
Right now I am sitting alone, after eating.
Dinner today was better than usual although my mother's mushroom gratin was still the best.
I ate too much and my stomach felt a bit heavy, but this feeling of fullness was quite good.
Everyone has gone to the workshop. My father knew Ray was interested in making swords so he enthusiastically took him to the workshop.
Misha and Sasha also disappeared.
It's been a while and they still haven't returned, however, I can hear the time from time so they are still chatting.
Leaning back in my chair, I could hear voices from the kitchen.
My mammy? Let's look.
It was actually Misha inside.
"What are you doing?"
Misha changed with a flat expression as usual.
"The scarred cheese."
I could see the stone oven lit up. Did he really make the gratin?
We're done eating.
"What about that?"
"Make it."
"You are?"
* Kokuri*Misha nodded.
"Mother Arnos is good."
"Well, I'm not going to argue with that but why?"
Misha blinked a few times.
"Teach me."
Sasha and Misha did help when preparing dinner. Did my mom teach them how to cook it at the same time?
"Train yourself."
I'm seeing.
"You want more practice making gratin?"
"Mrs."
"Well, my mom's a gratin mushroom is the best there is."
Misha nodded again.
"Arnos' favorite food."
"…… .Does that mean you're practicing because it's my favorite food?"
Just a little, but Misha suddenly looked embarrassed.
"I like Arnos' happy face."
He said something funny.
"I'm happy."
Misha smiled at my words.
"Arnos is close to Sasha."
"It's so thick."
Sasha exposed all her emotions without restraint and spoke to me harshly. He is also sometimes nosy and unintentionally entertaining. I didn't have such a subordinate 2000 years ago.
"Is there something wrong with that?"
“Good,” Misha looks me in the eye. "But I'm a little lonely."
"I saw. Do I feel like I've become your older sister?"
Misha's eyes opened slightly and she shook her head.
"Over."
Misha suddenly pointed at me.
"I? By Sasha?"
Misha nodded slightly.
Unlike usual for Misha, she looked me in the eye.
"I'm friends first." His voice became thinner. "... But Sasha is closer now ..."
I unintentionally laughed.
"So, even Misha can think like that."
He looked down and said in a small voice.
"........ Jealousy is not good ………"
Our feelings don't always go the way we want them to either.
"I'm not on good terms with your village's Sasha."
"Very?"
Misha looked at me doubtfully.
"He Just Talks More"
"... I'm talking a little ..."
Misha's voice calmed down.
"That's one of your good points, Misha."
His face relaxed a little.
"Very?"
"Yes. I can feel calm when I talk to you."
* Fufu*Misha laughs shyly.
"I'm happy."
Fumu's. This misconception of inaction is too late.
"Ah."
Misha suddenly notices noticing something and notices some gloves before taking the pot out of the oven.
The smell of white sauce and good cheese just came out.
"I did it."
Misha by putting the pot on the table before taking a wooden spoon and taking some gratin, blowing it to cool it down and then taking it in one gulp.
Did it go well? Misha nodded while enjoying her gratin.
"Is this delicious?"
Misha turned to face me with a flat expression before taking out more gratin and pointing the spoon towards me.
"Eat?"
"Ah, no, I just ate a while ago."
"………………………………… ..I see …………………………"
Misha stared at the gratin on the spoon.
He somehow looks lonely.
Oh, she said she likes to see my happy face so that's what she should practice.
Then, no matter what full I am, I will eat it.
“Fumu. Actually, I changed my mind. I'm a little hungry. Can I have? "
Misha smiled happily and nodded before blowing the gratin.
Moving forward, he carried the spoon to my mouth.
"here."
Misha demanded that I open my mouth.
“……… ..”
I'm not a baby. I can eat by myself.
When I didn't open my mouth, he tilted one side.
"... Aaahn ……"
Does he think his intentions were not communicated? He asked me to open my mouth again.
Whatever. I guess it's okay. Do what you want.
I opened my mouth and Misha fed me gratin.
Umu, this is beautiful. He had just learned from my mother, but he could already perfectly taste the gratin flavor of my mother's mushroom.
"… ..How is that ……… ..?"
"It's beautiful."
* Fufu*Misha laughs.
"One more?"
"Let's have."
Misha brought it to my mouth again.
“....... Aahn .........”.
Do you think I won't open my mouth if you don't do that?
Misha fed me the same way again.
I was already full but in the next 10 minutes, I managed to eat another gratin dish.
“…… .Unnormal .....” He said with a bit of embarrassment. "I'll make it again."
"Don't exaggerate. You don't have to be friends with me."
Misha was silent and looked troubled.
"Not good?"
Apparently, it's none of my business.
"If you really want please do."
"I like this."
He has to be a creative person. He is also proficient in Construction Making .
"Will you let me eat it again?"
"Promise?"
"Yes. I'm looking forward to it."
