Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"... Huh?

The clear awakening was about the time the morning sun descended brightly from the window.

A blurry view of the bright room.

Until just now, I felt it was dark... is it because of what happened on the way?

So you dreamed of being stroked in the head? Did someone even say "good night"? I've never dreamed of that before and...

Unexpectedly touch your own lips with your fingertips.

I feel too strong to touch myself as I glance, and I don't know if it's the same thing I felt in my dreams. No, it felt the same way?

But why lips?

No way, am I kissing someone... or something?

That's where I get upset.

"Oh no suspicious!?

'Cause my room, Mr. Maya or something, was in and out because of the heat, and I wouldn't have locked it. Was he a suspicious person?

But even though it's a building right around the corner with Mr. and Mrs. Borderline's room and stuff, there's no way we can get anywhere near night.

But right after the triumph, the castle is noisy. Even though the people under the castle have already returned to the town, it does not necessarily mean that there are no unpleasant people left sneaking around. I can't even tell you that nobody sneaks into the Lords' Hall trying to steal.

But there is a watchman in front of the building. Even Reggie stays in the hall, so there's one of his escort knights. Can you snub in so we can't find him? Instead someone in there......

"No, no, wait a minute. Myself. Don't doubt your body."

I accidentally put a penetration into myself.

In the first place, was that a kiss? Much of the reasoning should also be affected by just changing there. Maybe my hand just slipped, not a kiss.

"My hand just slipped...... could it really be?

Honestly, I have no previous life or experience at all, so I also don't know if that feels like a kiss. I'd rather not feel the same way I touched you with my fingers.

So all you have to do is come and see how I am with the fever and guess just the person who strokes his head and goes home.

Mrs. Beatrice, Reggie, Mya, Clara......

"But like your voice was a man's person? If so, Master Vain or something. Alan isn't... coming, is he? Mr. Cain would be worried to come and see how things are going."

But that's about all I can think of is someone who strokes my head and says "good night".

While wondering who it might be, the silver hair of the most 'likely' person can't help but glimpse the back of his brain. But if anyone ever made fun of me and revealed what they wanted to hide was the person in question... it's hard to imagine I just got my hands on it.

But if it was' yes', why would I think...

I know because we're human beings who had to protect themselves.

If Reggie did that, if I woke up. Whether I accept it or reject it, I, I can't afford to spend it as if absolutely nothing had happened.

In other words, it is not long before Luain occupies the king's capital. If the queen proclaims the throne, he will have to fight ready to abandon himself. Because more than Reggie, the clean prince, is alive, he has to be the flag and fight, not Alan.

Even so, would you put a man who could determine the trend of the battle, me, in a state where he could not remain calm even for a moment?

So, someone else...?

But I can't think of a reason why anyone else would do that to me.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh, yeah, if you ask your master... is that it?

I can't see the master sitting next to the water drain on the table by the bedside.

What is this? Now the spousal disappearance mystery?

"Master, where are you?

"Not here, not here."

The reply came right back. I wake up on the bunk trying to find out where I heard my voice. Huh, looks like he's still a little high on fever. I tease a little.

But that's about it, I didn't see the master.

I can't help it, so I get off the bed and get up. My legs flutter, but it's not like I can't walk.

That's how I found a vine-knitted basket on the couch across the table where the water drain was placed.

There in earthly. Besides, it even had a pillow set on a cloth and blanket made exactly that size.

I accidentally rubbed my eyes. Then I can't stand the twitching and squirming laughter, and I laugh puffy.

"What. Why are you laughing so hard?"

"Ya, hey master...... uhhhhhhhh. You know, sleeping on your doll's bet, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh."

"Damn... I'm very uncomfortable with this situation!

"Who the hell did such a cute thing?

"I've been in your care, not a samurai named Maya.... Ku"

Master Horace raises the name of the killer in remorse.

"Uh, is that Mr. Maya"

Sure enough, that guy is the daughter of a cloth dealer. I also hear you are good at sewing. Must have made it while I was away from the castle and waited...... uhhhhhhhhh.

"That's right. By the way, Master, while I was asleep, did anyone else enter or leave this room besides Mr. Maya?

The Master is not alive as a human, although his soul is the one that connects him to the spot. I don't even need sleep.... That's why I can't wait for your doll bed to be funny.

Master Horace, who was asked, replied in a way that seemed to rip his neck off.

"Ha, for I sink into abyss thoughts, too. I'm not looking at everything. It's just... right. When the prince came and laughed at my appearance, he praised without a soul, and ignored my protest, because the lady was expecting an opinion with a full smile. And then you said Cain, who was your escort. Did he come with another maid, a servant of old age, and the lord and his wife?"

Yeah...... too many.

But somehow I could guess why I woke up.

It's not just because I was stroked in the head. This. Even though I slept for hours, I guess I was sleeping shallower in the middle of the night, and all kinds of people walked in and out, and I guess I almost woke up talking while I was there.

Even Maya, who was taking care of me, would have needed a break, and that's why besides the people who seem to have come to visit, there must have been servant aunts in and out.

One of them stroked his head.

From the master's mouthfeel, it looks like Maya was present at Reggie's time, and the others wouldn't have had the crevices to snooze in.

In the first place, it was impossible to sneak in because there was a master.

But I was a little relieved. I'm not a suspicious person, because the conclusion is that this happened to hit my fingertips or something, but it got thicker.

When I was relieved, my throat was getting dry.

If I pour the water in the water into the glass and drink it, I'll be hungry this time.

I guess I'll go get something because it's just a little bit more than waiting for Mr. Maya.

I'm starting to get a little less fluttered as I stand, and I guess the Myers let me get dressed, wearing a thin blue gown from the top of my bedroom, leaving the room.

At that time, the blur and the master were crushing.

"... at all. I don't understand what young people think these days."