Chapter 358: At Last I Receive Teaching from Teacher Sonia

I set the head at Her Majesty’s entrance, now I will push in! and that was when it was.

"Ugeeeee!"

All at once an abnormality happened to Sonia.

"Buckeet water!!"

When Sonia shouted,

"Yes!"

a maid started moving. The maid flew to the next room. She was that hurried, maybe. She did not even light the room.

For an instant Her Majesty and I went rigid, but Her Majesty hugged me.

"A shame, but on hold again..."

she said. Then I pushed the head set at the entrance, guiiii.

"Wha, uh!"

Her Majesty raised her chin and raised a voice. As I was I moved my waist with fierce force and pulled out. I thrust up once more. Her Majesty held her mouth so the voice would not leak. The passage jerked. Then I pulled my son out.

"Thank you for the meal."

I said it and kissed Her Majesty, and,

"Idiot!"

I was told, and she slipped under me and returned to the bed. Sonia stayed facing away, ugugugu, groaning and holding her mouth.

When the bucket arrived she got down from the bed, hid in the shadow of the bed, stuffed her face in the bucket, and groaned oeee, but nothing would come out anymore, yes? Hiding so we cannot see for form is consideration toward us, I suppose.

Uuuu she cried and said it is never like this usually. I am sorry. That is Her Majesty’s fault. I can see Her Majesty’s back and her shoulders are shaking.

"It is never like this usually. What happened."

The maid stroked her back and comforted her. Even without Her Majesty’s that, drinking that much is no good, I think.

This son still standing, what do I do with it? Staring at Sonia’s peach backside with her face stuffed in the bucket I am at a loss. Morning is soon, yes.

After throwing up as much as she would, Sonia turned this way.

"I am sorry."

She said it and lay on the bed. The maid went to the entrance again and the lights were dropped. Your Majesty, is there a continuation? Gripping the hard son I screamed in a voice that would not become a voice.

But after that there was no drama and we met morning. Using magic that makes someone drink badly is fine, but after coming back I think she should have put on magic that sobers and lets her sleep well?

I met a pleasant morning. On the pretext that they must not show Her Majesty’s and Sonia’s sleeping faces to me, the two woke before me and were put in order in another room.

"Lord Marie, this way please."

The one who said that and guided me was Sandy.

"Thank you. I am in your care."

When I got down from the bed a splendid morning stand stretched the pajama trousers. Sandy’s eyes went there for an instant, and still,

"Now please."

she took me to the washroom in a soft voice. After all declaring I name Sandy seems to have a large effect. When I named Stevie for night attendance too, from that time Stevie’s attitude changed all at once. If I push Sandy down here will she accept me? If she accepts, how do I explain to everyone outside? Lord Marie and Denny are doing it, or? I hate that.

Without putting a hand on Sandy I put myself in order too and returned to the room. Her Majesty met me with the usual smile, but Sonia of course looked awkward.

"Lord Marie, last night I fell into disorder. I am very sorry. I am on the side hosting a guest and I showed such an ugly state. I am reflecting."

I want to say that is not Lady Sonia’s fault, but I cannot say such a thing.

"There is no such thing. Lady Sonia is busy day to day and there are many times you cannot let your spirit out, so sometimes there is that kind of thing too. Please do not mind."

When I said that Sonia’s expression improved too.

"If you say that I am grateful. Then today too please treat me well."

Sonia seems quick to switch and laughed, ska. Seeing she says nothing about Her Majesty and me, she did not know? Or has it already been settled between her and Her Majesty?

Before breakfast too Her Majesty would return to the inn once, and I would be taught the sword as I was. The teacher is Sonia after all.

At breakfast the clan chief asked for an impression.

"Lord Marie, how was last night?"

Sonia and Agnes watched me and listened for what I would say.

"It was very fun. That kind of shop was the first time, so what I saw, what I heard, I was only surprised. Thank you for letting me have a truly precious experience!"

I said what I thought as it was. The clan chief looked glad.

"Hoh. Was that so? Then will you go once more?"

The clan chief asked with a surprising face.

"Yes! Please, no matter what!"

"Oh? I-I see. Then shall we go tonight too?"

Somehow a tone with the nuance of inviting because he has no choice floated. I look glad, so he thought no way, invited, and I came along. That kind of development, I suppose.

"Nee, Grandfather. Last night the shop you took Lord Marie to, what kind of shop is it? I want to be taken too. If you go tonight please take me no matter what."

Agnes said it like begging, but Sonia with a face like she had chewed a bitter bug,

"No! Still early for a child!"

said it through, pisha! Over twenty and still a child?

"Che!"

Agnes clicked her tongue and that talk ended. Odd. No one says anything, but I am a child itself?

When breakfast ended I was taken to the training ground at once. Sonia had changed from the breakfast dress to a blouse above and trousers below. Nnn. A little more rustic than royal-capital trousers? But the blouse buttons seem ready to burst! I also feel she put on a blouse tight at the chest on purpose. Did she come wearing Agnes’s blouse? Anyway, amazing, the appeal. Is this always? I do not know where to put my eyes. I can tell where the nipples are! Is this all right, gentlemen!

"I hear Lord Marie is good with a bow as well. Could I see the tool?"

The training ground was not ready yet, so before being taught the sword I was asked about the bow. Agnes had said the bow’s balance was bad, so that had traveled, I suppose.

"This."

I passed the bow. Lady Sonia held the bow, drew it, swung it.

"While Lord Marie is in the territory, may I borrow this bow? You would have heard from Agnes. If it is reworked a little it will become a still better bow. I think to have the bow craftsman I use adjust it. Is that all right?"

she said, so I have no objection.

"Please, no matter what. I could not tell the bow’s condition at all."

"That would be so. I am saying a very fine thing. But if this is fixed I think the hit accuracy and force will rise further. Please expect it."

Sonia smiled, niko. Subtle two-day-drunk symptoms remain, but what she says is all right.

"I would like to see the sword as well. May I?"

"Yes. Please."

I held out the sword. This was long ago, oops, in feeling long ago, but in fact only recently, a treasure sword? I received from Duke Anderson of the Marie Kingdom. Sonia held that, held it to the sun, and made empty swings. Amazing. The form is set and there is no disorder. I am absorbed watching the sword swung drawing a clean circle.

"This is a good sword. Enough that I would want it. The edge is a little chipped, so I think to send this to a sword craftsman to polish as well. Is that all right?"

"Yes. Please."

"Then I will have a replacement sword brought for use while you are in the territory. If you lived in the territory the whole time I would give you a still better sword..."

Sonia’s tone goes back and forth between polite and frank. The saga of a swordsman who cannot not swing when she holds a good sword shows and hides.