Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

And after breakfast we received a special lunch for the inn, and we prepared to depart. I wear the underwear Madame Bershka has prepared for me and the everyday clothes that are too sparkling and I still wear frilly and flickering clothes, even for travel.

They put the package on the horse when I gave it to Mr. Keel.

I was hesitant to ride the horse with Prince Zeralk 'Asshole Eagle' because of the morning soak. But it was too dangerous for me to ride a horse on my own, having only ridden about a zoo pony because of how much motor nerve I wanted.

I have a lot of personality, so I could accidentally ramble my horse...... I mean, I actually said, "It's okay, it's good-looking," and I tried riding it and rambled it, wahaha.

"Ayame!"

Mr. Zelalk, who caught up with the horse concomitantly and suddenly stopped the horse by holding on to his reins, dragged me off the horse by changing my blood phase.

"What an unscrupulous way to run! You really don't have any experience riding horses at all."

It seems that there are no aristocrats in this world who cannot ride horses, and Mr. Zelalk seems surprised once again by my amateur.

"I'm sorry, uh, I'm surprised. Ugh."

"I wouldn't have let you ride if I knew!

I get cuddled and my face buries in my muscles.

"Damn, it's this way that surprised me! If you fall, you can die if you hit the wrong spot! If you die, I... I am! Ayame! Please, don't do anything horrible! My roots will stop!

It was quite an inspiring line, but I wasn't quite there because I was so rambunctious in Mr. Zeralk's arms.

"Ayame, yeah, yeah, yeah!

This man is too powerful for nothing because he has muscle for nothing!

No, no, no, no, seriously, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

If I get cuddled up in my muscular chest, I'll suffocate!

I managed to breathe with my face to the side. But I can't breathe enough because I'm being compressed with Mr. Zeralk's thick arms.

"Buha, let go, let go. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Having felt so much more dangerous to the asshole eagle than the horse, I went into combat mode and stepped on the back of Mr. Zelalk's foot. Slap your elbow into the pigeon tail in the loose gap of your arm.

In the meantime (kan), a comma second with the blessing of Estyle God!

"Guuuuuuu!"

Since he was on the verge of suffocation and had no power in the attack, Mr. Zeralk needed enough damage to hold his stomach and bend forward. And I opened my mouth wide, and did my best to take in oxygen.

"Mr. Zeralk, you, idiot? Are you nuts? Seriously, I'm dying! Not at all. If you're going to die of horsemanship, why don't you strangle him?

"Oh... no, ayame"

"I'm not! Seriously, they strangled me. People can't live without breathing, remember!

Suddenly he took in oxygen and glanced at him with his blood-running tears, yelling in Doss's dominant voice, 'Graciad's Fierce Asshole Eagle' shrugged his big body and apologized, 'I'm the one who yammed... sorry...'

"Mr. Zeralk, let me tell you something, a woman who wants to have her own but wants to... I wouldn't mind if I treated people in the same shape. In Mr. Zelalk's case, it's a life-threatening level!

"Oh well... I'm so sorry... that sounds painful, okay?

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE No offense, you zombie. And yet you're such a cool prince, you treat women at all. How have you ever lived!? Didn't you really fuck some of the girls?

Oh, am I a boy for once?

So Keel, the amulet actor, broke in "Fair enough".

"Ayame, soften your hands. Zelalk is a life of rough things, and all he's been following is muscle mole guys, so he doesn't know how to apply or subtract his powers. Because I don't know how to handle a luxurious boy like Ayame..."

"... Huh?

I accidentally flew away from Mr. Zelalk and said, "... with the muscular mole bastard... are you with me?," he asked, "What?" I looked at him, and the two of us looked at each other, and then I said, "Whoa!?" A stranger voice.

"Chi, no, ayame, that's not what I'm talking about!

Mr. Keel said, waving at him.

"Don't get me wrong! I don't have that hobby at all! Because there isn't!

This one had a bright red face, Mr. Zelalk.

Aren't you suspicious that it turns so red?

"Well, I honestly suspected the problem with boy love, too. But I assure you that my hobby in that muscle bastard direction has been with Zeralk for a long time, but I never had any, as far as I can remember!

"Oh, you're right! Keel knows it well! Boy, love, it's..."

"Oh, come on, man."

"No! The Ayame thing is a sense of mission to take care of it as a disciple, impolite thoughts, etc. Not at all, this kind of... Ayame, don't look at me like that!

No, I knew you'd see it......

I don't think you should discriminate against minorities, but I think you're a boy. If you have evil feelings for me, you're in danger of not responding to them.

I said, shaking my head slowly.

"... Yes, yes, I get it. Then that means come on. If Mr. Zelalk does something strange, we'll activate God's protection and not hesitate to deal with it, so let's just leave for Graciad."

"A... no... no, I..."

"Look, I'll be decent!

And we rode horses, and departed for the land of Graciad, and slapped one punch in the butt of an asshole eagle, and put in the cutlet.

"Ayame, what's this space between us when we're on the same horse?

"It's my fault."

……

On the saddle where the horse ran, I pinched the horse's body with both thighs, riding in a stable position. I work out my body from time to time, so it's not as good as this, waha.

Behind that, Mr. Zelalk with the reins is bumping into him and saying, "Odd, why isn't Ayame leaning on me?"

"Zelalk, you seem to have completely discredited yourself. I'll get Ayame on. All the time. Then you'll get tired of the sea turtles not used to riding horses"

"No, I can't give you Ayame!

"... wasting my time? Are you that happy to have a disciple?

"Oh, I'm glad! After all, disciples are cuter and more important than anyone else. Ayame is my first disciple, so I'll take care of it!

When I looked at Mr. Zeralk's face, which I would proudly say, he had a really happy look on his face, and his beautiful purple eyes sparkled. Originally a sturdy one with a fair face, it was enough to shoot through the chest of an unfortunate woman whose destructive power or history without a boyfriend = age.

And I turned red, and said, holding my mouth down.

"Mr. Zelalk... is he my brother?

When I shrugged, his face turned red.

"Oh, my, brother, is that it?

"Oh, I'm sorry"

You accidentally said something rude to the prince.

"Yikes...... nice! Really good! Very good! I'm Ayame's brother now!

"Oh, eh!?"

"You're going to have to call me your brother Zeralk! This is a privilege only allowed to Ayame!

"Uh, Zelalk, brother?

"What the fuck, Ayame? Ha ha, because your brother will grant you whatever Ayame wishes, leave this to me! To me, Ayame's brother!

"... thank you, sir?

"Ayame... you're a genius for turning on Zelalk's weird switch... me, I don't know how to follow up anymore..."

The journey to the Graciad country continued with Mr. Zeralk laughing high as he manipulated the reins and Mr. Keel dropping his shoulders disappointingly.