The Master and Slave World 64

Chapter 64 – 64. Master, the Slave Goes Off Alone to Study. I Ended Up Flirting With a Girl While Being a Parent. Oh, if the Owner Finds Out…

Certainly, whenever I was with Sylvia, I liked it. Even if it’s a bit boring. However, it seemed that constantly fiddling with Sylvia in order to endure boredom or spending the free time between lectures to do naughty things would eventually interfere with Sylvia’s studies.

So I chose the path of being away for a while for the remaining lecture time for her. I was heading in a different direction because I had a lot of chicken meat growing among the pretty little boys.

‘There’s a lot to eat and drink in the bathroom…’

After doing naughty things with Sylvia, I got a little hungry and thought of food. At least some drinking water.

However, the kitchen room is, by my standards, a space where pretty boys who are women and girls gossip. What was serious was the fact that there was also a silver-haired boy who looked like Sylvia. Looking back, it is a creepy space that is difficult to describe.

‘Let’s stop going there. It’s not like I ran to the classroom and was with Sylvia for no reason.’

In order not to be shaken in the slightest by my fidelity to Sylvia or my identity, I had to stop walking towards the bathroom. Still, I was hungry for something to eat, so the natural place I would go to was a restaurant.

I didn’t know what to do, so I went to my room and put the Dark Bringer around my waist. This embarrassing looking guy was hidden in a makeshift scabbard suitably made with Sylvia’s magic.

[Boy. Wherever the owner of the owner goes, he wanders alone.]

Why does this guy always call Sylvia the owner’s owner and call me, the owner, a boy? A sign of friendliness? Or is it just a concept? …What does it matter? It’s annoying, but let’s just not ask.

I erased the questions that came to my mind for a moment and answered Dark Bringer’s question.

“Sylvia is in class. But I left you alone. Is it okay? Aren’t you sad?”

[This body is a demonic sword. I don’t feel such weak feelings.]

“Okay then.”

[Shouldn’t you ask me twice, boy?]

“Why? Could it be that you were lonely?”

[Not! For me, who can put my ego to bed, it’s no different from seeing the boy again in a short time, no matter how long I’ve been apart. It’s absurd to be lonely!]

“Oh. It’s like there’s a power button on putting your ego to sleep.”

After chatting with Darkbringer, I arrived at the restaurant.

Perhaps because it was not meal time, the restaurant was empty. When I went to the kitchen a little further back and snooped around, I saw women working.

I decided to ask for their understanding in order to at least quench my thirst.

“Excuse me.”

“Huh? …A man!?”

A woman of the same height as me saw me and was startled.

“Shh! You’re a slave. This is where the girls work. What are you doing here?”

Perhaps because slaves belonged to nobles, their reaction was cautious. Oh, it reminds me of a driver who puts his distance in front of someone else’s expensive vehicle. After looking at the women at work, I thought about just stepping down, but I changed my mind because I thought that in order to be a man that would suit Sylvia, it would be better to be dignified anywhere. I paused for a while, but I told them why I had found this place.

“I was wondering if I could get you something to drink. Are you busy?”

“…It’s true that we’re busy, but there’s a reason we’re working, but I don’t think we’re just sending them. Wait a minute… Uhm! You over there, you’re treating some of the slaves here. I’ll do the chopping for you.”

“Me, me!? Me?”

A woman who is especially short and her body is slender overall is startled.

Put down the cleaver. Terribly.

“Yeah. Aren’t these jagged in size? You’re the only one among us who can be taken out.”

Are you using your skills as an excuse? Rather, isn’t it an opportunity to suck honey if you fall out of work? Why do you act like you’re passing it on? Maybe it’s because I’m ugly!? …I have no idea. I watched silently without interfering.

“But…”

“But it’s not. Come on, do what you’re told. Go ahead. And come back as soon as you’re done.”

Before she had time to refuse any more, she turned her back. The kitchen, which I saw again, started to run busily without rest, so she put down her kitchen knife to serve me, which the short woman could not do.

“…Sit here.”

“Yes.”

She sat down in the chair she was offered and had nothing to do, so she took a slow look at her features. Her dark brown hair, with her forehead uncovered, is slightly exposed between her sanitary hair, and her face, which is not the fierce Girl Crush sister style, looks dejected with the corners of her eyes lowered.

‘At first glance, he looks like the youngest child. I will also serve you water. Shall I give you a good word… No, what did I do? Is not it? I think that woman will feel a little better if she hears warm words from the opposite sex… This is a farce.’

Still, the situation was really, I was in the mood of a sergeant who was trying to steal the private and rip it off.

“Here, eat.”

“Oh thank you.”

