The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

Lucas sighed as he crushed the report he had written along the way.

The amount of paper that has been wronged shall exceed ten.

He put his hand in his glossy hair and sneezed and scratched it.

I don't say that I don't like the job of going to my desk, but I don't like it.

(In addition, if the contents are arranged so as not to give a gap to enter on the brother-in-law.....)

It was Lucas who decided to have a quick conversation with Felix about Elma's treatment.

But that doesn't mean you're going to bump into it with your whole hips.

We must be able to distinguish between information that the other person might be interested in and information that is not, and hide the useful information as a trump card so that we can take ownership of the discussion.

To do this, we must carefully write this report, which will be delivered as soon as possible before the Lukas and their crew return home.

When Lucas exhaled a short sigh, he threw the pen into the ink pot again.

and then,

"Excuse me."

Along with a faint voice, the sound of a good knock resounded.

It's Elma.

She pulled in a silver wagon as Lucas gave her permission to enter the room.

Apparently, they will prepare tea.

"As soon as His Highness took off his glasses, he upgraded the room where I could send them."

"Technically, it wasn't the presence or absence of glasses that affected the room's grade, but the identity of King Rouden's brother."

Lucas can take a hint of tea and rest his hand with a pen.

The brain wanted to rest.

Half a day in the cathedral near Mount Cermonti, Elma stopped Chelsea's conspiracy while her crust fluctuated.

Lucas, who had to find out who he was on the way, turned around from the office stuffing until then, and sent me a room for you, where he was being followed by various post-processing.

Discuss the treatment of Chelsea, the operation of the chalice, and elicit Aurelia's apology as the sole delegate on the Rouden side.

On the other hand, he was busy making arrangements for the restoration work that Elma had destroyed - surprisingly, Elma stayed here for about three days and helped repair the land and all the buildings.

So now that the evening is long overdue, I am worried about preparing a report for my brother-in-law Felix.

Elma tended to hesitate to turn her back on the chair and rub her eyes against Lucas.

"Um... If you can't write, can I ask Chloe's mother for advice? As Chloe taught me earlier, your mother has been working in the writing industry for a long time."

"Writing?

"Yes, he continued to write a work characterized by a half-life of sight, an unexpectedly impressive sentence, and a dramatic unfolding of sight even when his eyes were closed."

"... that's the touch I heard somewhere."

I use my head too much and my thoughts are blurry.

While listening to Elma's reluctant offer, Lucas waved his hand.

"I appreciate that, but I don't need the cooperation of others in preparing the report. I don't need your handwriting, either. The ink pot behind the teapot is hidden, so please keep it."

He was also aware of the existence of stationery that had been subtly brought into the room.

Without straining, Elma dropped her shoulders slightly, saying, "Yes..."

"I apologize for the inconvenience caused by my unusual rescue request...."

Yes, it is.

After seeing Lucas busily killed after what she had caused, she apparently realized that "it is not normal to fluctuate the terrain to escape."

The promise made with Irene remains unfulfilled because "cleaning up" has not been completed at all.

"Your Highness even followed me to the point of disagreement with Irene, but when you came with me, I was just bothering you....."

Still, it seems he was informed that Lucas' advice was behind the fact that he was able to "reconcile" with Irene.

From Elma, who stood to shrink her tiny body even further, Lucas received the cup with a bitter smile.

"Never mind. Besides, the role I was given was to follow you, and in the first place, a boss was like being there to wipe your people's asses."

…………

Slightly shrugging her shoulders, Elma shrinks more and more without standing.

"Your Majesty's mercy and forgiveness... seem rather to end in self-blame..."

Lucas laughed at me because I said it in a tone that seemed too irrational.

It is also unusual for a girl who is flying in all directions and is strangely taunted to feel so terrified.

While it contains warm tea, the circulation of blood all over your body gets better.

His recovered energy stimulated his playfulness.

"... what if I said I'm not just tolerant?

Huh?

Lift her face up like Elma was confused.

Lucas stood up with the cup down and took a step closer to her.

"Neither you nor Irene will tell me that I have difficulty, but I am not going to reach out or run for salvation to anyone."

One more step.

Soon, it was within reach of the opponent's eyeglass shingle.

"Um...."

"Would you stop buying it? It is Elma who is immersed in administrative work that I do not like and who is trying to confront the enemy directly without appearance. Because it's for you."

Running away.

Lucas decided to seal up his stunts and stupidly hit a waiting situation.

