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The vindictive stares of the old adventurers are bad.
I feel like I’m going to be seriously cursed if I don’t do something about it.
“Karlot, Fuller, Bellucci, I went to the Royal Capital, do you want to hear what I have to say?” (Nyango)
There were no members of Chariot, and I couldn’t find any of Bored Men, so I called Tracker, a party of three dogkins I know, as a buffer.
I’ll buy you dinner, so please become a meat shield to protect me from the crazy eyes of the uncles. (Nyango)
Karlot and his friends also want to visit the Royal Capital someday, and they listened intently to the conversation until about halfway through, but they started widening their eyes around the attack on Flos Village.
“Um… did that pulverization magic circle blow away a lot of people?” (Karlot)
“That’s right, Karlot. The pulverization magic circle is dangerous, and the catkin who activated it was blown to pieces.” (Nyango)
“Nyango blocked it with magic, right?” (Karlot)
“It was a close call.” (Nyango)
“After that, guys with magic guns attacked you right?” (Fuller)
“That’s right, Fuller. And they attacked us from different directions.” (Nyango)
“And Nyango took them all out by yourself?” (Bellucci)
“That’s right, Bellucci. Yes, Bellucci. The Lagart knights were also hit by the blast and were confused.” (Nyango)
“In the end, did you take out the archers from the roof?” (Bellucci)
“That’s right, if I hadn’t deployed my shield, we might have been killed.” (Nyango)
The three from Trackers looked at each other and signaled something with their eyes.
They seem to think my story is a myth.
It’s really rude of them to think I’m telling them a story about a scene in which I played a big role as a joke.
Just because I’m being held in Ms. Leila’s lap doesn’t mean I’m joking about my story.
“Yes, Nyango. Roasted red-winged duck.” (Leila)
“Ah… Yummeow! The sweetness of the fat and the rich flavor of the meat, yummeow! It’s better than the roasted duck I had at the castle!” (Nyango)
“Oh, Nyango. Have you been to the castle as well?” (Leila)
“Yes, I was invited to the banquet because I was in charge of escorting the fifth princess at the Royal Capital’s ‘Nest Leaving Ceremony’.” (Nyango)
Ms. Leila seems to believe me, but the three Trackers are smiling unsurely.
“Princess Elmerine took a liking to you and had your left eye healed, right?” (Leila)
“Meow, Ms. Jessica, why do you know that…?” (Nyango)
“It was written in the guild report. I heard that the surname Sir Elmer was also a attributed to Princess Elmerine?” (Leila)
“My last name was given to me by His Majesty the King, so it’s not like I asked for it…” (Nyango)
“I heard that you were quite intimate at the dinner party…” (Leila)
“Nya, that’s right… Th-the souvenir from the Royal Capital…” (Nyango)
“Would it be inconvenient if I asked you something?” (Leila)
“N-no, it’s nothing like that… I just don’t want to forget something I worked hard to pick out in the Royal Capital and bring it back home with me.” (Nyango)
I pulled out two long, thin packages from my backpack.
“Um, this is for Ms. Jessica, and this is for Ms. Leila. Thank you for everything.” (Nyango)
“Thank you, may I open it?” (Jessica)
“Well, this is nice… It is a different color from Jessica’s.” (Leila)
The necklace I chose as a souvenir for the two of them is a necklace with a Huley flower motif.
It is made of platinum, finely decorated, and has a gemstone inlaid in the center of the flower.
Ms. Jessica’s jewel is red and Ms. Leila’s is orange.
“They say red symbolizes passion and orange intelligence.” (Nyango)
“Nyango, can you put it on me?” (Lelia)
“Of course…” (Nyango)
I tried to put the necklace on Ms. Leila, who was holding me in her arms, so that she was hugging me from behind.
It’s all kinds of soft, warm, and I get to enjoy the nice smell, and I can’t help it.
“Thank you, why don’t you help with Jessica’s too?” (Leila)
Even though she says that, Ms. Leila doesn’t seem to plan on letting me go, so I end up in a position where I’m also being hugged by Ms. Jessica.
It’s soft in many ways… The following sentences are the same, so the old men aren’t gnashing their teeth.
