Recalling the moment when he returned the money to the boy, Yasha next to Natsume showed a pained expression.

It was not because of the damage suffered by pursuing the enemy, nor because of the trouble, but because of the extremely warm thanks from the other party.

Although it is common etiquette to hug this kind of behavior, the witch lady of the brigade does not think so.

The other party's question, the other party's breath, and at the same time the distance between the other party and themselves.

Too close?

No, it's not for this reason, but in this case, you won't be able to swing the broadsword freely, after all, if you are too close, the attack and strength of the blade will decrease.

She is so sensitive to everything around her. When she was drinking, she would constantly use the detection technique, and when she slept, she would always build a defensive technique, and she felt uneasy as if everything was an enemy.

Ahhhh

"What's wrong? Staring at me all the time. ”

"No~ I suddenly feel so annoying about you."

After saying this, Yesha took out the wine jug on her waist and drank it.

Speaking of which, Yesha, who stopped after taking a sip, asked

"What's your name?"

"William Orville."

Let's just answer this for now, Natsume thought, and then pointed ahead

"Here we are."

"I know, this is my territory."

Nodding, Natsume shrugged in understanding.

Walking into the bar, it was as noisy as usual, and if you had to say something different, it was more cheerful than before.

Natsume and Yasha walked in together, and this scene attracted everyone's attention, some with surprised expressions, some with surprised expressions, and Trian in the corner with a wry smile on his face at Natsume.

The witch in everyone's mouth may be different from the witch in their own eyes, Natsume thinks that everyone here has the same impression as himself, and this brigade member called the witch is actually a very ordinary person.

Compared to this, Natsume kept up with Yasha's footsteps.

"What are you doing with me?"

"There's something to ask."

"If you ask me about your measurements, you'll be dead."

"That's not a question at all~ Well~ I know it by sight."

"Huh?"

It's nothing, Natsume perfunctorily came to the table on the west side of the bar with Yesa and sat down, Yasha ordered two bottles of spirits when she came over, of course, not for Natsume, but for her own drink.

Then, placing the big knife next to the wine table, Yesha asked as a start

"What do you want to say? I don't know about that group of people, but I know that they have robbed here several times in the past, and the stronghold does not seem to be around St. Petersburg. ”

"I understand this, I would like to ask, have the French knights ever been here?"

"The guys? The Knights have a lot to say, the largest of which is the Knights of Orleans, who were previously hired as mercenaries with nobles on the border, and are said to be to suppress revolts and bandits. ”

"Hire?"

He is now a British mercenary, and if you want to talk about the advantage of mercenaries, it is that you can be recognized for crossing the border.

Now the assumptions can be made. If the previous people were the Knights of Orleans, who were mercenaries before, then there was a possibility that they came here, but they were puzzled by their behavior of robbing poor homes.

With their means, even threatening the nobles could succeed, so why bother for this little profit.

Of course, there is a second possibility, where the very brave robbers steal the uniforms of the Knights and pretend to be members of the Knights to rob them, but Natsume thinks that is unlikely, after all, they did not deliberately reveal their knights when they acted.

What they want to hide, and what they are doing for at the same time.

Terion had mentioned the 'Justinian's Oath' before, and that thing should be related to the spirit suit related to the past Justinian plague, and only that could solve the plague.

At this time, two bottles of wine were served, and Yesha picked up one of the bottles of wine and spoke

"Those people are always clamoring for something 'sacred' and 'changing', and they feel like idiots, I heard that they destroyed a village for some purpose."

"Destroy the village? It's really incredible. ”

"yes."

After speaking, Yesha picked up the wine and drank it all.

Watching Yasha gurgling and drinking, Natsume noticed such a scene at the same time.

The noisy bar gradually quieted down, many people gradually distanced themselves from this area, and some people began to quietly leave the bar.

"And then, they're the one, hey, hey, tell me about it~"

"That, Miss Yesha?"

"Here, second bottle!"

Picking up the second bottle of wine, Yesha raised her head and drank it again.

"Actually......"

Terry, who was slowly coming over, patted Natsume on the shoulder

"Although she drinks a lot, she is very drunk with this kind of wine with special spices, so ...... I flashed first! ”

"Give it to me...... Kindness? ”

wanted to stop Terry, who had run away, but Natsume found that his right hand, which he wanted to raise, was grabbed by Yasha, who was banging headfirst on the table.

"Mother, I'm ......"

No, no, no, you're not even twenty years old.

"I used to like a stupid guy, and when I confessed, he actually said that he liked men! That damn faggot! ”

"Please let me go...... But it's a pain that the person you like is a. ”

"So I decided to seduce him with my feminine charm."

"Oh, how?"

"Take off your coat first, of course."

Reaching inside the coat with his free left hand, untying the inside of the coat, and pulling the string that held the garment in place, the red coat was easily removed.

"Not bad, not bad, so what's the second step?"

Natsume swallowed a mouthful of saliva and began to guide carefully.

How to say this, it can be regarded as relieving her pressure, so there is no second heart.

Now there was only the bartender in the bar who was bent on wiping down the glasses and the bar, and the man continued to work as if he hadn't seen it.

"The second step? What is the second step? Don't you know this? Having a baby, of course! ”

"That's too fast!"

"Then get married!"

"Don't you have to make friends?!"

"No, no, just have a child as a bond."

"That's not a bond, it's a bondage."

"You're so long-winded! No matter how much it is, let's start with the simple step of having a baby, hehe. ”

With a red face, he pulled Natsume over.

There was a smell of wine in his nose, and looking at Yasha, who was less than a centimeter away from his nose, Natsume closed his eyes.

And then it was attacked.

The sword light flashed, and Natsume dodged and went around the opponent's side, even if his right hand was caught, he could still dodge it.

"Don't slash it all of a sudden!"

“weishenme？ If you want to have a baby with me, the premise is to beat me! ”

"No wonder that person would reject you."

It's basically about reconnecting with you with your life.

However, the drunken Yasha was no threat to Natsume at all, and got rid of her right hand and walked behind her while holding her wrist holding the knife with his left hand, and his right hand took the opportunity to grab the blade, unarming and binding both of her hands.

After trying to break free, and finding that it was useless, Yasha made a strange 'woo meow' sound, to which Natsume sighed, put one hand under her armpit behind her back, and lifted her feet with the other, and carried her to the bedroom with the perfect princess.

"The room, the innermost left in front of yours, yours is on the right, but we are staying together tonight, do you want to add a quilt?"

"Still don't need to."

That's taking advantage of someone's danger.

Looking at Yasha who was asleep, Natsume smiled.

He felt that Yesha was passively using the technique, perhaps judging that he would not attack, so he did not stimulate her nerves to make her cancel her sleep.

To put it simply......

"Is it credited?"

It may also be because of her physique, so that her surgery cannot be perceived.

In any case, looking at such an unsuspecting sleeping face now, I was slightly satisfied.

Pushing open the door, the sunlight poured down from the underground patio, and the beam of light shone on a bed that had slowed down all kinds of gadgets, and in this respect, it felt like a child.

It's already noon, and at this time, the drunk Yesa is expected to wake up at night.

The timing is just right.

Natsume mentally estimated the approximate number, because, tonight, the group should act again.