Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

122. Blunt thorns

And finally, dinner time.

Belgrette's family - that is, it is a tense dinner time, in the presence of your parents.

The scheduled time is 7: 30 at night. And the current time is 7: 30.

The drift shield sat shallow on the bed with his spine pinned out, waiting now or now and then. The only thing that sounds in the room is the sound of the clock carving the needle.

Waiting for a while like that. The door was carefully knocked.

"Heh!

I got a funky voice.

"Hey......? Le, it's Ruby. Dinner's ready, so we're up to pick you up."

I follow her down the hall as she walks with her hands and feet out at the same time.

We often proceeded through maze hallways, reaching in front of large, double-open doors. The tension also increases in front of the luxurious doors, far larger than the entrance to the college cafeteria.

Sounds like a heavy blur, and the door opens...

Exactly for a modern Japanese boy, there was a sight like the one I had only seen in the movies.

A large hall illuminated by a radiant chandelier. Round table at its center. The pure white tablecloth you cover is so clean and dazzling to the eye.

What meat is it to sit in the center of the tabletop? Fat shines back the lights of the lined candles, even releasing a colorful and demonic glow. Is the baking and subtraction also exquisite, the fragrant smell stimulated the nose of the flowing protection. A tight-headed fish peeks into his face from a large pan lined up next to him, causing dust and hot air to rise. The vegetables served on a large plate are gorgeous in colour and are as bright as they have just been picked.

Items that are no longer understandable for drift protection. I guess it's definitely a hell of a fine dish, that's all I know.

Somehow, silver vessels with stretched water are also provided for each seat.

(Is that... the one called Finger Bowl...!?

If I hadn't realized that, I would have drunk it. It was dangerous.

In the deepest seat, the father of the sisters - Rubert - sits, surrounding the table clockwise in the order of Fortinaria, Claria, Belgrette and Mia.

"-"

The boy's tension reaches its culmination. Yes, positionally the right neighbor of the drift shield is Mia, but the left neighbor is Rubert.

Ruby pulls the chair and urges her to take a seat.

The driftshield peeps at Rubert as he becomes hardened by tension.

"Have a seat, please."

"Hiccup" replied mosquito-like to a nice middle smile and finally sat down.

"All right, we're all set, let's eat."

So Rubert puts one hand up in front of his face and closes his eyes.

I imitated it, and everyone closed their eyes and put their hands together.

The Belgrettes usually offer a simple pre-meal prayer at the college, but a quiet and demanding time that is not comparable to that.

This is how they pray deeply when their families are united or when they are present with someone of high stature.

This will be the first time to fit into these occasions, by the way, as the Lifeguard has had several dining treats at the castle, but it was in the form of being transported to the room.

Prayer is done in each, with only one hand raised like Rubert, fingers combined in front of his chest (very large) like Fortinaria, and left hand wrapped in his right hand gripped like the Belgrettes.

As a shield, I don't believe in God, but I put my hands together with the intention of having it before meals.

At the end of quiet prayer time, make sure everyone starts eating, and stream protection also starts eating.

"Mr. Lugo. I'll overlap... thanks for accepting my invitation. It's an honor to see the valiant hall of Dragon's Destruction up close."

"Oh, yes, no, yes,"

Stream protection rushes to stop eating hands and turn back to Rubert, but

"Ha ha. Don't stop and feel free to listen to me. Let's have a meal while we're cheating."

"Ha, ha."

I'm told, I cheek the expensive looking meat in front of me. I wasn't sure how it tasted either because I was extremely nervous.

But this must be the end of the line.

If there is less tea, the maid who withheld it by her side pours it for me, and if there is no more wheat or bread, she adds that too. I just need to eat. I've never experienced a meal like this before in my life.

"Mr. Lugo. Thank you so much for saving my daughters crisis so many times. If it weren't for you... I'd be freaked out."

"Yes, no..."

"I've also heard that you've become a guerrilla. It's no comfort to Raindeer. You would have done more than Silver Legion Squad Silverios. They will marry the nobleman's maiden, and they will inscribe their name as the beginning of the 'Ariumi family' in the history of future generations. Maybe I'm talking to a hell of a person right now."

