"You're still asleep, it's really you, Largo."
Hi, the sun seems to be up high, and it sounded like the whole night, the power of the collar, I slept in a lot. I woke up in Miss Crim's voice for now. I made sure that there was something in yesterday's cream stew filled with grains like porridge. Apparently it was prepared for breakfast this morning.
I'll give you a head up gently. Miss Klim, who glances at herself a little further apart from the cage, is probably 12-14 years old or something. Perhaps even a little bit more upwards and downwards, but the children of people of this age knew for some reason that there were a lot of differences depending on their upbringing. If you're not afraid to create a weird misconception, you can say that the right workwear chest and waist curves are starting to claim to be women, more so than yesterday when you were close to maid clothes, with out-of-the-box views of the way you talk, the color of your hair and clothes, the decorations, etc. I think it's the one called puberty along with Her Royal Highness, but I wouldn't be floating to the salon for a while if it seemed to me that you were the manager of a reptile hall all over the shit in this place in the morning.
(─ Hmm, but what is this knowledge that is also called a ready-made concept? It doesn't seem like the power of the devil...
"Raaah."
Somehow, I try to make a 'good morning' voice.
(-No, 'good morning' was... a morning greeting, wasn't it?
"Well, Yuscario's right. Largo sounds like 'Largo'."
"Dear Crim, I started ringing because it started yesterday when I called it by name, or maybe, like a human imitation bird, I can refute people's words.
"Really? If that were the case, Your Highness would welcome you.
That being said, Miss Crim seems to remain alert to herself and still doesn't try to open the entrance to the cage. After Yuscario, it is inconvenient to be distanced by Miss Klim, who has the longest time to be looked after. It's a cuteness appeal here.
"Ra."
Turn your body down and glance slightly down at Miss Crim's blue eyes with a cute chirp and put the appeal 'Crim, I love you' on your eyes. I tried to take it greatly until I wrapped Miss Crim around the junction I had been practicing until morning so that the transmission of that sentiment would not be inhibited by the power of the sanctuary. The look on Miss Crim's face changes. My face is cheerful and suddenly I'm in love with the eyes of my maiden Urul.
Shit! This must be something like the magic of the enchantment that you emit, so called, that is specific to the Demon Clan. I erased the outer junction, slowly closing my eyes, and switched to a gobbling cuteness appeal across my body.
"Largo, you're so cute!
While it is unclear whether the effects derived from the powers of the demon earlier, even if this one stops, have a delaying effect, or are they really thought to be cute, until just now, Miss Crim's assessment, which was somewhat alarming, seems to remain geometrically mathematical. He opens the cage door wide like he panicked and strokes Largo with his hands in it. Let's get tangled up in our hands and express our dear love, as we did yesterday in Euskalio. After all, the skinny old man's - would the yuscario be too 40 - girl's arms at this age are very comfortable than those at each other's. It seems nutritious, not even fractured, and the skin is slippery.
While I was doing that, Yuscario turned up.
"Dear Crim, I checked to some extent yesterday, so it doesn't seem to be ferocious, but if it does when you're hungry, don't mistakenly bite it for food. Could you feed it to me first?
"Oh, yeah. But Largo is very, very cute when he moves.
Encouraging Miss Crim, who doesn't quite try to move into action, Yuscario plugged me in for breakfast. Miss Klim's surprise at the change in ratings is a little giddy, but the use of magic - possibly - doesn't seem to be out of line. But as I cleaned and fed the other rooms, I had looked at myself eating, wondering over and over again, as Miss Crim looked at me cancer as I wore it.
Three bells followed and rang.
It was way past noon, but Yuscario and Miss Crim are still baking a lot of creature care. Aside from cleaning the cages and rooms, they also cleaned the creatures themselves and allowed them to walk in the enclosed gardens of the attic. Some of them seem to be like lumpy yamoris, and I can see that the entire garden is covered with fine, net-like covers of eyes.
"We are here for His Highness the Millian Rune!
