Artoria the Big Liar

Then, without knowing why, a feeling of laziness rose in my heart.Then thinking of the hard work and troubles of cooking, I simply stopped and said to the second daughter as calmly as possible: "Time is still a bit tight, so I won't go to the supermarket today... Witch, didn't you want to go to a French restaurant before?" Is it? I will fulfill your wish today."

"But don't you think it's expensive there? You said that the price of a dish is ten times that of an ordinary restaurant?" The witch asked with wide eyes.

"Money is not a problem. If you have no money, find a way to make money. I have always had my own way to deal with the financial crisis. Even if I am only a high school student, it is not difficult to get income in this era-or you Are you underestimating me?"

"How dare I underestimate you..." After muttering this, the witch closed her mouth and continued to be dull.

This thing is a chain reaction.I don't know where I messed with the witch and made her attitude worse.Then, Mordred countered the witch, and the two argued and confronted each other.I adopted a tough attitude and barely suppressed this dispute, but dissatisfaction has already sprouted in the hearts of the two of them. To handle this matter well is no easier than handling property disputes between nobles.

Emotional people are usually capricious. For an extremely emotional person like a witch, it can only be described as "chaos".Just now he was so moved that he was about to cry, but now he is so arrogant, I really don't understand.

However, a witch is a witch after all.Probably because she finally found out that I was a little unhappy, she asked erratically: "...the restaurant should have very little food, right? Are you and Mordred enough? Why don't you go home and eat? You can eat anything you want , such as the stew in Normandy, or the stew eaten by ordinary citizens. There is no need for every meal to be so luxurious."

"When the magic power is sufficient, there is no need to be full." I explained. "About three servings for normal people is enough. And this three servings are for the same weight. Mordred and I weigh about 43 kg, and the normal meal size is similar to that of an ordinary manual labor car. I ate a little more before, It’s just some things before, Mordred and I consume a lot of mana. We haven’t trained recently, and we mainly eat meat that can be converted into mana, so we don’t need to eat so much food every night.”

As if thinking of something from my words, Mordred immediately lowered his head, pursed his mouth, and clenched his fists.

And the witch tilted her head, her smile softened a lot, and she no longer daunted people like a bunch of bonfires.

"That's good. I thought you would be a difficult dragon to keep."

"Since it's a French restaurant, let's go home and change into formal clothes. Although it's a bit of a detour, it's still on the way."

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As soon as I entered the door, the witch locked her and myself in the room with the excuse of touching up makeup.

It was really locked in the room, it seemed that she really started to hate Mordred, and locked the room directly.

I spread my arms like a real king, and she held the suit and put it on me.However, as soon as the scarlet tie was tied, she directly clasped my waist with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and rested her chin on my shoulder.Her appearance was reflected in the mirror, eyes closed, as if enduring great pain.

"Arthur..."

"Ok?"

"If one day I suddenly disappear, will you forget me?"

"What's wrong? Why do you suddenly think so?"

"Probably... I think Mordred's words are right..." Her voice became hoarse and choked.She is confused, she is at a loss.More than I do, she wants a restless soul, at a loss in the world of the living. "...Don't you think it's strange? Suddenly appearing here, memories and experiences are fake, wandering aimlessly in the street, and then met you in the evening, was followed by you, captured by you, and then... ...and then I should hate you, but fell in love with you inexplicably, and said something like that yesterday morning... Originally, I thought you would honestly refuse, and then expose my cheap 'potion' statement .But, but..."

With her right hand lightly placed on her wrist, she trembled and hugged her even tighter.

It’s almost like Morgan, obviously I’m in her arms, but it’s like I’m a phantom, it seems that as long as I leave this embrace, it seems that as long as I leave the sight, I will disappear completely, including all traces Disappears, leaving only an outline in memory, which is then filled with other memories.

The witch's sudden change made my heart flutter, and I could only listen quietly, looking for an opportunity to advise.

