Chapter15，Part2
Chapter 15.2. Mistake Was Made
It seems I’m the only one who thinks so. The captains are sweating cold sweat, and the butler and the maids are changing positions to protect Yamiyo and .
When I look at Yamiyo’s face, it is grim. Everyone is intimidated. This is a boy who is a bad actor who would never get chosen for the school play.
Maybe they are intimidated by mana or sothing. Gogo. I can’t feel his mana at all. I need to visualize it.
At any rate, I read the air and stare at the boy with a serious face, holding my stick. It’s a dumb scene. Are you kidding ? I’m not surprised, am I? (Miu) I’m a good girl, so I’ll go along with everyone.
It’s not a surprise. Intimidated by his power, the boy looks satisfied and opens his mouth.
“My na is Aguni Masatoshi. You’ve heard of , right? I’m the eldest son of the Duke of Aguni. Who are you?”
The boy squares his chin in a half-polite, aristocratic manner. He’s an irritating boy. Did he say Masatoshi or sothing?
“This is the eldest daughter of the Teijo family, Teijo Yamiyo-sama’s troop.”
“Ahhh, Teijo Yamiyo, right. Where are you? In the shadows? Are you using them as at shields? Or are you a baggage handler? Hey, dark-rooted Waka-chan, where are you~? Kuhahaha.”
Masatoshi scurries around and laughs. But then he looked at Yamiyo and , and his face turned surprised. What is this guy? Could he be a character from a novel?
I stare at him, and he blushes and turns his face away. Phew. My (Miu)’s cuteness got him, huh? Laughing through my nose, I check Masatoshi’s face against my mory.
A character in a novel. The hero, his male partner, and the heroine. Yeah, I don’t match any of them. I rembered the faces of so of the enemy characters, but the check result was zero. Yes, he is not a character in the novel.
It’s a bad habit to think of every character around the protagonist. That is reality. Many people live here. It must be harder to find a character who is related to the main character than it is to win the third prize in a lotto lottery.
But as if to block his gaze, Yamiyo stood in front of . She ruffled her pigtails and glared at Masatoshi with cold eyes.
“mber from the Aguni Family. I am Teijo Yamiyo. Please make your acquaintance.”
Yamiyo does the curtesy, pretending to hold the hem as if she had a skirt, though she doesn’t have one, and she looks splendid, not like a 9 year-old. Can I as her best friend give a quick clap?
But for so reason, Masatoshi’s expression changed to surprise at Yamiyo’s admirable greeting. For so reason, he stares at Yamiyo with a look of impatience so piercingly that it makes a hole in his face.
That is it. Now it’s ti for to protect Yamiyo from Masatoshi’s gaze. Yami Yoru, can you not play defense? Yamiyo spreads her hands out to her sides so I can’t go to her front to protect her. Hey, Yamiyo-chan?
In front of the two of us giggling and shoving each other, Masatoshi regain his composure and resud grinning.
“Oh, so that’s what it is. Damn it. Wasn’t I the only one?” “What do you an?”
Yamiyo asks, frowning suspiciously at Masatoshi, who looks frustrated. But all Masatoshi could do in response was shake his head.
“You know my na without asking, don’t you?”
“I am sorry. I thought today was the first ti I had t you, Aguni-sama.”
I looked at Yamiyo’s face, wondering if they knew each other, but it looked strange like they had never t before. What the hell? That guy knows her one way or another? Well, Yamiyo is a beautiful woman. It’s not surprising so n think on their own that they know her. She’s only 9 years old, but she’s a terrifying girl.
But when Masatoshi’s eyes widen in surprise at Yamiyo’s words, she starts staring at him again. He’s rude, isn’t he? I’ll be the wall, Yamiyo, and you won’t play defense?
“Oh, I see. Oh, there’s a pattern like that? I see.”
I don’t know what’s going on, but when I smiled good-humoredly, Masatoshi regained his composure and grinned at .
“Well, I’m sorry for both of us. I’ll give you so of those garbage magic stones. See you.”
Suddenly changing his attitude, Masatoshi flipped his cloak and left. I saw the duke’s bodyguard running impatiently from over the hill and joined him. What the hell, that guy?
“He was a strange boy, wasn’t he?”
“He’s a pervert. He was looking at Mii-sama as if he was making fun of you.”
Yamiyo was angry, but he spent more ti staring at her than she did.
“Maybe he’s in love with Yamiyo-chan!”
“Eh? What did you say?”
With an innocent smile, I uttered a guess, and she glared at , and for so reason, I felt pressured, so I chuckled. Maybe there are demons in this world.
It was scarier than fighting monsters.
Anyway, fighting demons, huh? Well, I’ll have to be careful.
I didn’t rember Masatoshi. He was in a minor role, so it was inevitable. And that was the proof that I was a mobster.
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