Chapter 160 – 72-1 Red Flavor, Double

“…”
“…Say something…”
“Mmmm why are you foolishly speaking so quickly…”
“…”
“It hurts…?”

Caressing her as if to ease the pain in her stomach, Allen looked at Vivien with her nonchalant eyes… No, glared.

“…Mi, I’m sorry.”
“I’m originally a gender equality advocate… But since I apologized, let’s look at it.”
“Boo, the fireworks are already over. Yes, was it pretty?”
“I couldn’t see it because I was struggling in pain… You’re the type to see everything you see after losing people…”
“M-Sorry…”

To think that Vivian, who always had a cold face, would have such a gloomy expression.

‘It feels good… How to say. It’s like a reward obtained by paying the price of suffering.’

Even a cold-hearted Vivian would have a conscience.

Wouldn’t it be bad if we became close with each other through this opportunity and the level of likeability rises?

Squeak.

While struggling in pain, all the ice in the iced americano melted and tasted less bitter.

“What are you so down on? It’s fine now, so let go of your face.”
“Ah, yes…”

Allen points to her stomach and tells Vivian that she is fine.

However, Vivian still kept her head down with a downcast face, perhaps reflecting on her own irreversible actions.

“It has the face of a cat sheltering from the rain by rushing to a place with a roof after being caught in the sudden pouring rain.”
“…What? What is that detailed analogy? Rather, am I the face of a cat in the rain?”
“To the extent that I want to show it if I have a mirror. Your face now. It doesn’t suit you at all.”
“That, that’s it. I hit you so hard that you fell to the floor…”
“If Vivian-sama says that, does it scratch my pride?”

Vivian is taken aback by Allen’s sudden respect, and she fidgets with Allen’s head, wondering if she may have hurt her head in the fall.

“…Would you like to go to the doctor’s office? When you fall, your head…”
“What? Why is the health room? Why is my hair… Ugh…!?”
“Why, why! Do you really have a headache?”

In her moment, Allen hugs her head and suffers from a massive headache.

“Papa, quickly…!”

It was then that Vivian, embarrassed by this, hurriedly grabbed Allen’s arm and hurried to the infirmary.

“It’s bullshit. It doesn’t hurt at all.”
“…Would it really hurt my head…?”
“It’s scary. I was just kidding.”
“Where are the jokes that make people worry!”
“Here it is.”
“Is it fun to make fun of people like that? I’m really worried…! Ha…”
“An angry look is better than a somber one.”
“What…? Are you kidding me again?”
“So, alas! Uh, I’m going to go over my shoulder… Huh!?”
“If you tease me again, I won’t end it with my shoulder.”

Scary.

His body trembles even when Vivian gently raises his hand to a fist that would not be considered a woman.

“If I stay with you, I will be beaten to death…”
“It’s okay if you don’t play around.”
“I want to. Especially since you’re so responsive that it makes me want to play pranks.”
“Are you a pervert? No, you are definitely a pervert. Are you deliberately joking around to get hit by me? Is that so?”

It was Vivian who drove Allen away with a suspicious voice, but her expression looked quite amused.

“That’s right. I am pervert.”
“Uh? I, really… Pervert…?”
“No… What if I believe that right away…”

Weird…

Originally, she is a cool beauty and has a sharp personality…

I’ve never shown such nonsense in a game before…

“Vivian. You should be careful when writing contracts or something later.”
“Will it be right again?”
“No. Still, I have to say something. Later, when you sign a contract with someone you trust, keep staring at the opponent without changing your expression. Then you won’t get caught.”
“You make money on your own?”

Allen’s serious yet light jokes slowly loosened the heavy atmosphere.

“It’s a bit unfortunate.”
“What? Because you’re less beaten?”
“No. Because I can’t dance.”
“Are you sorry?”
“Huh. Too bad. I wanted to practice dancing with you in a cool atmosphere at the moment the fireworks exploded.”
“…Because it’s late today.”
“That’s why I’m sorry.”

Busy academy students organizing outdoor booths one by one.

Allen looked at Vivian vaguely, with a very sad expression on his face.

“Me later…! Poetry and time will suit the dance practice together…”
“…Can’t we do it today? I won’t have time to demolish it tomorrow.”
“…I can hang out with you if it’s just a little bit… But… Just a little bit… 1 minute…?”
“Good. To be able to get one minute of Vivian Araxis? Now, then…”

Arlen got up from the bench, knelt at Vivien’s feet, and politely, very gentlely, offered her hand to Vivien.

“How about a song with me, Lady Vivian?”
“Really… I’ll only do it for one minute. Understand?”
“Then. I am not a shameless person who breaks promises.”

Vivien took Allen’s outstretched hand while checking the time of one minute again.

At slightly warm body temperature, Allen quietly gets up and gently lifts Vivian, who is sitting on the bench as if escorting her.

“Can it be a waltz?”
“Huh. Waltz.”

At the same time as holding Vivian’s right hand gently, my right arm reached for Vivian’s left wing as if holding it.

“Put your hand on my shoulder, Vivian.”
“I know… Come on.”
“Good. Then shall we begin? One two…”

The two move their feet according to Allen’s command.

The breathing was pretty good for people who match the sum for the first time.

“Oh. Do you dance pretty well?”
“Because I learned so much. Are you really good at dancing? As the offspring of a scholarly family, he seemed to be far from dancing…”
“I received the same education as the common children?”
“It’s just what I said.”

As she dances, exchanging conversations, Vivian teases Allen with her beaming smile.

