Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

Serene watched the fried bird's skin and cartilage placed in front of her as incredible objects.

"(I can't help it, I didn't expect you to give me that stuff)"

Milan was worried about how Serene was doing with a boiling enthusiasm. I understood that Ente hated Serene, but I didn't think he was going to do this because I thought it was the extent to which he was going to hate it with a straw while eating at best.

Ente's actions are outrageous, but effective in terms of disparaging the other person on this occasion: the meeting of nobles. Serene takes the form of "being a civilian, but called to a meal by the favor of Princess Ente", so there is no need to treat it the same as Milan, and what seems to leave Ente at will.

"(Now, what's wrong…)"

Milan makes thoughts go round. If Serene could claim to be royal, he could also poke, "You can't let him eat this stuff". But I can't cut that card. Or, if Serene herself says, "I don't want to eat it," I would be able to add a obsession with whether to leave the princess unfavorable at the mercy of the civilians.

From there, there is a risk of launching a full-scale attack on Serene, and in the worst case, there is a risk of something sticking to demands from the bystander, the deserted Valvere, with a complaint about taking responsibility for his squire's untimely demise. I have to follow Serene myself, but I can't think of a good rhetoric.

"(After all, shouldn't Serene have been brought)"

Jealous Ente, but I never thought I'd eat Serene so far. When Milan regrets the sweetness of the thought, Serene opens her mouth from a position away.

"Ente, uncle"

"What? Are you telling me you can't eat this special menu I made you prepare?

"Once, okay?

"Right. I knew you couldn't eat... huh?

If you can't eat something like this, you must cry. Ente, who so expected, solidified for a moment with a good look. No matter how low Serene is, if you're the one holding yourself in the royal palace, you'll either cry or be furious if they treat you like this. At least, if Ente was treated like this in a country other than Helifarte, I'd pull the tablecloth and punch all the food on the floor enough. That's how humiliating it is.

But Serene, for some reason, sparkled his eyes and asked Ente if he could eat. Milan and the sumptuous dishes that are prepared for you are ignored. From the red eyes staring straight at themselves, I can't read the color of disgust at all.

"Once, okay?

Once again Serene pleads in an adorable tone. Ente was somewhat confronted with unexpected events, but immediately tries to read Serene's thoughts. Easy, Ente, it's clear. By behaving so adorably, I suppose you intend to take this princess Ente's sympathy. Aren't you quite an actor in your little habit? But when it comes to abdominal arts, you're better off.

"Fine. Enjoy as much as you like!

Ente smiled gracefully and waved down the executing axe of the words relentlessly. You asked me if I could eat. I know you wanted me to say, "I'm kidding," but it's the shallow wisdom of the child in question. I said eat well. Now, spit that greasy, unproductive food back like no other.

"Here you go, I will!

With or without the end of Ente's words, Serene, in a sudden momentum, threw the bird's skin into his mouth. Seeing Serene, who ate for nothing, Milan and Ente lost their words. No, it's not just Milan, it's the butlers lined up against the walls and even the chef who held back.

Serene moved with a small mouth and chewed (shudder) to taste for a while, but when swallowed as she did, she laughed at Ente with a dazzling grin like a sun.

"Ugh!

Serene said so, gripping the fork back with a goo, fried the bird's skin and cartilage together into a skewer and pushed it into his mouth. Aromatic aroma and gravy spreads through the area. The skin and cartilage of the bird, carefully cooked by the chef at least to make amends, had a good saltiness and yet was excellent fried crunchily.

When I was in Arquila, soup, bread and other meals were the main ones, and in Helifarte they were quite a sumptuous meal, but both tasted too elegant for my former old man Serene.

I never thought I'd be able to eat the best dishes in another world: cartilage and fried bird skin. Unlike some air illegible prince, Princess Ente spotted the essence of what she wanted and prepared her best treat.

Serene thanked Ente deeply. Oh, I can't believe he was such a wonderful kid. I'm sorry I said something about Kamakiri. But while the prince thought to eat and kill him thoroughly, Serene turned him into a pig who stuck his face in the bait as it was.

"SE, Serene! Are you okay with this?

Milan sounded anxious in response to Serene eating mori and fried fish.

