Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

I guess he also accidentally ran his mouth. Ah, so restrain your mouth, then look around left and right, and look at me again.

The year would be better than Mr. Cain's. The reddish tea hair was slightly longer and the gray eyes somehow floated a confusing color.

Good physique. You look like the type that's not weird when you're waving your sword around. He's like a young man in a war thing in a previous life called a European and American film.

But I'm not from our army because I'm not wearing a Falgia blue cape. If you're from the town of Cassia, you don't know me yet. That means

"Are you a merchant following the army?

Moving the army means a massive crowd of people. That is, for a merchant, it's like having a customer for one city.

For this reason, apart from the people hired by the military by the service blacksmiths, the merchants also follow the carriage.

And following you to the battlefield often means that you can use some sword or hire an escort for when you get caught up in it.

"Oh, the... well, you know what?

I also had a bad tooth cut in my reply.

"You really... are you a magician?

As he approached me and asked me in a whisper, I knew he looked in trouble.

I've seen my face somewhere, but I guess it was hard to believe it, because I was sitting alone in a fit like a town girl, to say the least.

I wasn't sure how to answer, but I decided to be honest.

If you know you're a magician, you should be wary of me, even if you're someone trying to do something dark behind you. Because you don't know when or in what way you'll be fighting back at me.

"Yes, I am."

When he nods, he gets a stunned look.

"There was up there..." it sounded like it was crushing, but who the hell did it compare to?

"Can a rare sorcerer be alone here?

Refreshed his mind, he probably wants to avoid finding out around that I'm a mage. Sit back in the box next to me and ask me in a whisper.

... I accidentally sat back away for two fists.

Did you hurt yourself a little, the young man stares into the open space with a stunned look on his face.

I wonder what it is. I wonder if this guy has ever been dealt with like this by a girl before. Compared to the open space about twice and me, still saying "eh......"

It doesn't matter to him like that, I returned the answer.

"There are no more Luain soldiers. All over town, there are plenty of people, and if you scream, the patrol soldiers will come. Even if something happens, I'm strong there, too, and I can do anything by myself."

"... oh, sure"

I was told it was smudging. Apparently, trying to talk friendly, he was surprised to be drawn as much as he wanted.

"Well, as long as we're having a conversation, you'll be fine."

"As long as we talk about it, it's fine. I just don't like talking to guys I've never met in line."

"That's a lot more candid. Not bad."

That said, the young man laughs at me.

"I'm sorry I'm having fun, but getting along with me won't buy you anything the military needs. I have no authority."

He's a magician, so he's in a great position, but he's pretty much stuck with everything. The contents are just a 16-year-old little girl, so she cares about her surroundings and prepares them first.

"Well, will you answer the curiosity of a grumpy merchant? Oh, you don't have to use respect because you're older. Because it's so dull. And I say Isaac."

The look of Ni laughing is like the sun. Isaac, a bright, sociable looking merchant, was not such a bad person to talk to, and he did nothing but sit next to me. Besides, I didn't have anything to do either, so I nodded.

"... if that's what you say. So, what's curiosity?

Did you speak up because you wanted to know about the sorcerer?

"Why are you alone here? One or two of the escorts, you're lurking somewhere, aren't you?

Asked, I shake my head sideways.

"Huh...... I don't know what I'm talking about, but it's okay."

"Because I can't breathe."

Yes, I couldn't breathe particularly today.

I also didn't think about taking someone with me to escort them so I wouldn't worry, because in the end if I tried to do something, I would have accepted the opinion of the person who came to the escort and my actions were going to be restricted.

Thus I came out of the castle and thought it was stinging.

I was about to catch my breath. That's why I wanted to be alone.

"No, I know how you feel."

I wonder what it is. Is this man going to be able to fight with his sword himself, but he's living a life protected by an escort? Looking sideways thinking so, for some reason Isaac excused himself as if wandering off.

"It was a long time ago... I wish it was me, because I grew up with a nanny sun umbrella escort when I was a kid. Oh, yeah. Here, eat this! Here!"

That being said, what Isaac had taken out of his pocket and offered him was a small can of dried fruit. Sugar is covered so that preservation works.

"Will you?

"I put it out for you, eat it anyway. You suspect something? You should still be able to eat properly, see?"

It's hard to say no to eating and being shown. In the meantime, I'll pinch one and carry it to my mouth.

Sweet.

Tear glands loosened somehow from the back of my cheeks to my throat and to the sweetness transmitted to my brain. Poirot, a tear that couldn't catch my eye slips down my cheek.

"What, hey, why are you crying with that? Hey!

"Sweet and..."

"Eh, too sweet!? You didn't like that? You want some water?

"Yeah. Because it's delicious"

Delicious and sweet. So from the weir of my heart, even though I was patient, my emotions were about to spill.

"It's delicious but I cry... I knew you were about to cry earlier."

"What, did I look like that?

