--New Klingbloom residence.

　After the fiasco of the Moppi Trolley (named after Corona), the direct commuting system for the Klingbloom cars.

　Futa was invited to Richter's new house, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it more decent than he expected.

　At least there didn't seem to be any trolleys in the hallways, bouncy floors, or climbing sticks for dispatch.

　Richter's private quarters were larger than they should be, almost the size of a dining room. There were several sofas and tables arranged as if it were several living rooms attached to each other.
　Thanks to this, the restaurant is like a ristorante where relaxation is the ultimate goal.

"Why did you make it like this?
"For a change of pace," Walcott said. ...... It's not so bad. You can sit wherever you want, whenever you want, and you can invite people over without hesitation. I don't want to be stuffed in the Oval Office all the time.
You seem to spend more time in the Oval Office than other people. ......
Haha.

　It was a dry laugh.

　Richter is also sitting comfortably on a single-seater sofa that Futa is sitting on. The sofa looks like a cushion, but it is much too big to be a cushion. The sofa seemed to be very comfortable, and Futa felt a little jealous that he should have sat on it.

　Anyway.

You can invite people to ....... Do you do a lot of party stuff?
"Whether I want to or not, it's important to have a certain amount of interaction. Besides.

　After some thought, Richter looked at Futa.

You don't have to call the nobles to do anything.
What do you mean?
I thought it was one of my duties to comfort my men, including the live-in ones. I have some reservations about letting them into my private quarters, but ...... if it's a reward, it's not bad.
I see.

　I remember the time when Prince Barrier Reef visited the capital.
　You can find a lot of things that you can do to make your life easier.

　What the various events that took place there meant to Richter, well, let's not get into that.

　He had heard that it had been inspired by the story of Huta's attempt to cook for Lilac and Corona.

It's certainly nice to have such a large space. It's very upscale, but it's not too formal.

　It's like a combination of the luxury of a ristorante and the coziness of a taverna.

Mr. Hura designed it, right?
And the belly.
Very impressive.

　Yes.
　It seemed to me as if it were a reflection of Richter's personality.
　--I'll talk about it with Hura next time.
　It would be another story if Huta, having made up his mind, really talked about it with Hura afterwards, and if he were to reveal the entire design of the Klingbloom house with such glee.

...... by the way.

　And. Richter put his hand to his forehead as he realized that the topic was about to spill over.
　Honestly, I don't want to touch it. I'm tired. I don't want to get involved.
　I don't want to be a part of it, but it seems that the situation won't allow me to.

"What's that?
I don't know. ......

　Futa pointed to a place.
　There was another table with a sofa that was equally comfortable.
　Rather, when Futa and his friends were invited into the room, there was a guest.

　It seemed that Richter had come without making an appointment again, and had completely ignored him when he was approached at first, but apparently he had given up talking until the meeting between Futa and Richter was over.

　That's good.

　The question is.

"Oh, this is good too. ...... Oh, this is good too. ......!
"I've never had a better meal.
I've never had such a good meal. ......
"Meido.

　Futa was just plain annoyed.
　It didn't matter at this point that she was somehow in charge of serving.
　A warm cup of tea was being served in front of Futa.
　She left it there without permission.

　So I don't have a problem with you cooking or serving in this room and in this mansion again.

　But I don't like what you said.
　Doesn't it make you feel like the feelings you had that day are being cheapened to death?

"Hey, Futa.
What?
"Don't destroy my house.
I would never do that.
The ...... table is floating around.

　I'm not going to do it," he said, his eyes narrowing in resignation.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but it's a good idea.
"Mmmm.
I'd like to come here every day to borrow money from ....... I wonder if Richter-sama is taking good care of her?
"Meido. Sautéed white fish.
Oh, well, well, well!　--More meat dishes, please!


"Maid.

　The maid walks out of the room with a tap.
　She is a waiter at a restaurant.

"Can I have a bite of that maid, too?" ......


"That bastard.
"That bastard.

　It seems that Futa was not the only one who stood up.

　It's a good idea to take a look at the website to see if you can find anything that might help you.

"Huh?
Hey--

　First, Richter L. Klingbloom.

"What kind of joke is this, 'I want to come and borrow it every day'?"
What?　Ha-ha-ha!　Oh, look, look, look at all this delicious food, huh?　--Would you like some, Herr Richter?
No, thank you.
Well, it's ...... delicious.
It's made in my kitchen. So, what's with the attitude of the guy who came to borrow money?
Yeah, well, I guess I'll just wait for you to finish talking to ...... and .......
Yeah, yeah, yeah. ......, go home.
What?　No!　Please wait!　We're in a lot of trouble right now!
Is it because I put kitchens in every room?
We've only got one pantry, so it's not working at all!
Idiot.

