The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It

I held myself back from asking him if it was okay for other people to touch his body so much. I guess the reason he let them do it in the first place is because it was fine.

“‘Mi?’ What’s that? Are you trying to act cute?”

“ ‘Mi’ means madman, or crazy person. It’s a new abbreviation I came up with since I’m tired of asking Mr. Rue if he’s crazy or not. I’m not acting cute, alright, Mi?”

“Ah, that’s creative. However, there’s still no difference between you acting cute and saying that for some other reason to me.”

“Crazy.”

Rue, who tilted his head at an angle, laughed at me.

It was his usual laugh. Yes, I felt calmer at seeing that and moved past him.

I spotted a large bed at one side of the aerial greenhouse.

What? A bed in a forest? It was such a fairy tale-like scenery that I ran there without realizing it and threw myself on it.

Oh my.

“Huh?”

‘What a crazily cozy bed. How is this so comfortable?’

I was speechless by the warmth that enveloped my back, back and hips.

Rue, with his long legs, followed me slowly and stared at me with a mysterious gaze as I rolled around on the bed. 

He had an unpleasant look on. I buried my face in a warm pillow and stared at Rue.

“What is it? If you have something to say, say it.”

Rue made a face that said there was nothing like that.

“Just now, you were thinking something while looking at me, right?”

“Oh, that. I was just thinking that it’s been a long time since I’ve seen someone else lying on my bed.”

Ah.

“Ahem.”

Slowly getting up, I headed to the sofa next to the bed.

The sofa is as wide and high as the bed, and probably as expensive as the bed. I sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

‘I acted so naturally like it was my own bed. Now that we’re done pretending to be married, I should think a bit more about my actions.’

Rue must have thought, ‘Oh, do you wish to share the bed with me? Do you want to take my clothes off on the bed? Then come now, take it off.’ I thought he’d tease me like that, since he was Rue, but he was just sitting across from me.

However, the psychological discomfort increased because Rue was wearing nothing but pants.

It was even more embarrassing because even though he was a wizard, he had such a perfect body that it looked like he’d devoted himself to swordplay for at least five years.

I looked around, pretending to see the garden and asked,

“Mr. Rue, is Calepa your real name?”

The answer was unexpectedly straightforward.

“No.”

Then what does Callepa mean? The moment I was going to ask that, someone trampled the grass with their upright steps. Emerging from behind a small willow tree was someone unlike the people I’d seen here before. A black-haired man in modern, everyday clothing.

‘A swordsman.’

I looked at the long sword hanging at the man’s waist.

I could hear no resonance from it.

In terms of posture and momentum, it didn’t look like he had very good skills. In other words, it meant he was a swordsman excellent enough to hide his skills even down to his sword’s resonance.

The man opened his mouth and spoke in fairly proficient Imperial language.

“Long time no see, Calepa. I heard you sent away the senyots. I’ve come in their stead.”

The black haired swordsman came closer and kept his gaze on Rue.

Only at Rue.

It was the same with the perverts from earlier too. Was I invisible to the people on this ship?

“You must change. I’ll assist you.”

The black-haired swordsman put down his sword on the ground and approached Rue. The man sat on one knee in front of Rue, and softly grabbed Rue’s trousers. Then he slowly began to pull his pants down.

“Stop!”

These perverted children had no common sense!

My desperate cry finally turned the black-haired swordsman to me. With eyes full of wariness, he placed his hand on the handle of his sword on the grass, ready to cut my neck if necessary.

‘But this guy is different from the perverts from before.’

For this swordsman, undressing Rue seemed more like a task or duty. The foreigners on this airship were strange in various ways. 

‘Even if the action is the same, someone may harbor unpleasant intentions while the other may only carry a sense of duty.’

Physical conversations were reserved only for perverts and scum. Instead, I attempted to have a civilized exchange with this guy, like a modern person.

“Hello.”

The other party’s vigilance didn’t drop at all.

There was no way a person who fluently spoke the Imperial language couldn’t understand a simple hello. Still, I enunciated most of my words, trying to be somewhat considerate.

“I’m Daisy Fager. I’m a colleague of your Calepa. Calepa needs clothes to wear, he doesn’t need more to be taken off.”

The man’s face looked dazed for a moment. He turned to Rue, questioning him.

“Calepa, this is…”

Rue replied nonchalantly.

“Didn’t you hear her? We’re colleagues.”

“Colleagues… is that really the case?”

Unsure whether he was disappointed or astonished, my eyebrows crumpled. Did he not understand what colleague meant since he was a foreigner?

