Somehow managing to do something about it.
I activated the ultimate, lethal weapon. My ultimate weapon boyfri… I mean, my husband. Although he was busy, I still asked Dirk for help.
"Leave it to me."
Dirk seemed happy.
"You look so happy."
"Because you relied on me."
Dirk smiled refreshingly. He never lost his innocent boyishness, while also exuding the maturity and reliability befitting his age. He's my super handsome darling!
"Dirk, you are so cool it hurts..."
"Eh!? Which part!?"
"The fact that you take on your wife's request without a frown despite being busy, the bashful expression when being relied upon, your dependability, kindness, and in bed, the—”Stop!! It got weird at the end! It's embarrassing!!”
"I love your shy side too."
"... I, I also love you very much."
Dangerous, I'm going to swoon! I covered my mouth with my hand, looking away as I said, "I love you too."
"Dirk..."
"!? No, no, it's daytime! It's daytime right now!"
"It's okay; I'll make sure such trivial matters don't bother me."
"I'm afraid you'll make me not mind! But we have to do something about Shiva, right?! L-let's talk about this later!"
"Yes. Since you granted my request, I'll serve you with all my might."
Dirk staggered and teleported to Wolfanea. For now, while Dirk is away, I'll take care of some work.
"Mr. Butler, please take care of things here."
"Of course."
3 hours later.
"I'm home."
"Welcome back, Dirk!"
I was about to leap into his arms but froze. Dirk was covered in blood. Eh? Is Dirk okay!?
"Oh, it's all splatter, so it's fine. Sebas, get me some clothes."
"Yes, right away."
Sebas... that's the butler's name. It suits him perfectly... No, wait! He's amazing! Not even a flinch! He quickly brought Dirk's change of clothes!
"Back in the day, young master used to be quite mischievous... He often ended up covered in blood like this."
A former violent phase of Dirk!? When did that happen!?
"... On extermination missions, right?"
I nodded. Quite plausible. Also, Sebas was chuckling! He's teasing me!!
"It was just a joke."
Darn it!
"Anyway, I managed to stop the muscle Shiva faith. Seriously, Shivarin, what was that... Rosarin is much cuter!"
"Did you stop them with your fists?"
"If it's against the Beastmen, that's the quickest way. I can't bring myself to fight seriously against you, though. Besides, I knew they'd fight back with all their strength, so it was inevitable."
Such a survival of the fittest theory... It's been a while since I encountered the racial gap...
"... How many did you defeat?"
"Hmm? There were a lot, so I stopped counting halfway. It was a hassle, so I took them all on at once."
"Oh, my..."
Come to think of it, my darling used to be from the Knights Order, which is a breeding ground for muscle-brained individuals.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop them from worshiping you. They were too determined... Being surrounded by that bunch of muscle-bound soldiers was..."
"Okay... I'll just take in your feelings! Thank you!"
Honestly, I'm sorry! You were surrounded by the muscle festival! That must have been scary! I hugged Dirk after he finished changing.
"Bocchama... I mean, Young Master, I have good news."
"Huh?"
"Young Madam has settled all the troublesome matters."
"......... Eh?"
"I did my best!"
"... Huh? That person with those conditions?! Even though they were fussing so much about it!?! Wait, everything is settled now!? How did you do it!?"
"Young Madam is skilled in negotiation and gathering information, especially exploiting the other party's weaknesses..."
"You threatened them!?"
"It was quite shady, but only to a certain extent. After that, she used various methods, like launching an attack from her side or utilizing the Rosenberg Company."
"Sigh... I'm sad about my incompetence..."
"That's not true. The ones at fault are those who take advantage of your seriousness and sincerity!"
"Yes. Young Master, you might want to learn from Young Madam in this regard... or rather, maybe it's better to divide the tasks."
"... I'll think about it."
After that, I started accompanying Dirk more often because it turned out that there were many idiotic nobles who look down on him just because he's a half-beastman.
I want to believe that it's just my imagination that many nobles were scared of me while I was smiling next to Dirk. Also, I want to believe that it's just my imagination that Dirk's tail was caught between his legs. It's just my imagination, right?! Right!?
What do you think about this chapter?