“Hmm… Nyango is greedy, isn’t he?” (Leila)
“Really… what should we do, Ms. Leila?” (Jessica)
“Nya, did I make a mistake?” (Nyango)
“In Ibouro, when a woman wears a necklace around her neck from someone, it means that she belongs to them and will be defended against other men, you know…?” (Jessica)
“Eeeee… isn’t that for rings?” (Nyango)
“A ring is not an ordinary accessory. A necklace means I’m going to put a collar on you and I won’t let you escape…” (Leila)
“Nya… That’s right… I don’t know… Or rather, why is Ms. Leila wearing it…” (Nyango)
“Oh, why don’t you make me Leila Elmer?” (Leila)
“Are you also going to make me Jessica Elmer?” (Jessica)
What’s this, staff at the jewelry store in the Royal Capital, if you have such a custom, you should have told me.
Well, since a while ago, I’ve been hearing low voices saying “Kill… Kill…”coming from everywhere… You too Karlot?
“I’m in trouble, Jessica. It seems like Sir Elmer is toying with me.” (Leila)
“I didn’t expect something like this to happen either…” (Jessica)
No, no, no, you’re both the ones toying with me.
You act like you’re troubled, but you both have laughter behind your eyes.
“Jessica, we can’t get into the intricacies here, so let’s have a long talk later in my room.” (Leila)
“Yes, I will do so. It’s decided, Sir Elmer.” (Jessica)
“I see……” (Nyango)
It seems that tonight I have to wash and dry them both whole and serve as a hot water bottle.
The three from Trackers I invited to ease the resentful glances from the old adventurers were not going to be of any help, so I guess I’m going to have to ignore it all.
I’ll eat to my heart’s content and brag to my heart’s content.
Dieting is—temporarily suspended!
“Yummeow! Fried Mordal, yummeow! The white meat is fluffy, the batter is crispy, and the tartar sauce is so good!” (Nyango)
“So, Nyango is the princess’s lifesaver?” (Karlot)
“I guess so… but I declined the appointment as a Royal Guard.” (Nyango)
“Oh, isn’t it cool to be a princess’ knight?” (Karlot)
“It’s no good. If I become a Royal Guard for a female royal, it will be taken away.” (Nyango)
“Will be taken…?” (Karlot)
“Yes, ‘that’ will be taken away.” (Nyango)
When I was asked about what would be taken, everyone including Ms. Leila was surprised.
“You’re not lying, are you?” (Karlot)
“It is the truth.” (Nyango)
“That’s no good.” (Karlot)
The three from Trackers as well as other young adventurers were biting at the mention of the knight apprentice training center where I had visited Horacio.
When I told them that those who had been recruited for their talents were devoting themselves to training, they seemed to be inspired and began discussing their training plans for the next day.
Shortly before the tavern’s closing time, I was taken home by Ms. Leila and Ms. Jessica to the booing of all the remaining adventurers in the tavern.
I told them that tonight was my treat to commemorate being made an honorary knight, but I still didn’t deserve to be booed.
I mean, I’m the one being taken home, and it’s a physical takeaway, too.
“So, Nyango, you’ll take me as your bride, won’t you?” (Leila)
“You’re going to take me, right?” (Jessica)
“I’m sorry, I really didn’t know.” (Nyango)
As soon as I arrived at Leila’s room, she brought up a subject that I thought was over, and I had to show my best effort to get down on my knees.
“What should we do, Jessica?” (Leila)
“What should we do, Ms. Leila?” (Jessica)
They both seem to be having fun while smirking, but I wonder what they’d do if I told them I’d marry them both.
I can’t imagine the dream harem life… all I can think of is a future where I’m forced to serve and pay tribute to these two.
Also, the two of becoming my wives… If I were to report that, Grandma Carisa would get really angry.
“I can’t help it… Jessica, let us not count this one time.” (Leila)
“That’s right. we’ll just make sure to receive a good service tonight, Ms. Leila.” (Jessica)
“Thank goodness.” (Nyango)
Huh… I went to the Royal Capital, achieved many accomplishments, received the title of honorary knight, was promoted to A-rank, and bought souvenirs… I wonder why I’m apologizing.
After this, the two of them were made to wash every nook and cranny in the bathroom… every nook and cranny.
If I told the old adventurers about this, they might cry tears of blood, but it’s a lot of work to wash two people with a catkin’s body.
It’s really a lot of work.
After washing the two of them, being washed by them, drying their hair and tails, then drying myself thoroughly, cleaning up the bathroom, and giving them cold water to drink… phew, I’m tired.
After this, Ms. Leila and Ms. Jessica sandwiched me between them and served as a hotwater bottle, but I soon fell asleep due to the fatigue of the trip.
It’s a secret whether or not I bumped on them a lot while I slept soundly until morning.
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