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

"Why, Master...."

--Inside the royal castle, Futa's private room.

There was a girl groaning at the window with her hands blurry.

Huta, staring at her from behind, whispered like a prisoner princess in a deep window, smiled unexpectedly.

"I wonder what's going on here."

"Sa?

My familiar maid tilts her head.

At the same time, the second chamber of gold fluttered in the same way.

Please keep this guy today!!

It was this morning that I received a request.

It's not a nursery, but she heard from somewhere that she occasionally keeps Ruli and that she comes to visit frequently.

She asked what she would do, but Izna laughed funny.

I can't hide his words that it's safe to keep it with you, so keep the confusing motifs.

I didn't do anything particularly dangerous, just the word that I would come back in the evening, so I spent the day with the rare guests.

That's fine, but the problem is this air.

Once a minit, she sighs more accurately than the clock.

No matter what happens, Futa can't find a way to do it.

I don't remember her doing anything, but it was true that she was strangely antagonistic or rival.

"If you're free, have a little fun."

No, thank you.

"You can just stand there and do that."

No, thank you.

"Not even the old Izna story."

"... thank you. Master, I didn't seem to like Colosseum very much."

You're right.

It was a form of failure to attract attention.

"... my goodness. What should I do?"

Look next to me as you wish.

"... that?

There is only a maid blank in the place you should have been.

It was then that Huta scratched her head wondering when it had disappeared.

"Especially, you don't have to worry about it. Never mind."

"That being said... isn't it free?

If only Futa could tell you a little worried about the words she told you without looking back.

She shook her head loosely and told her to murmur.

"I'm used to it."

Jesus Christ, Izna's cold.

"Please withdraw"

Oh?

Looking back, I felt uncomfortable with the emotional expression.

If she blinked her eyes, she would turn away somehow uncomfortable.

"Please withdraw.... the Master is rather too emotional. - I didn't have enough words. Before I met the Master, I was used to the motorcycle."

Is that so? Well, he's so noisy.... "

……

The word "noisy" also seemed a little disturbing, although it was a mood that looked gently at me.

I also noticed Futa.

Izna said she "picked it up", but she didn't know anything about her origins.

"Can I ask you something before I meet Izna?

"As long as it does not conflict with the security code. I understand that Futa Pomodoro cares about her leisure time...."

At last, Motsuke turned around and touched his soft shortcut's gray hair with his own hand, causing his red eyes to bend with a little trouble.

"Motsuke's consciousness has surfaced on March 4, 2014 at 3: 23 minit and... 46 seconds before the computer. Since then, following orders - in violation of warning and security codes - I can't talk much, but I've been in one facility all my life. I was waiting in a pod until I got the order, so I'm used to it."

"... I see."

For a moment, the light disappeared from her eyes the moment she said "warning", and she was pressured for a moment by the spookiness of the doll talking.

Someone else is controlling me when I can't speak.

I don't really think Izna set this up, and Futa put her hand on her chin.

"How well does Izna know?

"It's the same as what I just told Fouta Pomodoro."

Really?

--I don't think I can tell Izna a little more about it.

"I don't know. Doesn't that affect your future life? It's like... something you can't talk about can be a disadvantage."

……

I've never thought about it before, and it's like I've rounded my eyes.

He slipped his gaze on the ceiling as he thought, and put his little arm together.

"Unknown. At the very least, it is unlikely that past information will have beneficial results for the present.... just"

"Just?"

"No, anything."

"Hmm? Well, if anything happens, tell Izna."

"... yes"

It was a while before I nodded.

It wasn't a denial or a conflict, it was like carving it into your chest and Futa exhales one breath.

I don't know about her, but Futa is feeling pretty emotional. Sometimes it's because he's Izna's partner, and sometimes it's because he's important to him.

If I had someone important to me, I would have been part of that sentiment.

I'll talk to you later.

"Yes"

"Isna is too hot, right?