　Richter is dumbfounded.

　And then.

Hey.
Huh?　--Well, well, well. Mr. Futa-Pomodoro, ......, is that correct?
Oh.

　Futa nodded slowly.
　It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find anything that might help you.

"Oh, ...... something?

　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this subject in the following article.
　He wondered why a nobleman would be so scared of a commoner. --But it is unavoidable. Only Richter doesn't know that only Richter would be unafraid of a nobleman with the best warrior in the world right in front of him,.......

　On the other hand, he doesn't know that Richter, who is not afraid to make friends with Futa Pomodoro, is getting unnecessary high praise.
　He doesn't even know that Richter is getting unwanted high praise, with his secretary smiling behind him.

　Anyway...

　Cold eyes look down at him.
　Richter looks at him white-faced, "You're beginning to sound like a squire.

"You were saying something. Maid snacking?
"Oh, no, I mean, .........

　The Hammot tilted his head as if he knew what was going on.
　I'm sure he meant no offense.

"Do you want to mix ......?

　As soon as he said that, he felt a strong "wind" on his face.
　He looked up and saw a fist in front of him.

Mr. Richter.
"......, please, for the love of God, don't do this. I don't want my house destroyed again.
........................
And he just doesn't know what he's talking about.
..................
"...... scum.
Heee!

　Screaming Hammot. You'll be able to see that he's not the only one.

You talk first.
I'll talk to him?
I don't want to have to explain the maid.
She's so pretty.

　I don't want to explain the maid.

　Huta glared straight at Hammot - a little annoyed.
　He was about to hit him, even though he had lost his temper. If he had said, "Mr. Richter and Corona have nothing to do with each other," it would have been natural for him to say, "Then who are you?

　Futa also understood this.
　"It was not surprising that a chambermaid working in a nobleman's mansion should be like that.
　If anything, there is a strong sense of value that one is a winner if one becomes the master's valet.

　It's not that Hammot is wrong.

　Futa exhaled and said.

I'm not giving you Corona.
"!

　Finally, Hammot seems to have realized.


　Or rather, I should say, I misunderstood.

"I'm sorry!

　It was a beautiful prostration.

"Shall I lick your boots?
No, thank you.
I'm so sorry. ......!　I thought it belonged to Richter,......, but I've never seen his face before,......!　I didn't think it belonged to you, Futa. ......
"Oh, no, I mean...
I'm sorry, I'm very sorry. You are an innocent and lovely maid. I'm sure she's adored because she's so cheerful and pretty. ...... Then I'm sure she belongs to Mr. Richter.
I'm sure you're right. I'm not sure if it's mine or not.　That gives me the chills.
What do you mean, Mr. Richter?
I'm not gonna let you do this to me!

　Yay, yay, yay.

　I'm sure you'll be able to understand why.
　I thought he was slightly misunderstood, but that's about it.
　In fact, Corona is the princess's valet. It is no wonder that a nobleman like Hammot has little to do with Corona, let alone a nobleman of high standing who frequently meets with the princess and the king.

　To put it another way, when she was most visible to the public, her hair was undone and her clothes were shabby.

"Oh, um...

　And . That's when she called out to me.

　I turned around to see the maid holding a beef steak in her mittens.

　Two tufts of gold stood up straight in the eyes of the three men.

"It'll get cold, it'll get cold, it'll get cold, it'll get cold.
What do you mean, "put it down?" ......

　You'll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this sort of thing.
　Or rather, he stopped her.

"I'm very sorry about that!
"Pfft?
I didn't know you belonged to Mister Futa!　I'm so sorry!
Oh, come on.

　It's good that you're sincere.
　That's all well and good, but in trying to excuse yourself for not owning it...
　Corona turned away, twirling her own gold thread.

"Oh, uh, ...... Master Futa, I mean...
"Oh, yeah.
I heard everything. ......
"Oof.

　The mitten hiding his face was so dainty that the ham mottos swallowed their saliva without fail.

No, no, no. This is, this is Corona.
"No, maid!

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

I'm not sure what to say.

　I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand.

　I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.

I like it.

　I like it," muttered Hammot, who misunderstood the relationship between the cute maid and Futa.

I like it.

　--You don't seem to be affected by the maid. Richter muttered the same thing.

　This only accelerated Hammot's misunderstanding that the pretty maid belonged to Futa, but that's another story.