"Yes, no,......!?

Ki, marry an aristocratic maid!? I mean be, marry Belgrette!? Ko, is that it!? Admitted I am!?

When drift protection is interpreted conveniently by itself,

"Ooh, ooh, ooh"

I heard a groan creeping from next door to my right.

If you turn your back on something...

"Something."

You didn't get through trying to eat in one bite, Mia swelled her cheeks to bread. It's a hamster. There's a hamster. A shrimp tail is popping out of your mouth.

The maids rubbed Mia's back for two.

"Mia, what are you doing? It can't be."

Claria smiles bitterly as she turns her eyes to Zito.

Bergrette and Fortinaria smiled. There are two Virgin Marys.

"Ha ha, you don't have to rush to escape cooking, Mia. Eat slowly."

"No, Tsubishi. I'm not eating this kind of food..."

Speaking of which, I thought Mia was somewhat quiet, but she seemed to concentrate on eating even. As a nervous escort to the nobleman's table, I find it reassuring in a way that she is as usual.

So Rubert cut it out somewhat unspeakably.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Mia. Well... I'm listening. Think of us as your home... treat us like we're your real family."

"..., uncle..."

There are tears in Mia's eyes.

"Oh, that's it. Well, you can call me Father for anything. Mia, if you're such a cute little girl, you're welcome. Ha."

Rubert, who saw tears and was in a hurry, told him to stand up.

There.

The rattling, pulling the chair sounds.

Seeing as it was, Claria was about to rise to momentum, staring in the direction of the day after tomorrow with sharper eyes than usual.

"I don't know what people who don't even come to visit their real daughters are willing to father. I'm sorry she's not cute."

He throws up and walks out without a glance at his father.

"It was a treat. Mia, let's play in my room after dinner. I can't help but talk in vain here."

Without waiting for Mia's reply at the time, Claria left the room.

"Damn it, Claire..."

Belgrette sighs.

Rubert smiled bitterly and shook his head sideways weakly.

It gets a little awkward, but Fortinaria suggests we make it a post-meal dessert, and the maids who had refrained will get ready. One pulls the wagon and leaves the dining room. Looks like we'll get it to Claria. If I did it, I'd have the impression that I was familiar with it, and maybe it's not uncommon for that sister to leave in the morning.

And the cake was handed out to each and every one of them.

"Uh."

The maid who tried to put the cake before the drift protection was puzzled.

"Muggle?"

Everyone had an atmosphere of finishing their meals and eating dessert, but the driftshield was just cheeky with the big boned meat they had in their hands. No matter, it's not too late to eat. The stomach capacity is different.

"I heard you were going to eat a lot... awesome"

Hey, hey! Your father-in-law is pulling!?

Finally, I became nervous, hungry, and I understood the taste of the dish, and it tasted unusually good, so I just turned it into a machine to eat.

"Shh, excuse me"

"No, no, eat as much as you like. Strong men are different after all. I guess you also need the amount of food you eat to create that successful body."

"Heh, heh."

And I wonder if your father-in-law's impression of me is good, can this be done......!?

The time of the regiment flowed, approximating the drift protection I think, etc.

"Ugh, we lost again."

"That's my ninth straight win."

Mia falls back, and Claria picks up the 'king' pale.

The place is Claire's room. The time is before 9: 00 p.m. The two of them were just interested in board games.

It is an old-fashioned game in which soldiers and pawns who become kings are placed on the board, alternating between the helms, and are settled when one of them is taken king.

Fine rules and nomenclatures vary from country to country and region, but in Raindeer they are called 'Tradiera'.

"Claire, you're too strong to win......, Edvin, if you're dealing with him, it's an easy win"

"Mia moves too much without thinking. Edvin is no longer out of the question."

Edvin said, "Hyah! I'll show you the king's power! He had a reputation for winning even children if he knew the rules because he said," and so forth and put out the king's pawn long ago. If you try to take a king of sorts, say, "My king won't be defeated with a single blow!" and so on. "It won't be a game.