Suddenly I hear a man like a guard, the front door is opened, and multiple people come in. That said, apart from His Royal Highness the Millian Rune, there appear to be two captains yesterday, Captain Margaretta and Ms Riml, several of whom are kept on standby outside the mansion.
Unlike yesterday, both His Highness the Millian Rune and Captain Margaretta stand in what is termed a chic outfit, based on black. Last time it was lowered, Captain Margaretta's chunky chest has an unusually large cross, made of a special metal mixed with gold and silver, lowered in a short chain.
Is something wrong, no heart or compared to yesterday, we both have a small mouth count and I think we are soggy.
Nevertheless, they were 'back' to their restful area, and were regaining a bright atmosphere as they spoke to the cold-blooded beasts in each room.
I guess I already held off on the schedule. Miss Crim and Yuscario are in a position to welcome His Highness by standing in front of the room where Largo was placed.
"Crim, we always have a lot of hectic labor in maintaining this place.
"My lord Millian Rune, it is an extra honor for me.
Hi, it looks like a theatre department practice for a girl about middle school, but this interaction must be serious. I guess it's the usual interaction with each other. It's what went into the hall.
On the other hand, no voice will be heard directly from His Highness until he descends, such as Euskalio.
"Now, where is the child I named Largo?
"Your Highness, it's here.
With Crim and Millin in the room and Margaretta coming in, it's just slightly cramped.
"Well, I'm awake. With my eyes open, it's still cute! Well, well, I'm walking.
Largo looks directly up at the noisy old girl's face for the first time. Its eyes felt full of love, not least because it loved these beasts, but at the same time felt a strong sense of intimacy - a bond - that seemed to coincide with itself at its roots.
"The name tag you just gave me also let me install it last night. That, to my surprise..." I sensed it might be about my ringing voice, but there are also skeptical eyes, such as Ms Riml. "This is how it rings.
"La."
Come on. I'll try to betray your expectations.
"Really! You said Largo!
The more you clap out, the more tense your Highness gets.
(─ I didn't say that. Because I didn't even say 'go'.
"No, Your Highness, I didn't sound like Largo.
Calm down, Mrs Riml, it's a nice penetration.
"Oh, that's crazy. Even though it did ring many times in the morning with Largo.
Just as Miss Crim was betrayed of her expectations, I will tease Largo, but I want her to ignore me here.
"It's a creature squeal, so I guess it sounds varied depending on who you listen to.
(─ Now Lord Knight Margaretta, no, was it Lord Kingsguard in the Yuscario story, yes, yes, I would like you to take that as it is.
"La, la, o"
"O" as small as I could think of, I reluctantly attached it.
"That's right! You are Largo, the name I gave you.
"Ra!
I try to sound as happy as I can, shaking my face. In front of Captain Margaretta, if the magic of the earlier charm leaks, immediately, there is no doubt that the headrest feed.
"Kawaii!" exclaimed Captain Margaretta, thought to be by far the most alarming. "What a cute cold-blooded beast. I just slept yesterday, so I didn't know, my adorable eyes!
(Huh? Really? Oh yeah, this guy was a reptile lover, too. Miss Crim and others may have volunteered in the first place, and there's a whole bunch of women here who like getty things. Is there something cute about it for what it looks like, because it compares to demons and demons?
I'm not sure I've ever looked over and seen myself moving and sweetening. Even kittens are cute in their image, but, well, let's just say they're uke.
"No! Margaretta, for Lago has become mine.
(─ Oooh! Perhaps Miss Crim's reaction in the morning is a general emotion: maternal love directed at small animals, or protective greed? Perhaps you were overthinking the magic of that reaction being fascinating?
And, Largo alters his perception.
"No, again, well, yes. It's not like I've decided I'm not a demon yet."
(─ That seems to be the Demon Clan, Captain. I hope it doesn't break...)
"The High Priest also said that it would be nice to keep it at my disposal by saying that he would see how things were going for a while..."
"Isn't that a story you put in this sanctuary yesterday and reported fine with giving me a drink of ganima holy water and it's gone!
