73 – One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (9)

[Professor Buñuel. graduate graduate students

In the field of archeology, Professor Benuel, who has a high reputation, is making headlines by conferring diplomas to graduate students. Dr. Sam Bridges, 38, the first graduate of Professor Buñuel’s lab, said through tears in an interview with this magazine.

‘I thought I wouldn’t be able to graduate, but it’s an honor.’

Professor Buñuel has been infamous for scrupulously examining graduate students who have entered the laboratory and refusing to graduate. When the professor was directly asked what change of heart had caused her to confer the diploma, Professor Buñuel replied:

‘I decided to think about it from a human point of view. That’s all.’

It remains to be seen what kind of ripples this diploma incident of Professor Buñuel will bring.]

“Oh, it’s a picture of my mother! It’s in Mom’s newspaper!”

As Millet said, there was a picture of Professor Buñuel in the newspaper. Wearing glasses and looking at the camera with tired eyes, her face made me crave seeing her for the first time in a long time. I reached out, grabbed my coffee cup, and looked out the window.

The city looked like a bird’s eye view from the window. A wide horizon that could not be seen from the inn and a meadow beyond the castle wall. Millet spoke to me while hanging from the window frame.

“I tried chicken skewers at the wagon over there, and it was really good.”

“Yes? How about going out to eat?”

“great!”

Millet smiled and nodded, then threw herself back on the sofa. Ashria, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, gently laid her body on her thighs and stroked her hair when Millet rushed to her. And he said:

“millet. Wouldn’t you be surprised if he rushed in like that?”

“Ashuria accepts everything like this! It’s fine!”

Looking to the side, Lena was lying on another sofa, rolling around. She was throwing the dagger into the air with one hand in a lying position, but it didn’t look dangerous because it was still in the scabbard. Chewing gum and blowing up a balloon, she looked up into the air and said.

“Ah, after all, you will be living in the palace.”

“It can’t be helped, is it? Because an assassination attempt took place.”

The attempted assassination operation against the hero spread like wildfire even when we kept our mouths shut. Fortunately, the kingdom was able to avoid spreading rumors thanks to the kingdom’s quick notification that the hero was safe, but our freedom also ended at that point.

Originally, the place we could move was from the entertainment district of the kingdom to the downtown area, but now we are in a position where we can’t go anywhere other than our own rooms, this drawing room, and the training ground.

Of course, this life wasn’t bad. If we wanted anything, we could receive it by pressing the bell once, nobody said anything because we lay down all day, and even the nobles who wanted to meet us were all blocked in the name of ‘assassination risk’.

“No, can I let you go?”

But the fact that we couldn’t walk around the streets kept making us frustrated. It is a law that we want to do even if we do not normally do well, but how frustrating it must be for us to come all the way to the capital and stay locked up. Ashuria said.

“When I asked for a place to pray, they hung a cross in my room. They are not allowed to go out even for religious reasons, so going out will be impossible. Isn’t this all for us in the end? From the perspective of the kingdom, a hero has been assassinated, but there is nothing that can be done.”

“still-.”

“I am satisfied. It’s been a long time since I’ve lived like this. Every day I take a bath in a fragrant bathtub, the rice is delicious, and when I ask for a drink, I give it a drink. Wouldn’t this be paradise?”

“right! It’s fun to bet on archery with the people here. Yesterday I made a blindfolded bet to hit 3 targets at the same time. Did I win?”

Asura responded with a smile at Millet’s high-nosed bragging and complimented me on how well I did, and Lena, who was looking at me from an angle, closed her eyes as she listened to our conversation, then nodded and jumped up.

“Let’s go see the warrior. Come to think of it, it’s been a while since we haven’t seen the warrior’s face.”

As Lena said, we hadn’t seen the hero’s face since we arrived at the palace. It was because the hero was locked in the room and did not come out. According to the servants, screams and riots can be heard from the warrior’s room every night. Is there a side effect of the medicine?

“When I thought of the rumors, I was worried. How about going with us?”