“Okay then, that’s it.”
“Are you done already?”
“Would you like more?”
“…Just a little more… Shall we?”

Allen teases her feet with a laugh instead of her answer.

Allen and Vivian practiced the waltz for quite some time.

“Whoa… That’s hard.”

No matter how festive it may sound, sweat drips down as if it has been rained on as we dance on a hot tropical night.

“Here, drink some water. Don’t worry, I’m not wearing it.”
“Thank you.”

Vivian brushes her sweaty hair while drinking the water given to her by Allen.

For some reason, it makes me feel like I’m watching an advertisement for an ion drink.

‘Pretty enough to scare me.’

That refreshing figure of drinking water with your mouth open.

In addition to ion drinks, it seemed like it would go well with advertisements for soju.

“Haa… Thank you. You drink too.”
“Can I wear it and eat it?”
“…Pervert.”
“It’s a joke.”

At the words he said as a joke, his refreshing expression quickly became terrifying, and he said he was a pervert bastard…

It’s like opening your eyes to something new.

It’s a strange feeling.

“Shall we go in now? It was too late.”
“Okay. Let’s go in.”

Arlen, who got up from the bench first, held out her hand to Vivian, who was still sitting on the bench, just as he had invited her to dance.

“I’ll wait for you. Because I am a gentleman.”
“Are you strangely obsessed with gentlemen?”

It was Vivian who said that, but she got up from the bench with a laugh that she was having fun while holding her hand that Allen held out.

****

“Why are you so late?”

The same-age version of Clos Cerro sitting on the bed after taking a shower and eating waffles.

“…I’m sorry, but did you ever return my wallet?”
“Yes.”
“Are you proud? More than that, why did you polymorph at a similar age?”
“Because I couldn’t eat much with my young body. However, if he returned to his original form, he would have to eat an infinite number of waffles, so he compromised at this point. You can admire the master’s brilliant mind, Allen.”

Mess.

On the bed is Clos Cerro eating waffles with an empty box of waffles.

And even on the floor of the bed, there was an empty box of waffles lying in a mess.

“Lord Closero.”
“Why? The rest of my admiration for my master’s wisdom is…”
“Do you make such a mess that the waffles go down your throat?”
“Is that so? Very tasty. How can you even take a bite?”

Seeing Clos Cerro showing the waffle he was eating with a carefree face made Allen even more angry.

“…Is this crazy? Are you going to make this look and the waffles will pass?”
“…Why, why are you doing that all of a sudden…? Oh, Chi, I tried to clean it up. I ate all of this…”

Clos Cerro ate the waffle in his hand and hurriedly gathered the empty boxes spread out on the bed.

“I should do it in moderation… I didn’t embarrass myself because I was in front of the kids. It won’t be hard if you do this in the future.”
“Hey, let’s clean it up right away!”
“Take it off. If you don’t want to get scolded.”
“Hey, did you mean to do something on such a dirty bed? Bo, I’ll be cleaning up soon, so just a little bit…”
“Take it off!!”
“Ah, I see… Cow, don’t scream…”
“Polite word.”
“No, no…”

At Allen’s thunderous shout, Clos Cerro entered slave mode before he knew it.

‘That’s interesting. A teaching assistant is like this. That arrogant Clos Sero went into slave mode just because I changed my tone.’

After all, a steady assistant makes a good slave.

‘I have to work hard as a teaching assistant in the future.’

“Bur, I took it off…”

Closero, who had taken off his clothes and underwear before he knew it, stood with one hand covering his chest and the other covering his cunt, blushing.

‘Hmm…A nice and pretty body.’

Except the little girl version is definitely not my taste.
Except the adult version is too mature, and there’s also Cordelia.

As expected, the same-age version of Clos Sero is good.

“Good. Then wait… I left it here before… Oh, here it is.”

Allen searches through the closet in the secret room, finds something, and gives it to Clos Sero.

“Put it on.”
“This…?”
“It’s a maid outfit. Wear this and clean it. Inspect. Oh, and you can wear the underwear again.”
“…Yes.”
“Why are your eyes full of displeasure? Shall we go for a walk outside naked? Do you have a leash?”
“Oh no…! Dad, I’ll change quickly!”

Clos Cerro quickly puts on her underwear and puts on the maid uniform Allen gave her.

I was nervous because the size didn’t fit, but fortunately it seems to be the right size.

‘More than that, I used to be as tall and as tall as Clos Cerro. That’s interesting.’

In the past, when I made Cordelia cry with Iramachio and once reversed the master-servant relationship, the maid uniform I wore is now worn by Clos Sero, so I have a new feeling.

“All, all dressed up, Master Allen.”
“Good. Then get rid of it right away.”
“Yes…”
“Look at the voice. I can’t. Take it off I’m going to go for a walk. Where’s the leash…”
“Oh no! I’ll clean it up quickly! Bo, Bonjwa… Ah, no, I like cleaning!”

It was at that time that Clos Sero was in a hurry to put away the boxes he had eaten and discarded carelessly, as if he didn’t want to go for a leash walk naked.

Click.

“Oh, there you are, Allen. But why is the room like this… Who is that child?”

Cordelia Britia smiled at Allen with her kind face, then glared coldly at Clos Cerro in her maid outfit.

Also, the waffle box that Clos Sero was holding turned into smoke with a crackling sound.

“Master. What’s the plan this time… No, you’re a woman, right? If you could explain it to me, I’d really appreciate it.”

Clos Cerro’s golden eyes, which had trembled just before at Allen’s shouts and walks, were shining brilliantly.

And that’s on the bad side…