I thought I would get a glass of water, but thanks to her bringing out her drinks and snacks that I didn’t expect, I was able to lightly fill my stomach. Well, where does the food that the Bochumi boys take out and eat come from? After all, this is a restaurant.

Crisp and crunch.

Chew on her snacks and watch the conversation go by for the purpose of passing the time rather than for her sake. Gulp, quenched her with her grape-tasting drink, and spoke to her.

After all, you have to start with Tongseongmyeong.

“I haven’t even told you my name on the subject of being treated. I’m Jin Yoo-seong.”

“Yes? Ah… My name is Lucy.”

When I give her name first, he hesitates and she also tells me her own name. I felt it a little bit while watching it before, but it seems that I’m not the type to say no well.

“This is my friend. It’s the color of your eyes.”

[This body is the demon sword Dark Bringer.]

“What? Say!?”

“Isn’t it amazing? What’s more interesting is that he’s a very intelligent guy while still being a knife.”

[Haha. It is an intelligence acquired through many years of experience. Girl, if you have any questions, you can ask anything.]

“Then do you know the secret to being a good cook?”

[…Unfortunately, it’s a field I don’t know. Any other questions?]

“Then, what’s the secret to meticulous cleaning?”

[…I am Carl. Stop asking Carl questions.]

“Yes? Fuhu. You asked me earlier…?”

“Ah~ This guy with eyes is really smart. It must be because he’s smart and he’s trying to make it fun.”

[Yes. Girl, that frown looks a little better. What is my strategy.]

“Aha. It was like that.”

Do you believe that After all, there is nothing like a novelty to arouse interest. Darkbringer is doing well.

As soon as I started talking to someone, I began to genuinely enjoy the conversation.

The original purpose was a mix of petty good intentions and a bit of boredom, but what am I? In the first place, I wasn’t the kind of person who did a good job of breaking things off like the main character of a story.

What I learned from her personal affairs, including her small talk for about ten minutes, was that she was working in place of her sick mother. She earnestly prays and she is allowed to work at the magic academy cafeteria, but she lags behind other women who are skilled, so her worries are great, she says.

“—So I’m trying my best to keep up with my work, but I keep getting pointed out…”

‘Wait, you suddenly bring up a bad story in the family…?’

Her mother said she was sick, but after hearing more, it wasn’t a very heavy story.

He was not terminally ill or in a state of unconsciousness, but simply bedridden. It is the conclusion that I am working with the thought that if the money is drained out of the property I have saved for treatment, I should not even have a big debt right now or suffer from living difficulties.

“Whew. Didn’t I say something useless? The slave listened to me so well, so stop…”

“Haha. Is it my fault?”

“Ah! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”

“I’m joking… Excuse me, can you call me by my first name instead of calling me a slave?”

“Yes? But… I’m a commoner, but I work here.”

‘No fuck. Then why not?’

What status order is this? Apparently he didn’t pay much attention when he was talking to the shopkeeper outside. After the nobles, after the slave commoners, are they like servants? Do I have to use a knife for something like that? I was at a loss for words for a moment and remembered the fact that I had heard this story.

‘Ah! I think I heard this while having sex. I completely forgot… What to do. Hey, I already said it, but let’s just say it.’

I quickly organized my thoughts and said something without thinking deeply.

“I’m friends with the color of my eyes. Is there anything I can’t do if I’m friends with Lucy? Just call each other by name.”

“Friend…”

“Lucy also calls names with her friends, so it’s not like this, right?”

“But… It’s the first time I’ve had a boyfriend. Do I call you by my original name…? Do you really want to be friends with me?”

‘No, my boyfriend, why are you here? Ah, since I’m a man, it’s true that I’m a boy-friend…? Can’t fucking bite this…? I think Sylvia would be a bit upset if she found out. Ah-oh.’

I felt like a drop or two of cold sweat was running down my forehead at Lucy’s sudden remark that she was a boyfriend. I’m going to think about it for a while and then talk! I made a decision to urgently change the topic, and threw out a word.

“If it’s a little bit like being friends right away. I think I’ll stop by the restaurant every time I eat in the future, so if I talk often and get closer, then it’s okay, right?”

“Yes…? Yes…”

Lucy’s cheeks flushed slightly.

‘What the fuck is that random sound coming out of my snout!? It’s a completely flirting tone!!’

I’m sure I’ll never belong to the handsome axis… Sylvia! But she didn’t blame Sylvia. This is what I was a little mistaken about.

It is not uncommon for a man to step into a different world where only men with little sexual desire live. Appearance is obviously an important factor, but Lucy is going through a run-in with a man she might have only imagined. I did not know how to rectify the carelessness I had already committed.