"That's right... that's right at all... Guinevere is the queen you are marrying. Morgan is an important person in your life. Not to mention Merlin... But what about me? I have neither the ability nor the What have you experienced... just go shopping together, and you really achieved it? Then... what about them? They waited for you for so long, but they didn't respond in the end, and then watched you walk to the final step... Morgan was very sad, right? When she drove you to Avalon, she must have been so sad that she couldn’t stop crying? I can’t even imagine how much her heart would hurt at that time... I’m just a fake, even they None of the three can get your heart, how can I... How could it be possible... Arthur, could it be that I am having a dream right now? A dream like a bubble, as long as the time is decisive, the bubble will burst, and then... Then everything disappeared, even the memory disappeared, and when I woke up, I only remembered that I had a dream, a... very bad dream?"

The witch closed her eyes tightly, and tears oozed from the corners of her eyes, across her face, down her chin, and stained my formal dress.

Gently, gently, I tried to release her arms.

However, it didn't work.She still hugged tightly, tightly and persistently, exerting all her strength, afraid of being taken away, afraid of suddenly disappearing, afraid of falling into the eternal abyss, and never seeing the light again.

I just sighed.Now, I am no longer a source of fear, but fear still haunts my significant other.Corrupting their hearts, making them gradually crazy.

"Sure enough, I'm still thinking about this kind of thing..."

"Are you inferior? Or did you say that you were scared by Morgan? This is not the witch I know. Where did the self-confidence and pride yesterday go? Why did Mordred get so scared after saying something irrelevant?"

"I don't know...I really, really..."

"Actually, I have the same idea."

As if electrocuted, the witch opened her eyes.

The trembling golden pupils were flickering with fear, inconceivable, and incomprehensible.

However, at this moment, I closed my eyes, felt my heart, and felt that dreamlike feeling.

Then, as if it was no longer me, but instinctively, the words came out of my mouth.

"Yeah... me too. To me, you are like a bubble floating in the air, so beautiful under the sunlight, it seems that with just a light touch, you will disappear from my world. Then, when I opened my eyes, I realized that I was still in Avalon. It was just a dream, a dream like a fairytale... If it wasn’t for Mordred by my side, I really would have thought I was in a dream An illusory, beautiful, but short-lived dream like a bubble, just like you said."

She didn't speak, I didn't cry.As time goes by, we feel each other's temperature and the distance from each other.

After a long time, I don't know how long it has passed, the instinct drove me, the warmth drove me, let me continue to talk.

"Why we are here, the reason is not clear, but... Cherish the present, isn't it good? Since the relationship is true, even if it is shorter than fireworks, but if it is as beautiful as fireworks, in fact Not bad, is it? Like my Britain, like your France, like our memories, our lives."

After a pause, something suddenly came to my mind, and I actually laughed, even happily.

"Ah... Speaking of which, you don't know what fireworks are, do you? On August 15th, that is, during the summer vacation, summer festivals will be held in various parts of Japan. At that time, we will wear yukata together and go to Misaki Town together Enjoy the excitement of the festival together in the outskirts of the country. Then, go to Sapporo for the rest of the summer, take your camera, and go to see Hokkaido in summer... Oh, by the way, since we are in this country, we must go to see the cherry blossoms together ? But the cherry blossoms are in full bloom at the end of April, so it won't be until next year..."

I talk a lot, and I'm more than aware of how much I've said.

Travel to Paris, go to restaurants in London, go to Hawaii for summer, go to Shibuya, go to the Forbidden City, go to every place you want to go.

I describe the landscapes in those memories, the beauty in those impressions.It seems that I am trying to prove that this is not a dream, this is reality, there are still many days in the future, so many that there is no end in sight, and those good things will continue forever.

Finally, at some point, the sobbing stopped.I opened my eyes, and the witch did not disappear, but still hugged my waist tightly, her pupils stared at the mirror in a trance, immersed in the future I described, immersed in this turbulent emotion.

She smiled, very shallow, very gentle, like a wisp of ashes, like a bubble.

"So... so that's the case. Arthur, you are in your heart, but you have already made up your mind..."

"Otherwise, how could I accept it?" I smiled softly, even I didn't expect that my tone of voice could be so gentle. "As for feeling that the time is short, this is not a problem. Some people have gone through five years of long-distance running, and finally ended up with regrets. Some people have found their destined partner just because of a look. These are normal things, don't worry too much. "

The witch took a deep breath, mustered up courage, made up her mind, and finally let me go.

