A peaceful and leisurely afternoon.
Messi, who had been disturbing Basad, who was practicing his swordsmanship to relieve his boredom, smiled brightly as he dodged through the window.
"I have to run away to the young lady because I'll die if I get caught."
Messius, who was leisurely walking down the hallway on this floor, spotted Hestia at the window on the first floor opposite and waved happily.
She seemed to be heading to Kaid's office.
"Hestia!"
"......."
"...Can't you hear me?"
Messi tilted his head and lowered his hand in embarrassment.
Not far away, Bassad's presence was drawing near.
He quickly jumped and ran to Irene's room, shouting, "Eek."
* * *
"What are you thinking, Miss?"
"Rosaria. Didn't Hestia get discharged from the hospital? I don't think I've seen her anywhere in the castle."
"Hmm, that's right. Now that you're discharged from the hospital, aren't you catching up on work that's piled up?"
"Is that so......"
I tried to push the awkwardness aside and slurped down my tea.
When I saw him in the last hospital room, I felt relieved because his condition seemed to have improved.
Actually, I didn't bother looking for a partner because I thought I needed some time to gather my thoughts by myself, but I was feeling increasingly anxious.
"......Did you hear anything else?"
"What do you mean?"
Rosaria asked with wide eyes.
"Nothing."
When I was shaking my head, saying it was nothing, Messi suddenly appeared and intervened.
"If it's Hestia, I think she was going to see the lord earlier?"
"To dad?!"
As I abruptly stood up, Messi flinched and took a step back.
"Wow, that's a surprise."
The thing that had its heart pounding slowly blinked its eyes.
"When was that?!"
"That, that is... when we parted ways with the other escorts after lunch... Miss!"
I left the room in a hurry.
I heard Messi calling from behind. My anxious footsteps got faster and faster.
Hestia went to find Kaid without saying anything.
I didn't feel good.
* * *
A quiet office. Sunken red eyes stared at Hestia.
Kaid's lips finally opened as he knocked on the desk with an expression that made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
It was a moment when the long, tense tension was further heightened.
"You want to cause a stir?"
"......That's right."
Hestia nodded her head reluctantly and looked down.
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