--taverna lute.


The event will be held in ten days.

　The words rang out, drawing the attention of everyone in the taverna.

　The event. There was no one here who didn't know what the event was about.
　Pasta-chan's Yuyake Ongaku Kai, a very cute title that would not hurt anything but her dignity.

　It is a forgery, a fiction that charms children with hope and expectation, but then again, even plays and theatrical performances are just fictions.
　That is why I have no qualms about charming people with fakes.

　In fact, the only thing you can do is to show off your inferior products.

　She brushed off her short hair lightly, and glanced around at everyone's faces. The last person she looked at was Mirabelle G. Gringott.

I know, I know!　It's Mirabelle's job to prepare the music for this!　Garud lots and lots and lots and lots!
"My head, it's simply bad: ....... But you got the song I asked you to prepare, right?
I had to rearrange it because it didn't sound right, but I wrote about ten other songs.
...... I'll let you listen to it later.

　In the same tension, Pasta, who is also a producer, has a terrible headache in front of a woman who is just a fool and a talent at the same time.

　Thinking back, when she came to Pasta's house, it was this woman Mirabelle who came in with the words, "I have an idea for a good song.

　I sighed lightly, but nodded with a sense of reassurance.
　Then, Izuna stroked her chin and looked at the pasta with an unusual look in her eyes.

"Wow. You were really wearing a cat suit, weren't you?
I thought it was okay that Izuna-san already knew.

　I think back to the time when we were both doing live commentary.
　I shouted out my true feelings and emotions. It was the result of a complete emotional outburst, but Izuna seemed to think it was just a catnip.

I'm not an idiot, I understand. I don't care if it's you as you are or as you usually are in real life. I don't care if it's you as you are or as you usually are in real life.
"Yeah. Thanks.

　Pasta nodded with a cool "manager" expression on her face, saying that it would make it easier for her to move.
　I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one who's not afraid to ask questions.

　--Don't get the wrong idea. Don't get me wrong, Izuna doesn't think she knows the real Pasta, she thinks she's a really smart 9 year old in a cat suit.

I know how much you love your brother.
No, ......, no.
No?　You should be more honest about that. He's a little depressed right now. You can take care of him later.
......~~~!　I know!

　I returned the pasta in the sense that I knew he was depressed.
　Izuna nodded her head in agreement, thinking that she would get a lot of pampering later.

　Pasta crosses his arms, sniffs, and turns away.
　I don't know how much of this is pretend and how much is real, but I'm having a hard time trying to figure out what's real and what's not.

　But, surprisingly.
　Just like when I was spinning my words in real life, now almost anything I say is the same as what I really feel.
　It's another thing that as long as you don't say anything definitive, like that you're 14 years old or that you're not a brother or sister, there's little chance of it being revealed.

Anyway!　We've agreed with the princess that we'll be there in ten days. That's why we have to work for it. It's just.
"...... Just, what?

　Pasta turns to Izuna once again.
　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.
　In the event that you've got a lot of time, you'll be able to take a look at the most effective way to get the most out of your time.
　But Pasta didn't care and opened his mouth.


The fact that Mirabelle was being hunted hasn't changed.


　Izuna nodded.

You're right. That's why I was worried about where this idiot was wandering. I'm not stupid, you know.
"Then let's talk. I'm going to need Mirabelle to stay for the next show, so can you keep an eye on her?
Of course I will. The bigger the stage, the more visible you are. The underlings don't know yet.
Yeah. As long as there's a possible target, we'll have to be on constant alert for now.

　If you can know the principle of their behavior, you can make guesses such as "this day is safe. If you know what they do, you can make a guess as to whether they are safe this day or this hour.

　It's just...

　--as Lilac has requested a meeting in ten days.

　If that doesn't mean it'll be done in 10 days, then it's likely that something akin to a raid will happen.
　It's only natural for Pasta to prepare Mirabelle and Izuna, who will come with her, for defense.

You never know what will happen to Futa.
"What, you're not coming to see me?　Why don't you come and see the show?


You don't have to come to ！！！！！！.
Don't be shy.
No. ！！！！！










　--Castle King. Huta's private quarters.

　I stayed by his side all the time, except for the bare necessities.
　I made up my mind to be ready to respond to any sudden change in her condition, so I watched over her from close quarters, taking shallow sleep and continuing my daily training in moderation.

　I was worried about her and worried about her, and there was no news good enough to make her feel better.

　But there was one thing that made Futa's heart feel lighter.

You came to ...... a lot.

　That's what he said to her.

　The people who had heard the news that Corona had collapsed came to see her.
　Friends who were worried about her and reached out to help her.

　There are people like that in times of crisis.
　She has people like that to help her.

　Futa was happy to have this confirmation.

　No one will help you when you are suffering from an illness.
　No one cares about you. In fact, they even look down on you.

　Such a sad and painful reality is not the case here in King's Landing, not in the castle. At least, it doesn't exist only within my reach.

　It was true that just thinking so made me feel somewhat better.

"......
?

　A slight flinch.
　In the bed, the body twisted slightly.

　Was it hot or was it cold? I was just about to get up from the side chair to see if there was anything I could do.

"......, Master Futa.
"Corona!　You're awake!
...... Hmmm... I've been awake ...... since the beginning.
I see. I see.

　A loose smile. I stroked the forehead of a girl who was just waking up and saying random things.
　I still have a fever. But the girl who left the potion said that her condition was about right.