What I am dealing with is a delightful, precarious and worrying feeling about my fate after this, but I can't speak out here, so I decided to go back and pretend to sleep and observe it again.
His Royal Highness and the captain, who had been rubbing for a while, could not defy His Highness in having him appraised by the High Priest, and first he took steps and was to take a water bath at the Ganima Fountain.
Here again, Yuscario hastily resisted to show that when he went outside and fled, only when it involved his own advancement, but sincerity would not be there. It was as if he cared for his body, which was the involvement of the demonic tribe, but in the end he could not resist, and by the hand of Miss Klim, he went to water in the sacred fountain of Ganima.
(─ But it's wintery outside. I think it's as bad as anything.
"Euskalio, fill that bucket with water from the fountain.
About 50 metres from the mansion, the fountain was gushing. They call it the Sacred Fountain of the Temple of Ganymede, commonly known as the Ganyma Fountain. It's been around since the founding of the country, and it's a place to get out of the Holy Springs. Ms Riml managed to 'put holy water in this sort of thing' or something, and she said bumpy again, but no one can resist His Highness. A yuscario with an equally surprising attitude yesterday performs the work badly handled.
"Dear Crim, may I have something like this?
Largo is wrapped around Miss Crim's arm. Even so, as a ratio of my body, it felt like I had a thin, torso length dachshund with an eye tail slightly shorter than that torso. I have four more triple-fingered, reptile-like legs. Truth be told, I have sharp nails at my fingertips, but this seems to be freedom of entry and exit, so I'm pulling in for now to hide the dangerous atmosphere at all. Scales also seem to be on one side of the body, but as far as I can see for myself, they seem more like fish's than reptile ones, and are just scales for newborns that are still thin and soft. The colours are beautiful and somewhat resemble scales of bluefish such as fatty fish.
Now, even though it is under a cold sky with temperatures that can be described as winter brisk, it is a courtyard that is well surrounded by castle buildings and somewhat difficult to reach by sunlight, so even if you don't say cold winds are brisk, "outside" the water bath is cold and hard, though it is a cold beast.
But watching Yuscario draw out the fountain in the barrel, Largo noticed.
(-Isn 't this a hot spring?
No, it may not be an Atsuatsu hot spring, but at least I feel the temperature, or the warmth that I don't think is groundwater temperature. When I stare, I feel like I know the temperature of the water in the fountain so that I can see people's preferences. It feels like something blurry and gaugy has appeared in the middle of my sight gazing at the water, pointing slightly above the center. Intuition tells Largo that the center shows its own temperature.
(Even so, aren't you a cold-blooded beast...?
Doesn't that mean about 40 degrees somehow?
Finally, approximate Yuscario's worried face, his body immerses itself in the hot spring from Miss Crim's arms. Of course, I've mastered it yesterday, now I'm in perfect shape for the junction. There is nothing wrong with it, and I feel good about the hot spring at the junction. So to speak, with his hands in the nylon bag, like he stuck them in a hot water bowl, the hot springs have benefited.
(─ It's good water, let's dive in.
The moment I put my head on, from above my head, no, a cloudy voice echoed directly behind my brain.
"Okaerinasai"
(─ Huh? Who told you that? Your Highness or Crim?
Neither of those voices sounded in Largo's head. Slightly ambiguous.
(-No, maybe I just felt that way.
When I found myself enjoying the hot spring, I no longer seemed to have anything to do with it, and just now Largo's body was pulled up and wrapped in a soft cloth. Unfortunately, if you ask Yuscario again, you can do something about it.
It was His Royal Highness the Millian Rune who took on his moisture, even though it was outside the boundaries. Unlike Miss Crim's work clothes, it was difficult to get tangled up in a dress with sleeves all the way to her wrist, but it's an opportunity to show our dear love. I'll roll it all up and climb up, kiss my neck muscle, so I'll try to get the peroli and tongue out. Exactly. I'll refrain from fixing the princess's neck.
"Alas, Largo tried to lick me now.
I wonder how much they liked it, His Highness kept teasing himself, trying to get him appraised by the High Priest in the last closet, the royal castle, to carry him.