Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"But if the carriage passes enough to make it hard to get through, I guess that means there's more thunder and grass."

Alan agrees with Reggie as she looks out the window.

"I guess so. Is it the Viscount Beltran family that is ruling the territory here? I don't know if you've taken any measures."

"If nobles don't come through, it's hard to clean it, isn't it?

"It's hard for us to talk to each other."

"Must be."

I see. Thundergrass isn't a crusade, it's cleaning.

I sat right next to Reggie listening to the conversation between two people who smelled subtly political.

When the unexpected happened, it was decided that if I was in the carriage, I would roll off again, and I was unanimously allowed to board Alan O'Boy's carriage, including the knights of the escort.

... Something like a kid who can't even ride hard, I'm so sorry.

Unpitifully depressed, I am also eventually intrigued by the view out the window.

Anyway, the landscape you were looking at in the context of the overlooking view and animation of the game screen is spreading to reality.

He said it was a deep forest, but it just doesn't look like a beautifully painted painting as it is. The dead leaves are drooling or the ground is falling down as well.

Isn't it Squirrel who showed up there for a bit and ran away?

Oh, you're real...... and I felt smudged.

This forest, by the way. If he chooses a good option when he wants to pass on the progress of the game, Alan gets the help of Princess Tsu in the game.

Alan is far from the age at which Princess Tsu wants to be loved, but Princess Tsu, who has ties to the royal family, works with the royal family.

... but they demand that you bring a certain substitute and there is a battle to be cleared for it.

Also, actually, even if Princess Tsu doesn't join us, the game can be cleared. Try to level up a little and you'll be fine.

I have heard that many people will complete Princess Tsu's event by removing it and completing it, while missing the incentive to go to that event.

I was blurry and thinking about the game, trying to follow beyond its gaze as the knight who was beside the carriage looked back.

Apparently, someone's here.

The carriage stopped, so Reggie and the others noticed something strange.

"What?"

Alan frowning.

"I think someone stopped me."

When I say it, that look makes me feel worse.

"Did you stop our carriage?

Alan then raises the seat on the front side of the carriage and explores its bottom plate, which is either hollow or hollow to make it into a luggage compartment.

I immediately searched for the handle and lifted the bottom plate. Of course what you see over there is the ground.

"In case. You and Reggie get out of there. Stay hidden in the woods."

"Pick me up later"

Reggie says softly, like a cat. Then he goes down to the ground under the carriage.

I don't know what it is, but it sounds like an emergency, so I followed it, too.

I crouched on the ground before realizing that I could almost see Drawers in Reggie again if I accidentally did.

Reggie at the time didn't give this one a glimpse because he wanted to see what was going on outside, keeping his posture low and diving under the carriage.

Relaxed I lined up with Reggie.

Under the carriage it was narrow and almost crawling, but I can see the feet and horse legs of the guard knights outside. And I heard the conversation.

"So I was hoping that the missing lady would be protected..."

"If you protected me, I'm running news home. Are you suspicious that you're telling me you're not here and you still want me to check on you?

The tone of Mr. Wentworth's suppressed but slightly angry tone seems to have hinted at him too.

"No! I just heard that Uncle Borderline's son left school on the same day, and I was wondering if you had noticed anything."

"You can't annoy Master Alan. Besides, we picked you up. If there's any anomaly, we'll notice it."

"But you haven't seen the campus, have you? I'm in real trouble. He could be the bride of Viscount Claudius, a relative of the queen. I'm already ready for the ceremony."

I am relieved by the words of the opponent, who, whilst grumpy, has been making me firmly include threats and complaints.

I'm telling you, if anything offends the Queen's relatives, I don't know what's in your territory.

"If that's what you mean, my Evrard Border House is a relative of the king?

Mr. Wentworth hasn't lost either.

That's right. Alan's house, or his mother, Mrs. Borderline, is the king's sister, so Alan has the right to inherit the throne.

The Evrard family is better off, but the queen is the opponent. You won't have any trouble after the competition.

I wondered what you were going to do, and that's when Alan looked out of the carriage. There was a sound of the carriage door opening.

"Hey Wentworth. What the hell happened? Why 'd you stop the carriage?

"Yes, I suspect that someone under the command of Count Patriciere may have taken our young lady out."

"What is that? You're suspicious of me, so I guess you're prepared and you've got a good reason for it.

In a tone that can be described as Alan's grandeur, Count Patriciere's subordination is not frightening.

"No, I'm never suspicious. However, I was wondering if you might be taking me without knowing that, so I was wondering if I could take a look inside the carriage..."