　So it's only natural that I wake up like this.
　The girl would probably just sniffle as a matter of course, but it was also natural for Futa to be relieved when she finally woke up.

"Good, good.
I'm still sleepy. Can I sleep a little longer? ......
Yeah. Get a good night's rest and feel better.
"Baboon.

　Cheeks flushed.
　Embarrassed.
　I'm so glad we didn't have to say goodbye," she said, with a weak but soft, reassuring smile.

I'm glad we don't have to say goodbye.
I'm glad we didn't have to say goodbye." "Yeah, ......, I was worried about you.
I didn't know. ...... I'm sorry?
No, no, no. No, no, no, no.

　You're awake again.

I was just thinking how relieved I was.

　I thought, "That's kind of comforting," she said, twisting her head to look around.
　As if she noticed, she says.
　In a thin, breathy voice.

"This is the best place ...... for maids to hang out.
"No?　This is my bed, right?
It's .......

　I'm not sure what to make of that.
　I'm not sure if it's the best place to be, but I'm willing to give it to you.

"Futa-sama's smell is...
"Yeah. I hope it doesn't smell like sweat.
Hmmm. It's soothing. ......

　I can sleep. I could sleep.

　He said.
　Her eyes slowly closed again.
　The quiet, peaceful breathing began to sink into the room again.

　Futa lets out a single breath.
　Not for anyone, but for anyone who cared for her.

Thank you.

　She said and looked up at the ceiling.

　That's when the knock came.

Come in.
Excuse me.



　The woman who came in was a healer.
　She had dark hair flowing down her back, and her name was Suiren, I think.

"How are you feeling?
I woke up once just now.
"What? Really?

　She blinked in surprise, and Futa nodded.

I didn't think I was ready to wake up yet, but ...... let me have a look.
Oh.

　Futa stared at her silently.

　The "healer" examined Corona's abdomen with his hand. The last time he looked away, he was sure it wasn't what the man was looking at, but...

"I'm detecting a magical presence. Do you want me to eliminate it?

　I'm curious about Motisuke's words now.

"What do you think?
I'm surprised. ......

　I'm not sure what to do.

　You'll find a lot of people who'll be able to do this.
　You can't tell if she's really worried about Corona or if she's someone with malignant magic in her system.
　That's why he waits silently for her to speak.

　Then, catching his gaze, Suiren looked up.
　I'm not sure what to say.

...... The magic that even I couldn't solve is being solved.
I see. You mean that magical disability you were talking about?
Yeah. Well, if you can solve it, then it's not an obstacle.
Well, that's ...... hard. You don't know the cause?
I don't know now, because the pathogen is gone in the first place. I'd rather know how it was solved. What's going on?

　Speaking of something, yes.

　There was definitely someone who disarmed it as easily as he could.

　And there was the girl who brought me the potion.

"Yeah, a lot of people came to see me. "Not as many as you, the healer, but they came up with a lot of ways."
"...... Yeah. It's ...... annoying.

　A sigh of exasperation.
　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.

It's a good thing it seems to have worked this time. It's better that it worked this time, but it's more likely to get worse if an amateur does something on his own. Do you understand?
"Oh, yeah.

　Futa nodded, remembering the woman who had injected the secret potion without question.
　But the water lily looked at Corona with dismay and muttered.

What did you do to get better?
"What?
I didn't know either. And yet, here she is, her condition improving. Did you know there's an epidemic in King's Landing right now, ......?
No. ......
The only thing we have in common is that we both run a fever.
............ Oh, could it be?

　I think back to Mirabelle.
　I'm sure she also collapsed, was found, and had a fever during the nightmare.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.

You seem to have an idea. And many of them don't know how to cure themselves either.

　Futa nodded, "I see.
　Then Mirabelle and Corona. The one thing they both have in common is that girl.

　But I was a little afraid to tell the woman in front of me about her.
　In the end, he still didn't know who this Motisuke girl was.
　In such a situation, it was doubtful that she would believe him if he told her that there was someone more skilled than a healer.

　So Futa gently pointed to a small bottle on the table and said.

"...... How great a potion is this?
"...... What is this?

　The water lily took up the vial as if in a panic.
　He looked at it closely, then looked at Futa and asked.

"Can I open it?
"Yeah, sure.

　I can open it.
　No sooner had she answered that than she uncorked the bottle, took in the scent, and said.

...... I can't believe someone would just pop this in for her.
You know, ...... I'm not sure if this is such a bad thing to ask, but is it really that bad?
A single .................. bottle should fetch close to five million.
Oh my God, ......?

　Don't leave me with that!　I'm not sure what to do with it.



It's true that it's a strong medicine that can restore a person to health in a dying place. It's also a powerful drug that can kill you if you don't take it properly.
"What?　I'm not sure what to make of that.
...... That's just plain ignorant. "As a healer, I'd advise you to take two more drops."
"Two drops. ......

　"As a healer, I'd advise you to limit yourself to two drops," Futa mutters, staring at the vial.

All right.
I'll come back and check on you. But I'm really glad ......
Oh, thank you.
I'm not doing anything. Bye.

　With that, she turned away and left.
　Corona's condition was still not perfect.
　But somehow, Futa found a way.

　--And so, while Futa stayed with Corona all this time.
　Gradually, slowly, the capital is getting ready for the blood-soaked festival.





But... The potion won't break the spell. That guy's hiding something from me. ......