Two as One Princesses

When Ciel woke up in the morning, the sun had climbed quite a bit and it felt like it was going to hit brunch on a meal.

I'm glad as far as I'm concerned that I slept well, but I still have a lot of plans today, so I can't stay long.

"Good morning, Ciel."

"Aynee? Oh, yes."

Sleeping brilliantly of things, but it's a little unusual to be so far.

Is it because I slept in bed? Though I do think it would have been extraordinarily easier to sleep than on stone or on the ground.

For a few minutes, I wondered if I'd been confused, stretching at once and Ciel would wake up this time.

'Did you wake up?

"The bed is amazing. It's soft. I was kind of happy."

"That would have been nice."

"So, how long is it now?

"Is it about before lunch"

"Maybe you slept too much, even if you didn't. You could have woken me up, couldn't you?

'I have plans, and I thought I'd wake you up, because I slept comfortably'

White hair, Ciel buried in a white futon, was so much like a doll and wanted to be decorated somewhere, but Ciel, illuminated by the sun, is also somewhat divine.

Though it may also be related to what you're wearing, the only thing about robes for this seems perverse when you think about it again. I would buy sympathy if I knew what was going on, but now would Mr. Celia ask me what was going on?

That, then, is an awesome morning (noon), so I sing a song with Run Run Run Run.

When I wake up late in the morning, I feel like I'm on holiday and it kind of pops my mind. I am awake all the time, but my body is refreshed, so my mood is pulled over there.

"Bye, Ayn. Today, please."

'I'll replace you if you need anything, thank you then'

While I'm in this town, I'm the main one. He switches with Ciel and weaves his robe and leaves the room.

I think it's funny because I've been holding it down with my robe so far, because it feels weird that my hair moves freely, but not as a man.

Walking down the hallway down the stairs, Mr. Nilda stood at the reception.

"Good Morning"

"Oh, you're a sleeper."

If I say hello, I get a kind of smiling gaze back.

Exactly, I thought there wouldn't be any breakfast available, but they gave me a small basket saying "yes, lunch box".

"Is that good?

"Money is what I'm getting from the guild. If you don't give it to me, you're gonna break your contract."

"Well, thank you."

"Then when you go out, leave your keys."

"... uh, how many nights am I supposed to be able to do that?

"For now, could it have been the 10th?

"Okay. Thank you."

Looks like you didn't have to bring your stuff.

'Right. But it's a pleasure not to have trouble with the inn on the 10th.'

"It's easier to sleep than sleep on the ground."

"If it's a private room, you can talk to Ciel without worrying about it."

Have such a conversation with Ciel as he heads to the guild. Does' hehe, yeah 'and Ciel seem happy that you are enjoying your conversation with me?

It wasn't a difficult road, so I quickly followed the guild.

The image of fewer people in the guild than yesterday and more young people overall. Saying you're young, though I guess they're all older than Ciel.

Many people look at me for a moment, including because I haven't hidden my hair today or until I get here.

But that didn't entangle me, they were all looking back, reacting enough to see something unusual.

Thinking about it like this, maybe I was too obsessed with something a little less conspicuous. Though it is a theory of results.

There is no Mr. Celia at the guild reception, and instead there are some girls on the counter who look older than Ciel. To see how handy you are, you look like a newbie.

When I approach the reception, they blink loudly and observe me still.

Could my kingdom have been noticed? Or is it detection?

Either way, if a class B hunter were to notice a sorcery he didn't realize, he might be quite powerful.

There's no such thing as, normally, "Are you here to make a request?," he called out.

Yeah. Well, I wouldn't even look like a 10-year-old with uncommonly colored hair. If I were in the guild, I'd be dealt with that way. Instead, for what I didn't mistake as lost, the impression isn't bad.

"I was promising Mr. Celia, could you take it from me?

"Uh, you're Celia. Your child...... doesn't look like it, but do you know him?

"Didn't they tell you they want you to catch the white haired kid when he comes?

Has the receptionist remembered anything in my words, hah looked up.

Then I say, "Wait a minute," and I pull back in. I wonder where she went to be told that she didn't lag because her white hair was noticeable.

No, because my white hair stood out, there's a part of me that's done with all this interaction.

In the back he said, "What was the child that Mr. Celia wanted you to take after? I hear voices like" Maybe there was a problem with the receptionist.

Come on. I don't even know your name. Receptionist. For stories that seem important, you should take notes.

Now that we have time, borrow a chair where no one is sitting and check in the basket.

It contained colorful vegetables, sandwiches. It's simple, but I know exactly what that field vegetable tastes like, and it still tastes good. I just didn't feel the vegetables tasted so good in my lifetime, I was hungry (?) I guess the best spice was not a mistake, though.

The receptionist goes behind and for a while, Celia comes like she panicked and bows her head, "Thank you for waiting," she said. In contrast, the receptionist who came back with me laughs, "It's hard," but I wonder if your sermon awaits after this to see Celia's expression.

Though I may have seen it wrong because I immediately put my expression back on.

"I'll show you to the same room as yesterday, are you okay?

"We need to talk, right? It's okay."

"Thank you"

They are taken to the back as they engage in a tough exchange.

That said, although they were taken to the same room as yesterday and just placed the same way as yesterday.

I mean, Mr. Carroll is sitting next to him. I don't have anything to do with what I'm talking about today, but this one-eyed lady wants to distance herself a bit because she's going to have a weird switch in a weird place.

In the meantime, when the place was ready, Mr. Celia bowed her head.

"Earlier, this one excused me."

"I don't care. Because I don't even look like I'm 10.