When I looked up surprised, Isaac was smiling with a troubled face.

"I'll keep it a secret from anyone, so if you have a problem, just tell me. If you just ask, I won't ask you. Oh, come on, no one's got anyone around to cry about? You're taken care of, if you're a magician."

To Isaac's words, I haunt.

I couldn't tell anyone what I was sigging in, and maybe that's why I couldn't breathe. Because even if we complain about dissatisfaction, we're just going to be grand with each other.

But it's not Reggie's fault. It's not Mr. Cain's fault either. We both know it's because you care about me.

Isaac sighed at me for being silent with that in mind.

"You mean there's someone you can talk to, but there's a reason you can't talk to that person?

Even if I just keep quiet, Isaac seems to be able to read my heart's voice.

"... too overprotective"

Maybe that's why, once again, words spill loose.

... I know why I would say that to the first person I met.

I want to talk to someone. But anyone who's in the castle and close to me is probably going to agree with Reggie and the others more than I do, and I'm just afraid to say it.

"I'll protect the sorcerer from overprotections, except when he uses magic - or something like that, and he says he can't be free? Abu Nai said you shouldn't go this way. He said you'd be stuck around at 46."

"More or less fitting"

Close, though not in the same condition as Isaac said.

Then Isaac said, frightened as to what such a thing might be.

"I don't know about women. You should be protected by adults."

"Because you're weak, don't do anything? Do we enjoy solving this on our own without letting anything know?

I say it back unexpectedly. Then Isaac gave me an interesting look.

"Then you just have to let me say it or not. You said you were strong yourself earlier, so you can do it. He's a magician."

"I'm going to be strong, but I can't use my sword, and if I take magic, I can't do anything. So in other parts you can only rely on the people around you, so you can't go under..."

"Don't think hard about it. It'd be easier if someone else did it, wouldn't it?

"That's how you're letting other people get their hands dirty, and you just have to laugh and welcome them without thinking about it? It's terrible to be locked up because you're a woman and my heart is weak."

I'm getting angry.

Isaac wandered over my appearance for some reason.

"Well, if you're just angry, why don't you just beat it by the time you're completely skinless?

"I?"

"You're stronger, aren't you? Then you just have to let them recognize the power. And yet how come your people don't rely on you?

I know why.

"Because I... am afraid to kill people"

Isaac, hearing about it, had a pompous look on his face for a while.

Yeah, you must have been stunned.

Because the sorcerer is in the war and he's afraid to kill people, or he sounds really stupid. If you do poorly, you may have wondered if it was okay for you to come about an army with such a mage.

After all, my thoughts are heretical. I get depressed by nature when I think about it.

Then in a bewildered voice, Isaac said.

"Uh, but you, you know, you're fighting, right? You're not talking about being told to run around anymore, are you?

Nodding, Isaac brought a breath of relief.

"So, you want to fight yourself to protect what's important. But you're saying you don't want me to do anything abnai around you as much as possible..."

"Probably that kind of thing"

"I see you're overprotective."

Isaac nods as he was convinced.

His affirmation kind of made my chest feel a little lighter. Isaac told me so completely.

"Then you, I knew you'd do it by the time you didn't have a full skin."

"Huh?"

When I looked up at him, there was a belligerent grin on Isaac's face, which was a little higher.

"If you find you're strong enough not to make me say yes or no, you won't be able to say anything overprotective. I don't have to tell you if I can make sure I'm safe at that time. That solves it. All we have to do is you manage to squeeze your wits."

Well, I thought.

I was defeating my enemies, but I ended up acting protected by Mr. Cain and the others. By deciding that I couldn't do it alone and relying on it, I may have rather impressed it as dangerous on my own.

I'm not afraid to kill my enemies anymore. You just have to figure that out.

It looked refreshing telling me, Isaac, but a few seconds later, I suddenly get distressed.

"Uh-oh, why am I talking to you like this!

I snapped my neck at Isaac, who gave me a look of regret with his head over his head. I wonder if you think a merchant has stuck his mouth in the war or something.

I thought he was weird at first, but he listened and I was neat, so I felt good talking to him, so I'm sorry. That's why I apologized.

"I'm sorry. Weird talk. Isaac will listen to me."

Then Isaac turned his resentful expression to this one.

"... if a woman looks like she's about to cry, you can ignore her."

"Is it because you're a woman?

"You bet. The bastard was shitting me, and I'm done saying let's go cry to him."

Well, I guess he left it and passed, even with the boy looking like he was about to cry.

"Oh, but even if they say that to me, because I'm lonely all my life... even if I was a boy, I might not have a place to cry"

"Hey, you said no family!? Don't make me cry, you idiot!

Isaac, who imitated the tears, stroked my head. It's a little rambling, but it doesn't hurt.

Could he possibly often stroke the head of a younger child like this?

When I was but left, I let go of my hand again with a troubled look, and I sighed compared to my own hand and me when I stroked it.