When I said it, the others nodded as if they agreed with what I said. A party to visit the hospital, starting with Lena, who was so bored, was created.

*****

Knock

Knock

Knock

The large door had a golden handle. Lena grumbled as she touched the handle.

“The royal palace doesn’t make handles out of pure gold.”

“That’s a waste. I know that Your Majesty is wary of such waste.”

At Ashuria’s words, Lena shrugged and replied.

“But it’s not plated, it’s just painted gold. It’s a little disappointing.”

I couldn’t wait to fight over the plating issue, so I called the hero through the door.

“Are you a warrior?”

Miele touched the doorknob together and said to Lena.

“I don’t feel much of a difference, but can Lena know just by touching it?”

“of course. A first-rate rogue and assassin. I can appraise gems.”

“Wow, Lena is so smart!”

Hearing Millet’s words, Lena stretched out her neck and shrugged her shoulders. Ashuria shook her head while watching the dance-like motion, I called the warrior again, concentrating so as not to get caught up in the conversation behind her.

“Warrior. We came to visit you. Are you still not well?”

Ashuria got out of the pure gold debate and told me.

“It can’t be that bad, but it’s strange. He was also in a state where he was weak, and he was in good health even on the last day of his stay at the inn.”

“That’s right. Any mental problem… … .”

“Oh, I-I’m fine.”

The warrior’s voice cut off our conversation. Although it stuttered, it was definitely the voice of a warrior, and there was no sign of pain. Ashuria also widened her eyes, and Lena and Millet, who had been chatting, also shut their mouths and stared at the door.

The door opened carefully, and the hero greeted awkwardly.

“Oh that… … .”

Lena, who grumbled about the doorknob, looked at the hero with a soft expression. Both Ashuria and Millet were welcoming the hero with bright smiles. The hero also smiled awkwardly at that smile, scratched his cheek, and said.

“Sorry. That… … . I haven’t fully recovered yet, so I was just resting.”

“Are you feeling very bad?”

When Ashuria took a step closer as if she would cast divine magic right now, the hero shook his head and said.

“Oh no! Ashuria! Do not worry about it! I’m all better now! yes!”

And the warrior looked at me. The moment I was about to throw out a word for the hero, the hero’s face turned red and he quickly intercepted my words like a pickpocket.

“ah… ! ah… !”

bang!

Then the door closed again and the warrior shouted.

“Mi, sorry! My, let’s talk tomorrow! Tomorrow!”

The warrior’s voice came through the door. Millet said with a gloomy face.

“The hero didn’t make eye contact with me.”

“It’s fine. It’s not because I hate Millet.”

Lena smiled and looked at me, and Ashuria shook her head. I wanted to say I was innocent, but the subject itself was dangerous to bring up here, so I had to keep my mouth shut and move on.

Ashuria said.

“It is a beast.”

“….no.”

*****

The warrior’s face was dyed red, and his heart beat. The hero knew about the meeting between a man and a woman in popular novels. A woman wearing a loose dress is walking down the street, her skirt blown away by the wind, and a knight passing by stands with a puzzled face.

A woman who suddenly looked embarrassed sat down and started to cry.

[Ah! I can’t get married anymore!]

Then, the clumsy and handsome knight grabs the woman’s hand and makes this resolution.

[I, I will take responsibility!]

“…not stupid.”

The hero couldn’t understand the ‘responsibility’ that the knights talked about in these novels. I couldn’t understand how a princess or a noblewoman could forget her embarrassing goal and wander around at that word.

But now you realize that all of them were simple metaphors.

A metaphor that simplifies the process of love while reducing stimulation as much as possible in order to sell it to young children.

How enchanting is the phrase that a man who sees her embarrassing situation accepts and takes responsibility for the woman’s embarrassing behavior.

“really… . Not stupid… … .”

The hero calls the pathetic process of love foolish,

[I will take responsibility. Warrior.]

I couldn’t deny that the porter’s voice resonated in my ears.

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