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– Just, just, just, just.

The moment a nervous noise reverberates through the messy room.

Ymir, who had been tapping the desk with his fingers, putting aside even the books he normally read, looked back at the calendar placed on the wall.

A week or more has passed since the last marked date.

Yeah, that was the last time she saw that guy who was annoying her.

"… Late."

Dave.

A porter and chore brought into the party by Celica, who will become the leader of the hero's party.

Although he doesn't seem to know that he belongs to a warrior's party, he is aware that it is a great party.

He is also aware that he is not suitable for such a party.

"No matter what, if you don't come back for a week, it's too late!"

Even so, he had a high heart for desperately trying to stay at this party,

"Oh yeah. Are you annoyed with me too? Acting pretentious on the outside, chewing it up behind the scenes and giving a shit, really… !!"

If that's the case, I'd rather not care in the first place. Wasn't it just that he was the only one who waited for him to come back?

I slammed the desk down with such a feeling of anger, and the surroundings that received the vibration began to collapse.

The moment when piles of books and papers piled up like a mountain in a mess messed up the room.

Belatedly realizing my mistake, Ymir grabbed my head and sighed.

"… Oh shit It got dirty again."

Of course, you don't have to tidy up your room.

Just by spreading mana around, you can examine the senses of the book you are looking for or the engraved text, and bring what you want to me.

But that also requires some effort. It was undeniable that pulling out distant objects with telekinesis was also more convenient when targeting a tidy room rather than a messy room.

'It was rather comfortable when he was around.'

It's enough to feel the difference between when he's there and when he's not.

In addition to that, the roads passing by were clean, so it was good to go for coffee, and more than anything, I ate only one meal a day, but the meal he made was okay.

No, it wasn't just good, it was the best thing I've ever eaten.

Unlike the court chefs, who only focused on making fancy and good food, I felt consideration for myself who had to focus on research in his cooking.

'No way, because he was sincere in helping me to the point where he even considered that part.'

So I won't say that I got out of here because I fell out of love with myself. Ymir's conjecture had persuasive power based on such grounds.

So, there must be a reason why he left without delivering any news.

For example, in the process of researching information, I somehow ended up outside the city, or I got into an accident on the way…

– Knock.

As soon as her thoughts went crazy, even her nervous fingers stopped moving, and her silence began to linger in the room she was in.

Accident…

Could it be that something went wrong with you and you couldn't come back?

'… No, that went too far.'

That's right, even if it's a hogu, isn't it Verdia's acknowledged author?

Even though he aspires to be a porter, his ability as a scout must have been proven to some extent, but his ability to survive is innate, so he won't get involved in dangerous work right away.

So there won't be anything wrong with you. I was trying to calm myself down.

"… Shit."

In the end, Ymir puts down the pen stand, unable to concentrate.

As she laid her head down on the desk, only his face still appeared in her mind.

'How about taking a little break?'

A man who tried to get rid of him many times, but took advantage of the opportunity provided by the damn woman and steadily showed his face to his world.

Like getting some sleep, and eating nutritious meals.

At the time, I thought the series of kind nagging, as if it were my mother, was annoying, but now that there is no such sound, I felt empty.

To the point where I can think of troubles that I would never normally do.

'What was it like to rest…'

Rest.

At least, it was a concept that hadn't existed since he entered the academy.

It is a life in which everything was poured into studies, research, and proof toward academia, except for the minimum amount of sleep time.

So when it comes to rest, relatively simple things come to mind first.

Whether it's just sleeping, walking down the street, hanging out with friends, drinking, or hanging out with someone you're interested in.

'A date, for example…'

What a date.

Are you not interested in decorating your hair because you can't manage your hair properly, and you don't have the right underwear, so you only wear a thick robe?

"It's nonsense."

In a lifetime, nothing like that will ever happen. She was only interested in the past, her now, and her own circumstances, and her life was destined to grow old and die quietly by looking only at her books.

To have feelings of 'expectation' for someone, even if the person who had distanced himself from people in the first place is of a different gender. Does that mean it's possible?

'What… If he asks, things will change.'

That's right, if it wasn't just a pretense to say that this is where he should be, he would definitely come back.

Afterwards, Ymir's thoughts were based on the premise that Dave would do so.

'I really worked hard on the information research, but if it was too late to come back because there was no result… I'm sure you'll be disappointed.'

As soon as you meet her, she might put her head down and say she's sorry.

She was none other than that she couldn't fulfill the request she asked.

Even though she knows that there is no way that even a novice can retrieve important information about her witch that even the archmage herself couldn't get her hands on, she might consider it her own fault.