Then, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes drifted away, avoiding my sight in the mirror.

"That... Arthur, actually..."

"what happened?"

"Arthur, I... I probably know why I can't find the flag and the sword, but, but..."

She couldn't continue talking, probably because she was extremely ashamed?

This made me raise my eyebrows. I didn't expect the witch's heart to be entangled in this... It's really unexpected.

Because, from the beginning to the end, I didn't think about it.

"Hmm... let me guess, is it because there is no magic power?"

After all, the witch's face became even redder, as red as a tomato, as red as an apple, redder than ever before.

She became more and more shy, and even couldn't help bending her back, trying to hide behind me, preventing me from seeing her through the mirror.

"Forget it... Even if you... Arthur, I'm very scared. I'm afraid that if I get the flag and the sword, I will... I won't be who I am now. I should awaken a lot of memories, right? It's just... It is the memory of why the memory is false, who I am, and why I am a witch...and, and..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." I grabbed her hand, held it in the palm of my hand, and said little by little: "You don't have to tell everything...Did you find out, in fact, all the time , I didn’t call you by your first name.”

"Well, I know... I don't know if Jeanne Darc is my name."

"At that time, just tell me your name. You don't need to say anything else... You don't even think about who I am? In the predicament I have faced, this is nothing at all. And, if you think about it Think, I have a good relationship with Mordred, right? From Mordred’s words, I have a good relationship with Morgan and Merlin, right? They have all done bad things, I don’t hate them, and I don’t hate them. Not disgusting, but telling them why it is not good to do so, and how to correct their mentality in the future... You see, although the result can't satisfy everyone, isn't the process always good?"

The more I said that, the more the witch's cheeks puffed up, and she might interrupt me at any time.

However, the girl's shy heart made her not speak out, but endured and waited for the reversal.

She is like this, how can I not know, what exactly does she want to express?

So, after those comforting words, I made a commitment.

"Evening? I have to go to dinner later, and I have to solve the affairs of the club... After all, tonight should not be short."

"Then...then make an appointment? Don't go back on your word, you know?"

"Well, I won't regret it... definitely."

In this way, she touched up my makeup, I put on her formal suit, and opened the door.

Mordred sat on the sofa, and the Japanese costume drama was playing on the TV. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long, long time.

I glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and sure enough, half an hour had passed, which was really a long time.

Seeing me open the door, she looked at me——her expression was normal, so normal that it was unbelievable that I even glimpsed a maturity that did not belong to her age group.

"Father, is it finally done?"

"Well, it's done. Let's go eat."

Chapter 28: Aftermath of That Night (5K4)

French restaurants do have their unique features, but as an ancient person, I really can't eat such avant-garde food.Only the witch ate very happily, and commented from time to time, including the steak she had previously disliked: "It turns out that medium-rare steaks are easier to chew... No wonder steaks were not available on the table at that time, and they can only be found in modern times." Cooking it the right way...but eating half-cooked food still feels a bit like a bloody savage."

As for the matter of persuading Arai Saki to join the HEMA club, it went smoothly unexpectedly, exactly as I expected.After Arai Saki's father, Arai Naoto, said, "My little daughter will be entrusted to you", Arai Saki signed the application form for the establishment of the association.In the end, she and I exchanged phone numbers, took Mordred and the witch in front of the house where Arai lived, said goodbye to Yoshikawa Aosari, and quickly returned home.

At this point, the time is already 09:30.

We washed one by one, doing daily chores, and before we knew it, it was eleven o'clock.

Time passes by the fingertips in the blink of an eye, and the bright moon in the sky is opened and closed by dark clouds from time to time.These dark clouds are not just blocking, but it is really raining from time to time-continuous sunny days like the past few days are rare.

In the early morning, when I opened my eyes, I walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

The hour hand of the wall clock points to the middle of 4 and 5, and it is still dark.

I yawned and sat on the couch, barely able to keep my eyes open - my mental state was bad, not bad, my brain couldn't think at all.But the biological clock has passed, and it is impossible to continue to sleep, so I had to endure the exhaustion, as usual, deal with daily hygiene, and prepare breakfast for the three of us.