If so, you should take that stance against this girl.

After removing his glasses from the stiff opponent and admitting that his dawn eyes were open, Lucas smiled with satisfaction.

"Shall I say it again in such a way that you understand?

Reach out gently to your cheeks.

Keep your lips close to your ears, as if you were saying goodbye.

"When I see you depressed, my ventricular blood flow is stagnant. When I see it being used, there are wrinkles between my eyebrows.... imagine your smile and your brain will activate."

Will she breathe?

I wonder if he's going to push his arm back into Lucas's chest as he approaches.

If that's the case, that's fine.

She should also be somewhat alert and nervous about a man named herself.

Lucas maliciously raised the edge of his lips and whispered softly.

You know what I mean? I mean, I-- "

"I understand."

But it was unexpectedly and forcefully contracted, and Lucas became unexpectedly rigid.

"... what?

"Your Majesty's feelings, this Elma, I took them very seriously."

Instead of being shaken off, your hands on your cheeks are being squeezed from above.

Your eyes are sparkling. Smooth cheeks are airy.

However, there is no color of illumination or shame.

Such intimate manners.

However, she didn't see it at all, as she understood that the opposite sex was about to give her favors right now.

That should be it.

"Thoughts enough to control blood flow and activate the frontal lobe region. I can't believe that His Highness had such a deep friendship... this is an unexpected joy, and I feel like I'm rising to heaven."

"What!?

She was treating it as "friendship."

Lucas was stunned.

"No, you....! Hold on, now is the time to read my facial expression! Come on!"

"Are you sure?... oh, your pupils are slightly open, your pulse is fast, and your breathing is shallow. Well, that's a clear sign of physical excitement and favor. Strong preference... perhaps as friendly as if I were pointing towards Irene. It's an honor."

Elma's distance from Lucas is unprecedented, and she has a truly honest and innocent smile.

I even pressed my cheeks against the gripped hand of Lucas to sweeten it.

Full width trust is in place.

As a friend.

Lucas waved Elma's hand with momentum.

"I'm not Irene! Can you not apply homosexual feelings to me!?

"Indeed, there is an opening between His Highness and me that can be called triple hardship: gender difference, identity difference, age difference. But..."

For some reason, Elma smiled strangely grandly and stretched her chest.

If you can add a sound effect, say, "Dang! If you want to add a line, say," Leave it to me! It was a trick that was overwhelming.

"If you want to get friendship with His Highness, let's blow this Elma, these obstacles and other dust away."

"Don't blow it off!? Especially the sex difference!"

Lucas shook Elma's shoulders.

The hand that was supposed to be rolled out at the speed it deserved, but it was twitched.

"Oops. But please don't touch me too much from His Highness. I'm immature enough to get through the obstacles, so sometimes my heart beats strangely fast."

The unexpected addition stopped Lucas from moving.

"... eh?

Earlier than understanding the meaning of words, Elma quickly put on her glasses again.

The bare face that was hidden.

However, his eyes, which appeared just before he was covered in innocent glass, were moisturized more than usual, and his cheeks were more cheerful than usual.

"Hey... wait..."

Lucas stretched out his arm and cut the sky again.

At the next moment, Elma was already at the door.

"Don't be afraid to fail," said His Highness, engraved in my chest. In addition, we are committed to getting the right experience and overcoming this heart rhythm disorder everywhere. I'll see you soon. "

"Hey!?

Speaking in an impatient tone, Elma quickly left the room.

Later, Lucas left his hips halfway up.

…………

Don't touch it.

Without going beyond the sex difference, your heart beats faster...?

Cover your mouth with one hand unconsciously.

"... hey"

Keep it in mind and let them expect it.

Running away in anticipation.

What a girl.

"What, take a moment... to prepare for my favorite? In general, the right experience everywhere..."

Appropriate experience.

At last, Lucas faded.

What is the right experience to do without worrying about gender differences?

"Oh, hey...!

Beyond the door, a wobbly voice of a man thought to be a passer-by shouted out in support of his concern.

"Ki... nh, you cumming...!?

"Uhiaaaaaaaa ♡"

To scream, Lucas slammed the door and jumped out sooner than he could hear the shouting of emotion and excitement.

"Wait!...... hey, you big idiot! Stop that annoying behavior immediately!!

It was only for a moment that I admired the sight that was unfolding in front of me and took a breath.

At the corner of Aurelia, where it was late at night, the screams echoed loudly.