"They say I like you, too, but I also know I worry about you around me. You, you were wary of me the first time you met me, but if you talk to me, isn't it too soon to loosen it up?

"Yeah...... I don't think my eyes are certain or anything."

"... tell me I looked like a good person there. It hurts so plain."

Apparently, he wanted me to say he looked like a good person. I laughed unexpectedly when I first saw an older man who insisted that he didn't praise me.

"But Isaac says to me," I feel something fresh and easier. "

Reggies are classy somewhere because they are all aristocrats or people who serve aristocracy after all. Even Alan, who has the least hesitation on me, pulls right off because you don't think I should bully a girl.

"Something, I feel like I miss you and I've been talking to you..."

Talking to him somehow reminds me of a previous life school.

Isaac is definitely older, so I guess he should be perceived as a teacher or something like that because of his age. Kind of like a class boy or a senior looking after him.

If you look at Isaac with that in mind,

…………

There was Isaac, who turned away a little and was keeping his mouth shut.

"What's wrong? Did I say something?

"You idiot. Don't tell too many people about that kind of dialogue. If you're dealing with a man, stop it all the more.... Damn, you're so cute."

"Kawah......!?

Suddenly I get praised, and I lose my temper.

"I've been wanting to talk to you, or you'll be complaining orally. Besides, don't say it in tears, it's against the rules."

"Huh!? I meant to dictate... but I'm not lying."

"Hey, there you are. You're not lying or something!

You don't want to be noticed around, Isaac whispers angry at me.

But I don't mean it, I know because that face is a little red. You're lit. I wonder if he's unfamiliar with praise.

"But look, even though you told me like me, I thought Isaac was only as nostalgic as a child because he was an adult. You don't have an adult who wants to talk to a little kid and thinks it's a verbal complaint, do you?

If you say that honestly after confusion, Isaac suddenly brings his face closer.

"Master Mage, I don't know some of you, but you're over sixteen already, aren't you? The child is too old to be alert. No, well, I thought you looked a little childish."

"Yeah, but I'm not that pretty."

"... you're adorable. Enough."

Because I say that with a serious face, I also forget to breathe and look back at Isaac's face.

"What, all the guys around you don't even praise, they just don't care?

"That's not what..."

It was when I tried to answer no.

"Chiara!

Called, looking around all the time.

From the other side that separated the square, Mr. Gina, who must have been looking for me, came running with the ice fox.

Isaac, who saw the same direction as me, takes a breath.

"Why is he here... Whoa!

Do you know Jina? Gina stormed in and hugged him instead of him standing up and a few steps away, wondering if anything about Isaac was in his sight.

"Hih!

"Oh, already, walk on your own! I thought you were worried!

Gina pushing her head around my shoulder saying that was kind of like a big dog.

For some reason I lose, even the ice foxes stick around.

I don't hate ginger tease manju. I'm happy, it's hot...

As the temperature rose, a remote Isaac waved away at me, warmed by one skin and fur and dying.

"See you later!

I quickly escape to see what I thought I could get used to being an escort because of my involvement with the sorcerer.

"Oh, there was someone there?

Gina noticed how I was doing, finally letting herself go and following my gaze...

"Mr. Gina?

As frozen, he stared behind the running away Isaac.

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"Hey, what are you doing! Are you nuts? You!

As soon as he entered the alley, Isaac was scolded by the boy he had been waiting for.

"It's you... assuming you can say all you want about His Majesty the King, isn't that too much?

"Because I do what they say! More or less, why are you in contact with enemy mages!

Isaac answers Mikhail, with his hands on his hips and angry townspeople's attire, with his head resting.

"No, I feel like I'm alone, and I wanted to solicit well and get caught."

At first, it was meant to be.

Girl sitting alone with a crying face.

I had predictions that something must not have worked out in the relationship, or that it would have popped up even if it had failed.

Then I thought if I asked him out well, he would fool me and grab me.

It was a place where people would go and go, so I couldn't run away with baggage, but I thought I could guide you well with three inches of mouth.

Though I was inadvertently caught up in the battle between Falgia and Ruein and couldn't get out of Cassia, I thought this was fortunate in my misfortune.

"Why is that supposed to burn... It was all confusing and difficult for people to ask, and I didn't know the details, but if I had guided them well, I would have eliminated them without fighting the sorcerer."

"No... I'm not sure either"

"Ha!?

Mikhail rounds his eyes. But I can't even explain it to Isaac.

It's a common story if you're just crying. There's no way a woman can't cry when she's involved in a war.

So you shouldn't have done sugar candy? Because I cry because it was sweet... I don't think so.

Anyway, something drove me crazy.

But I didn't want Mikhail to follow me any further, so Isaac said grandiously.

"No, don't worry about it. I'd rather be a strong enemy! Look, you can't get out of here today. Let's go!"

That's how Isaac misled the sorcerer's kidnapping failure.