"Yeah, it's good"

He's a guy who enjoys a treat but can't read the air because of it, Serene hammers Milan looking troublesome. So Serene realized it was important. I still get this far, I want that one. Serene pulled the chef's hem as he stood beside him with a blue face looking sorry.

"Hey, do you have something you're not satisfied with"

The chef trembled. Are you determined to be dissatisfied or nothing but dissatisfied? This is something that you shouldn't put at the royal table. But I couldn't go against Princess Ente.

It seems this girl named Serene, one of the emissaries of the great power Helifarte. If, then, you undermine her mood, you will indirectly anger the Prince of Milan. That could jeopardize my position. But still, Princess Ente won't help us. That idea depends on the chef's head.

"Biru, no?

But the words that came out of Serene's mouth were not words that disputed the chef. He seems to be craving some "bibibi" substitute, but even a skilled chef doesn't know what it is.

"My apologies. What is Biru?

"Ozake."

"Serene, you don't have to worry about that much!

The moment Serene told me to drink, Milan covered the dialogue. It was the limit of my patience. Serene is a young but intelligent child. Even such a vulgar meal would understand that it would annoy Helifarte if he did not delight in eating it.

Besides, let's even go out with booze as a nobleman's sauce. Serene had a hard look to say, but Milan turned back to Ente when he let the head chef down with his hand.

"Princess Ente, my squire Serene looks greatly satisfied with your 'special menu'. Thank you for your concern. Well, let's eat too."

"Yeah... well, you're right, ho ho..."

Ente was in the mood to wiggle his hands and legs out, if possible. If Serene complained or was foolish, he would blame that little girl for her lack of pussy at the starting point, so to speak, forcing her to have a hard time seeing her squire's education in Helifarte straight away, etc. and using it as a stepping stone to follow next to Milan.

However, even on the surface, there is no gap for Ente to stick in if he is eaten so happily. There is nothing you can do to keep eating without difficulty.

"(What is it really, Koz!)"

Ente holds his fist under the table. Avoid beating your clenching fist on the table with plain reason, manage to unravel the trembling fist, and Ente and Milan also start eating. Milan had a quiet evening meal because it was almost silent and Ente had run out of energy to sell her flair to Milan.

"Biru..."

Serene groans that sneered were never heard by anyone.

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"Very tough"

"Princess! Are you okay!?

Serene was distressed on the moonlight plunging bed. Because of reason blown away by the bird skin and cartilage combo I haven't eaten in years, I completely forgot that it was the body of a toddler girl, and after releasing the old man limiter, Serene's stomach was in pain by the time it was unnatural.

Serene squeezed her strength and was desperate for nausea. There is a punishment for spitting out such delicious things. You should make all the nutrients your own flesh. Now Serene was dividing her energy and strength, which should have been used for more meaningful things, into the digestion of the skin and cartilage of the birds. It is precisely a waste of energy.

The only person watching over Serene like that is Butler beside him. Until earlier, Milan accompanied me worried that I would call a doctor, but I repeatedly chased him away because I was so grumpy that I was not worried.

'I'm sorry. I didn't envisage this because I was investigating all the poisons. Oh, I'm incompetent!

Butler stood worried with Serene pillows as he scratched his head with his forelegs. The Lord is a princess, not a body that can mouth such a greasy nasty dish. Now, isn't the Lord about to suffer? Actually, I just ate too much.

If Serene were a camel, I might have been able to store the overeaten nutrients in the cob, but unfortunately Serene's two cobs are still the Great Plains, and at last they didn't have that convenient feature.

'Still, you little girl like that ente! What a disgrace to my Lord! If this happens, destroy all his ornaments...!

"Stop."

The moment Butler scorched himself into the flames of revenge and about to pop out, Serene pulled his tail and stopped him.

"Why are you stopping!? Are you saying that you are subjected to this humiliating manipulation and still forgive it!

"Ente, pretty good"

"Princess……"

Serene tells him not to blame Ente, even though he's sick because of that arrogant princess and he's lying neatly. Why? Butler asked himself, but he immediately answered.

Serene doesn't want to be ridiculous with Valvere. Serene now comes only as one of Prince Milan's squire. Butler doesn't do badly enough to leave evidence, but if there's anything around Princess Ente, there's a good chance that the suspicion hangs over the visiting Helifarte person.

