Fits the end of the chapter
Hifumi-sama. (Origa)
Entering Hifumis office, after knocking, was Origa, who cleaned off the dust of the journey in a hot bath and had neatly combed her hair.
Not wearing the usual blue robe, her outfit compromised of a shirt, with a flower embroidery, and a long skirt she had secretly bought at one ti and put aside.
Mm, Origa? (Hifumi)
Hifumi, who was writing sothing down, raised his face and looked at Origa.
Seeing Origas face strained with nervousness, he recalls that was the sa face at the ti I coached her in the usage of shuriken so ti ago.
I guess theres so talking to do, but please sit down and wait. I will be done very soon. (Hifumi)
Understood. (Origa)
Origa sits down on the sofa, which had been placed in the office for receptions.
She was able to calm down a slight bit with the feeling of softly, comfortably sinking into it and the texture of the glossy leather, which imdiately gave it away as high-class item.
In the silent office only the sound of the quill scratching across the paper can be heard.
Origa continued to watch the face of Hifumi, who keeps writing with a diligent expression, without getting tired of it.
She rembers, it hasnt been that long since that day, he ca running through.
Which reminds , it was also myself, who taught the way of writing the characters to Hifumi, she yearned for that ti.
It was a poor hand-writing as if he cant read at all in those days, but as he put the petitioned docunts of Caims group in order, albeit reluctantly, it reached the point that he boasted about being able to write beautifully, she rembered and spilled a smile.
Hifumi-sama, I will brew black tea. (Origa)
Yea, please do so. (Hifumi)
Since Hifumis favourite baked sweet were in the small, installed kitchen, she quietly placed those next to the tea on the desk of Hifumi.
Oh, co to think of it, there was so pastry, wasnt there? Thank you. (Hifumi)
Turning his sight towards Origa while seated, he smiles gently.
Origa, smiling back, likewise renewed her conviction of him having this soft-hearted nature.
While it may be true that he likes to kill people, the kind smile he shows towards isnt a lie either.
I cant help it but blush if I now recall the ti, he t as slave, and approaching him with nothing more but the calculative thoughts what many possible things would please him.
My mind, filled with the thought of vengeance, didnt notice it as I was desperate to get stronger by using him, but he was always smiling close-by.
I was given the irreplaceable ti to accomplish my revenge properly by my own strength without relying on anyone.
The mories swirl alongside passionate feelings within Origas chest.
I kept you waiting. (Hifumi)
When Hifumi sat down in front of her, Origa naturally floated a smile.
What did you write? (Origa)
Ah, to et the beastman race, I will go to the wastelands for a while. Therefore I wrote down the matters Caims group has to do during that ti. (Hifumi)
Look here, he presented her the paper. It was filled out with countless instructions concerning the administration and developnt of the territory in an itemized form with characters, that gave a sohow angular impression.
For now its a listing. Its fine for everyone to ponder about the minor details by themselves. After all, I planned to go on a trip (Hifumi)
While looking at the list, Origa cries.
She heard from the civil official, Paryu, during the ti of arranging her own appearance about Hifumi heading for the area of the beastman race and even the area beyond, Swordland (T/N: >> swodorante
Origa declared looking Hifumi directly in the eyes.
I give up, Hifumi raised both his hands and then embraced Origas shoulders.
Origa, I will leave the territory to you while Im not here. (Hifumi)
That is (Origa)
Yea, I want to leave the future to you as my wife, but is that no good? (Hifumi)
I have no reason to disagree! (Origa)
Origa clung to Hifumis neck and raised her voice in sobbing.
Although she is overflowing with feelings of happiness, her tears dont stop for so reason.
Origa, who cried like a child for a while, drew close with her body as if making sure and gave him a kiss, she had only experienced in her dreams so far.
Marriage, eeh? That person is (Sabnak)
Looking at the written details within the regular report of the knights, who are observing all places for the sake of investigations, stating about the marriage to be grandly held in the territory of Fokalore, Sabnak looked up at the ceiling.
Though I dont know the person called Origa-sama, is she soone close to Earl Tohno? (Shibyura)
Shibyura, letting her look glide over the docunts placed on the desk, poured new black tea into the cup placed in front of Sabnak.
Close? Well, I guess so. As its fine to say that that person has no relatives in this world, you might as well think of her as the woman, who has been at his side for the longest ti. She is a lovely woman with her forte being magic. (Sabnak)
Its a speech where one will doubt whether its fine to feel relieved, but as far as Origa was concerned, she apparently heard a good thing.
With a gentle smile she saw her husband off as he advanced on horse.
The man, who went around killing and arbitrarily involved three kingdoms in his whims, departed towards the wastelands by himself.
Since they are called beastman, I will likely be able to fight in a way thats no different from a wild style. (Hifumi)
What a pleasure, getting excited in good humour, Hifumi gallops through the fields on his horse under the yellow-shining sun.
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