"Hmm... Somehow, you're feeling bad in your throat today, aren't you?"
"Oh!"
Miss Isabella's remark as she tilted her head with her hand on her throat forcibly awakened my consciousness, which had been half asleep all night.
Was it unpalatable to make him drink semen?
It was unpalatable no matter how you think about it...
It was too much.
But I was so excited, and honestly, I want to do it again...
(No, no, that's not what I'm thinking about right now...)
I forcibly kick Isabella's glossy appearance from just a few hours ago out of my mind and manage to regain my sanity.
The Ojou-sama isn't aware of it, but she can't afford to get caught up in a weird rag here.
"Maybe you're still tired from yesterday, so I'll prepare a tea for your throat later."
"Yes, please do so."
Perhaps satisfied with my appropriate explanation, the Ojou-sama nodded slightly and headed to the dining room to have breakfast.
In such a case, the Ojou-sama is simple and helpful.
Of course, I like that kind of place.
"Isabella-sama is here!"
The moment the Ojou-sama stepped into the cafeteria, the students who had been eating until then gathered in a row and surrounded her.
I was wary of the unusual situation, but apparently there was no need for it.
"You defeated the singular species that led the hordes of demons, Isabella-sama, you are wonderful!"
"I respect you for being not only beautiful but also strong!"
"You are the daughter of the famous Duke of Variers, and someone like Isabella is a true nobleman."
Probably, the members of the same group told the story of the Ojou-sama defeating the singular species last night.
He has accomplished such a feat, and he deserves this much praise.
"Of course, I'm Isabella Variers, and I don't think I've ever been able to deal with a monster of that magnitude!"
At the students' words of praise one after another, Miss Isabella was in a good mood and smiled proudly.
(They always say things that are convenient.)
As I watched them closely, I cast a cold glance at the students around me.
Among them were not only the usual entourage of the Ojou-sama, but also students who had been on the prince's side or who did not belong to any faction and decided to stand on the sidelines.
All of them are smiling flimsily and thinking only of getting into the Ojou-sama who has gained fame in this case.
It is natural for the weak to swear by the strong, but it is uncomfortable if it is so blatant.
"Ojou-sama, it's about time..."
"Oh, I can't help it, I wanted to talk to you a little more, but I want to have breakfast too. Can you let me through?"
It's bad for the Ojou-sama who is in a good mood with the praise of those around her, but we came to eat.
I can't stay here forever, so I urge the Ojou-sama.
Besides, I wanted to get the Ojou-sama out of such an uncomfortable space as soon as possible.
"Then this seat is available, Isabella-sama!"
"Then I'll bring you a meal!"
"Isabella, would you like a drink?"
If the Ojou-sama commands, the fence will break to give way, and the surrounding students will prepare the Ojou-sama's meal first.
His desperate look is so desperate that I can't help but pull back.
The only salvation is that the Ojou-sama herself doesn't seem to care much about this ugly scene.
"It's Isabella-sama."
"It's lovely, Isabella."
"Isabella-sama!" "Isabella-sama!"
"Oh, that's not something I take for granted."
Even after taking a seat, it is the same as ever, and the praise from the students sitting around me is constant.
To be honest, I don't feel like eating or going through my throat in such a state of attention, but the Ojou-sama doesn't seem to care and is smiling at the students while eating.
I guess this kind of thing is the quality of standing above people.
She is a Ojou-sama.
But isn't it a little too much?
In my experience, it is most dangerous when the Ojou-sama is in good shape like this.
I can't say what, but I have a feeling that it will turn out badly later...
"But it's like we've decided the evaluation of this training."
"What...?"
When the Ojou-sama, who seemed to be satisfied with being praised for a while, mentioned the evaluation of the training to change the subject, the students who had been praising Miss Isabella so passionately earlier suddenly fell silent.
On the contrary, they even look at each other and give each other awkward looks.
Apparently my hunch was right.
"The... Isabella, haven't you heard?"
"What are you talking about?"
One of the students asks Miss Isabella a terrified question, but of course she doesn't know what they want to say.
However, judging from their reactions, it seems that it is not very good for the Ojou-sama.
「「「...」」」
"What is it!?"
Seeing the Ojou-sama's reaction, the students distorted their faces even more and quietly discussed something.
Meanwhile, the Ojou-sama couldn't understand why and could only put on a confused expression.
"Isabella, that... It's very difficult to say..."
「?」
When the students finally reach a consensus, a faint-hearted female student appears in front of Miss Isabella.
And the Ojou-sama listened to what she, the pitiful victim, said fearfully, while tilting her head cutely.
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There was a pair of eyes staring at Isabella as she ate while surrounded by many students from a table a short distance away.
「...」
The pen in the girl's hand has already stopped running over her notebook, instead it is clenched and rustling in her hand as if to express her inner feelings.
「... Oh no!"
His durability reached its limit, and when he finally threw away the broken pen with a clanging sound in his hand, he held his notebook to his chest. Maria left the cafeteria as if fleeing the abominable scene.
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"Mmmm
The expedition training, which had been troublesome, was somehow over, and all that was left was to return to the royal capital, but Miss Isabella was making noise in the carriage on the way back.
I can't help but let out a small sigh as I sit across from the Ojou-sama who is making noise by flapping her hands and legs in the spacious car in vain.
By the way, other students are not in this carriage.
As long as the Ojou-sama was in such a state, everyone fled to the other carriages for fear of collateral damage.
