Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

Just a little bit, I missed Reggie's light appearance. Besides, they even took it to my master.

But more so, Mr. Cain and Mr. Emeline.

"Thank you, Mr. Emeline, for the dirt rat. But I sacrificed it..."

Mr. Emeline, who is also in his military uniform, laughed and said, "Never mind."

"His Royal Highness apologized to me first, because I'm a warcraft. There will be more kids left in the house on their own. If you feed too much, it'll double in three months."

It's a rat formula when it increases...

"Let's get to it first. Oh, there, call Gina, the mercenary, next to my room. The sorcerer is back."

Mr. Emeline leads the way when he tells the Delphion soldiers who were nearby.

Mr. Cain won't release the minotaur either, so I was supposed to move as I was held.

He was just showing his face, so a different soldier in the fort was whispering.

"Ah, Mage Hall!?

"Did they help you?... I mean, he's not in custody, is he?"

"Didn't you change jobs to minotaurs?

Both Mr. Emeline and Mr. Cain shudder laughing when they were listening.

My feelings are complicated. But my cheeks loosened because you laugh at me, too. For a moment, I was wondering if we could laugh at each other for whispering things like this anymore.

Because of this, tears seep into my eyes. I think my tear glands have loosened since I met Reggie.

Then Mr. Cain held me back and wiped my eyes with his shoulder-supporting hand.

"It's okay now. We're all here. Felix, who you helped, didn't say he wanted to join the fight. Lord Growl had no choice but to tie him up."

It seems that Mr. Growl was a man who would go with such force moves.

"Mr. Felix hasn't healed yet, has he?"

"The medicine worked because I had a cut, but Felix had a burn."

"We'll see how it goes later..."

"Please stop today. You must be pretty tired too. If you can't do it, you'll fall."

It's been a long time since Mr. Cain noticed me, and I was even glad to do that, with a nod of yes.

Eventually I enter the room where Mr. Emeline guided me.

It's a room in the fort, so there's just a simple sleeping area and boneless chairs and tables on the stone walls. I'd rather just have that kind of stuff.

Around putting my bedding down on it, he would have prepared it with the intention of letting me use it if he had secured me in today's battle.

"Ugh, thank you, Mr. Emeline"

I want to hold him as an impulse, but now I'm a minotaur. I'll ask Mr. Cain to drop me off and land on the floor.

Now that I thought of a hug, I left because Mr. Emeline was going to prepare myself, and I was going to wait with Mr. Cain on the spot.

You didn't know when you were coming back. My feet are dirty too, so I'll have to get them some water too. It makes me go through a lot of trouble, but I also wanted to sweeten Mr. Emmeline because I'm scared to move around right away.

Standing still, it just got harder to stand when it was wrapped around with a blanket. I want to unbalance it, but I can't unwrap the blanket wrapped tightly like this bandage myself to see how Reggie did.

"That Mr. Cain, can you do something about this blanket? It's just getting bitter."

If you ask me, Mr. Cain will do something about a wrapped blanket... I've never known it before when I was loosened up.

"Oh, you're not coming off because of this.... too tightly tied."

"Tie!?

Reggie wrapped a blanket around it. Apparently, he tied the end to give it away and kept it loose.

Because I might get busted? Such an idiot.

I got out of the roll, thinking I didn't know why. Still, I left it on my shoulder for once. If I did, Reggie would have tied the bottom cape tight too.

I just didn't want to loosen this up because it's just bedtime downstairs, but Mr. Cain erupted when I saw it.

"Wow, don't laugh, Mr. Cain. Weird outfit, but I couldn't help it any more."

"No, you're not. Your Highness's thoughts are obvious."

With that said, he ties the end of the blanket in the shape that Mr. Cain puts on his shoulder around his neck so that he can't see it in front of him.

"The obvious..."

"It must have been a little more inflammatory than poisonous to the eyes,"

"Shinji......"

Again, there came out a word that could never have been in my life before. Even in my previous life, it was a game over color, and I've never been told in my current life.

I almost wonder if it's about someone else.

At the same time, I remembered Mr. Cain telling me he liked me.

He told me not to like anyone. Otherwise I might be out of my brother's place, I can't believe it.

If they find out you like Reggie, they'll stop replacing your brother already? I get a little scared when I think about what Mr. Cain will do then, and I get really nervous.

At that time, it would be because of being touched on the cheek. I wandered unconsciously.

Mr. Cain immediately releases his hand and peeks into my face.

"Earlier, you were changing your complexion as soon as you found out you could touch a soldier."

Were you even pale?

"Are you afraid of me?

"Oh, uh, no,"

It's because I remember so many things.

Mr. Cain, who told me he likes me, sometimes touches me unexpectedly, but he doesn't force me to. But this time, because of that, I think it's easy to be hypersensitive.

While I knew that much, I couldn't do anything about unconscious behavior, and I was increasingly puzzled.

Then Mr. Cain said.

"Is it okay to hug? … let me check again that you are safe"

Mr. Cain, too, thought he should not have refused, thinking that I would have been anxious because of my captivity. And I was fine when they were holding me earlier.

If I nodded, Mr. Cain held me in with a blanket.

He caresses his head as it is and treats his children, so the tension he felt for a moment can be quickly eased.

It would have been only about ten seconds, Mr. Cain, who let me go, snapped like he was convinced of something.

"... I know more or less what happened."

With his neck clenched, Mr. Gina came with Mr. Emeline.

They brought a variety of things into a bucket with a cloth or hot water, clothes that would be changed into a cloth to wipe.

But I was surprised that you even prepared hot water. Is it because if I run around the battlefield, it will be dusty?

"But even me, the dirt and dust are terrible because of the use of earthly magic"

And when I snapped, Mr. Gina gave me a slightly scary look.

"Chiara, you don't. There was a chance he wasn't safe, was there? Nothing's been done? I heard you didn't even wear a lot of clothes. Don't pretend to be healthy. You don't have to be patient."

That's what Jinnah said, and she held me in her blanket.

No matter how hard I work out, I feel somewhere in my mind loose in my feminine physique and fragrance. Tears spilled out of my eyes as I pressed the switch on the electricity as it was. I don't even have time to moisturize my eyes.

"That, why?"

Jina, who saw me crying, said to Mr. Cain after holding my head in her own chest in silence.

"Thanks for getting this far. I'll go to the report later, so can you take your seat off?

"Thank you very much."

That's all Mr. Cain said, and he walked me out of the room.

Yeah, but I might have misled Mr. Cain into thinking that it would stay that way.

It was too much, but what if there was nothing, but it made me think it was weird that it was Mr. Cain's fault?

You seem to think that's totally what happened to Mr. Jina.

"You're sick, aren't you? Let's clean it up, shall we?

He says so, so I hurried to report.

"Um, it hasn't been terrible, Mr. Gina. Because Aida... helped me."