80 Another Story: Abandoned Princes and Wolf Girls 02 (1/2)
”I made the acrylic room ready. I don't mind if you use this room freely.”
Algardo guided the acrylic in one of the rooms used by the servants of the Western Hall.
Furniture is minimal, but there is a complete set of beds, tables, closets, etc. that you think you need. Although, I don't have any clothes in my closet.
Still, the acrylic is making my eyes peel with restlessness. Responding to the acrylic mood, my tail and wolf ears are also shaking loosely.
”Make sure you're in this room until I get here. Use the bell next to the bed if you need it. There are others but me, but when you get out of this room, don't think you can guarantee your life.”
”... you mean to be killed?
”They also have a position. I made up my mind to protect you. [M] If you don't listen to me, I won't guarantee it.”
”... who is Al?
”It's just Al”
Acrylic looked surprised not to be satisfied with Algard's response, but decided to convince him that it was his fault that he had originally broken into the hall for stealing.
But that seemed strange to acrylics. How can Al protect himself? And. Acrylic also knows that if you leave the room, you may be killed, which means that your existence is not well thought out.
Acrylic stared jiggly at Algard's face out of doubt, but when he noticed his gaze, Algard smiled and showed it.
”You may be anxious, but I won't let you live badly. It's just that I'm interested in acrylics.”
”Interested, what?
”That Acrylic may be a resident of the Kingdom of Cambus. And should I say to the kingdom of Palettia, a beast like you? Such races do not exist. Because I wanted to know about the ecology and life.”
”... that's what I'm talking about.”
I'm interested in myself, acrylic distorted my brow uncomfortably by the word.
The reaction is proof that the acrylic was clearly uncomfortable. Freeze your attitude. Acrylic whines small.
”... that's who you are, too”
”I don't know what you mean by honoring me... but at least I hear your treatment hasn't been good before.”
Algardo squeaks without looking particularly concerned about the reaction of the acrylic.
”It would be nice if you could judge me by my upcoming behavior if I were the same person you say I am. If you don't like it, you can run away. I don't lock it. But I can't guarantee your life from there. I hope that's all you know now.”
…………
No more acrylic returns anything to Algard's words. I'm just silent, staring at Algard.
Algard says nothing and keeps his back on the acrylic and heads to the door.
”Well, get some rest. Let the meal deliver three meals in the morning, day and night. The clothes... wait a minute. And you had a habit of taking a bath?
”Bath......?... usually in the water.”
”Right. I'd be in trouble if you weren't so tidy here. It will come with surveillance, but we'll be ready later. Yeah, surveillance doesn't mean we're going in there. You should take your time alone.”
…………
”... what's up?
”Kick, clean up... don't think you can free my body...!
Kiku, and acrylics that show resistance posture as you hug your own body. Algardo turned his eyes round to such acrylic words.
Then Algard bent his back and began to indulge in what seemed like a big laugh. Acrylics blink at reactions I never thought I would.
”Oh well. Did you ever worry about that? I'm sorry, I didn't get around to it.”
”Huh...?
”I'm not going to treat you like a slave. As far as I'm concerned, I'm willing to invite you as a guest.”
”... customers?
”Oh. I want you to hang out with me for about a little experiment, but I'm not going to make you feel painful, and I'm not going to treat you like a livestock or animal. You are my guest. I hope you'll forgive me for not waving the big hand.”
Acrylic stared at Algard with his eyes round and his mouth poking open.
Deepening his grin at the distracted acrylic, Algardo tried to leave the room intact.
”And I'm not interested in kids”
”Become -!?”
Acrylic faces stain bright red all at once on words like those containing laughter.
The sound of the door being closed sounds and the acrylic is left alone in the room. Puffy trembling, the acrylic reversing her tail and ear hair sucked in her breath loudly and screamed.
”Bhahhhh!!”
”Dear Algard,”
It was the man in the old butler's clothes who appeared without sound behind Algard, the Algard who followed the acrylic room.
It looks quite old, but the back is not bent and it also seems as if it contains one core.
The hair, completely dyed white, is wrapped up in an all-back, an old man who embodies exactly what a butler can do.
”Clive.”
”We apologize for not noticing the discovery of this trespasser”
Deeply bowing old man, Algard's gaze toward Clive is calm.
Clive is a minister who takes the lead in taking care of Algard around him. But Algard doesn't think he needs to be that much either. That's why I don't give a shit about this one.