Well, that wasn’t very important. I continued, pointing at Rue.

“Calepa needs clothes.”

The black-haired swordsman looked at me again. He looked like he was looking at a crazy person. This weird guy, so he knew what change meant but not clothes?

“Calepa needs clothes!”

“…….”

“Clothes! This. What I’m wearing! He needs clothes!”

Maybe it was funny to see me trying my best to make gestures for the foreigner so he could understand my words, but Rue let out a low chuckle. Then he spoke to the man.

“What are you doing? Bring me some clothes to wear. She keeps whining.”

“…Yes, sir.”

The black-haired swordsman, who bowed his head with a dubious face, left the greenhouse.

“What? He understood! Why was he acting so slow?”

Anyways, since they were Rue’s acquaintances, they were bound to be a bit strange. However, again, I was in no position to unboard this ship.

I got Rue some clothes as a result, and I no longer had to worry about those perverts, so I decided to just behave.

I took a careful look at the airship’s greenhouse, a clear result of modern magic.

No matter how high the quantity and quality of magic stones that are used are, it is impossible to maintain such a complex ecosystem on an airship for a long-term trip.

“Are those 30 people wizards?”

Or was the level of magic they’d reached in the Northern Continents just beyond what we could imagine here in the Empire?

“Have you never seen a place like this?”

Rue asked in a slightly drowsy voice. Maybe he was watching me gawk at the scenery.

“No.”

“I’ll answer just one question, so rack your brain well and ask ahead.”

All of a sudden?

I looked at Rue with suspicious eyes. No, I tried to look at him.

His chest was so painfully handsome that I couldn’t bring myself to look at it. It was just a man’s naked chest, which I used to see everyday when I was in the military, so why did I feel so uncomfortable right now?

“…does what I ask matter?”

“No.”

I slowly picked the question in my mind.

The best thing to ask about would be Rue’s true identity or purpose.

But if I asked such a question, he would undoubtedly respond with something like, ‘You dare ask such a greedy question? Trying to feast on an answer when your plant hasn’t even bloomed yet?’

So I chose a safer one.

“How old are you, Mr. Rue?”

In the meantime, Rue was being dressed by the swordsman.

The coat he wore was a blue slightly darker than Rue’s hair, and it had a traditional northern style with ornate silver embroidery.

People definitely looked different in those flowy clothes. The haughty and arrogant appearance the clothes brought suited Rue.

Rue, sweeping his chin, as if agonizing over the question, eventually asked the swordsman.

“How old am I?”

The man replied lightly.

“You turned 179 this year.”

…what?

“Already? Hmm. Just remove the last digit and think of me as 17, Miss Daisy.”

Do you think that’s possible?

‘I’d expected him to be old when I found out he knew Dian Cecht, but 179 years old? Is that even possible?’

The problem was that it didn’t seem like a lie. Of course, ordinary humans cannot live upto 179 years.

‘Either he extended his life with powerful magic tools, or he’s attained the level of a swordmaster. It must be one of the two.’

I examined Rue’s face with a pure exclamation. His appearance was unbelievable, considering that he was an almost 200-years-old grandfather.

“Mr. Rue… you’re older than I thought.”

The black-haired man looked back at Rue, flagging my words. Rue nodded casually.

“Yeah.”

“You’re really, really old.”

The swordsman looked at me, outraged at my words. Rue gave me a half-hearted apology for the shock.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’ll treat you a little more like an elder from now on.”

“Oh, thank you very much for that. But please don’t say that at home.”

“I won’t.”

Then I fell asleep for a very short time.

I’d closed my eyes intending to take a short nap, but when I opened my eyes, it was dark outside. Moreover, as before, I was lying on the bed.

“Ugh.”

When I’m with Rue, I strangely sleep very well.

Shortly after I stretched a little, Rue took me out of the greenhouse.

The airship was already docked at Midwinterre High Speed Airstation. Did he wait until I woke up to leave?

The black-haired swordsman who led us down the airship knelt down one last time to greet Rue.

“I’ll see you next time. Take care, Calepa.”

After seeing him off, we left the station. I finally came back home after all the struggles.

There was one thing I learned from this outing.

I’ll never, ever, go out of the house again.

Lol poor daisy, she’s had a rough week. Hopefully the prospect of a salary increase and a good cup of tea will help her relax.

Also, age is just a number asfdjbfd

Ahh Daisy being relaxed and comfortable with Rue is my favorite thing.

But also the sexual tension in this chapter ebdjbjs