"Yes, that's what I said."

"Then... shouldn't I be so depressed about this?

".................................................... haah..."

"Awesome sigh!!

It's already grand, like making a fool of it.

Recently, a young girl has been suffering from trauma.

"... Fouta Pomodoro. I'm disappointed in you."

"That much!?

"Not so much."

With so much shock, a big man is about to cry, but the wind blows everywhere.

However, I once again looked out the window and murmured so that I could express my thoughts.

"... the master certainly cares."

In retrospect, as much as possible, Izna was moving with a keen interest.

But...

"Motsuke doesn't want you to do that. I just want to help the master."

……

"You've thought the same thing before."

"... oh, that's why you said you were disappointed."

"Yes"

"... that's a little different."

……

It is a slightly relieved lid.

I don't want you to mind, I want to be useful.

I don't know how that feels, but I don't know. It's just...

"Certainly, there are times when I want to be useful. I wish I could help you with your dreams."

……

"But it's fragmentary, or just one of my thoughts."

"...?

She laughed at the surprise.

"I want you to be happy. I want you to laugh.... that's probably the best thing for me. To do that, I want to help you with your dreams. I want to be useful, and I want to support you."

"... is happiness?

"Eh... I wonder what that is."

"............ hah"

"Would you stop sighing!?

Happiness is everyone.

But if there's a smile that you can feel from someone you care about, without the back of your head. I'm sure it means happiness.

For example.

Mei-do!!

Somewhat, a wagon that rushed into the door with momentum.

Cool yet fragrant lunch to suit the cool season.

"I've just made it. Eat it.

"Thank you."

"Hear, hear, hear, hear."

"It's not a thrill, it's a thrill."

"Don't say that!

Pom pom, well beat on the shoulders, invited to the usual table.

Cooking arranged in a place used for reception and fruit juice poured into a chilled glass.

When I put it in my mouth, the taste of the raw citrus squeeze spread into my mouth.

……

"Is that good?

"... yes"

Good ~

Heya, the maid smiles.

The happy expression asks a lot of questions.

"... why"

Huh?

"Are you so happy?... does that sound like fun?"

Mei-do?

Tilt your neck.

Looking up at the fouta sitting next to him, he would just laugh bitterly.

She tells her honest thoughts, assuming there must have been something going on between the two of them.

I'm alive.

……

"This maid is dying.... so, did Hachi help you? Well then, if you can make something that I like, it would be nice."

"That's..."

That reminds me of a while ago.

She fell at the royal castle, which happened to be looking for Mirabelle, and Motsuke healed her with her own magic.

Though Futa's thanksgiving at that time was an unforgettable memory of victory, he was certainly satisfied with it and said nothing about what to do from Corona.

"Made to measure."

She murmurs as she stretches her feet on the sofa.

"I'm happy just to be alive now. I don't need anything else. So... thank you."

"... happiness"

Ssssshh

As Corona raised her face with her gaze at the thought-provoking motif, there was a man staring at her with a soft smile.

Next to the sofa.

As he looked up high, Corona smiled slightly.

The distance is quite short, and I think the front is hot.

Happiness is what Izna needs.

I wonder if I can help myself with that.

I can do it.

Fouta's dialogues, like reading thoughts.

As he raised his face as if he had been played, he continued.

"I did my best."

I didn't actually read it.

However, this man is sensitive to feelings of helplessness.

Futa is proud to have been unemployed.

We will continue to strive to do what we can even do when we are unemployed.

Although I don't know the "profession" of motsuke.

"You can do it."

…………

Round those red eyes.

Trying to work hard, trying to nod.

I shook my neck.

"I was almost impressed by Futa Pomodoro."

"No way!?

"No.... ahh, that's right."

That's where I remembered the thrill.

Why do you stand against the man in front of you?

I realize that, and how to find Izna's happiness.

"Winning against you is the supreme proposition."