Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

Though there were many things I thought inside, the adult I was pushing everything in and enjoying life in Graciad.

In this country, horseback riding is all-you-can-do, karate practice is all-you-can-do, and if you're hungry, delicious things will come out next, and the cute girls will deal with you in a way that's awesome (the muscle boys will escape to say goodbye!).

And I am to be 'archaic' to the Knights of the Graciad Nation, so I am thankful that I enjoy it.

This is just heaven.

The muscle knights seem to be getting used to sneaking around a lot, saying, "You don't have to sparn, do you? Absolutely nothing, huh?," he even began to match his sword. Harriston youth are the main opponents.

It would be fun to live here like this, but I can't live here forever because I have a role in Japan. I think I've come to vacation for a limited time now, and I'm going to have a lot of fun.

Look, in Japan, my parents are waiting...

Is that it? I wasn't planning on staying in the other world for this long, but did Michil contact my Japanese parents?

Because I'm talking about Mityl, you would have sent a note home to your mother about eating the missed memma (me, Mr. Zeralk and Mr. Keel, because you ate it deliciously) and contacted me at the end of it.

Ah.

My parents don't mind.

The company sucks, doesn't it?

Nah.

It's about time OL took a break, and that big company there won't have a lot of impact, and you're doing something about it. Even when you call home, your parents are deceiving you well, aren't they? I think I'm on the point of 'suddenly getting sick and digesting pay'.

Or, 'Suddenly I think of it, I'm on a training journey'. You're more credible this way than getting sick.

Is that it?

Come to think of it, my role in Japan is no big deal, right?

"Carol, I have an urgent call," one day when I spent every day thinking about it and, as usual, had a great tea time with Carol, a man from the Royal Palace arrived.

"What's wrong?

When Carol, who had the cup in her hand, answered to say goodbye, the person who came to contact her said, "We are here at the arrival of Princess Sharon of Keshtail Country".

You're here!

Chamon or Waiko!

That's exciting!

"Well! Princess Sharon, that's enough!?"

Carol put her hand on her mouth, unusually putting the cup in a noise and "Oh, what shall I do?"

"Finally, a hell of a messenger has arrived, tearing apart the love of Ayame and his uncle!

"Well!"

"Ayame, it hurts!

"I'm sad!

Let's just calm down, Carol, Arnd, Samurais!

Mr. Zelalk is a man, and I'm supposed to be a man, so he's wrong about love and sadness.

You've been accepting men's couplings for no reason since the beginning, but maybe Carol's uncle, Mr. Zelalk, originally had that kind of hobby?

Carol, was that the only thing you knew about it?

"Ayame, I'm on Ayame's side. Whatever happens, don't pierce the love of truth!

"... Carol, I've explained it many times, because me and Mr. Zeralk are just bonded by friendship..."

"Yeah, I know, the fact that you're two people who dedicate your body and mind to pure love that sneaks people's eyes. But as long as the Eureiral flowers that connect your hearts bloom, no one can tear you apart from each other!

"Uh. Mr. Zelalk said he was a knight of protection, right? This flower is an oath of obedience. What is it? That's what you're thinking about the flowers to the samurai! Are you sure?"

"In the unlikely event that you can take your hand and flee to another country, this Carol is here to help you! Yeah, I've already sent my friends from other countries a bundle of your stories to each country in a booklet, and I've contacted them properly. Everyone is happy to hear from you that you would love to visit our country as a national guest and that you would like to hear more about it. Don't worry, everyone agrees with your love."

"Shit, booklet!? Could that be a forbidden alle called a thin book? I made it with me and Mr. Zeralk as characters!? Besides, I handed it out to the slightly rotten princesses for free!?"

"Of course, the booklet is a luxuriously beautiful full-color illustration by Natalie, confident in her arms."

"I thought he was a solo killer, and he had a buddy with the same taste. Ahhh! The reader will be thrilled to have even the illustration, but as a party, it's horrible and I can't confirm the details of the illustration! Um, Natalie, oh, you look familiar! When I came here for tea, I could feel my gaze on it! I didn't want to know!

"Come on, Ayame, now you have nothing more to fear. I'm going to sign up for a contest with my love rivals. Everyone in this royal palace wholeheartedly supports Ayame. Let me tell you something, Princess of the Keshtail Country."

Wow, everyone in the royal palace is turning books and reading!?

I'll do it!

I was stuck after Carol, who was willing to shake her head and fight.

Oh, I was losing you, Carol. I didn't know you were such a behaving princess. Adolescent adorable power is amazing. But you're using power the wrong way.

Mindful of his gaze around him, he went to the wide hall feeling like he had become an international nominee. Apparently, there, a line of arriving Keshtail countries and the Graciad side are rubbing. The Chancellor, Mr. Calstek, has responded, but no royalty.

Carol, shouldn't you have come?

"Which is His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Graciad Country?

A glossy woman, with long dark hair tied up, as tall as I am, in a dark red dress, said with a voice that lifted her head up properly and went through.

Wow, beautiful!

Maybe that's what Carmen looks like in the story. I wonder if that is the rumored Princess Sharon.

"Well, you seem a lot more temperamental."

Carol, who stopped a little further away, whispered.

The woman in the red dress spoke up to the people of Graciad.

"What a rude behavior to say that the princess of Keshtail came all the way in to give it to you, but that the prince, the bridegroom at heart, would not welcome it. Or is this the courtesy of the Graciad country?

Yeah, and Carmen's got a nose.

