five days ago.

Jarrah... Jarrah...

"Huh? A pigeon already... why? It's only been two days. Why did you use urgent means of communication earlier?

A man returns it in a sober tone.

A pigeon for the express came back from a country two days away in a royal carriage. Probably released a few hours ago, too. The pigeon with one report tied to his leg rang small, as he replied to the man's voice.

"Damn it, come on... no way. I guess I put it out for a reason, huh? If I did, I'd kill you... hmm?

The man opens a report detached from the dove in a harsh tone. Pilari, and the paper was opened, and the man sighed deeply.

When the men around him spoke to spy on the mood, the man let go on the spot to throw the report away abusively.

"Ugh...

The men rush to pick up the released paper. He spread the wrinkled paper as it was, complaining about its contents.

This made me lurk my voice to avoid damaging the mood of the man, even though I said no.

"Ahhh... I thought you could relax gracefully for about a month now... an extra cliché.

Ugh. And as he zeroed again, the man woke himself up from the couch where he was sinking. As he stretched wide as he was, he kicked the men in front of him in mild condition.

"Ha! Well, you guys just got home early and I know it's a tatter, but I've decided to leave ~! Go back to that country!

Come on, get out of the carriage. Blunt Moon, kick him like he's chasing some confused men, and he walks out.

"It's okay, I'll follow you this time.... I'm in trouble if they do anything extra, right?

Repeatedly, the man orders the men around him to be polite. I walked easy on myself, knocked down everything that caught on my leg, and kicked it off.

"Ah yes, a letter before that. Hurry up and get the letter ready. Damn it. Come on, I just sent out a creepy letter before.

Get ready so you can get the carriage out as soon as you get it out, and he walks quietly by himself, letting the guys around him walk right and left with just his fingertips and voice.

"Ugh, I'm getting busy.

With that said, his mouth was creeping up to make the men rush busily.

"Honey, that's such a convenient way to get around. Come on. This is why I don't like all the idiots.

My merchandise was better. He grinned, "Well, good," not to anyone, and looked out the window.

"Ma, this sucks. This brings me one step closer to Freesia's merchandise shelf.

Laughing cheerfully like a child, he heard that the writ was ready and did not hesitate to open his mouth again. His eyes were full of madness as he spoke of the contents of the letter.

And finally. After confirming that he had finished the writ, the man finally headed out of the room to the carriage when he ordered the messenger to rush it.

"Ah. He really wanted to enjoy it for the last time. … is this interesting?

See? I laughed at the delivery for the first time.

Have fun, let that voice jump.