"Sister Joan of Arc, are we going to France?"

Sakura took Joan of Arc's hand and walked down the high slope of the road, with the silent city of Fuyuki in the background. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The asphalt road stretches to the end of the sky with loess on both sides, connecting with the blue sky to form a long boundary.

"yes, but I heard from the master, you have to get to the port first."

Joan of Arc changed into a white T-shirt, and her full chest propped up the clothes high, obviously casual clothes, but probably because she was one size smaller, she wore the effect of tights.

The thick braids were also untied, casually draped behind him like waves, and with black hot pants and three-point over-the-knee socks on the knees, Joan of Arc at this moment exuded a completely different and youthful atmosphere from before.

"Is it Master?!"

Sakura smiled unconsciously when she said the name.

"Master, I want to talk to him too."

Sakura's tone was wistful.

In her world, if Joan of Arc is a messenger of justice who descended from the sky, then the master in her mouth is something like "justice".

The transformation from despair to hope is enough to completely change a person's perception.

Although the perpetrator himself does not have such a consciousness, the rescued person will always be moved in the depths of his heart and will be preserved forever.

Prayer is a compulsory part of Joan of Arc every morning, and although there is no mandatory requirement, Sakura will close her eyes and pray every morning when it is still misty.

The heart is free of impurities, not praying for anything, but doing so will make her feel more calm.

After all, anyone who gets out of a demon cave like that will leave a shadow, right?

As Sakura prayed, she felt the light shine into her heart, and the remaining fear began to melt away like ice and snow.

Hearing Sakura's words, Joan of Arc stopped, took her hand and squatted down,

"Do you want to talk to the master?"

"Well, is that okay?"

Sakura's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Hmm...... Probably yes...... Such? ...... that seems like that? ”

Joan of Arc projected the information room into the void, and anyone with strong mental power could speak of the information room and project it into reality.

She fiddled with the interface of the information room, and it seemed that there was a voice last time?

But because it was Ye Li who was in charge, she didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

stared at the confused eyes, and suddenly a childlike happy smile appeared on his face,

"Yes, that's it. Sakura-chan, Sakura-chan, just talk to it. ”

Really put the voice system in the information room in front of Sakura.

"Is it okay to just talk? Can you hear it just by talking? ”

The little girl bloomed with a smile that was more colorful than a flower in the summer sun.

“master…… master！ ”

Sakura was a little reserved.

And Ye Li was discussing the problem of the novel with the black cat, and suddenly Lori's crisp voice came......

“……？”

The voice that can be transmitted directly to your own head can only be opened by the person who opens the sharing and Hatsune.

But what's going on with this Lolita?

Well,Although there is indeed a feeling of "so cute and cute" crispy,But the style of painting is wrong.。

The only one who has always maintained a shared connection with herself is Joan of Arc.

Just when Ye Li was confused, a crisp and weak tone came again,

“master…… I'm Sakura......"

Uh, it turned out to be Sakura-chan.

But why does she call me master?

This time, instead of a text message, Yeri transmitted the past by voice.

"Sakura-chan, are you still used to being with Joan of Arc?"

Being with Joan of Arc who doesn't know much about life at such a young age can be hard in many ways.

"Ah, really. Talk to the master. ”

With great excitement, Sakura cheered on the side of the road.

"Thank you so much always, Master."

Ha? All the while?

It's only been a few days, isn't it a bit too exaggerated to say that it's been all along?

But thank me for what? I don't think I've done anything.

It's more about Joan of Arc.

"No, I'm so happy to see you so energetic. By the way, why do you call me master? ”

"That's what Sister Joan of Arc called."

Sakura said as a matter of course.

But to be called master (master) by this kind of loli or something...... Well, Ye Li admitted, there was a moment when there was indeed the pleasure of forbiddenness that would normally be uncomfortable.

But soon overshadowed by reason and guilt.

Ye Li grinned unnaturally.

"Sakura-chan, you can call me brother."

"Why?"

"Uh......"

Sakura doesn't cling,

"Why can Sister Joan of Arc call you Master, but not me?"

It's not that it can't be, it's the opposite.

Ye Li silently wept in his heart, but the reason why human beings are human beings is because of the existence of such things as the bottom line and reason.

For an innocent little girl who doesn't understand anything, you must not do such an unforgivable thing.

"It's not like that, I mean ......"

Ye Li was quickly thinking about countermeasures.

"I want to say, I hope you can treat my brother as a former brother and rely on me to your heart's content. So, if you can call me Brother Yeri, I'll be very happy. ”

Sakura's expression, which was still lost just now, instantly peeled off the dark clouds and saw the bright moon, and became smiling.

"Hmmm! Well! Is that so? That's right. Well, Brother Yeli! ”

Thank you for your understanding......

Alas, my dear conscience, the way of a gentleman is not for me.

Sakura ended the conversation contentedly,

But what Yeri ushered in was Joan of Arc's sadness,

"May my Lord ...... Can you rely on it? Sakura is so happy. Although I also know that as a servant, I am not qualified to call the Lord an elder brother, but rather, it is an act of transgression to hope for more favor. Ay. 、、I, who should serve you wholeheartedly, actually have such unclean thoughts. Ah, of course, I don't have any thoughts of resentment about calling you master, it's just ...... It's just that...... Ay. Am I fallen?"

This time in the form of words.

Yeri: =_=

I really feel that my liver is aching. It doesn't fit your image of a saint at all, hey.

But not hiding her true mood in the slightest is also a manifestation of a pure saint, right?

"Aozura: Joan of Arc."

Even so, although it felt a little troublesome, Ye Li still explained seriously,

"Aozura: You know what? The so-called master, only people who are truly recognized by me and have the same heart, I would hope that she can call me that. So, the title of master is unique, and you are the only one, and I only want you to call it."

"May my lord: Is this the original original like this....... ah....... master.......ahah...... Calm down, me."

Joan of Arc kept fanning her hot cheek with her hand, and then patted it harder.

"Whew, calm down."

Joan of Arc protrudes with a breath of heat.

"Aokura: Where are you going?"

"May my lord: just out of the city."

Just out of town? Even cars at the end of the 20th century weren't so slow, were they?

Eh, etc.,

She said "go" out of town?

"Aokura: I don't think it's very likely, but I'd like to ask, you won't be walking now, right?"

"May my Lord: yes, don't you need an ID card and a passport to take a vehicle?"

"Aoku: I don't think it's necessary to take a car in the ....... territory......

"Eh-"

Joan of Arc stiffened in place......