question you.

"Well, let me know if there's anything bothering you. It's okay with me, it's okay with Corona."

"Thank you very much. It's okay. I can solve it myself."

I see. That's a little lonely, but... what's the criminal statement?

"Yes"

Lila nods slowly.

"First of all, as a precondition. A criminal statement revealed that the series of incidents was terrorism."

"That means there's some sort of political motive-- I see. All I want is a nobleman...."

"Yes, and their purpose."

I closed my eyes and told her.

"Immediate abolition of spectacular entertainment"

Lila gently stroked her lips as she glanced at Futa.

I thought it was strange.

If all the nobles around Richter were targeted, Lilac's associates, including Hula, were also targeted.

Their connection is "spectacular."

From Lilac's point of view, the aristocracy is good, but from the terrorist group's point of view, the "spectacular" is probably a plan led by Richter L. Klimbroom and Lilac M. Fangini.

Then nod to the nobility regardless of the spectacle.

The target of threats is not Lilac, Richter.

That means that Richter is more dangerous than Lilac - a kind of person who doesn't deserve that much vigilance for Lilac.

It is, but it smells strange.

And above all, Lilac couldn't have been robbed of Spectacular.

"One problem, of course, is to crush it thoroughly."

Eh?

"Don't you think you should just crush it to the best of your ability? I don't know where it is, but it seems to have a back side. I can't move until I've gathered all that information."

"Eh... um..."

Eye-catching fouta. Surprised at his gaze, yes? Lila tilts her neck.

The question of whether there was anything worrying was quickly resolved by ice.

"Um, Lila, sir?

"... and the princess..."

"Oh, I see. It was a message... I was surprised because it was so similar."

Right, ufufufu.

If you ask me, I am Lila now.

Increasingly, I feel unconscious in front of Corona and Futa. I am taking notes in my mind that something must be done as soon as possible.

"Either way, Futa will be worried about Corona's condition, and the princess will be a princess. I'll take care of Corona."

"Okay. Just tell me if there's anything I can do to help Lilac."

"... okay."

Lira nods.

That's all I have to tell you.

Lilac herself couldn't stand up and move.

In some ways, this maid appearance was a good camouflage.

No one will notice by surprise if you just put a cloth covering your mouth for cleaning. Not to mention that there is one idiot here who doesn't know without putting it on.

If Lilac M. Fangini leaks information from anywhere while he's on the move, it's the idea of a terrorist group.

Knowledge that precisely targets the nobles around Richter and also identifies Hula's Mansion.

At least Lilac understands that the enemy is a member of the Imperial Castle.

That's why I couldn't give you an unwanted gap.

"Ah, Lila. I just need to make sure."

"What is it?

"Aiming at the Spectacular Stakeholders' Mansion..."

"Pasta mansions are information that nobles would never know. I don't think anyone who targets a noble mansion unrelated to the spectacular entertainment threat will be able to identify her home... but can I call her if you're worried?

"Eh, ah, yeah. You know a lot about pasta."

"I didn't want to know."

Eh?

"Ah... I'm not very good at that guy."

"Hah...."

The big sigh came from the lid.

It was also for a moment that something black was rising up in the chest to cover the pasta.

"Is that how he did it again... we'll preach later?"

"Ah... well, I'll never see you again. I don't want to face it."

Especially in this way.

But that feeling can't reach Futa.

What struck him was a soft, loving smile.

Lila. He's never a bad guy, either. The truth is, he's the only one who can feel sorry for his opponent just by beating him up. I want you to forgive me and get along. "

"Ya"

"No!?

After all, the black one was a rafted lira.

What is so good that I have to see the fouta that openly shelters the beatrix? I don't understand.

And it's been too long.

Lila exhales and puts the laundry together and turns her heel back.

"I'll see you later."

"Ah, thank you - huh?

That's when I heard the knock.

For a while, Lila thought it was bad.

Futa replied "please" in a breathtaking manner.

Lila immediately covers her mouth with a cloth and starts cleaning the room. I am angry that I can only hide for this much.

And here we are.

"Master Huta. When I heard that the chamberlain was on the hospital bed, I came to see him."

"Oh, Mr. Bisied. Thank you."

"Never mind. How are you feeling?

"It settled down for a while, but... I don't know."

An armored knight with a cage of fruit in his hand.

Futa welcomes it as a matter of course.

Turning her back, Lila thought with a slap of nothing.

Oh, how long have these guys been so close?