(Escape successful, I guess.)
Since the chat at the Adventurer Guild seemed like it would take a while, I used the toilet as an excuse to go ahead and store all the materials in the back warehouse by myself. Of course, I really went to the toilet too, and then, under the cover of that, I took the vine elevator.
(I told Nina, “Excuse me, I need to go to the toilet, so I’m going to leave. I’ll also drop off the materials.”)
It’s “and the like,” you see. That includes other things I need to do. Yes. It’s like a husband who’s had his life tightly controlled after marriage has finally managed to snatch a brief moment of freedom.
(That’s right, I need to think about things after we get married too.)
Inside the elevator, I pondered the “Count Palatine.” Up to eight wives are possible, and they’ll help the Empire immediately if something happens… It really depends on how restrictive being the Empress’s personal adventurer is.
(I also feel like there was one other important thing I needed to discuss, or maybe not.)
As I thought that, as we passed the fourth floor, I saw the true identity of that “important thing” from inside the elevator!
(Gah!!)
It was the Dwarf Princess and her entourage. They were probably waiting for the descending elevator, and I met eyes with Mariu, who was at the center of it all…
(Right, the Dwarf Country is also part of this continent.)
The adventurer guild staff from there are probably here too. And the Princess, as well… she might have come chasing after me. It seems like ending up with another wife wherever you run is a common occurrence in harems.
(And then we arrived at the rooftop garden.)
As always, the night’s flower illuminations are beautiful. It truly feels like an aerial garden and it’s wonderful. Many dragons are resting, and in the center, Whitebeard is as usual…
“Ah, Amari.”
“Fluffy feels nice!”
“Yeah, happy birthday. Later.” “Mm!”
Now, what I was looking for… there they are! Over by the tree roots, where there’s a cave-like entrance. This is the Kelpie’s nest. Above that is the Kidnap Monkey’s nest.
“Excuse me for intruding. Ah, Helen.”
“Yes, could you put a collar on the High Kelpies? They each have a number.”
“Hmm? So they don’t fight each other?” “Well, about that…”
Oh, Kelpies and High Kelpies are gathered around! Four each for the males, Cupid and Happy. This must be that thing called a Kelpie harem!!
(They’re rubbing their necks against each other, or leaning their bodies against them dreamily…)
And, in the back of the cave, there’s Cupid, curled up alone. The Kelpie with the pink collar. What’s wrong with him? He seems indifferent to it all.
“Helen, why is Cupid alone and excluded from the harem?”
“It’s because he wouldn’t let the High Kelpies get close to him.”
“I wonder why? It’s not like he’s unpopular, right?” “Yes, probably.”
Even Happy, with his noticeable bald spots, is popular!
“…Ah, right. Can you call the Tamer Dragon?”
“Yes, it seems they’ve made a nest together over there.”
“Ah, here they come! They’re wearing large collars, I see.”
It takes time to prepare something of that size, so they were likely given priority over all other dragons.
“ARE YOU CALLING ME, MASTER?”
“Ah, how is your wife?”
“SHE WAS TROUBLED, BUT SHE HAS CALMED DOWN.”
The other dragons are resting in the shade of the trees.
“By tomorrow, their location should be more settled, or rather, it should improve a bit.”
“I UNDERSTAND.”
Once the level of this Great Tree increases, the aerial garden will also be upgraded, and a dragon settlement should be established. Of course, our living area will also become better, so I’m looking forward to it.
“So, about my Kelpie, Cupid, he’s not forming a harem. Do you know why? Apparently, he won’t let the High Kelpies get close to him.”
“…I ROUGHLY UNDERSTAND. IT’S A PROBLEM WITH THIS SPECIES.”
Ah, I see. So that’s what it is.
“Meaning, the High Kelpies are all too strong-willed, so he dislikes them?”
“NO, IT’S A MORE FUNDAMENTAL PROBLEM.”
“You know the word ‘fundamental’ quite well.”
Well, there’s no point dwelling on that.
“THIS KELPIE, ACTUALLY…”
“Yeah, Cupid, actually?” “FROM ITS APPEARANCE, PROBABLY…”
Don’t keep me in suspense, what is it?
“Get to the conclusion!”
“HE HAS NO INTEREST IN FEMALES!!!”
Wha-wha-what did you sayーーーーー?!?”
“Um, so…”
“HE SEEMS TO BE INTERESTED IN MALES!!”
“Whoa, even Kelpies have that kind of thing, huh?”
So, up until now, he was happy in a way, I guess. And that’s the reason Cupid and Happy are drifting apart…
(I feel like I did something bad.)
Now that you mention it, Cupid’s eyes don’t look exactly lonely, but not entirely happy either.
“Um, so, should I bring some male High Kelpies?”
“AND ALSO BRING A FEMALE WHO IS A TOMBOY.”
“Ah, if it gets to that point, Cupid will be persuaded too.”
It would be cruel if a male brought here in this situation would cause Cupid, who already has a harem with Coolpy and Happy, to experience NTR. For now, let’s give it a try.
“Helen, it’s too late tonight, but let’s go tame one female High Kelpie that Cupid might like, a tough and handsome one. Just one for now.”
“Yes, a High Kelpie just like Nina!” “Hahaha.”
If only she had that kind of deep emotion, though.
“Derus!”
“Whoa! …You startled me, Mariu!”
“I came!!”
Yeah, of course, you would come if our eyes met!!
“Um, how was the Auction?”
“Yes, I was able to protect four Dwarves!”
“That’s good… Ah, I need to get back to Nina’s place soon!”
Yeah, I wasn’t lying.
“Then I will accompany you.”
“Um, what is your business today?”
“I’m accompanying an Adventurer Guild staff member!”
Even as she said that, only Mariu was following me…
(This is bad, being alone with her in the magic elevator is really not good!)
“Helen!”
“Yes.”
“Report on the Kelpies too.” “Yes, Husband.”
She came, adjusting her glasses.
“Amari’s going too!”
“Ah, yes. By the way, Mariu, you don’t want to pet fluffy things?”
“Those enormous ones are a bit… if they were smaller!”
She said that and crossed her arms!
(…Mariu, too, doesn’t seem like she’ll let me escape.)
“Amari too!!”
On the other side, Mariu crossed her arms. If this were a manly Hero, it would be fine, but she’s a cross-dressing Maid Hero Porter.
(I’ll have to help Helen out later too.)
Really, harems are so troublesome.
