'Hey, Mr. Cry. That oh, ...... when do you think it will be?'

'Huh? What?

I was in a relaxed mood with all the weight lifted off my shoulders, and Citri, who seemed to have finished most of the business, fidgeted with his hands and looked up at me.

Apparently, he had made a lot of money by selling potions and leading the lights. He seems to be in a very good mood.
And since Citri is in a good mood, I'm in a very good mood too.

As I opened the box of fine chocolates that Citri had bought for me, and picked up the jewel-like chocolates, he quickly turned around and leaned on me.

It's also a ...... foxtail. I'm actually a fox. I actually have a lot of ...... things I'd like to do if you give me the fox.'

'............Ah, you mean ......'.

I don't remember any of this, but I nodded plausibly for now.
Recently, I've been associated with foxes, and when I say foxes here, I'm assuming you mean the Fox Mask Enthusiasts Association (tentative). By the way, what was the official name of that group? ...... Oh well.

I put a piece of chocolate in my mouth and said to Cicely.

'I'm not giving it to you.

'What?

'Besides, it's not mine to begin with. ......'

'Yeah,...... well,...... you lied! Did you just lie to me? Mr. Cry?

I heard a gasping sound. I don't remember saying I was going to give it to you.

'I've done so much already... ......'

I counted on my fingers.
Didn't I push the light, Liz, and Luke on you? Didn't I push my sister fox on you? You made Sora make fried tofu, right?
Even though it all happened, it was still too random. I hope you'll forgive me if I'm only wearing a mask. ...... Why is this happening? I wonder.

'Me too! I wanted to do that too!

She presses her breasts against his neck and shakes his shoulders, bringing the chocolate she has snatched up to her mouth.
Citrine shook her head no. I'm regressing .......

I wanted to do that too, I wasn't going to do that! ...... By the way, what is that?

What's that? You owe me a lot of money! I bought the kitchen to make fried tofu!

'Hahahaha ...... Sitri is so kind.'

'What's the fun in making me cry?

'Sitri is good at crying ......'

No, really. Citri's fake crying has always been a big problem for me.
Perhaps it was because he was the youngest of three siblings, but he was a very good minder and a good pamperer. But beating me won't get you anywhere.

Of course, I'd like to pay off my debt someday, but a kitchen purchase is like a sales tax compared to a ten-figure debt.
I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's a bit of a jerk.

'Ugh,............ fox. My fox ...... already! ............ That's it! Krai-san,......, can you still say the same thing when you see this?

''Hmm?''

Then, Citry separated his body and clapped his hands twice.
Kirkil-kun, who must have been waiting nearby, came into the room. However, his outfit was different from the usual boomerang pants.

Although it was still hot, he was wearing a bright red jacket and a bright red hat on top of a paper bag. Above all, he was carrying a large bag on his shoulder.

It is a picture that would make a child cry. But I couldn't help snapping my fingers at the distinctive figure.

'All right! It's the Santa Claus of the White Oasis.

This is the name of the most famous phantom in the world.

Santa Claus is a mysterious phantom who appears in the White Oasis, a Level 2 treasure house, and leaves gifts for those who spend the night there with their children on specific days and times.
It seems that this treasure house is a manifestation of the memory of an ancient custom, and similar events are now being held in many countries in honor of its distinctive appearance. Unfortunately, I have never been to this treasure house because it is not in Zebrudia, but I dreamed of visiting it at least once when I was a child.

Incidentally, it is said that children are kidnapped at a certain rate, and it is dangerous to go there without hunters. I guess it is an illusion.

However, I heard that Santa Claus is a vision of a well-built old man. He is definitely not a macho man with long arms.
As my eyes glittered, Sitri said the same thing again in a sulky voice.

'Can you still ...... say the same thing after seeing this? Hey, can you still say the same thing when you see this? Hey.'

Mr. Kill Kill turns the bag upside down. The contents rolled onto the carpet, and my thoughts froze at the unexpected product.

What was inside the bag was a humanoid. Not a humanoid, but a child. A human, a girl.
The child, roughly thrown out, wriggles and looks up. I feel like I'm gonna puke for the first time in a long time.

I look away and see Citri, my beloved childhood friend, looking proud for some reason.
I look at the child again. When he stood up, my heart almost stopped again.

The child... wasn't just a child. No matter how empty my head is, I remember at least one face I've seen recently.

The silky, well-groomed hair, the clever eyes. A touch of fragility.




The child was His Highness. His Highness Princess Murina, daughter of Emperor Zebuldia. Oh no! I want to run away!



Of course, Her Royal Highness Princess Murina wouldn't normally go into Mr. Kirkil's bag. So that means she used an unusual method to get into the bag.
I'm not sure that the Emperor of Zebrudia, no matter how friendly he is, would allow His Imperial Highness to be placed in the bag of a macho magical creature, which means that this could be, you know, kidnapping?



...... If I'm reincarnated, I want to be a stone next time.



'What do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think, what do you think?





Citri says in an exuberant voice. This is the voice you use when you want a compliment. I'm not going to praise you!

'Where did you kidnap her from?

'What? I made it from the blood I drew. It was hard work. I worked very hard.'

'What? What the...?

Oh no, the chocolate I just ate is coming out of my mouth. My heart was beating unpleasantly.

Did you make it? Did you just say that Citri made it? The more I looked at Kyrkil-kun II, the more he looked like the princess herself. You can find a lot of people who are looking for the best way to get the most out of their life.



I'm not sure which is better, kidnapping or not.



I'm not sure. I've gone through so much trouble to create a new magical creature, and you really don't want to give me a fox?

''You're threatening me, aren't you?

''What?

'What ......?'

Citri rolled his eyes, and I rolled mine involuntarily.

Her Imperial Highness quietly blinked her eyes, looked at me, and opened her pretty lips. In a beautiful voice that sounds like a bell, she says.

'I'm going to go ......'.

No, no, no, no, no, no. If you make a look-alike of Her Imperial Highness, you'll get in trouble, you think?
What is it? Are you living out of curiosity? Actually, I've always thought that Citri's curiosity went a little too far, I did!

His Imperial Highness walked up to me and waited as if for an order. I feel like I should go back to my country since I'm in the form of an imperial princess, but if I go back to my country, there will be two imperial princesses.

The only good thing is that Franz is not here.

'............'

'............'

A silence filled the room.
Think about what you're going to do. You've got to think, Krei Andrich! You can do it! If you're a genius, you can't handle a situation like this... no, even if I really am a genius.

I can't think at all. I forced my mouth open, which showed no signs of moving.



'............ I got a winner, so is there another one?

'Mr. Cry, that ...... experiment of mine worked. Please praise me.'

'............Citry is a great guy.'

I almost reflexively became a praise machine as Sitri held his head out in front of me.
A well-shaped head. I stroked the smooth hair with my hand comb and turned it into a chop, thinking this was not the time. Citri squealed with delight. I'm the one who wants to squeal.

'By the way, three of your highnesses were sacrificed in the creation process.

I put Citly's words out of my mind and continued thinking.

Wait, ...... shadow warriors? Can you use it for a shadow warrior or something? I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure you'll do fine.


I'll be back in time for the game. I'm looking forward to showing it off at the ............ game!

No, no, no, no. You can't show it off.
It's true that alchemists are allowed to use magical creatures in matches, but this one is also known to have drained blood.
What? Do you have a heart of steel? The Emperor of Zebuldia would've come to see the Emperor's Festival.

Think. We'll find a way to fake it. I can't always count on Citri. I stood up.




'Okay, ............, let Eva handle this.