Um, how can I help you?

　I wondered when I was in a daze.
　I noticed that Mia was leaning forward to peer at me.
　Big, round eyes.
　And--.

..........

　The two rounds of the apron dress's chest area are really rich and full, and what a--!
　And the fact that he's leaning forward emphasizes the violence of the situation.
　My cheeks heat up and my gaze swims.
　To be honest, I'm having trouble finding a place to look.
　Feeling embarrassed, I bow my head deeply, hiding my face, and hold out my right hand as it is.


Yes, it's nice to meet you too, isn't it?

　I felt Mia wrap her hands around my right hand with both of mine.
　Kaa, and the heat in my face rose even more.
　Mia's hand was very warm and fluffy.
　I lifted my hips and put my hand to the back of my head while averting my gaze.

''Yes, yes........it's me........''

　A jagged, choppy reply escaped my mouth.
　Then Mia smiled and popped me on both shoulders.

'You're nervous, aren't you?　Huh, let's take it easy, take it easy.

　He's probably trying to relieve the tension.

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

　She's cute, but also cheerful and attentive.
　I didn't know such a girl existed.

Well, by the way, sir...

　Mia asked me as I removed my hand from her shoulder.

''Since Sagara Kurohiko-sama is from the East, should I call you Kurohiko-sama?''
'Oh, either way. Whichever you prefer to call it, Mia.
So, may I call you "Lady Kurohiko" from now on?
Oh, yes.

　....................
　I feel strangely embarrassed when people call me 'sama'.
　And since I didn't have anyone around me in my previous world who would step in from the other side innocently like this...

Kurohiko-sama........have I done something wrong?
What?

　Mia looked worried.

I mean, he has a complicated look on his face.
'No, I was just thinking.............Mia, I'm just glad you're a kind person!
What...?

　This time when she looked a little happy, Mia-san lightly looked down.

''........Is that right?''
Well, it looks like you two have a lot of chemistry.

　The headmaster, with a sandwich in hand, turned a nasty smile and a look at Mia-san with a sandwich in hand.

''But it's rare for you to break the ice so quickly with the opposite s*x you've never met before... Could it be that a man like Kurohiko is your thing, Mia?

　Mia turned bright red and began to gasp in a panic.

''Wow, it's not so much that I, for example, have a preference for the opposite s*x, but--''
'Well, as far as I'm concerned, it would be more convenient for me to be on the same page with what I have planned for the rest of the day.

　Hmm?
　What are your plans for the rest of the day?
　I looked at Mia-san, however, Mia didn't seem to understand the meaning of Makina-san's words either.
　Makina-san took one breath and continued her story.

'Mia,'
Okay.
'Take Kurohiko for the day and give him a tour of the city.
A city guide, sir?
'Yes. He's just a freshman from out of the country, so he really doesn't know anything.
Oh, so you're a new student after all?
He is extremely directionally challenged and yesterday he couldn't even find the school at night, let alone make it to the entrance ceremony and ended up passing out on an empty stomach.
I'm sorry to hear that...
Maybe it's because they've been living in the mountains for so long that they don't even have any common sense.
...So that's what happened.

　Mia-san looks at me with a pitying expression.
　.............It was so.
　The current me was set up as a wild child who grew up deep in the mountains and was discovered by a holy warrior who knew little about the world.......

　Makina-san cowered her shoulders.

''I'd like to show you around in person, but today I'm busy with a lot of things, including the formalities regarding him, so I'll leave the city tour to you, Mia.......''
Okay, I'm sorry.

　Makina-san looks at her watch.

''Well you'll have to be back in time for 'The Archer's Hour'.

　The country of the cows?
　I strained my eyes and looked at the clock.
　A human holding a bow at '9 o'clock' on the clock?　There's a picture carved into it that looks like.
　The bowman's time...................ah, I see.
　So, the time is judged by the type of picture that the hands of the clock are pointing at?
　In other words, I couldn't understand it just now because what is engraved on the clock is not 'letters' or 'numbers' but 'pictures', right?

