The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

Returner Martial Arts Store, the part of the store is narrow, and it feels like weapons and protective equipment everywhere are arranged in clutter.

Down the stairs to the basement, six doors lined up.

The hallway is reinforced by a wooden frame on the dirt wall, and the lantern hangs and is quite bright.

The room has one armory, one conference room, and four rooms.

I was put through one of them, a room lined with beds and groceries to let me use this place.

You'll be tired, so I'll tell you more later.

My slave daughter was given another guest room, too, but for some reason she doesn't want to leave me.

Why are they so nostalgic?

"Well, I'll bring you dinner later."

"Thank you, Mr. Joana"

"... Mm-hmm, Mr. Joana is tough, and say hello at the call"

"All right, then, in Joana"

Happy with the change of call, Joana, it wasn't, Joana left my room behind.

Suggestions for a renunciation, intimacy, I wonder.

... but we're not going to get along.

I'm not willing to get along with anyone more than I need to.

'Cause if you get along and you lose it, it's hard.

I don't want to think that anymore.

That's why I decided not to make a special.

Well, Joana left, and it was me and this slave girl who doesn't even know her name.

"You, what's your name?

Girls forever, slave daughters, then it's a lot of inconvenience.

But besides not being able to speak, slaves can't even write, can they?

Oh, I'm a bad writer, too, but Grandpa Kenny taught me to read and write myself perfectly.

"... eh"

It was on the table in the room, feather pen and parchment.

Attracting it, how dare this kid start writing slutty.

Oh, no, you're better at writing than I am!?

"... be, a, t. This, your name?

"... Huh!

Nodded cocklessly.

This is how the name is found out.

And more questions arise than names.

"Um, how can you write?

In this world, there is never a large percentage of people who can read and write.

I can read roughly one in two, but I can't write.

Not to mention the fact that slaves cannot read or write.

"Maybe you, something wacky?

"... Huh!

While shaking his face left and right,

"I'm just one of them."

And he wrote it in a very beautiful letter.

"... no, but I do."

"Because it is a rare dressing to write, Karon broke me. That's all. '

That's what they want to do.

Ma, look.

I decided not to get deeply involved with anyone.

I can't help but hear so much about Beato.

"... fine, so. If you don't want to talk, you don't have to."

Kind of cold, I guess.

You don't even know why this kid is strangely nostalgic.

I don't want you to get too deeply involved with me......

"I'm Killier Minaret. Nice to meet you, Beat."

"... Huh!

I gave him my name in return, and he laughed with great pleasure.

I have no idea why they miss me so much.

"Hmm?"

That, I started writing something with Sarah again.

'So, don't you want to? There's plenty of them. "

Oh, I didn't realize.

Two arms slashed by the knight earlier, the blood hasn't stopped yet.

I don't know because I got hit so hard.

Maybe I'm blunt in pain.

"I'll have them treated later. Even so, my whole body is scratched. This is the maiden of my age."

They gave me first aid at the liquor store, but I haven't completely healed that shoulder stabbed in the battle with the platoon captain or his slashed leg.

It's not healing magic, so you can't do that all the time.

If we keep getting more scratches like this, we might not be able to fight properly.

That's troublesome.

"I'll get back to you."

"Beat did? Are you curing me? … I'll just accept your feelings."

My words made me muck for some reason.

No. I don't care what you think. You don't seem to have any treatment skills or anything.

She mostly reaches for my wounds.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

"... Huh!

From Beat's palm, a blue light emitted.

A pale glow envelops my wound and clogs all over me.

This is...

"Healing magic......?

Definitely, healing magic.

Can you even use magic, this kid?

Magic, which requires a gift that can capture magic into your body and a brain that memorizes the magic routine all round.

I used it, calling myself just a slave.

"... surprised. But thank you very much."

"... eh"

When I thanked him, he put on a very good smile.

Run a salad brush again.

'I will also rehabilitate other injuries. Please soak up the calf'

"Uh, yeah. Then I guess I'll do you a favor."

If the injury heals, it will help.

I'm a little surprised, 'cause I'm not interested in this kid's qualities.

Well, just healing magic makes my damage all the faster.

When I put my clothes back on, Joana just brought me dinner.

For two, as a matter of course, I thought it might be for three.

"Your sister wants to eat with me.... don't look so bad."

"You didn't? Because you're welcome."

Shit, he seemed a little grumpy and in his face.

The three of us surround the table for dinner time.

Ever since dinner yesterday, you eat decent food.

... Yesterday, huh?

Sounds like a long time ago.

Well, the rice that came out......

"... Snow Rabbit's, it's fried"

"Oh? Did you hate it?

"I like it, I do. Yeah, I like it..."

I remember that night, a warm time, and my eyes get really hot.

I'll never come back, that time.

Shit, I'm gonna cry.

I'm going to cry, but if I cry here...

"Do you remember anything?

"--Huh!"

"It's okay, if it's hard --"

"It's not hard! I'll have it!"

Tears forced me into it.

Yes, the tears will fall on you until you kill King Burtoghu.

Now it's time to eat a lot and build up your energy and strength.

Stab the meat with a fork and cheek it up funny.

Yeah, juicy that gravy just did.

I stuffed it in Bakubaku's stomach with a tender taste.

"... Huh!...... Huh!!

Same momentum, eating Beat like he's devouring.

I wonder if you were hungry, that body.

Bones, skinny.

I guess I didn't even get a satisfactory meal.

At the end of the meal, Joana turns off the conversation.

I thought it might be an explanation for the resistance.

"Beat, that's fine, isn't it? This kid needs to make sure he's clean."

For some reason, it was Beat rigging that started.

The difficult story apparently comes directly from Mr Barge tomorrow.

Joana's new here, so she doesn't know much about it.

"Polish it and it'll glow, this girl. I guarantee it."

"... Huh?

"Yeah, well, brush it on your own. I want to go to bed now...... You haven't slept since midnight yesterday."

Once you've filled your stomach, you'll be drowsy next.

I don't hesitate to see Joana say anything to me.

"Get in the conversation for a little while... Ha, you have no choice. Pyjamas, use them freely because they're in the closet there. Beat, let's go with your sister."

"... Huh! …………………!

Beat, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

In a room where the two are gone and quiet, I change into my pajamas and fall into bed.

Ha, it was a long time.

I can finally rest my body.

To my heart, I won't rest.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I traveled to the world of my dreams.

○ ○ ○

Sister, stay with Claire. Yo!

"You're already a sweetheart. Fine, come on."

Yay!

Uh, hey, your sister's bed.

Smells like your sister!

"You're going to bed now, you don't have to do much."

'Cause I'm with your sister!

"Here, if your futon is a bummer......, Claire? What's the matter with you? Claire?"

…………

Until just now, I'm starting to get confused.

So do a lot of tricks and find this one.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!

I jumped out of bed.

Sweat all over your body, along with screaming.

"Ha... ha..."

My fingertips tremble.

It's a dream, it's just a dream now, even if I know it, I can't stop crying.

……

And someone pulled me by the pyjamas.

It's dark and invisible, but who's next door?

"So, who...?

I can't turn my head.

It still feels fluffy, like I'm half asleep.

I was pulled as-is, hugged.

Warm, nice smell.

I also feel a little boned and stiff.

Keep it up, I'll be back in my dreams.

Now until morning, never wake up.

And the next morning, I woke up and found out that Beato hugged me and I was asleep.

No, 'cause you don't realize.

This is my room, and it smelled good and it didn't stink at all.

Did Joana bathe you?

I see, was it?