Sneaking in, I made myself a cup of coffee with milk, trying to refresh myself - however, it didn't help, I still felt groggy and dizzy【）

After being dazed for a long time, in a trance, I finally realized the reason for my physical discomfort - last night, my magic power was not consumed much.It's just that Magic's physical fitness is really not good, and she doesn't have a magic circuit in the traditional sense. I can only take it slowly and make her as comfortable as possible, which consumes more time. I'm afraid the total sleep time is less than two hours.

There is no way, a delicious breakfast is useless.With the usual accompaniments of bread, milk, pasta and eggs, I managed to manage a passable breakfast.

At approximately 06:30, Mordred woke up.

"Good morning, Father..."

She was also in poor spirits and seemed to be falling asleep very late.

My head was really stuffy, I didn't think at all, I just said what was on my mind.

"Mordred, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Suddenly, her eyes widened, her body froze, and then her face immediately turned red, unable to speak out.

--What does it mean?The walls of this room are soundproof, so it shouldn't affect her, right?

It should be easy to see things, because the mental state is really bad, I can't analyze anything.

Then, my consciousness thought that I had done something wrong, and my words didn't go through my brain, and I said something inexplicable: "Well...it's normal. Sorry, Mordred...some things can't be corrected You make it clear..."

"Why did the father apologize? These are all the father's own choices... And, the father, although I don't like that guy very much, but... I feel very happy, really happy." Blushing, Maude Red tried to look happy—but there was something else in those golden eyes, just like mine, that I couldn't see at all right now. "Because, the father has never been so happy... Maybe, mother and the others are really inferior to this witch? They can't even make the father happy, they will only use various things to ask the father, They are all using high-sounding excuses, which will only bring pain..."

"It's not painful. It's just... After all, they all have inhuman blood, and their spirits and ordinary people can't match the radio waves, so sometimes they will be a little distressed..." I explained indiscriminately, and I didn't even realize that I said it What. "Or, maybe it's because it's not pure... What they like is King Arthur. They think too much about royal power, and I think too much. It's just stuck at that step, unable to continue, and finally turned into One sigh, and it's over."

"...Anyway, Father, I have no objection. Let's leave it at this for now... If there are other things in the future, let's talk about it." After a pause, the child who was a little too smart reminded: "But, Father, You'd better think of a good reason, or an excuse for fooling around. If your mother really knows, you don't know what will happen. She has been with you for so many years, and you know what kind of temper she is. And, Merlin, that temptress It's not easy either ... you really need to be prepared."

How could I not know Morgan's character?Her jealousy has long been known to everyone in Camelot.

No matter what era it is, celebrity gossip has always been the news that excites ordinary people and spreads the fastest.

My relationship with Morgan is too complicated, and the speed of this kind of news spread is even more amazing, so that I can hear these things from guards, maids or other palace servants from time to time-some of which are deliberately spread by Morgan, Used to embarrass and target Guinevere.Every time such rumors spread, Guinevere's expression would be particularly ugly.

The memory just flashed by.Then, my chaotic brain suddenly remembered one thing - what did Mordred go out on Sunday morning, and why the witch suddenly sensed Morgan yesterday afternoon, I haven't asked them in detail yet.

Originally, I wanted to ask, but they deliberately didn't say it, and things kept going, so they forgot for such a short time.

If it was before,【%

But at this time, I was really in a bad state, so I asked directly.

"Speaking of which, the day before yesterday... that is, on Sunday morning, you went to see Morgan?"

"...Father, let alone whether I want to find it or not, even if I really try to find it, I will definitely not find it, right? Didn't you say that? The modern source has been completely cut off, and the road leading to the sea of ​​stars is completely gone. Close. Unless my mother is aware of the situation and comes to this world on her own initiative, how can I find her?"

"Ah... That's it. Then what did you do? You didn't tell me?"

"At that time, didn't my father make an appointment to go shopping with that witch? Later, I looked it up on the Internet and saw the meaning of the word shopping, so I went to the arcade hall on the street to play—— Can't my father and that witch walk on the street together, with me behind me? Father, you saw it yesterday afternoon, I can't get along with her at all, if there is a quarrel, wouldn't it be a mess? ?”

Mordred doesn't seem to get along with many people, which is determined by her personality.