Chapter 15.2

There was a dining room on the lower floor, with a larger and more beautifully formed water field and design than the one in the basement so I decided that I wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of fetching water from the basement.

The first place to start would be the large hall on the ground floor. That is where the entrance to the castle is located. There was no doubt about it, as there was a large ornamental door made of iron and a smaller door for everyday use next to it.

In other words, the main entrance. The entrance is like the face of the castle, so it is the place that must be kept most beautiful.

After cleaning the corridors yesterday, I have mastered the art of cleaning perfectly.

After a quick fetch of water, I go barefoot and set up the mop. I have to clean up this large hall in the morning.

“Are you still at it, human girl?”

As I was once again building up my great empire of bubbles, the verminous water nymph, fell from the ceiling in front of me.

To go out of her way to show her face in front of me, whom she hates, I’m sure that somewhere in her heart, Cronaea-san must be in love with me.

The fact that she came to see me yesterday and again today is proof of her deep fondness for me. She’s very ardent.

However, as Cronaea-san is a harmful water nymph, she is an enemy of a cleaning lady. However, it is also a fact that there is love in the world that burns because of the adversarial relationship.

Perhaps  Cronaea-san has an unusual propensity to be attracted to me when I clean up her stinky traces.

“Good day to you, water slug.”

“It’s Cronaea, Cronaea. You’re not very bright, are you?”

“I’ve had a good memory since I was a child, and my teachers say I’m a child prodigy.”

“Then why can’t you remember my name?”

“What can I do for you today, Cronaea-san?”

Since Cronaea-san is exploding with frustration at not calling her by her name, I decided to properly call her.

I’m not one to lavish affection, so even if Cronaea is an enemy of the cleaning lady, I have the open-mindedness to accommodate her needs to an extent

“You, how did you do that..!”

I’m not sure what she’s asking me about, as her question is not specific, but maybe she’s talking about cleaning.

“I created a bubble empire with powdered soap, washed it down with water, and polished it with a mop.”

After being praised for my work, I proudly decided to teach her how to clean.

“No, what are you talking about?”

“…didn’t you want to ask me how I cleaned up, Miss, your messy stuff?”

“Ha, you are being rude…!”

“Astaroth-sama was having trouble pointing that out to you because you are a woman. I understand it’s a physical trait. I don’t blame you for something that is out of your control. You can continue to rub that, how shall I say it, … protective membrane, all over the corridor to your heart’s content…”

I felt bad about pointing out the embarrassing things Cronaea-san had done, so I gently averted my gaze.

It’s not something I want to speak much about, but I feel sorry for her if she’s bothered, so I have to make sure I let her know that it’s okay.

Kindness always comes with a little pain. It’s only when you get over that, it’s true sincerity.

“…Did Astaroth-sama say anything to you?”

“I cannot tell you”.

“Tell me, what did Astaroth-sama say?”

“I have work to do, I’m sorry, but I have to leave you alone, Cronaea-san”.

I understand why Cronaea-san wants to talk to me, her beloved, but I am busy.

I am grateful for the affection she directs towards me, but sometimes I have to turn my heart down and politely decline.

I am sure that she, who loves me, will understand.

After we stopped talking and went back to cleaning, Cronaea-san wandered around by my side.

“What a shameless woman you are, to flatter even Astaroth-sama not content with just Gilbert-sama”.

“If it is flattering to return affection to those who love me, then I suppose it is”.

“No one loves you……”

“You don’t have to hide it, Cronaea. You don’t have to feel guilty about having illicit feelings for other women. I am open to any form of affection.”

“What are you really saying? I have never, not even once, stayed with Master Gilbert until the morning, you know? Why did you get that previllege when you’re just a plain, ordinary human girl!”

“Ah, so that room was Master Gilbert’s private room”

No wonder it’s on the top floor.Somehow I just like high places. I was satisfied, as I had expected.

“You’re the one who told Gilbert-sama to …”

“…If you are talking about yesterday, I was in a daze, I don’t remember much. I felt as if something had entered my body and had washed the poison inside me but … I’m sorry I can’t give you a proper answer.”

Cronaea-san covered her face with her hands in pain, as if she wanted to know so badly.

“Cronaea-san. Gilbert-sama is a kind man, isn’t he?”

I am sure he must have had some thoughts during his two hundred years of celibacy.

But still, in the face of my suffering, he must have decided to face his love for me properly.

I don’t remember much, but I think I heard him call my name, clumsily but gently.

It’s good to tell them that their king is a kind man, isn’t it?

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