147 – Who’s a mess now?
“hehehe~”
A strange laugh resounded in the room where all kinds of magic tools were scattered.
It tried to imitate bewitchingness, but it was nothing more than a longing.
“I haven’t had a chance to use it for a while, but now I’m trying it out.”
Talia laughed heartily as she looked into the heart-shaped glass bottle, each time the liquid in her bottle slid up and down her.
Its identity was a bogus potion called a love potion that I bought during my last visit to the Empire.
Although at that time she couldn’t write for Sonia’s appearance, and since then, she has been looking for her chance, but she has a past where she has failed every time, but she finally has a chance to write.
She didn’t like taking turns watching her Ian with the rest of the party, of course, but this wasn’t too bad for her as it barely allowed her to have some quiet time just the two of her.
In the first place, I did not expect any medicinal effects.
I’m just curious about Ian’s reaction after drinking this.
– What are those eyes? The one with eyes that could turn Talia into her mess any moment?
-So this is because of the effect of the potion….
-It’s just a potion that reveals its true nature~
-….
– Kyaa~! Thalia Get raped!
“hehehehe…”
The sound of laughter that has now gone beyond resentment and approached shadyness.
She thinks it’s a potion she made, and his expression of embarrassment is already visible.
‘You never know. Might be mistaken for a drug energy and come out honestly?’
I thought that Ian had perfected his gaze, but Talia had already noticed.
The fact that sometimes his gaze is directed at his lower body.
If it had been another man, he would have made it impossible for him to do his job on the spot, but Ian rather provoked him little by little.
Whenever I felt his gaze, if I crossed his legs or stuck close to his side, I could see at a glance that his pupils were busy.
It must be a good sign that you are seeing yourself as the opposite s*x.
Her own turn will return in a short while, but Talia, who could not stand it, decided to invade her saintess’ time.
When her landlord saw her, she left the room in a state of mourning and moved her steps to where her Ian was.
“Why don’t you tell me instead? I’ll make sure to return it.”
When she turned her head to the sound of her words coming from somewhere, Reina muttered to herself and caught her eyes.
“What are you doing there?”
“Hey!”
Reina is so surprised that she just talked to her.
“Now, how long have you been there?!”
“Why am I so surprised. As if I was caught doing nonsense.”
“What nonsense! I look like such an elf!”
Her ears were flapping and she was showing off her own pride, but Talia thought Reina looked like an elf.
“This is kind of suspicious.”
“Don’t get me wrong! I was just surprised that it came out of nowhere!”
As Talia looked at her intently, Rayna made an excuse that was not hers and she hurriedly left the seat.
“I guess I’ll have to prepare sooner or later…”
Resolving that no matter what the crow did, Talia opened the door to Ian’s room.
“Ian!”
As soon as she opened the door, she jumped into his arms, but for some reason she was nowhere to be found, let alone he.
“What? Where did you go? Did you go to the bathroom?”
Talia had no choice but to wait for him to return.
But his room was her demonic place, where all her temptations lurk.
‘The bed Ian was lying on….’
I couldn’t stop looking at the traces of him left here and there.
-Gulp.
As she looked at the well-arranged sheets, unsound scenes passed through her mind.
Talia then reveals her own desires in her own right.
-Fluffy.
I lay down on the bed and enjoyed the traces of him with my whole body.
It was an action based on her miraculous logic that since she couldn’t be held in her arms, she should at least take a bed instead.
“Ian smells good too.”
Unlike other people who sweat even when they are still, he didn’t smell like that at all.
There were often times when I was outside and had to wash my face if there was no water nearby, but at times like that, the party members other than him were even more concerned.
Of course, this is because they were a race with less developed apocrine glands than Westerners.
“It’s like how he looks, and he looks like someone from another world. It’s amazing.”
Talia surprisingly comes up with a guess that is close to the correct answer.
She was rolling around, sniffing his body odor, and began to feel strange that he didn’t come back after a long time.
