* This time we will send you by three names, not by one of the main characters.

- When Misha was in training at the inn.

"Well, I'm tired..."

Misha was taking a breather in an empty room with no guests (cleaning here is also part of Misha's training) after an egg cooking course.

"I guess I could at least crack it without putting an egg shell in it, and I can't even say it's a long-legged advance"

Hello, hello.

I hear a knock.

"Go ahead."

It was Lunaria who came in.

"I'm taking a break, I'm interrupting"

"You don't have to behave so much. I'm here to take care of you."

Misha smiles all the time.

"Hey, I feel like I'm back home."

It's been a long time since I've seen the face of the inn, and Misha's happy.

"I also enjoy talking to Mr. Misha. If I thought you were a cat, you'd be such a calm woman."

"Well, this look is due to change magic. Once you get this look, your consciousness is pulled by this body and it's hard to be a different girl. I'd be able to change for a bunny or a grandfather or something totally different without a problem."

"I'm sorry, actually, I just wanted to ask you something. I'm not talking about it during special training..."

"What is it? Don't hesitate to ask. I'll give you an answer."

What does change magic look like? Or can you transform it into anything? Or something like that, Misha thought she'd be asked.

It would also bother me if I took it to my normal town daughter.

But that prediction was a huge hassle.

Lunaria crushes with a twist.

"Um... what kind of life do you have with Mr. Cage...?

When I say it, my face turns red all the time.

Keep it up, nagging Lunaria.

"Oh well... you, your husband - about confessed to Cage..."

Misha modified the expression your husband by noticing Lunaria.

"Wow, I'm sorry, but I have a long life ahead of me. Oh, it seems like it's too early for your child... but I do..."

"Right...... Can you tell me a lot about your life with Cage......?

"I'm good, but you're good?

Misha hesitated a little too.

"Even if you keep hearing sweet stories, don't you get hurt?

"No, the other way around!

Lunaria said in a clear voice.

"So when I found out that Mr. Cage was happy, I hung out. And I'm glad that Cage is happy."

"You..."

Suddenly Misha hugged Lunaria.

"What!? What are you doing, Mr. Misha!?

"You're such a good boy! I'm so surprised you're such a good boy!

"Mr. Misha, I'm embarrassed! It's embarrassing!

"You think of your husband the most. You're a jerk. It's a shame I can't give your husband away!

For Misha, Lunaria is still a little girl. Or it's like my sister.

From the looks of it, it's more or less the same.

"I could lend your husband for a day or so - no, you can't do that"

Misha remembered something she didn't like.

"Even when I was with that thief dog, it wasn't like there were no signs of danger. Your husband can lose temptation."

"And then... Misha, I need more favors..."

Lunaria's voice gets a little stiff.

"Say it anyway. What the hell is that?

"Why did you want Misha in a black cat?"

"What..................?

"Look, I, I like cats, but I can get away with it right away...... So I wanted to stroke the cat..."

"Could it be an affair with your husband to be stroked in the form of a cat?

"It's a cat, and I think it's okay because we're women"

Ha and sigh, Misha went back to the black cat.

"You can stroke as much as you like."

Pfft. Lunaria let her eyes shine.

"Thank you!

After that, Misha spoke a lot about her days with Cage in Lunaria's arms.

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