The day after I arrived.

　I woke up too late, a complete sleeper for breakfast.
Huh................
　Yawning, I headed into the living room--

Oh, Lord Sayre...!　Good day to you, sir.
　For some reason, Sasha was in the living room.

'Good morning - and what?　Sasha?　Hmm?　This is the Sakurais' house, right...?
　What came to my mind when I woke up from sleep, however, was Uzuki's sunflower-like smile, happy to receive a gift.

'Yes, we got home properly...'
　Just remembering the series of exchanges makes me grin, that was the unmistakable first step in the popular otherworldly life I had obtained.

The sight of Seya-sama absentmindedly waking up in her sleep and letting out an enigmatic smile is also wonderful for some reason. .....
　And then there is Sasha, who has been pretty topsy-turvy all morning.

　Is everything okay?
　

　Moreover, it's hard to believe that Mr. Knothole can take an obvious smirk as an ennui smile.......
　The romantic comedy type A cheat "casual sleeping and waking up", a cheat with clear language and obscure meaning, has been activated, but is it because of this?

Well okay so what's going on here in the morning?
'Phew, it's not morning anymore, it's almost time for lunch.

'Sure it is....noon already....'
　The powerful sunlight outside the window showed that the sun was already high in the sky.

'Oh, but then, is school closed today?'
If it was a school, it was closed for a while.

　The answer to my casual question was Uzuki, who brought me - I guess he had just made it - a cup of warm, steaming tea.

It seems that there was quite a bit of damage to houses around the central square where the dragon rampage took place. So we've set up tents in the school building and the playground as a shelter.
That's the same in every world...

　The school is a large, well-maintained structure with no inhabitants, so it's the perfect refuge in case of an emergency.

So, good morning, Mr. Seya.
Yeah, good morning, Uzushi.
I went to call for him at breakfast, but he was sleeping so well that I didn't want to wake him up.

　I'm sorry to have to worry about you, but I'm making a full recovery," said Uzuru.

I'm sorry to have bothered you, but I'm making a full recovery, thanks to you. I'm sorry, but you've made a full recovery.
No, no, no, no. After all, Mr. Sayre is the pillar of our family now.

Ha-ha, I'll keep doing my best.
　I've gone from a pimp to a big black pillar in a flash.

We've just had hot tea. If you'd like to join us, Seya,
Oh, thank you, I'll have one and I'll have one and you'll have tea today.

　As I recall, there was no tea in the Saclay family.
　Mainly in an economic sense.
　I was wondering if they bought it as soon as possible with the money I earned yesterday.

Sasha saw me drinking water all the time and told me it was a substandard tea leaf that I couldn't sell, so she brought me a bunch of tea leaves.
　He said.

'Seriously. Thanks, Sasha.
Well, don't thank me for it. This is what my servant was drinking for free to begin with. I was just trying to accommodate my friend.

But thank you. It's nice to have a nice cup of tea in the morning.
Yes..........I'm very, very happy to see you happy, Miss Sayre.......

　Sasha looks up at me and peck at both index fingers while looking up at me.
　I'm not sure how many times Sasha shows her embarrassment, but it's a gap between her normal strong-mindedness and how cute and annoying she is.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
'She handed over her old clothes to Hajduki. But it was only yesterday, and Sasha was really nice of her to go out of her way to bring them home.

I see.
'Huh, so I told you no need to thank me.　As the next head of the Travis family, this much is only natural. Travis will always be with his people--!

　

''Besides, if you come here, you'll be able to meet Saya-sama........''
　I don't want to get into a tactless argument like "You're the one who really meant it...".

　Of course I won't make such tactless jabs at you like that.
　Half of me is made up of kindness to girls, you know.
　The other half, of course, is the noble aspiration to become an irresistible harem.

　And see, I don't mean to sound a bit oblique in the direction, but I don't feel bad about being liked by a pretty girl.

　Also, that doesn't make me feel bad about it.
　Is it a secret trend in this world that only when I'm honestly impressed by them, they immediately drop me...?