Naruhito (19)
Ikuatsu came to remove the drip, and brought porridge for me. I sat down and ate with a spoon. He also gave me water, putting it in a cup with a straw. If I kept drinking only water, Hiiro would take it away. After three bites of the porridge, he would take away the spoon, and brought the water to my mouth. Well, I don’t really need help anymore.
“Naruhito, if you try your best to eat it all, there’s dessert for you.”
Dessert? What’s that?
“Hirosue made a delicious juice for you. It’s supposed to be tastier than candy.”
Juice. There’s nothing better than candy, but orange juice is also delicious. I want to drink.
“Say, ahh~”
I reluctantly opened my mouth. Juice. For the sake of juice.
“So, is that the Combat Doll?”
Princess Akemi, who was elegantly having lunch on the sofa, said. Hiiro set up a chair and a small table next to me to eat.
“No? He’s my wife.”
“… Hitachimaru, explain.”
“Huh? Please, spare me. I don’t know either.”
I felt the guard of Princess Akemi drawing a gun, but before I could think about it, Hitachimaru twisted his arm and subdued him. Yeah. Strong.
“Ah, sorry. Just a reflex.”
“You, on top of disrespect, did you assault someone in front of the Royalty?”
Although the guard was furious, he couldn’t release himself from Hitachimaru’s grip.
“No, I felt the presence of a gun, so I just did it.”
“The strongest has become even stronger. Scary, scary. Be quiet and behave, Yukari. There’s no one in this room that you can beat.”
“Huh?”
“The little bride over there, was faster than Hitachimaru in responding. If you show hostility towards Hiiro, he will move. Stop and be still since the conversation won’t progress.”
I don’t want to eat anymore. Impossible. I give up on this dessert thing…
When I turned my face away, Hiiro sighed. He put down the spoon and started eating his own meal.
“I thought the ring on your left hand was some kind of camouflage. I didn’t expect it to be a pair with Naruhito’s.”
“I proposed to him. He accepted. We made a vow together. So, Naruhito is my wife.”
I’m tired after eating. Trying to change from a sitting position to a lying down position on the bed, I moved around on the bed, and Hiiro caught me. He picked me up and moved to the sofa. He made me sit on his lap and gave me a cup of juice.
Is it okay? I left some food, but is it okay?
“You can drink it. It’s more nutritious than that.”
The creamy liquid, whiter than orange juice, was the most delicious thing I’ve ever drunk.
What is this? What is this?
So yummy~
Isn’t this the drink of the gods? It has various flavors. It’s sweet~ and yummy~
“It’s Hirosue’s special mixed juice. It contains banana, orange, apple, and milk. It seems she filtered it twice specifically for you.”
Today was also a happy day.