After you're ready to go to bed, sit in bed and listen to the captain.

By the way, the pyjamas were brought to me yesterday by the platoon leader. I've already got a few clothes too.

All the demons I've had today are small things, and they weren't numerous.

Well, that's right. I haven't been home for an hour since the alarm went off.

That sound informs us that the demon is headed this way, and they know more or less the scale with the height and spacing of the sound.

Because it sounded high this time, trinket. Because I was stretching the sound, a few.

The lower the sound, the bigger it is, and the more times it sounds the shorter the sound, the more numerous it is.

I see. I don't know when the demon will come again, and I need to remember.

There are currently no servants in the first place because the big demons have come close.

There's a line in the fort to keep demons out, but that's not omnipotent.

It seems that a strong demon can also break the line.

Besides, if demons don't come in until inside the fort, if the fighting troops are destroyed, they won't be able to take a step outside the fort.

So when you know the big guys are coming, while you can still afford it, you think you're going to put on escorts and evacuate non-combatants to nearby towns?

So, if I can defeat the big guy safely, then they'll see how it goes for the whole week and pick everyone up, especially if there doesn't seem to be a problem.

"So the servants are coming back, are we going to be late?

Problem, it's happening, right?

Do I have to spend another week in this room?

That's just a little cramped, isn't it?

I thought it was only for a week, so I could stand it.

"No, it was like a leftover hunt today. That's a common thing on that scale. I'll pick you up in four days, as planned."

"Blood back like that on the leftover hunt..."

I remember a shirt stained in bright red, and I blush.

Nothing was worse for my heart than that.

"To cover the guy who screwed up. It happens all the time."

I wonder if I got caught off guard because it was a trinket, that person.

Still, helping people and not hurting themselves, amazing captain.

Because I'm strong, I guess I'm the captain.

The battle job title was such a distant world story. From me, all I can say is that it's already amazing.

"I'm sure he's grateful to the captain."

"I wonder. He may resent you because he reprimanded you so hard."

"I know exactly what you mean. The captain saved my life."

If it weren't for the captain, life that might have gone.

If you had a properly thought out head, you'd be grateful.

"After all, the captain is someone who can protect people."

That's what I said, grinned.

Even I am now protected. From the wolves and the dogs.

The captain must have defended the lives of so many people before.

Wide backs are powerful and good looking because there's a big one carrying there.

"... too much to buy"

That's not true.

I've still known the captain for a few days, but I know the captain is an amazing man.

Every time I find out, I get stronger like admiration like respect.

He wants to know more about the good things about the captain, I think.

My fondness for the captain is with the eel.

"I wish I could do something too. Unfortunately, it's unlikely to be useful in terms of power."

"Naturally."

To my words I joked, the captain creased between his eyebrows.

Well, it's weirder to expect that from me, isn't it?

Cheat ability is fun because it's fiction.

"Somehow I've only had about a knife for a blade. All I've ever knocked down is flies and glowing bugs."

In a way, that was a death fight, too.

Bugs scare me, bugs.

Oh, but I don't hate ants, dangouts and mites.

"Peace be with you."

"That was normal in my country"

"I'm sorry about that."

"I'm sorry, is that it?

I wonder what that means?

I don't think I'm unhappy, and I've tripped across worlds, but so far I've managed.

I don't think there's anything that would make me feel sorry for you.

"If you were in an uncontested country, this environment would have something tough. In a way, this is the front line."

Front line. Exactly.

A place where it's not strange whenever you're supposed to engage a demon.

A dangerous place, so much so that people who can't fight when they have to evacuate.

"I'm not used to seeing blood."

Bright red blood that was eroding my white shirt.

Wash or not, water dyeing red.

It wasn't even a pleasant color to watch.

Instinct, scared, told me he didn't want to see it.

"But there's a captain."

That's what I said with a smile.

I may be pushing it a little, but I meant it.

"If anything happens, the captain will surely protect me, won't he? So it's okay."

The captain is kind. The captain has a strong sense of responsibility.

So I won't throw you out on me now.

If you're going to be in danger, you're going to help me.

I know that, so I'm less anxious.

I have a sense of reliance, but that's all the captain can count on.

"... if they say so, you can't fail to protect them."

Phew, and the strong side soothes.

I've seen it several times in the last few days, a gentle smile.

Every time the captain gives that look, I'm so happy for some reason.

It's like they gave me a peek inside, like they told me to stop closer.

Because that's what I care about.

Uh, hey, they're gonna protect you, Captain.

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