TMTNO - Chapter 17

When I took it a step further and nodded, Dietrich sighed as if his world was falling apart.

I couldn't bring myself to do it because it was dangerous, but I can do it here because it's safe.

If I say, “Do it in front of me!”, Shish is the kind of person who would do even more.

“I’m too close to you, am I?”

Dietrich, being shy, got out of bed to help. He sat down in a chair by the window and stared at me intently.

I strained my facial muscles to keep from showing any sign of anticipation.

The neatly trimmed man, trembling, bit his lip. He seemed too uncomfortable to hold back.

After a while, the blanket got dirty.

...I seriously wonder if I should stay in this world.

Of course, they're not mine, but can't I at least take a tour of them?

Dietrich, looking cool but with a face that looked like he was about to cry, staggered into the shower.

After a while, an old man who appeared to be a butler came and changed the sheets.

The Knight Commander and I stared at each other for a while, not sleeping, to see if the method I had suggested would work.

Fortunately, Dietrich no longer complained of physical discomfort, and they lay down on the bed next to each other.

I can't sleep because of all the things that are flashing before my eyes.

Now I feel like my body is starting to feel uncomfortable...

In the end, I couldn't sleep at all.

“Dietrich.”

“Why is your face like that?”

After relieving his physical discomfort and enjoying a deep sleep, Dietrich's face looked remarkably refreshed. To others, it might have seemed just as white and shiny as usual.

“Because of you.”

"What?"

“You have to make me excited so I can sleep.”

It was cute to see Dietrich's earlobes turn red, but at the same time, a red alert was going off. 'Eeng, eeng, eeng.'

Because this is a reaction that should only be shown in front of the female protagonist.

Dietrich is a sword master and can control his own breathing.

And the only expression this man can make before meeting the heroine is a 'frown'!

How do I know?

Because I wrote it that way.

It seemed as if a pile of blocks was shaking and rumbling, with a few missing blocks in the middle.

Dietrich forced a laugh.

“Hmph.”

He was definitely too handsome in his blue uniform. Wow, I could almost see through his nose and eyes.

“What are you looking at?”

"You."

He smiled and answered with a look that asked, "What does that mean?"

“You're so handsome that I can’t help but look at you.”

Dietrich's cheeks flushed, but his red lips spoke harshly.

“Do you have any thoughts? Do you tell just anyone you’re handsome?”

“You call someone handsome, what do you call them?”

Haha, my earlobes are turning red.

I said something to Dietrich, who was grumbling but steadily preparing to re-enter the palace.

“Ask Shish for my money.”

"Money?"

“Yeah, my 100 gold coins are in that house.”

Dietrich, I don't know why you brought me here, but let's secure the funds first.

Judging by his reaction last night, I doubt Dietrich will tell me everything he knows. So I'll just have to tease him a little.

Something like that happened yesterday, and if Dietrich were to speak to me, Shish's reaction would never be favorable. If he were to stir things up, Dietrich would probably say something to me.

Then wouldn't there be things to speculate about?

“Can’t I give it to you?”

"Yes."

My goal was to get Dietrich to talk to Shish, so I cut him off firmly.

I'm sure Shish will scratch Dietrich's stomach, and he might get upset and tell me something when he gets home.

"If you need money, I can give it to you. Is there anything else you need besides money?"

“No. And that money is the price I pay for my honest labor.”

"Labor?"

A wrinkle appeared between his straight eyebrows.

“What did he order you to do?”

“No, it’s something that happened before... Hmm, I think this is going to be a long story. Shouldn’t we go to the palace?”

Dietrich, who was a strict adherent to the entry time, had no choice but to retreat.

As the sharp-eared owner of the room, the Sword Master, disappeared, I counted to thirty. Then I opened the door.

Yes, we don't have to escape right away, but we need to secure an escape route.

It won't be difficult since the opponent is Dietrich...

“Ugh!”

Dietrich was standing at the door, looking at me with a very insignificant gaze.

“I knew it.”

He chuckled as I retreated into the room, then closed the door as if to show off. I couldn't bring myself to go out again.

A moment later, the door opened and the owner of the room appeared. He was holding something in his hand.