A person who is kind to such an idiot…

The Dave Ymir saw was such a person.

'Really, that would be a problem. If you just put your mind to it with the fact that I sent you not to bother…'

Yes, no matter how antisocial you may be, you are not very responsible.

It's annoying to assign responsibility to things that have nothing to do with you, like a warrior's party, but it's something you never want to be harmed by something you've asked for.

'What should I do when I come back?'

So let's prepare something that he has already done, at least something that he will be satisfied with when he returns.

Whether it's spending a little bit of research money and treating him to dinner, or preparing a magic item he'll like.

'Or pay it back with your body…'

Body.

A price that every man should think about at least once.

And Ymir just didn't manage it, and she was aware that she had a charm that could attract men.

Right now, even if it's just a chest that's no different from a lump of baggage, it can become an object of admiration and jealousy for someone.

And he must be recognizing himself as the opposite sex.

At first, there was no reaction, so I wondered if he was a eunuch, but when he said he was giving a reward, it seemed like he just didn't show it, considering that he thought of my heart first.

So, his own body can also be a good reward for him.

The chest, of course, the lower part if necessary…

And even more.

"… No."

The moment he remembered that far, his face hardened.

"No, no no. I'm too busy there."

It's not something I'm ashamed of or anything.

I even thought that I might do it someday, but I just thought that I would decide for myself, not being swept away or forced by circumstances.

However, I would rather live as a virgin for the rest of my life, but I had no intention of grabbing anyone and committing such a vulgar act.

If it didn't matter at all in the first place.

I wouldn't have jumped out or done anything when asked to do something like that by the dean of the academy at the time.

'Yeah, it's impossible to go there.'

Very little

The moment when even the thought that there might be a possibility with him disappeared.

-Kudangtang!!

At that moment, the sound of the door opening violently came from outside the room.

Reflexively, Yumir looked back toward the entrance, drew a smile on her lips, and immediately started running out of the room.

"You're here."

Verdia and Celica are still far from returning from the Great Forest. He would be the only one who would come to this mansion.

So she must have come back.

"No, why am I happy?"

Hiding her feelings as much as possible, she proceeded to shout at the shadow she saw on the porch.

"Yai-san, tell me not to make a fuss when I'm concentrating… !"

She raised the corner of her mouth, unable to hide her excitement.

-Thud!

"… Uh?"

The moment when the footsteps that were running fast stopped. Pale her face, she examined him lying on the floor.

Blonde, coppery skin…

"Hey you…"

Yes, it's dave

He, who had been silent for a week, appeared in front of him with bandages wrapped all over his body.

– Jurr.

But did I fail to take care of my body while running all the way here?

As the bandages opened and bleeding from the cuts inside, Ymir involuntarily felt his breath harden.

"Why…"

"Dungeon."

In the midst of that, Dave barely maintains consciousness and explains his circumstances.

"At one time, a dungeon that was activated in response to the place where the witch was located, appeared…"

"… Stop."

Ymir struggled to open his mouth, sealing his wounds with mana.

"How could it happen, to a party introduced by a guild staff member… Go in… To my companions, I ask for your understanding…"

"You bastard, tell me about that later! If the wound gets worse… !!"

First of all, you need to take first aid and take him to a healer. After making that judgment, it took a while to lift that body.

Immediately, at the bottle of red liquid that was put up in front of me, Ymir gave up his will to collect mana and looked at him blankly.

"As a boss monster, from the corpse of the witch that appeared… I drew some blood…"

And she just listened to his explanation.

A dungeon is a place created when the surrounding environment is distorted in response to the presence of the demon lord. What exists in it depends on the environment before the dungeon appeared.

The dungeon's boss monster, which was created in response to the witch's remnants, could have been an imitation of the witch.

"But, suddenly, the boss's corpse ran amok…"

"… You."

"Even so, I drew blood."

Yes, inside the glass bottle in his hand.

Apparently, it contains the blood of a being called a witch. A sample containing the power of the witch itself, which was thought to not exist anymore.

"Will this be of any help to Ymir-san's research?"

I risked my life to save something like that…

Her face contorted in pity at the face of a man infinitely weaker than herself.

"… Climb."

More self-hatred.

"Who asked you to do this?"

She started to get stuck like a dagger in her heart.

***

I hate people.

But it wasn't that I hated people from the beginning.

In addition to his talent for academics, his physical development was so outstanding that his eyes were focused on him, which caused envy and lust.

At that time, Ymir's feelings for people must have been close to fear.

However, there was a so-called friend that even he could approach without hesitation.

She broke up after a big argument without understanding her feelings.

Until we face her again in her worst form.