..........

　Ha, anyway.
　Apparently, Mia is going to be showing me around town for the day.

'You can ask Mia to show you things, too.

　As she says this to me, Makina-san takes a small bite of her sandwich and huffs and puffs.
　Mia turns to me and bows her head with a smile.

''Ho, good to see you today, Kurohiko-sama.
Well, it's nice to meet you too.

　Then.
　Gulp.
　My stomach grumbles.
　Giggling, Mia-san laughs.

"Kurohiko-sama, are you hungry?

　I scratch my head, embarrassed.

'Actually, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday...'

　Glancing at the headmaster, I looked at him.
　Makina-san is wiping her mouth with a cloth that looks like a napkin provided.
　And.

'Okay, I'm full now. I'll give you the rest.

　With that, Makina indicates the top of the low table with her hand.

'Well, come on in?　Would you like to eat?

　Look at the food on the table.
　...........
　The sandwiches are half bitten off and there is only one glass of milk.
　That's right, originally only one headmaster was brought in, so of course there's only one spoon for drinking soup and forks for eating salad, too.
　And.

What?　You're not going to eat it?

　Makina asks quizzically.

'But this--'

　But the headmaster is about to eat, but........
　In other words, this is what's called an indirect--

'Oh, you didn't want to eat it?　Then let me make you a new one, even if it takes a little longer--
No, I'd appreciate it!
"?　I wish I could....

　I clasped my hands together in gratitude.
　Then, with a faintly trembling hand, I picked up the glass of milk I was about to drink.
　The place where there was a thin layer of milk on that drinking spout, that is........
　Gulp.
　Phew.
　But wait....me.
　What's that, as a gentleman?

..........

　f*ck...!
　I gulped, gulping down the milk.
　I sipped from the other side of the zone, where there was a thin layer of milk on it.
　And--!

　In the next moment, it didn't matter anymore whether I was on the verge of drinking or eating or some other trivial thing like that.
　............
　What's this?

　Is that a good idea...?

　It was slightly sweet and creamy.
　Suddenly, my stomach started to get active.
　Next, I chewed on a sandwich.
　........this.
　Crispy bread that is lightly toasted.
　And the ingredients sandwiched between them - ham, tomatoes, sunny lettuce, butter - each ingredient's unique taste is displayed without any opposition.
　I didn't realize that you can sense the flavors of the ingredients so clearly.　
　Well, maybe it's the hunger pangs, but....
　This time, I dunked the spoon into the plate of soup and brought it to my mouth.
　
　Next, the salad.
　There's no dressing or anything else on it, but........hmm?
　Oh, it's delicious....
　And it has a natural sweetness to it.
　I can assure you.
　This isn't just a hunger correction.
　Clearly, the ingredients and the preparation of the food are at a high level.

　The next thing I know, I've eaten all the food.
　Finally, I gulp down the remaining milk.

'....Phew.

　So when I took a breath.

I've never seen anyone eat so much food.

　Makina said, in a way that was more admiring than dumbfounding.

'Were you that hungry?'
I was definitely hungry, but more importantly, the food itself was so good...

　Makina looked up at Mia.

'Is?　Good for you, Mia.

　Huh?

So this is Mia's cooking?

　Mia's mouth fell open in a disheveled manner.

''Yes. I made today's breakfast. I'm happy to hear you say that.....

　Soooooo, Mia-san folded her hands behind her waist and bent forward.
　Mia-san's cheeks turned slightly vermillion and she smiled at me.

''Thank you, Kurohiko-sama.
It was really good. Thank you for the food.
Yes, thanks for your help.

　Mr. Machina got up from his chair.

'Well, I'd better get going. Take care of Kurohiko, Mia.
Yes, sir.

　Then Makina-san left the room.
　Me and Mia-san remained in the room.
　Mia-san smiled at me.

''Well then, shall we go too?''