Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Both Shingen and Julienne didn’t notice that quite a long time had passed while they were talking about Elize’s past . Before they knew it, it’s almost dawn . The birds had even started to chirp .
Julienne, who heard the chirping, smiled bitterly . Knowing the sun was already up, Shingen scratched the back of his head and lightly laughed . Julienne apologized while sticking her tongue out .
[Wellー my bad . Sorry for the very long talk~]
There was a sense of incompatibility between what she said and the tone she used, but that’s what makes it cute .
[……Ah, it’s okay… I enjoy hearing others telling stories . I also want to know about Elize even just a little anyways . ]
Why did he want to know about Elize? It’s easy for Shingen to answer that question .
[Because she’s an important companion . ]
As long as he considers someone a friend, it doesn’t matter to Shingen if one of them was a former enemy . An important friend at that . This is his creed . Shingen learned from the surrounding people while he was still travelling with his sister before they arrived at Ardesil to treasure friendship regardless of whatever reason; once you are my friend, then you’ll always be one .
Julienne smiled as she looked at Shingen’s serious face .
[Alright . If we got another opportunity, I’ll tell you another story . It’ll be still about Elize . ]
[Okay, I’ll be looking forward to it . ]
Shingen came to understand a part of Elize’s past and it made him feel ashamed of himself . He and Maruto were of similar age but there was a huge difference between the two of them . No wonder Elize acted cold towards him .
Not only she failed as an escort, she couldn’t fulfill her promise to Maruto . He couldn’t imagine the regret she felt . He wished to be able to help even a little . From now on, Shingen decided to try to talk to her little by little and maybe then she’ll brighten up a little .
The previously dark sky slowly turned light blue, gradually becoming brighter and brighter, so both of them hurriedly returned to their own room .
Shingen became aware that he hadn’t gotten any sleep at all tonight as the drowsiness returned to him . His eyelids felt heavy .
Shingen and Julienne separated after bowing to each other . As soon as he returned to his room, he took off his leather boots, stripped off his coat and put it on the chair .
A half naked figure was reflected from the full length mirror at the corner of the room . Although his state of dress was a bit embarrassing, he swept that thought aside since he’s the only one staying at this room after all .
Shingen jumped onto the bed just like that . Burying his head in the pillow to block out the light coming from outside, he fell asleep .
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It was stuffy . An unprecedented heat also struck him as if it was midsummer . He couldn’t breathe properly and it’s as if there is something weighing on his stomach . Shingen groaned in his bed to this mysterious event .
Is there someone above me? Shingen frowned as he thought to himself . A scene from the book he had recently read came to mind . When he opened his eyes, a sense of crisis crept into Shingen’s mind .
As his eyelids opened up, a dark brown ceiling came into sight . A lamp hung there . It’s not lit up but the surroundings were bright already .
[Could it be… . ]
Nothing had happened . He had a bad feeling, but there seemed to be no problem .
(―――――――Ah this is bad . I overslept until noon……)
After saying that to himself, Shingen tried to wake up .
But he couldn’t . There was something he had forgotten . Now that he remembered it, there seemed to be something weighing on his stomach . He looked down to check――――――to see a mass of golden hair . He doubted his own eyes .
[… . a head?]
Certainly there was someone’s head on his belly . Naturally, it’s not a severed head . This isn’t the battlefield after all . It’s the head of a living human being without a doubt . Besides, Shingen could hear a breathing sound . And from there, a slight hint of grape fragrance mixed with alcohol entered his nose . A scent similar to wine .
This bedroom was meant to be privately used by Shingen alone . So he wondered if someone had actually mistakenly entered this room . Even so, the owner of the room was sleeping on the bed, which amazed Shingen that someone didn’t bother with that and even slept over him . If anything, he wanted to flip the bed already .
[Good grief… . who is it?]
A somewhat soft feeling was transmitted to his skin . Twin hills were pressed upon his stomach . Since he had slept while being topless, the feeling was pretty accurate . He started to wonder what was the thing pressing on his stomach .
[Eh?]
The golden haired person shook and moved around, causing their face to become visible . Shingen recognized that face . The girl with short golden hair that talked in her sleep
[Uumu . I can’t drink anymore… . really, but can I have one more… . ]
Then the shouting started . .
[Rirruuuuuuuuuuu―――――――?!]
The shout resounded throughout the room . Riru’s eyebrows twitched due to that noise .
[……nhnnn?]
She opened her eyes narrowly, her face telling that it’s normal to sleep there .
[Aa~ what is it Shingen… . . good night… . munyamunyamunya . . ]
[Oi, don’t go back to sleep! Don’t sleep in my bed! In fact, this is my room!]
He frowned at Riru’s answer then said that angrily .
[Aaah so noisy… . ]
She picked up the nearby blanket and covered herself with it after replying lazily . While still laying over Shingen’s body, the girl had actually resumed her sleeping . Shingen was left amazed at her action, and even now he could faintly hear her snoring coming out of his blanket .
[Are you kidding me…oi?]
[Suuu-]
[Are you drunk?]
[… . . ]
This is the worst . Shingen didn’t know what to do since it’s the first time something like this had happened to him . He felt embarrassed since he isn’t properly clothed at the moment .
There is a possibility of misunderstanding if someone see this . Riru is laying over Shingen’s half-naked body . From the others point of view, it will be hard to imagine this as something accidental . At that moment, Shingen’s body shivered upon imagining how loud Ortashia will be .
For now, he tried to escape with extreme caution so as not to touch Riru’s twin peaks or waking her up .
Shingen scratched his head after managing to free himself, smiling at Riru’s sleeping form . She seemed to be in a deep sleep . Perhaps she drank too much .
[Did something like this always happen… . . ]
[… . cheers to leader, cheers to me, we make for a good couple… . fuhihi…]
Ignoring the loud sleep talking with a troubled face, Shingen put his cheek over his knee .
[Now I wonder… . ]
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