“Why are you not coming? I want to see you.”
A possibility flashed through her mind as she grumbled as she snuggled a pillow in her arms and rubbed her face.
‘Could it be alone time?’
He averages twice a week. She was well aware of the fact that at most four happy times were held.
Sometimes in the morning, whenever I ran into him before washing up, I felt a strange body odor.
And it must have been the smell I had smelled when I had shared a bed before.
‘No. Still, there is a saintess….’
But he shook his head.
There’s no way he would do such a thing when the saintess was nearby, as he was trying hard not to be seen by others.
‘Wait, saintess?’
Immediately another suspicion arose.
‘It’s not like the two of them secretly went out hahahaha… ?’
Only at times like this her sharp intuition told her.
‘I’m sure he wanted to go to the temple and repent, or something like that…. The saintess would have fallen for it again.’
Softly.
She hugs her pillow as if it’s about to explode.
“How dare you cheat on Talia…”
Of course, from the perspective of her husband, the relationship between the two wasn’t like an affair, but at least to her, it was an obvious affair.
“Just come back…. I will never go over like this.”
And that guess turned out to be true.
“Where did you two go?”
Because she ended up facing herself who was guarding the door.
“Tah, Sister Talia?!”
Talia was convinced that her thoughts were correct.
“What is that saintess, that expression of being caught?”
“That, that’s… This is, that’s…”
Leaving behind the saintess who had already confessed everything with her expression, she moved her gaze toward Ian.
“Why is that?”
His expression is surprisingly calm.
She asked, somewhat expecting this kind of reaction.
“Ian. Did you enjoy your time with the saintess?”
“Not bad.”
“Really? Maybe it’s because of those breasts?”
“What are you talking about, sister?!”
I asked Ian, but the answer came from an unexpected place.
“What’s wrong, saintess. Are you stabbing yourself?”
“How…”
After intensively digging into the saintess who speaks the truth, Ian opened her mouth.
“The saintess is right. How do I know that?”
“Really? As expected, the one I touched myself is much better, right?”
“Of course, the saintess’ side is softer and bigger…”
“How does Ian know that?”
“….”
Alas, Ian shuts her mouth.
Looking at her saintess, her figure caught her eyes as she lay on the verge of sinking, covering her own chest.
To be caught in such a trap. I hoped it wasn’t, but it’s too much.
When everything was revealed, Talia put her hand on her waist and scolded her saintess.
“Saint, you don’t know when she’ll run away again, so do you think it makes sense to take her outside? What was the promise we made?”
“….”
The saintess, as she herself said, had nothing to say even with ten mouths.
“The saintess was forced to take me because I insisted on taking her.”
Although her Ian, who took her considerable share in bringing about the situation, went out to protect her saintess.
“Ian, you’re talking to the girls.”
“….”
Talia silenced him with a single word, girls talk.
Convinced to herself that her situation was over, she opened her mouth.
“It’s okay. I have a big heart.”
Thalia put his hand on her chest and spoke patronizingly.
The difference between her middle and contrasting saint was to the extent that it was right to say that she brought it.
“Whew…”
Ian and the saint let out a sigh of relief when a positive answer came out.
“It’s not just about passing.”
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The expression hardened once again at the conditions that followed soon after.
Kook.
Talia embraces Ian’s arm, just as the saintess did during the day.
Unlike when she was a saint, she didn’t cover her tightly or create a situation like that.
“Go hang out with me instead, Ian.”
Talia asked the other two to go out with herself on the condition that she keep her mouth shut.
“…I just got in?”
First of all, Ian instinctively looked away, but the opponent was that Talia.
“What did that just mean? Did you even want to go out alone at this time? Ian too~ Talia doesn’t mind though~”
Ian’s expression hardened even more as he uttered a meaningful line right away.
“….”
“I’m joking, so relax your expression. What I said is tomorrow.”
