Villager A Wants to Save the Villainess no Matter What!

The next day, I got a fever and couldn't get up.

"At this important time, why do I have to do this?"

Saifa, who was singing Etrangle on the pillow, slipped her neck to the side.

"Three days ago, I just got killed, and Daesel went too far." It's just right, so it's easy. "

But...

"We have to give up some of the people who died because of Kaina, Desel. Remember, if Deselle gets killed by Keina, there will be more casualties."

If Kyona kills me, there will be more casualties--?

In the words of Cyfa, I noticed something very important.

I haven't finished restoring the people who have been turned into monsters by the magic of Neptune.

I'm sure Kyona won't restore it to its original state for as long as it takes.

Originally, in this scenario, it was also the role of Désir, and Kyona is not a personality that realizes that very much.

If I die before I finish Dézél's role, a lot of people will be left monstrous and unable to get back.

If you don't hurry, the number of disaster victims will increase, but considering that Kyona might kill you, should we give priority to restoring the people who were made into monsters?

"Dézel, you have a difficult face. I mean, that's why I want to say relax and take it easy for today."

"Saifa-sama..."

Etrange, let's give it up for Mom.

Huh?

Etrange, do you understand, don't you understand, just like you're motivated to say, "Ahhh!" I replied to Sipha.

It's cute enough to be dizzy, but Cyfa!?

"Ahh!"

Sipha, who pulled out my negligee's waistband, took my wrists and tied them to the bed.

What are you doing?

What are you doing!?

"Etrange, it's time for milk." Look for it yourself. "

Ahhh!

”Kiiii”

[Illustration] Basket

Etrange, who was dropped on top of me, with a cute little hand, tries to find Negrije.

Damn, it tickles.

As soon as Psypha starts, I can think of something that will make me happy.

Saifa's gentle smile didn't go unnoticed.

While helping Etrange, who can't handle the negligee, Cypher gently slipped her fingertips on my skin, on purpose.

I'm ashamed of my sweet voice.

After safely finding milk and filling my stomach with Etrange with dark magic (the darkness is the master of peace, so it's convenient to put the child to bed), Cyfa gave me a relentless surrender while I lay down with a fever.

I don't know what it is.

Am I the one who can't take it easy?

So, it would be troublesome to tie it up with a string and politely (hopefully) make it feel like the fever is rising.

But...

That's strange.

My heart was very relaxed and filled, and I slept well that night.

Then I got a fever the next morning.

Sipha is very good at making my heart comfortable.

It makes me feel so gentle, so comfortable, so happy.

There were a lot of things I had to think about.

However, on that day, it was only about Sipha, and slowly, my heart was relieved.