"Right...... I'm tired of you both, and would you invite your sister? Maybe it's time they went back to their rooms."

"Yeah, yeah!

"But your sister is much stronger than me."

"Oh, yeah, right.... Well, I'll call Lugo too!

Hearing the suggestion, Claria became a blatantly bitter face.

"Uh, Claire, don't you like Lugo that much?

"I hate it if you ask me if I like it or not. Besides, time's up. It's not a good time to be with your lords."

"It's only before nine o'clock. Claire is too cute. I miss the three of us playing alone and Lugo alone."

So Mia becomes a serious face and "to it," she growls her throat.

"It might be more dangerous to leave Lugo alone......!?

"What? What do you mean"

"Well, if you look at Lugo's attitude, you know the whole thing, but you like Lugo."

"... well, that's right"

"So, if you try Lugo, this isn't Belle's home. It's my favorite kid's house. Let's just say that we only played with the three girls here, and in the meantime, here's the thing... if you sneak into Belle's room as Lugo gets bored all by himself...!

"Ha!? That's such a disgusting imitation...!

"Ya, for example!? Boys my age also wrote in" AND GO "that they get bored being alone at night!?

"I don't trust my sources very much... then if you play in your sister's room, you can prevent Lord Aliumi from breaking in..."

"That's not the problem! I mean, it would be more dangerous to leave a boy alone in his favorite child's house... the..."

They were two people who were lurking their voices naturally, even though no one was listening, but seeing how Mia mumbled, Claria just looked so good at it.

"Not at all... Whatever Lord Aliumi is, Mia is probably too"

"To?"

Whatever the proper mia, Claria answers while sighing.

"Okay. Let's also call Lord Aliumi. It's a special day."

"Yah! I love you, Claire! Mucha."

"Wow, please don't!

"Belle. Let's play -"

Knock on the concon and the door to the room.

I'll wait a while, but I haven't heard back.

"Is he not there?

"Maybe you're not back yet"

Later, so you two go to the shelter room.

Unlike some busy Belgrette, he should have plenty of time in his room.

"Lugo kun. Play -"

Knock on the door, but I haven't heard back from this again.

"... you don't seem to be here"

"Oh, time's up, and is it your broom?

Gertillude's mansion has a large bathing area on the ground floor and upstairs, respectively. Guests like the two of them were supposed to use the upstairs baths as well, although the guestrooms where Shiba and Mia stayed were upstairs.

The girls were headed to the bathroom.

He's not even here.

As the name suggests. There was no light on the large bath and there was no sign of it being used.

"Mmmm...?

Mia puts her finger under her chin and shows her how to think about it.

"Belle and Lugo, who disappeared... Lugo should have nowhere else to go, but he's not even in your office..."

So Mia looked up hah. And look out the hallway window.

In the night sky is the figure of Ish Marni, the immense goddess of the night...

"No way...... no way!

Mia looks out for the star of the Mystery Book, who realizes the truth.

"Ha. Do you see anything?"

With such a sigh of Mia sideways, Claria threw her voice in such a way that she would listen once and for all.

Mia nods aloud, gobbling and throat.

"Claire... don't be angry with me. You know... I'm pretty sure Lugo likes Belle. So... I wonder what Belle thinks about Lugo...?

All of a sudden, Claria was slightly upset.

"... well..."

Set aside your emotions and try to be objective.

My sister is nice to everyone. That's the same for that boy. That kindness is also the factor that attracts more heterosexuality than is necessary.

But more than once, he saved the crisis, and that boy continues to act like Geisserius, whom his sister yearned for at an early age.

When I tell his story, my sister looks as happy as she is about me......

"Belle too...... I think you like Lugo. It's just that Belle is serious and her duties as a Royal Guard are a priority! or something, and you don't seem to realize how you feel first."

Mia accurately described the part of Claria that she didn't want to admit that she dared not think about.

"... eh"

Shut up.

I knew it. If you ask me what I don't like about a man named Arisu, there he is.

Claria herself, he's saving his life, and I think he's a personality favorite.

