“Next is Kiel, huh.” (Naofumi)
“Nii-chan. I want to quickly go to that tree’s side so please hurry up.” (Kiel)
By the way, that tree Kiel was referring to is a seed she planted in the corner of the village and raised into a tree.
That seed grew very quickly, and was bearing fruit or something.
I haven’t looked around much because it was still early morning, but I had noticed a sweet smell.
“Then should I chop down that tree as punishment?” (Naofumi)
“Nii-chan! Even if it’s Nii-chan, I’ll never forgive you!” (Kiel)
“It’ll grow back anyway.” (Naofumi)
“Nii-chan told me it can’t regrow.” (Kiel)
“The Bread Tree appears to have reproduction capabilities though?” (Naofumi)
“Well then, Kiel.” (Naofumi)
“What, Nii-chan?” (Kiel)
“Take the form of an ordinary girl from now on. Loincloths are prohibited. And you must wear the clothes that Imia provides.” (Naofumi)
“Eeehhhh!?” (Kiel)
“And go peddling like that. Your assignment is to gather as many fans as Firo has, and you’re to remain as a girl until you do.” (Naofumi)
“I-I get it, Nii-chan.” (Kiel)
“Is this much fine?” (Naofumi)
“I think that’s a little soft.” (Raphtalia)
“But that’s how Naofumi-sama is.” (Raphtalia)
“God of the Shield-sama, what’s the matter?” (Slave)
“!” (Naofumi)
“Hey, please call me the Hero of the Shield if you can. Or, you can call me Shield-niichan like the other guys.” (Naofumi)
“What are you saying. The great God of the Shield-sama, we cannot do such an awe-inspiring thing.” (Slave)
“Next up is for Naofumi-sama to punish himself…. that’s it, isn’t it?” (Raphtalia)
“Maybe.” (Naofumi)
“I’ll restrain myself from more of my miserly actions. I don’t want to have to do much self-torturing though.” (Naofumi)
“You do have a point. Sorry. Naofumi-sama has the task of fighting the waves so let’s not do too much. I will inform everyone.” (Raphtalia)
“Thanks.” (Naofumi)
“However..” (Naofumi)
“It’s been developing, hasn’t it.” (Naofumi)
“Yeah…” (Raphtalia)
“Alright! Let’s go raise our levels today as well and prepare for the waves.” (Naofumi)
“Okay.” (Raphtalia)
“Hey Raphtalia.” (Naofumi)
“What is it?” (Raphtalia)
“Kue.” (Piyo)
“That guy’s acting rather weird but do you know anything about it?” (Naofumi)
“Let’s see…. all of the Filorials in the village went to follow Naofumi-sama, so…” (Raphtalia)
“Is that so?” (Naofumi)
“Yes. In the beginning, they accompanied us but after that child was abducted…. somehow she became strange after that.” (Raphtalia)
“Kue….” (Piyo)
“Did she fight?” (Naofumi)
“Yes…she was caught at the seventh tower.” (Raphtalia)
“I see…” (Naofumi)
“Kuee.” (Piyo)
“Yes yes, alright.” (Naofumi)
“Kueeee….” (Piyo)
That mystery was established at noon the next day.
When Firo told us drowsily, having finished her one-day date.
I point to her number one subordinate who was staring at me from in hiding.
So that guy was called Piyo.
I had forgotten her real name. I feel like I’ve even been told before though.
Or rather, Hey.
I also nodded to Raphtalia’s question.
I’m worried about what it means by that cutesy kid becoming so clingy.
I don’t understand Firo’s explanation!
It can’t be helped. It’s regrettable but let’s try asking Atla.
I head towards Atla’s place, who was irritated about Fohl being a hindrance.
Fohl said in a displeased voice as I approached.
Yesterday was…. well, he was an unrefined body pillow.
I want to ask something unreasonable of Raphtalia and invite a Raph.
You’d do anything even if it wasn’t now, I don’t need you to tell me that.
That is to say, it was already broadcasted…
Eh? Is this a metaphor?
Was I raped by Subordinate Number One or something?
Apparently I’m wrong.
Or I should say, don’t talk about conceiving children.
Geh…..
Actually, I was stroking the concealed Raph.
I really like the feel of them.
But Raphtalia gets upset when I stroke them so I had been doing it in hiding.
“Tell me if you saw me! Or rather, if the Raph are no good then Raphtalia! Let me stroke your tail.” (Naofumi)
“Eh…ah…uhh. I-I understand. It’s fine to stroke the Raph as long as it’s within my eyesight.” (Raphtalia)
“Then how do I make Subordinate Number 1 be obedient?” (Naofumi)
“I think it’ll be fine if you did it for a while, Piyo-chan~? About Master, I said before that Firo’s love is different.” (Firo)
“Ah, right.” (Naofumi)
“But stroke me occasionally.” (Firo)
“Ah, they said Kiel-kun’s Crepe Tree is bearing fruit, Master, let’s go eat.” (Firo)
“Wait wait, what Crepe Tree?” (Naofumi)
“Naofumi-sama, me too.” (Atla)
“You’re not allowed.” (Naofumi)
“Aww….” (Atla)
…Huh? Isn’t that no different to how it was before I turned crazy….?
Yeah, it’s because Kiel, who should have been assisting Raphtalia, went on a rampage.
So I have no choice but have the slaves who are motivated, with the exception of Kiel, work hard.
Kiel showed hostility from the start, but she’s now become too attached.
In the beginning, I somehow destroyed the ruins of the home she originally lived in, so how can she be so attached to me.
There’s also the effect of food, but she’s a charismatic person by nature.
And she doesn’t think too deeply but acts on her instincts like Firo, so I want an intelligence faction.
Piyo is like that but Firo is her superior so that’s also troublesome.
And, as we were talking, we ―― became speechless.
Firo called it the Crepe Tree, but it really is a crepe tree!
There were flower-like things which were round dough pieces blooming, with fruit wrapped in their center, and they changed shape as they ripened.
It was ripening with nutrients from this bug?
Ugh… it’s quite a disgusting tree….
Kiel addressed me, picking crepes off the tree.
In her hand she grasped crepes intended for us to eat.
Kiel answered with confidence.
As I expect, it’d be impossible for this guy to be a Sub-leader.
Her actions are too erratic.
So Kiel has always been sleeping by the Crepe Tree ever since we returned to the village?
She must treasure it a lot.
Firo stuffed her cheeks with the delicious crepe.
That….is a crepe produced with nutrients from bugs, right? I’ve lost my appetite….but let’s not say that aloud.
Firo would be indifferent about eating bugs and stuff anyway.
Afterwards, Kiel poured her efforts into looking after the Crepe Tree, and the Crepe Tree also grew as if responding to her affection.
Subsequently, the legendary Crepe Wood became a local specialty and the moment of its birth… just kidding.
Raphtalia replies while giving the Raph a sidelong glance.
I understand it. I’d feel the same if there was a copycat who resembled me.