Takeo Kitami has no voice in his ear. Continuing.

Yeah, I was soaked in sadness that I might fail or be hand-held.

Grandpa Elvis (Dear) is having a conversation with a soldier-like person who has come close,

I kind of feel stuck with a lot of stuff, though?

"Ha... so who is this guy?

The soldier-like turned to Elvis abruptly.

What do you care? Don't stretch one hand to your sword.

I'm scared.

"Um, this guy is called Takeo. You saved me.

I intend to invite you home as a guest.

"Ha! Got it.

You stopped pulling out your sword.

Thank you.

"By the way, I've done my legs.

"Copy that, too. Hey! Go to the mansion and set up a carriage!

Tell them I'll bring you another one!

Hearing the order, another soldier-like person runs on his horse with refreshment.

"Hmm, shouldn't we wait here until the carriage arrives?

"Ha! I will use a carriage, so generally, you will be boarded in front of the evening class bell, and you will likely be able to return to the mansion when the bell rings.

"Takeo, you're right. Of course. Your lord's coming, isn't he?

"Yeah, the purpose is to deliver, so I'm fine with that though.

"but?"

"Now, is it something you can visit all of a sudden?

"I'm telling you, there's no problem.

"Lord Elvis."

"What is it, Takeo? Suddenly," Dear "is attached. Good with 'Mr' until just now.

You can't have someone with a sword next to you who calls you that.

When I look at someone who looks a little like a soldier, I look at them.

"It's me in public, but now Master Elvis says it's good, so I was wondering if there's a problem.

and he answers with a bitter smile as he hears Takeo's heart.

Answer the answer with courtesy.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, how great is Mr. Elvis?

"Hmm, I don't want to answer that right now.

That's what I'd like to talk about while I go back to the mansion for tea.

"Okay. That answer is enough now.

"Hmm. By the way, it's still going to take a while, Takeo. Do you have anything to eat?

That's what they say. Confirm the bag.

It sure looks like there were quite a few knobs... in which I took out persimmons ●.

"This is all I have? Do you want some?"

"Hmm, I've never seen it, but let's have it.

I gently open the bag and hand it over and start eating it like I'm intrigued.

"Yummy!! Takeo, give me more!

"No. If you eat too much, you may have a nosebleed, so I won't give it to you.

"Why not? How can you have a nosebleed when you're eating?

"No, Mr. Elvis, isn't your face warming up now?

"It's warm for you, but what's that?

"My body's blood is starting to spin a lot because I ate that, and sometimes my nose bleeds when I eat too much.

You don't want to wait for a carriage with someone with a nosebleed outside.

"... that's embarrassing.

I think I gave up. You look so sorry, but...

I can't help it. Add a word.

"I still have it, I'll give it to you when I get back to the mansion"

"What!? Are you serious? Still no carriage coming!!!? We're going home fast!

Well, he's looking forward to it and most importantly.

"The truth is, what do you think?

A soldier-like person sneaks up on me.

"You might end up eating dozens of bags or something excessively, but there's nothing wrong with having eaten three or four bags.

Answer with a bitter smile.

The soldier-like has also returned a bitter laugh.

"I wonder if the carriage is still there." and he mattered watching his grandfather crush something like a child.