Chapter 56: ☆Please tell her
After saying goodbye to Roy and the others, we headed toward the church.
As the church came into view, Atla-san narrowed her eyes with nostalgia.
Erika, walking beside me, suddenly tugged at my hem.
I tilted my head and looked at her. She was giving me a sulky stare.
"What’s wrong?"
"What happened to Roy-san?"
At Erika’s words, I remembered that I hadn’t explained everything and began to do so with a wry smile.
While listening to my explanation, Erika’s eyes widened, then she crossed her arms with a serious expression.
"So... what happened to that kidnapping culprit?"
"I knocked him unconscious and handed him over to the soldiers," I replied.
"...He’s really persistent. He’s still trying to target Lucy-san..."
Erika let out a sigh and shook her breasts, her face turning exasperated.
I gave a wry smile, thinking she was right.
Yes, he was persistent — the Lucy event was notoriously difficult to root out.
After all, the ones targeting Lucy were from a neighboring country.
Right now, there was no definite evidence, so we had to defend.
...Wait a second. Roy said he had captured the person who was controlling Rulen, right?
I stopped walking, turned around, and looked toward the royal castle.
If that were true, even a little evidence might appear.
The reason the kingdom couldn’t act was that they didn’t have definite proof that it was the neighboring country.
People who could control others were rare...
Would they really use such a person as a disposable pawn?
I wished there were some kind of sign so I could pull out my event knowledge, but...
That neighboring country was one that didn’t learn from its losses in war.
"What is it? You’re making such a difficult face..."
"...No, it’s nothing."
I shook my head at Erika’s voice, smiled at her, and placed both hands on my hips while letting my blonde hair flutter slightly in the wind.
...Even though she was wearing a bra, her breasts were moving beautifully.
When she crossed her arms and rested them on them, they moved more than usual.
I casually patted Erika’s head as we passed by and then hurried after the sisters ahead.
Erika floated question marks above her head and touched the spot I had touched with one hand, looking puzzled as she trotted over to walk beside me.
No matter how I thought about it, my actions wouldn’t change. I would do everything with full effort.
I wouldn’t change my personality even if Taylor warned me.
Looking at Erika’s sideways profile as Minty hugged her from behind, I resolved to behave myself.
We arrived at the church and entered the sanctuary.
There, Mayor was on her knees in front of the goddess statue, praying.
Sister Veil was not wearing her hood, and her beautiful silver hair was shining beautifully in the light.
Mayor noticed our presence and slowly stood up, turning around.
Atla-san darted ahead of me and ran up to Mayor.
"Mayor!"
"Atla-san!?"
Mayor’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Atla-san, then she broke into a joyful smile.
Mayor opened her arms wide and pulled Atla-san into a tight hug.
It was obvious from her expression how happy she was.
I felt sorry for the emotional moment, but Mayor had breasts that were larger than melons and not yet reaching watermelons.
...Do you understand?
Even in this touching scene where they were hugging, I could clearly see the large breasts being squished.
If they had been wearing normal civilian clothes, it would have been fine. But in monastic robes, it felt a bit inappropriate for me to be watching.
In fact, I had turned my gaze away.
When I glanced back, I noticed Erika looking at me with a sulky expression in the corner, but I honestly wanted her to forgive me.
Nitchi and Sera were also mixing in, happily embracing Mayor.
Probably the three girls were outside patrolling.
If they had been watching, they would have definitely been grinning.
"Raide...san?"
"...If it’s hard to say, call me Instructor instead, Dil?"
From the open door ahead, Dil appeared with a surprised face and looked at me.
Meene and Leein were chasing after Dil, who was walking toward me.
When they saw me, they stopped, bowed their heads, and approached Dil.
Dil looked up at me, then saw Atla-san and the others and let out a surprised murmur.
"Atla-san... Sister..."
"Won’t you call Mayor ’Sister Mayor’?"
"Dil-san, just give up already... There is no choice but to call her ’the one who listens to you.’"
I heard the murmur and asked what had made her angry.
Dil glared at me with resentment.
Meene and Leein exchanged glances and smiled awkwardly at my words.
Erika crossed her arms with an exasperated sigh at Dil’s glare and said,
"You’re really stubborn, you know."
At her words, Dil turned her face away from me, scratched her side hair shyly, and said,
"Mayor-san is... someone like a mother to me."
"...It’s not embarrassing. Hold your head high. I’m sorry for asking."
Dil looked at me with surprise at my words.
It wasn’t embarrassing at all — to be respected as a mother by the person who protected her and raised her was wonderful.
Those who mocked her should be left alone; being a mother figure was truly wonderful.
I knew that because Mayor had been running through the royal capital with tears in her eyes for their sake.
Dil gave me a wry smile while looking at me.
"You... I think it’s low of Instructor to say that."
"I fully agree."
At their words, I scratched the back of my head with a wry smile.
While we were talking, Atla-san noticed Dil and approached her.
Meene and Leein smiled at the awkward Dil, took her hand, and went to Atla-san.
I looked away again at Dil sinking into Atla-san’s large chest.
From the side, Erika said in a troubled voice,
"You’re doing the same thing."
"...I don’t do it in public and I do have consideration in my heart."
"...I think you do it too much, though?"
When I looked at Erika’s face at her words, her cheeks were flushed and she turned away shyly.
Her breasts were trembling slightly under her crossed arms. It looked like she was trembling.
Seeing her cute reaction, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her toward me.
The moment I pulled her, Erika was surprised and placed her hands on my chest.
With her cheeks still flushed, she looked at me with an exasperated expression and said,
"You’re being so pushy..."
"If you tremble like that, normal people would do this."
"...It makes me even more nervous."
"But the trembling has stopped, right?"
"Please be more considerate."
I laughed at Erika’s poka-poka pats on my chest, but I didn’t release her until the sisters’ conversation ended.
Atla-san and the others had finished talking about living at the church.
In fact, Mayor and the children had asked her to do so.
When I asked Mayor about the situation, she thanked me so much it was almost too much.
I shook my head and told her she was lucky. Mayor smiled and said,
"You’re right. There is a god."
I was stunned by Mayor’s words.
I never thought I would hear my own words from when we first met again.
Erika was asking Dil about the pillow’s progress and had already received a prototype.
Erika seemed extremely satisfied with the result and kept stroking the pillow.
After delivering the sisters to the church, Erika and I left.
It was probably around 5 PM — we had lingered too long.
In front of the three girls who had been waiting outside, I suddenly princess-carried Erika.
"Eh, um, Raide-san?"
Erika showed a surprised expression but wrapped her arms around my neck.
The three girls were grinning as they watched the scene, so I smiled and said,
"Please tell Nimi and Erika’s family that I’ll be returning tomorrow."
"Shishishi, got it~! Bye, Erika-chan~"
"Erika, do your best."
"...I’ll be looking forward to your report."
Leaving those words behind, the three girls walked cheerfully toward [Suzuya], laughing at Erika.
I began walking toward Felica’s rented inn, still princess-carrying Erika.
Of course, I was carrying her the whole way.
Every step made Erika’s breasts bounce... If they moved this much, wouldn’t an improved bra be necessary?
Erika must have read my mind, because she looked at me with flushed cheeks and watery eyes and said,
"Ah, tomorrow, is it?"
"Yeah, tomorrow. Today’s impossible."
"...P-please be gentle."
At her small voice, I answered with a kiss on her lips.
Erika’s expression had melted a little, but it was still a bit early.
We hadn’t reached the inn yet.