“No matter how much it is…”
She was obedient, but Ian tried to resist her until the end because she couldn’t get caught up in it at her pace.
“You mean I can become a saint and I can’t? Are you discriminating against people now?”
“No, I don’t mean that…”
“Ian. It’s not fun to come out like this. I’m alone, so it’s like this. Ian knows what will happen if he gets into the ears of a dwarf and a warrior, right?”
“….”
Talia implying that something terrible will happen soon if she doesn’t give in to her own demands.
“Good…”
He couldn’t bear to refuse the threat that wasn’t a threat, so he had no choice but to accept her tears.
***
The day after a night that left some excited and others full of worries.
“So where are we going now…”
The two escaped from the mansion early in the morning to avoid the eyes of the party members.
“Wherever you go, you have to eat breakfast!”
At Talia’s request that the two of them eat together, they almost skipped breakfast and headed to the restaurant they visited last time.
As soon as the food she ordered came out, she put her plan into action.
– Clink.
“Ian. The fork just fell over there. Can you pick it up?”
While Ian deliberately dropped the fork on the ground and leaned down to pick it up.
– Squeak.
Thalia managed to put a few drops of the potion into his soup.
I ordered tomato soup, so it didn’t show from the outside.
“Hey, bring me a new fork here.”
“Yes~ Wait a minute!”
I started eating only after the waiter brought a new fork.
“Ian. What do you think of when you see me?”
At the end of the surprisingly quiet meal, Talia asked Ian after making sure he had emptied her soup.
‘What is this?’
Ian’s head was spinning fiercely at the question that fully expressed her expectations.
“What does that mean…?”
“That’s because I put a little bit of the potion I made this time.”
It wasn’t too strange since sometimes she would feed her homemade potion, saying it was good for her body, but looking at the corners of her eyes bent in the shape of a half moon, there seemed to be something.
“What kind of potion is this time…”
“It’s not fun if you tell me right away~ Doesn’t it make your heart feel a little stuffy?”
Then she started to get nervous, just like when she was conscious of breathing.
“It seems a little like that…”
“Hee hee. Do you know what this is?”
Talia takes out a glass bottle decorated with hearts from her bosom.
‘That courage….’
“It’s a potion that makes the object in front of you fall in love!”
She saw it. She had one thing on her mind.
Among the sub-quests, there is a quest in which a man asks for help to make his confession a success, but as you progress, you pass a shop that sells an item called the love potion.
Of course, if you buy and use an item thinking it’s related to a quest, the quest will fail immediately, because the love potion is a fishing item that has no effect.
“Ian’s eyes are sinister~ What do you imagine when you see Talia?”
She said that she seemed to be doing this to see herself embarrassed. Ian understood her intentions at once.
‘Still, I’m expecting that.
If you don’t hang out here, you can’t predict where that fiery personality will bounce.
In that case, he decided that it would be better to hang out as intended, so he opened his mouth.
“You are very beautiful.”
“Huh…?”
Contrary to her expectation that she would deny it and see it, Talia is genuinely perplexed by the direct ball that flew in nonchalantly.
“That, that’s for sure! He was a man who leaned on potions and told his heart! Seriously, Ian is a pathetic…”
“Looking at it now, it’s so cute that it’s small and fits comfortably in your arms.”
“Huh, poor…”
Talia is broken somewhere due to the unstoppable praise she hears.
It feels like I’m watching the reaction of an old man making a gag and triggering a game. Might this be fun?
Ian, who rode the flow, continued mercilessly without showing mercy.
“I really like the reddish hair and the jade-colored eyes. How can a person be so perfect?”
“That, stop it…”
Talia did as she wished, but instead sank.
As expected, even if you’re good at teasing, it’s clear that you don’t have the resistance to being reversed.
Her face flushed red like a saint on the verge of fainting, and her hair was already red, so it reminded me of a ripe tomato.
Now, who’s the crap?