"Wow, you're an amazing kid," I admired, as no one said anything about having trouble treating Carmen.

For those in the country of Keshtail, this is an enemy land. Yet you behave so confidently, and the movement is only graceful and feminine.

Then Carmen, who heard the voice, looked at me and raised her eyebrows.

"Well...... are you the third prince?

"Shit...... not, no, beautiful lady. I'm from another country staying in this country, so don't worry about it."

When I smiled and told Carmen, she said as disappointed.

"Oh, yeah... that's a shame"

Today I was having tea with Carol wearing clothes given to me by Mr. Zelalk, full of 'Princess' embroidered gold on deep green and scattered with diamonds. So I guess Carmen thought you were royal.

If I don't wear the clothes given to me by Mr. Zeralk and the clothes given to me by His Royal Highness Rasdellini on the vermouth, I'm going to have a bad time with my brothers, so I'm quite concerned. My samurai, Jeana, manages my clothes, and at that direction, I change clothes about five times a day, which is a pain in the ass.

"The third prince of the country of Graciad is a samurai with a reputation as the Raging Eagle of Graciad."

I can't believe you're wrong about that muscle prince and me.

"Oh, you're strong too, aren't you?

To my surprise, Carmen grinned when she said so.

Hey, why did you do that?

I didn't know I was just a 'flickering prince' right away. This kid doesn't look like he looks like he's smart.

"Come on, how long are you willing to let me stand in a place like this? Guide us now. You don't have enough care for the bride who's tired on the long journey."

When Carmen looked cold at the Chancellor, Mr. Carsteck, he bowed his head to his knees and said, "I'm sorry."

"However, we have not responded to the Questelle Country to welcome the bride, therefore, Princess Sharon, we are not prepared to welcome you along the way."

"Then do it now."

"However..."

"I'm not going to fetch the bride. But we can't be ruthless imitations of chasing back those who are tired on long journeys."

Mr. Zelalk is here.

Since then, His Royal Highness the First Prince Lino Alto and his wife Lady Lucia, as well as His Royal Highness Rasdellini, also came.

"Carol, you won't be able to do this if you come on your own"

Lester came from behind and whispered to Carol.

"Oh, my brother, he wanted to sneak up on you."

"Oh, my God, they found out."

He found out, Lester.

Mr. Zeralk stood in front of Carmen.

Carmen looked up at the muscle prince without being frightened.

... Beautiful man, beautiful woman, looks good on you.

My chest hurt so badly.

Mr. Zeralk said, more blurry than usual.

"I'm Prince Zelalk."

Carmen then bowed with her hips down low.

"I apologize for your disrespect. I, Count Kirk of the State of Keshtail, am the third woman to serve as caretaker for the princess of the State of Keshtail, my name is Verana."

"Caregiver?

Both Mr. Zeralk and the others look suspicious.

Shit, you're so grand, I thought Carmen was a princess!

"Yes, Princess, you are tired from a long journey..."

"Verana, where's Verana?

"Princess?"

There was an adorable voice, and Carmen and Mr. Verana turned around.

"Are you awake? Verana is here."

"Verana, oh, you have to be gone. Oh, oh!

By the way.

As everyone watched, a blonde girl came on a small run, wearing a pink dress and tied a pink ribbon to her head, hugging Verana all the time.

"Verana."

"Fair enough, princess. Verana won't be leaving her precious princess behind. Come on, it's in your precious work, princess. Show your greetings after many exercises."

"Greetings... Yes, of course. Me, a lot of goodwill."

The girl grinned as she raised her face from Mr. Verana's dress. And I said, "Uh... which way?," he tilted his neck.

"Here it is"

Where did the force go earlier, Mr. Verana said in such a gentle tone.

Let's say hello to your big brother.

"Yeah, Bellana...... well, come on! Verana, what a treat! Could you do me a favor?

The girl circled her brown eyes and looked up at Mr. Zeralk. He said, "Oh, me?" I saw the girl with a face that looked terribly uncomfortable.

"Say hello before you hit me."

"Okay."

The girl nodded and said, pinching the dress and slightly bending her legs.

"Keshtail, come on, Uncle Oodle, Sherona, come on! Here you go, mister!

Chewed.

... No, before you bite, there's a problem.

"... Princess Sherona? Huh? Five?

"Princess Sherona, not Princess Sharon...... please wait"

Lucia checked the paperwork she had.

"Oh, what can I say! It is processed so that it can be read as Princess Sharon, making it an elusive decorative character, but if you look closely, it says Princess Sherona!

Mr. Lucia screamed.

"What the hell!? A confusing little craftsman..."

said the Chancellor.

"Five, you say? Is the Keshtail country telling me to take a five-year-old princess?

Mr. Zelalk held his head and said, "Hey Keshtail, what a lame push on mine cravings! I'm 28! And toddler hobbies don't even look like this! I said."

"Eh, get some pussy..."

Princess Sherona looked up at Mr. Verana, having trouble reacting on the Graciad side.

"Um, me..."

"Princess, you've been very good at greeting me! That was a wonderful greeting, perfect."

"Good! Thank you very much for your time. Sherona just did."

"Yeah, yeah, that's Sherona."

"Ugh," Sherona laughed, gladly narrowing her eyes, caressing herself like a puppy.

Loving the little princess, Mr. Verana looked at the universe only for a moment and said, "... you know what, you keshtail fucking royalty! We heard him groan small, with complicated thoughts.