But again, the fact that my sister is obviously forgiving him even compared to the others. Jealousy that they might take my sister. That's what's inside me, an invisible wall against that boy.

... Finally, I don't care if my father praises him in a good mood.

You don't even care about me.

"I was Lugo in the room alone, but I was no longer likely to be able to contain that feeling. Driven by stuffy thoughts, he knocks on the door of Bergrette's room." What, Lugo? What's the matter with you? 'And Lugo succeeds in luring Belgrette out. They were two people walking to take a walk in the garden at night, but Lugo was unlikely to be able to contain the feeling of wearing it anymore! "Belle child! I can't stand it anymore! Lugo brings Bellette with him! The sweet scent of Belgrette tickling her nose stirs Lugo's passion even harder!" No, no! Me, I'm a Royal Guard......!' He was a bellette who twisted himself, but there was no way he could resist his Gorilla-like power, but he left it... 'Belle child. God... Ish Marni is watching. Here, so wet...... Bell child is a water attribute this way too' 'Ya, no, don't tell me Lugo......' and the two burning youngsters are everywhere while Ish Mani is the only one watching...... everywhere wow!

Mia turned bright red and slapped Claire's shoulder all over her pepper.

"... you often inflate that much discretionary delusion..."

On the contrary, I was impressed. I'm kind of out of my mind, and the rage I've gotten is foggy. In a way, maybe it's Mia's talent.

"So give up about the two of you and go back to your room? Do you two want to game lonely? While Claire's taking my king, Lugo might be taking something important from Belle...?

Peppy slaps Mia's forehead talking hot, and Claria walks out.

"... my sister would never do anything like that... heh, mundane"

but intensified the discourse,

"There is no denying the possibility that Lord Aliumi will come to his sister. Let's go find him."

They were in the courtyard with good prospects by the mansion.

Belgrette is not a dress, but a thin, dedicated, easy-to-move outfit to wear during exercise classes at the college.

They were both burning up as if they were blind to things around them or something.

The sweat of Belgrette, illuminated and brilliant by Ish Marni, is healthy and beautiful, and its skin, slightly uplifted, is somewhat glossy.

"Ha..., Lugo, a little faster please"

The demands of Belgrette escalate, even as it cuts his breath and mixes his exhales.

"Yes, okay?

"Yeah, I'm putting it on properly... because it's okay"

"Alright...... that's what we're going to do?

Flush protection pounds as he twists himself around.

Pam, sounds flashy in addition to the thought,

"There he is."

Belgrette felt like she had lost her hips.

"Wow, did that hurt? Are you okay?"

"Ugh, yeah. Ha, ha, ha..."

You've been doing the same thing so intensely so far, Belgrette repeated a rough breath -.

Mia swallowed Gokuri and spit.

"And, or doesn't it even look like that?

"You don't have to force me to take it in that direction."

When Claria sighs back, Mia stops by once and for all.

"Are you both shuffling until you come to the mansion? I'm serious."

"Oh, Mia...... and Claire"

Bergrette, who was rubbing his forehead, looked up and smiled.

The opposing flow protection is hardly breathless or sweaty. On both hands, he wears something like a stuffy black mitten.

"Lugo, what is it?

"Hmm? Oh, I guess it's like a simple glove. I got cotton and made it. Bare hands are dangerous."

That said, when the driftshield slapped both fists together, there was a slight noise with the posposposse. Softness that sinks in just what you hit. If I hit this, it won't hurt. Exactly like Belgrette's forehead right now.

"... Speaking of which, you said that your sister and Lord Aliumi would train next time"

Claire finally remembers things like that.

They said they had decided to train to cut the stray guard off as a guerrilla. but.

(... said I made it. No matter how much training, it's not like spending time alone with your lord anymore)

Slightly, I felt a slight pain in my chest.

"What's wrong, both of you?

Ask Mia and Claria as Belgrette stands up.

"Oh, no. Claire and I were having a tradiera, and Belle and Lugo wanted to invite you, too."

"It is. So that's it for today, shall we play together? Can I have Lugo?

"I don't care if you're kidding."

"Yah!

Belgrette desperately stopped Mia from trying to hug her.