Even if that were the case, there would be no damage to Milan or Serene. In some cases, however, there is a risk that you will be asked to punish someone in your squire.

Princess Serene is a kind person. It must have been the thought of not breaking the atmosphere at the dinner party and the head chef who flattened the meal. If Serene was arguing about the chef on that occasion, that might be what he would continue to eat the dishes Serene was eating from tomorrow.

Butler was ashamed of his shallowness when he thought that far. I only think of Princess Serene as my first priority, but Serene can lead each and every one of us, even if he is a people of another country. How deep in the hell is that nostalgia, Butler reaffirmed once again the greatness of the Lord.

'Okay. If that's what the princess thinks, this Butler, let's back off this time. However, I just want you to remember that in the future, if there is any disaster that will befall the princess, I will protect her with my life. That's the deacon who serves the great Lord. "

"Thanks."

I'm not sure what it was, but I was praised, so Serene stroked Butler's little head with her index finger. Butler had left himself satisfied for a while, but after a short while he bowed respectfully and dived under the bed of Serene, his designated seat. As he was tired of running around for an investigation during the day, he immediately took a nap.

Then, a few hours later, by the time Serene's belly had come to pass, all but those who had been commanded to turn at night had fallen asleep late in the night. Serene was awake this afternoon, so I thought I'd go to bed. At that time, I heard a gentle knock on the door of the room.

"Is that it?

"It's me, Ente."

Ente slipped into Serene's room, almost at the same time as Knock, to sneak his footsteps. She weaved a dark purple gown and did not have any light sources such as lanterns.

"Serene. Are you feeling all right?

"Tamabu"

"I'm sorry. Because I never thought I'd eat that one. I knew you were a poor tongue."

"Yeah."

Ente was going to say a subtle dislike, but the fact was that she was right, so Serene laughed and flushed. After all, this little girl, she's not the courage of the line. Ente frowned between his eyebrows, but in the almost dark room, you won't be able to read this expression. Don't let them have any doubts about what you're going to do.

"Hey, I, I'm thinking I did something I'm sorry to you. I hit it a little hard earlier, but would you do me a favor to make up for it?

"Seriously, no?

"Look, the guy who swaps hair between girls and makes accessories. It's in Helifarte too, isn't it?

"Ah."

Speaking of which, I've been such a jerk with Marie. By the way, a ring made of Marie's hair is usually placed in a small storage compartment in Serene's room. The main use is to lay it under your pillow when you sleep with your desires so that you can dream of having a good time with a blonde.

"I already have something for you."

Ente had a pendant that drilled into a small emerald, bound her chestnut hair and stringed it through. Passing that accessory into Serene's hand, Serene glanced at it with interest.

"Will you?

"Yeah, now we're friends. I'll give it to you, so maybe I can get your hair too?

"I'm clean, I don't give a shit."

"It's okay. If you only get your hair, I'll accessorize it."

"Well, listen to me."

With that said, Entere was a little surprised, as Serene had nothing to do with it and exposed her defenseless back with a haircut to Entere. You know you harassed yourself earlier with a meal, but it's like you don't care.

When I look at this girl, I feel fierce frustration, as if I were a small being. Embracing the urge to stick out a knife to cut his hair and do it, Ente cut Serene's hair out of a room.

"We're from another country, so maybe we won't see each other much anymore. But as long as we live, we'll be friends."

"Yeah!"

When Ente said so, he quickly delivered the hair cut from Serene to his nostalgia and left the room with a sleaze. While making sure no one was watching, Ente, who returned to his room on a small run, took Serene's hair out of his nostrils and pushed it into the back of his most discreet drawer.

"That little one, it's dangerous if you don't put it down right now. It was easier to get the catalyst than I thought."

The hair that Ente used for the accessories he took was forcibly pruned from a maid with similar colors of hair. I'm not going to do one branch hair on such a hateful little girl opponent. Emerald also chose the lowest grade, so it didn't hurt or itch.

"I didn't think you were going to use a curse on your little girl..."

In a dark private room where no one but himself could even reach the moonlight, Ente smiled as evil as some tranced witch.