After a short wait after returning to his original location with the captain, everyone returned before it was assembly time.

Is that where the punctuality is?

He also finished discussing exchanging deputy captains and female platoon captains, and decided to head back to Pumpkin Fort.

Unlike going after I have to confirm my plans for town, I'm just going back the way I came, so the captain and other summer-like people are also more relaxed than going.

Of course, I guess I'm properly alert in that sense because the forest is a place where demons are at risk of appearing.

I walked home looking at the captain's back leading the way.

"There will be more women in the fort in the near future"

That's what I was taught when we were having dinner together in the captain's room.

It's just water in my sleeping ear.

I didn't understand right away, and my hand, which had bread, stopped.

Pippy, Pawn.

With the meaning of words penetrating my brain, I accidentally took a seat even during the meal.

"What!? Is it true!?

"Oh. I was packing up a story about that today"

Even if I'm surprised, the captain is as usual.

Encourage him to sit with only his gaze while continuing to eat gracefully.

I always thought Captain was a beautiful way to eat dinner, wasn't he? You eat faster than I do, but you're classy. He's a nobleman, so maybe he deserves it.

"I'm surprised. You don't have a female crew in the fort right now, do you? How did that happen?

"There are female servants and cooks in the fort. I thought it would be easier to work with same-sex crew."

"Indeed, it may be so"

I've heard stories about women in town for a long time. Apart from that platoon leader from Platinum Blonde, there are many of them. I guess men are a lot more.

I guess that means a change of personnel. Maybe that's why I was talking to the platoon leader, who is a female representative.

Too suddenly, I still can't imagine what would happen if the female crew came.

But I would definitely be happy with Hanina or something that I don't like men.

I'm used to the status quo, and I don't usually find it inconvenient, but there are as many things that would be easier to do with a female cadet.

For example, when I came to this fort.

If there were any female crew, I guess I wouldn't have had to have them hidden in the captain's room.

Which was better, just leave it.

"I realized that because of you."

"Heh? Is that me?

I don't know what you're talking about, and I snap my neck.

Did I do something?

"They'll talk about the servants a lot. It also taught us problems that we didn't realize."

Indeed, I often talk to the captain about my fellow servants.

That's not the intention of wanting to talk to you or anything, it's just the flow of the story.

Apart from the occasional study group, the captain basically turns to the listener.

On the contrary, I'm a chatter, so you can talk to me as you please.

Doing so inevitably makes it easier to talk about servants who deal with them at work.

Laughing stories like it doesn't matter, a little failure on the part of the servant, who said this, etc.

I was just talking to the world.

"There are important cases hidden in such places."

Is that what it is?

You realised that I didn't quite understand, the captain rested his hands on the meal once.

"I think what I hear from you about the servants is that they expect me to talk to them from before. Like you, I realized I needed a presence to connect the crew to the servants. It would be impeccable if a female cadet could be. It would be somewhat easier to talk than the tough guys"

I see, was I in the messenger role before I knew it?

The captain looks scary, he's tall and disappointed, and he's like a bear or a ghost, so I know it's easy to talk.

Even the rest of the crew, some of them as easy to talk to as Mr. Chartres, but they're all in good shape because they're military.

"Right, you're not just a bunch of strangers like me, are you?"

"You're not invisible."

"So what is it? Aren't you scared?

"Well put, don't be."

"I don't want to hear what happens if I say it badly, like I want to hear..."

"That's your beauty, too."

"I think you're being praised."

I interpreted the captain's words enlarged for my convenience.

Fine, fine. Because it's true that people have never known each other.

My family told me you've been loving me since I was a baby, me. I miss everyone right away, so he didn't feel like talking about his uncle or anything he didn't know.

Shiatsu. I chose the right person to miss, and I still do.

You don't think my sense of smell would be stupid because the result of your choice is the captain.

"... might not have been very happy for you."

I got a carefree glance, and I got a much smaller groan.

That's that, isn't it? You care what I said in town, don't you? She said she baked a pretty woman a jerk.

I don't think that guy's coming, but it doesn't change that he's the same crew.

Even though I said it to deceive you, it's kind of embarrassing because it's true that I baked yakimochi. I mean, it's undecided.

Something like this worries me, something like this. It's hard to say thank you honestly or sorry, isn't it?

I can't believe I baked yakimochi, in my first experience. Naturally, I was starting to get worried like this.

I'm so uncomfortable, I stir tea with a teaspoon without meaning.

"Um, I'm fine. Be careful not to overcook the yakimochi"

I guess I'll just have to say that.

I have no idea how to be careful.

I kind of understand that it's not a controllable emotion though.

You don't have to be jealous.

"I know, Captain. It's about me. I mean, I like you."

"Right."

I almost took off my spoon to the consent I returned without vacating between.

... too much accidental hitting.

I feel my face getting hot in an unexpected counterattack.

I can't believe you're serious about the joke, it's sloppy.

"... there, be a little upset"

I look up to the captain, but I'm sure he's not scared or anything.

Phew, and the captain threw up a gentle, sweet grin.

Bad. The captain is really bad.

Do you know I like that face or not?

If they stared at me like that, my chest would be gooey, and it would be painful and irresistible.

Dinner, which should be delicious with a fort cook waving his arm, almost got me confused about the flavor.

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