Their judgment is correct.
Honestly, I want to run away too.
... Impossible?
"I worked so hard, but I can't believe I didn't have everything!"
It is true that the Ojou-sama is like this as usual, but what the hell is going on with it is because of the cancellation of this training.
Due to the unusual situation of a large flood of monsters caused by a peculiar species, the teachers immediately decided to cancel the training and rescue the students.
So far, so good, but the problem is that the cancellation of this training has also been lost.
So, back to the Ojou-sama.
The Ojou-sama eventually defeated the mighty singular species, and managed to get through the forest within the stipulated time while carrying the carcass as proof.
Naturally, there were some difficulties in this.
It is not difficult to imagine the hardships of a Ojou-sama who was busy dealing with monsters without sleep, and was forced to run through the forest as soon as she thought it was over.
All of that hard work turned into a bubble of water.
No wonder the Ojou-sama is sharp.
Technically, this subjugation did not increase the fame of the Ojou-sama, and all of it was wasted, but it must be the same for the Ojou-sama.
"What! I don't care about the hordes of demons because I defeated them!"
"Well, I guess..."
Crow should be more angry too!"
"No, even if you say so..."
I replied appropriately to Miss Isabella, but before I knew it, the Ojou-sama standing in front of me was condemning me.
However, this is already the sixteenth time I have heard the Ojou-sama complain.
Even before I got in the carriage, I was making endless noises about the same content like this, so I was getting tired of it.
Even though I worked so hard yesterday, I am often impressed that he has the energy to make so much noise.
"Such tyranny can never be tolerated! When I return to the royal capital, I protest to the school and retract it... I have to let you..."
"Ojou?"
The Ojou-sama was determined to leave me alone, but suddenly I sat down on the spot.
I grabbed the Ojou-sama's shoulders and supported her, but what the hell was going on?
"Kimochiwarui..."
"Oh..."
I was worried about the sudden situation, but when I saw the blue-faced Ojou-sama, I was convinced.
The ride of the carriage on the rough road is not flattering, and the body has been rattling and shaking since earlier.
In the midst of all this, she made a lot of noise, no matter how Ojou-sama she was, she couldn't help getting drunk.
"Because they make so much noise, you know, medicine. Can I drink it?"
"Uh..."
I had no choice but to hold the Ojou-sama and give her anti-sickness medicine, and then laid out cushions on the seat and made her lie down.
"Stiff..."
I managed to get her to sleep, but the Ojou-sama started complaining that the seat was hard.
I don't have any extra luggage for training, so in fact, the only cushions here are the Ojou-sama and me.
As a result, as a woman, Miss Isabella is unable to support her entire body, and her legs are thrown out on a hard wooden seat.
When he complains like this, I think he may be quite fine, but his complexion is still bad.
"There is only such a thing, but for now please bear with this"
I can't help it, so I sit down and put Miss Isabella's head on my lap.
I don't like men's knee pillows because they're hard, but now there's nothing else to replace them.
You have to put up with this.
"Well, I can't help it..."
Sure enough, the Ojou-sama with her head on my lap looks dissatisfied, but she doesn't say anything more and quietly closes her eyes on my lap.
(Absolutely, this person is...)
Even though he was shaken by all the noise, just looking at his relieved expression was rewarding.
I don't hate being swayed by the Ojou-sama's selfishness, and I even like it.
Although she is stunned that she is helplessly in love with her, such a Ojou-sama is adorable and gently extends her hand.
"What are you doing!?"
"Oh..., I'm sorry."
(Oops!? ）
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she finally realized that she was stroking her blonde hair.
What a blunder.
I wondered if I had lost the feeling of last night, but I subconsciously did it.
"Well, wait! Nothing will stop you."
Inwardly impatiently, he tried to retract his hand into the throat, but it was stilled by the Ojou-sama's voice.
── Wait, what did the Ojou-sama just say?
"Uh... Do you mind if I continue, then?"
"If Crow really wants to, why don't you let him?"
The Ojou-sama answers my puzzled question while turning her head, but I can't help but feel like a Ojou-sama.
It was hard to pretend not to notice that the cute ears peeking out of the blonde were dyed bright red.
「... May I stroke your Ojou-sama's head?"
"I can't help it, I'll allow it."
"Thank you."
"Hmm..."
With permission, I stroke the lustrous blonde hair again with my right hand, and the Ojou-sama narrows her eyes comfortably and does as I please.
Apparently, the Ojou-sama also likes to be patted on the head like this, and sometimes she presses her head to the palm of her hand and demands that she stroke her more.
If this satisfies the Ojou-sama, I will do as much as I can from now on.
「... Hmm."
"Ojou?"
After stroking the Ojou-sama's head for a while, I felt a soft touch in my left hand.
When I turned my gaze, the Ojou-sama's hand was holding mine.
I even intertwine my fingers like the last time I did it as a reward.
"What, don't you want a reward?"
"Not really, I was just thrilled by the unexpected joy, Ojou-sama."
Maybe he didn't like my strange expression, so I responded by squeezing her hand back to the Ojou-sama with a pointed mouth.
As I felt the softness of the Ojou-sama transmitted from her smooth palm, my heart was filled with a sense of happiness.
"Hmph... That's fine. Look, my hands are stopping. Stroke me more."
"Yes, Ojou-sama."
As I stroked the head of the Ojou-sama who was in a good mood, I couldn't help but hope that this calm time would last forever.