I plate plates and spoons and my magic. They quickly before floating in the air and returning to the closet.
"Do you go to the workshop?"
"Not yet."
"What if we go?"
"Mrs."
I headed to the workshop with Misha but inside there was only my mother. No one else was visible.
"Where's Ray?"
My mother raised her index finger and placed it in front of her mouth in a sweeping motion.
Notification is Sasha wrapped in a blanket and sleeping.
"Sasha-chan is getting tired."
To be fair, he used a lot of strength in the test.
"Ray-kun and the others went to the park to enjoy the night air." My mother said in a soft voice.
Should we go to the garden?
We left the workshop and went outside. The sun may have gone down but the months were bright tonight.
The place we lived in was so dense with houses that light came out of them as well.
"But thank you for today."
From our garden, I heard the voice of the Mass.
Peering into the garden, I saw Misa sitting among the roots of the tree with Ray standing by her side.
"In what way?"
“Fufufu. You invited me. If Ray-san doesn't talk I don't think Arnos-sama will allow me to join the group so thank you for that. "
Ray smiled.
"That's not what I meant."
“Ah, how simple. You're kind. "
Misa laughed and smiled.
“...... This is the first time I met someone like Ray-san .....”
"Like me?"
"…… ..Hmmmm. How divide. You don't care at all about being noble .........?”
Ray laughs.
"I think the two Necrons are the same."
"Ahaha .... but it's a little different with you, right? Sasha-san and Misha-san know about the development and understand it, but it is still Arnos-sama's subordinate."
"I'm different?"
"Yes, you. Royal bloodline or mixed blood. No problem for you. You don't seem interested in the founder's blood. I can't find the right words but what I'm trying to say is you don't seem to care?"
Ray laughed again.
"You may be right. As I said in the group test I'm not good at it."
Ray looked away from Mass and looked into the distance.
"I just really want to judge about the sword. How can I swing faster? How can I cut something that can't be cut? Anything outside is troublesome."
“There's more to it? Are there no circumstances where you would think of anything other than a sword? "
Misa asks a simple question.
"Yes, there are things if you live. Eat for example."
Misa laughed out loud.
"You're just lazy Ray-san."
"I'm a relaxed person."
Ray turned his eyes back to Mass.
"Therefore I will not enter the unification faction. However, the controls are not on the right."
"Ah no. I have no such intention."
Misa panicked and waved the disaster before thinking of a serious face.
“I did accept it. A person like Ray-san might be the ideal person for the unification. Whether you can afford it or not, my mazoku is split in two. It was troublesome and I didn't care. The one who could say that must be someone who did not discriminate against people. "
"It's a shame if you lift me that much. If you say that then there is Arnos. He doesn't seem to care about anything."
“…… ..Arnos-sama ...... ..”
"Since you want him to be the face of your struggle, can't you look at him with calm eyes?"
Misa looked at Ray in wonder.
"It's very frank."
Ray did not answer. He just stared at Misa who looked away awkwardly.
"...... For us, there is no other way but to believe in Arnos-sama. I know it might not be a good thing for Arnos-sama ....”.
"I think it's okay."
Misa's face was shocked.
"Whatever Misa-san does, she won't be affected in the least."
Misa buried her face on her knees without an answer to reply.
"He really doesn't care. I honestly believe that. Is that useful? Does it look bad or bad? Arnos has no perspective at all. A bucket of water thrown into the sea will not make waves. To me, he surpassed all that. "
"You just met him. How can you be so sure? "
Ray laughed again.
“It was just my intuition. I'm not good at thinking about difficult things. "
Misa laughs.
"I feel a little easier, somehow."
"Can I ask you something?"
Misa's face showed an inquisitive expression.
"Yes, that"
“Is Misa-san half spirit half demon?
"Yes…….."
"Did your body not deteriorate?"
As if not understanding Misa moving her head to the side.
"Errrm ... well. Why are you asking? "
Ray closed his mouth for a moment then spoke with an unusually sincere expression.
"I've heard that half demon spirits don't live long."
"Eh ... ..?"
“But as far as I know there are no half living spirits who can use spirit magic. I think Misa-san is special. "
"Is that so? I myself do not know ...... ”..
Ray extended his hand to Mass.
"What if we go back? My body became cold. "
"Ah yes."
Misa grabbed Ray's hand and stood up.
“Thank you so much for today. I will do my best to create a society where people like Ray-san are the norm. ”
As soon as she spoke, Misa made a face like she made a mistake.
"sorry. I shouldn't have said something so troublesome."
"It's okay."
Ray laughs.
"I'll support you. Since I'm a noble and the members create chaos, I'm honestly tired all the time."
The face grew excited and he clenched.
“Please leave it to me. I will do my best so that the day Ray-san can relax comes. "
Author's note: This new guy stands out but I strongly believe in the Misha faction! Expect heat support for Misha to increase!
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