As I was listening, Reggie pulled the hem of my clothes a little bit.

If you think of anything, there are knights who are inviting you to peek under the carriage. By the knight on the woods side will apparently be the opposite of Count Patriciere's subordination.

Me and Reggie, who crawled out of the woods carefully so as not to make a sound, are instructed at their fingertips to hurry into the woods.

Seems like he wants you to hide yourself temporarily.

Count Patriciere's subordination is apparently glancing into the carriage. Seeing it, me and Reggie moved into the woods and hid by the bushes for a moment.

Crouching, relieved that he was able to hide himself safely, a little static ran at his fingertips.

If you look under your right hand, you're just about to snag your roots yourself, a strain of little thundergrass.

I accidentally grabbed the thundergrass and threw it far away, trying to walk out after work.

Sorry. Looks like the fact that I fell off the carriage and then got chased around by Thundergrass was so traumatic that I wanted to get rid of it from near me as soon as possible.

As Reggie opened her eyes, Thundergrass drew a beautiful parabola - falling across the carriage.

Bees.

The fallen thundergrass seemed to react with sparks scattered as angry and the thundergrass on the side that was quiet.

Horses make a fuss again about a situation where suddenly the spark starts to scatter.

The nagging overlapped, and those who were riding horses that stood on poles were in a hurry, and the carriage ran out.

"Hiaaaaah!

There was a scream from the carriage, but it wasn't Alan's voice... so I think it's okay.

And when the carriage that ran out at great speed and the knights that chased it, the horse that seemed to be under Count Patriciere's without a rider, fled somewhere, all that was left was the frightened horse without a rider and Mr. Wentworth, who evacuated to the side of the woods.

When Mr. Wentworth quickly rides his horse into the woods, he calls out in a voice that is not too loud.

"Master Reggie, are you there?

"I'm here, Wentworth."

Seeing Reggie up, Mr. Wentworth said as relieved.

"I'm sorry, but please proceed to the outer edge of the forest for a while. I'll leave my sword here. We'll drop in to pick up someone else after we calm the carriage down early. Until then, don't go outside the woods."

"I know. You're talking to them, and they'll be suspicious as soon as you lack them because they're small. [M] Be careful not to be distracted by the Count's subordination."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Wentworth leaves as soon as he puts the sword he was putting on his horse on the spot. Reggie immediately went to pick up the sword and fastened it with fittings attached to the sheath at her waistband.

"How come Reggie stays, too?

I was wondering.

Guys, Alan takes care of Reggie, too. Yet they leave without a guard.

Reggie, who came back to me, replied with a grin.

"I'm stronger than you are. It wouldn't be sneaky to leave one girl alone, would it?

…………

Honestly, I don't think that's the answer.

'Cause you just left me, and there shouldn't be any particular problem. It's occassional to be so generous with someone who wants to hire you as a civilian, not as a noble warrant lady.

But you hid something about me earlier, didn't you? Maybe that was to avoid trouble, but it was also weird to think that Reggie let him out of the carriage at that time.

If I have the appearance to have a love drug effect or something rare, I still can't believe you did it for me.

Then is there a reason Reggie doesn't want to be seen by other humans either?

I look at Reggie's face unexpectedly.

At school, I saw him go after Alan. So if you're dealing with a child, I guess you won't have to hide it that way. But what if you're wary of adults serving nobility?

Church schools are not obligatory places to go.

Sometimes they put in nobles who want to make connections or to let their children find someone to marry. Because there are coeducational classes, even if it's just a little bit.

Nobles who don't need it, they don't let them through.

Could Reggie...

"... hih!

All of a sudden Reggie covered my eyes with her hands, and all my thoughts swept away.

"What's wrong with the blur? If you stay in the same place too long, the beast comes by. Shall we?"

Reggie, who surprised me, let go of her palm gently and now grabs my wrist and walks out into the woods.

The feel of my bare hands touched my wrist loosely, making me strangely nervous.

This isn't the first time I've been grabbed by a hand. Reggie grabbed my hand and hung me up even when I fell off the bed.

It's just that I was suddenly touched in the face, which made me weirdly conscious.

So, but you don't fool me, so keep your mind tight.

Maybe Reggie deliberately surprised me because she thought I was going to notice that I didn't want to be pryed because I was staring at him.

But I'm already convinced in me, so I won't forget it to a surprise.

... maybe Reggie is a nobleman.

Besides, the samurai is not true. From the surroundings and Alan's correspondence, he must now just be spoiled for the 'role of a squire'.