When I thought about it, I didn't get a hunter card, and I didn't have anything to prove I was a hunter. "

"About that, too, I'm sorry. I'll give it to you first.

This will be Mr. Siermeer's hunter card. "

That's what they gave me. Metal plates. Is the size bigger than a common point card or credit card? Ciel's hand makes it a little harder to hold.

The name Cielmail and rank on the table - it's in the E-grade -. There's a complicated pattern behind it, but it's probably a magic formation. Plus, the type that uses magic. So when I see it, I don't know what it says.

"You're magically managing it."

"Yes, it supports the magic fixtures that are in each guild, so that you can find out more about the success rate of the request and the results of the rank-up exam. You can also rewrite the cards.

Similar tools are available at the town entrance and at the gates, where we see if the hunter card is real.

They just say no one can reproduce this technology from 1. One theory also says that God gave it to me "

"God...... is it Master Asharose?

"I don't know the details, but they say it's Master Metestus"

"That's true."

This world. It's not like God is one pillar. There are many pillars, each one of which is different, but let me discount it here.

Like the myth of the earth, they manage to do love or something.

But only Arshallous, who is considered a God of love, worships as a church. Because it seems that this goddess is the only one who actually gives me a commission.

Sometimes they worship the god of war in some regions, but they don't talk about doing something directly to me like a shrine. Even more influential in each country is the Church, so it becomes Nature and God = Archarose.

I would like to be careful here that the Church is not trying to exclude anything other than Arshallous.

gossip.

Celia brings the story closer to the point.

"I'll talk to you from our side. Me and Carol have been seconded by HQ to be officials and hunters. I can't answer the reason for the assignment because it's confidential."

"Does talking about it mean you'll cooperate with me?

"It's tentative, because at least you don't belong in this town or country, so you'll have more to talk to me about"

"Are you going to miss me, even if what I tell you is detrimental to this country?

"Rather, as a hunter union, you're welcome to have more diplomatic cards.

Whatever the information may have been, I will not tell you that Mr Siermeer has spoken.

But even if it's a hunter's union, if it's not from headquarters, be aware that it may belong to that region or country. "

Though I knew it, the Hunter Union is not a single rock.

No matter how neutral the hunter union is, it will recruit officials locally, and even at the top of the list, depending on the location, they will not be HQ people.

In that case, the intention of the State may sometimes take precedence over the intention of the Headquarters.

But it doesn't change that we only talk to people we thought we could trust. If it was, I wouldn't have to get too nervous because sometimes it's the first and last time we talk here.

"Don't worry, if you don't talk to me again, I won't abandon you.

At the very least, I'll give you the coverage I decided on the other day.

"Speaking of coverage, what happens to Mr. Carroll's punishment?

Whatever a decent punishment could be given, and although not something could be done from where I found out, I decided to listen to it as a bully.

When I look at Mr. Carroll once and for all, he has the expression of despair in the world for some reason.

"It is a punishment that restrictions on the use of the research room and the price of the inn while Mr. Siermeer is in this town will inflict as a hunter union. To be precise, a year as a guild will be an aid to Mr. Siermeer's life, so the guild side will be paying for the inn."

"Oh, thank you for the price of the inn"

"As I just said, that's the responsibility of the Alliance, so don't worry about it.

Instead, please note that after a year, you will not be ranked higher, you will not be able to take care of yourself until grade C if you do not earn enough money and your life becomes difficult. "

"Okay."

Honestly, I wanted to do something about the money issue, so it's huge that the inn was guaranteed.

At least for a while, you'll be able to manage with the money you bring, and if the Demon Stone becomes the amount there, you don't have to be able to threaten poverty first.

"And then, unlike punishment, during the year or until I got to grade C, Carol was going to be mentoring Mr. Siermeer."

"Oh, really..."

"You don't have to look so subtle."

Whether my reaction was overt or not, Mr. Carroll makes a slightly obstinate voice. However, it is Mr. Carroll himself who is making the cause, so I have no intention of sympathy or condoning it.

That said, I promised to take care of him until grade D, so it's even more so now.

"You can't be welcome because you're the one who almost got killed.

Instruction alone seems likely to talk about witchcraft. Regardless of the latter, the former doesn't want to think about it again. "

"Mr. Siermeer's words are good, but I'm sure I'll leave them to Carol in my position."

"If there were any other suitors, they'd be here. So the next time you're about to get killed, admit to fighting back without adding or subtracting"

"I knew you didn't mean it yesterday"

From beside what I said, Mr. Carroll's eyes glow.

Conversely, Mr. Celia, with momentum that seemed to hold her head, glanced at her face.

"Carol. That's why you're on guard, don't you know?

"Yes, it's okay. I'm not gonna let you be serious. Yeah, it's enough talking about magic."

"That's because it's grey, too, right?

Though Celia sighed loudly, Carol didn't seem to care.

Too much, if Mr. Carroll wants to go back on his guidance, I'll report it to Mr. Celia.

"For one thing, let me get back to you.

This is why I am listening to Mr Siermeer, because it is better to have information in advance, so that we can also put measures in place as guilds.

Specifically, if Mr. Siermeer is already being chased, he can still be found around Mr. Siermeer in the Alliance. "

"It's possible I have an affair, isn't it?

"It's not likely to be zero, but it's going to be pretty unlikely, so I'll ignore it here.

Even if we were to kill the person who caused it, we will determine that there is only one reason. "

This neighborhood already feels like an admissible exception because I'm 10 years old.

Ordinary 10-year-olds wouldn't try to kill people, and if they did, they'd assume that was all there was to it.

How convenient is the body of a toddler girl!

Oh, my God. I decided to leave it and figure out how far I'd go to talk.