I took a step back with an ominous feeling, although I didn't know what it was.

But my attempts were in vain as Dietrich strode towards me and put something on my ankle.

Clank.

"...What's this?"

“It would be troublesome if you ran away while I was away.”

With a very calm, or rather expressionless, expression, he shackled my right ankle to the bedpost.

“Dietrich!”

“It’s long enough. I made it long enough to walk around the entire room.”

“The bathroom!”

“You can go to the bathroom easily. You can wash up without any problems.”

It was obvious, but I was just trying to protest. Unfortunately, the man with blue hair, almost dark blue, completely avoided my intentions.

“If you feel uncomfortable going to the bathroom, we can arrange for you to do your business in your room.”

“...I don’t need that?”

I sat down on the bed, too lazy to argue with the man. Even in this situation, the bed and blanket felt good.

Dietrich continued his explanation in a tone that remained indifferent.

"First of all, this chain is made of specially processed adamantine, so it's very light. So, it won't put any strain on your ankles."

Speaking of adamant, it's a rare ore that even diamonds can bend. His sword was also made of adamant.

That is to say, don't even think about breaking up and running away.

I lifted and lowered my right foot. If it weren't for the slight chill, I wouldn't even have noticed something like this filling my ankle.

“You, you, you! If you do this, you’ll get punished?”

I stamped my foot, pointing to a specific part of Dietrich.

Then...

"Shit."

Dietrich bit his lip against the bulging front. He moved slowly, no longer flustered.

“I’ll bring it to you!”

As I handed him a dry towel, Dietrich's cool eyes seemed to show resignation.

Since he had to go to the palace first, he quickly unbuckled his belt.

"Ha..."

Even if you have a handsome face, you are still handsome.

"Huh ..?"

Dietrich, who had been unable to meet my gaze yesterday, was now staring straight at me. He still had a chill, but he was looking straight into my eyes.

It got creepy.

Just like he came into me.

I hesitated, but the other person continued his actions without a hitch. When I turned my head, a cold voice struck my ear.

“You have to look straight. Aren’t you the one who made me like this?”

Slowly, breathlessly, I looked straight ahead. I felt as if my throat was creaking.

An ominous feeling crept up my spine, and I cringed. I curled my legs and pulled my knees up.

A moan escaped Dietrich's pale red lips. It felt as if he wasn't trying to hide it, and my mouth went dry.

It was much longer than yesterday.

My body was burning up.

I couldn't even breathe until Dietrich finished putting away his clothes.

For a knight who strictly adheres to his work schedule, his movements were remarkably slow, as if this moment were of the utmost importance.

I opened my eyes, which I had closed slightly, and saw blue eyes staring at me arrogantly.

I changed the subject, avoiding the eyes that were the color of the deep sea.

My voice was trembling subtly.

"If there's a woman who catches your eye, remember her. If possible, get her name and address."

“The chains will come back and be released.”

At my words, Dietrich said what he wanted to say and went out.

I counted to thirty again. I opened the door.

No, I tried to open it.

“This kid locked the door from the outside!”

I never described Dietrich as a master of confinement!

I thought Dietrich was a normal person, but I'm going to cancel it. He was crazy after all.

I walked around the room looking for something like a thin skewer.

Luckily, there was a pen on the desk, so I tried poking the keyhole with it, but it didn't seem to work.

As I lay down on the bed, I saw the ceiling of the bed, which hadn't been visible the night before. I was reflected in that ceiling.

"Amazing."

Dietrich built a glass ceiling to protect himself from assassins. He built it this way so he could see who was next to him when he opened his eyes.

Every time I see what I've described, my heart sways. Can't I just stay here?

At least, you're leaving after reading everything I wrote?

“But, the more I am there, the more things go wrong, right?”

I already know this story has gone off the rails.

The cause is me.

Watching Shish sleep soundly made me feel proud that I was playing a positive role.

I feel like I'm helping to alleviate some of the unfortunate character I created, which is a little bit of his misfortune.

But looking at Dietrich, I knew something was wrong. His reaction, the way it was yesterday and today, should never have happened if I weren't the heroine.

Anxiety creeps in.

“But where is the heroine...?”

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