Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

"Dear Lord,"

Hall of sight. At the end of a single report and permit, only one remaining Mimis cut it out with a true face as the ministerial delegation left one after the other.

"Hmm? What?"

"I pinched it in my ear that your husband had a prostitute who was going through his legs."

"You mean Ortier?

"Come on, I want you to refrain from doing that."

"... why?

"It is not nice to hear the outside world that your lord puts you into a single whore unmarried. If you really want to, we'll pick you up in the main room first."

Oh, it started to look like a sermon.

What Mimis says is a natural story as a nobleman.

Yes, but now what?

And that's when I was thinking about the way I would shine and the way I would respond to lowering my stock moderately.

"You're rude to my master!

Next to me, Midea yelled at Mimis from the corner of the room.

All the way on the job, Midea, who held back like an escort in the corner of the room, approached Zunzun and Mimis in a furious shape.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"You're my master's man! You think I can say that to my master."

"I say it for my lord's sake."

"Say it again!

Even more beautiful, Midea, I feel insulted and almost upside down.

Exactly. This is not good.

"Midea."

"Master?"

"Around there."

"But!"

"Mistakes too. Now back off. I know what you're trying to say."

"... Ha"

Mimis walks out of the sight with a grace.

Midea, who has already laid her hands on the Longsword, trembles with her hands still in place.

An anger with no place to go came this way.

"Master! I still need your permission! I'm gonna leave him alone."

"It's noisy. That's okay."

"But!"

"Hey Midea..."

Call your name and glance straight into your eyes.

So I open the "between" and figure out how to forgive while my anger calms down.

No, so can I forgive you, but there's another problem.

That's what she calls me.

Last time I heard it later, I coached Midea when I was drunk.

I didn't save it because it was instruction when I was drunk. Seriously, Midea said, "I could step into a new realm of swordsmanship!" I was moved to call me Master even more.

There is one bad thing about that.

Midea is talented, definitely talented beyond Kensei's grandfather.

As she became strong and famous as she called me her master.

At the same time, I became famous and the obvious idea of "I'm sure it's more amazing because I'm that Midea master" spread to the public.

That can't be stopped, or Midea will realize someday too.

The principle of behavior goes hand in hand when I am angry with Mimis now and realize that I will become famous in the future as well as my master's name.

We have to stop that now.

I thought about it a little bit and came up with a scenario.

only 0.1 seconds during this time.

Don't you know the phrase "… a certain eagle hides his nails"

"Huh? And I know, of course."

"That also means that if you hide your nails, you're capable of hiding them.... So does Kensei, who is usually just a jerk."

"I see!"

No, I don't think so.

Midea believed that the second half was quite appropriately stuck but still in my words.

I don't know if it's too chocolate... but let me use it now.

"I'm trying to hide my nails too."

"What do you mean, Master?"

"You, externally, are not my," Hermes Apprentice. "

"Yes!? Oh no!"

"Sometimes you hide a genre's name externally or use a pseudonym."

"Oh, there is. My grandfather used to say when he was younger, he was waving his sword by a different name."

Grandpa was doing it, too, I appreciate that.

"Oh, it's just like that. I'm going to think of a pseudonym. Right..."

Think a little.

Do you have any good names?

Midea's not convinced it's too irrelevant, and if it's too close, you'll get to me.

The more often it concerns me, the more common one.

Second, I remember the cave of trials.

I took out a seven-star gold coin.

What I brought was a seven-star guy.

Instead of one star, it was shaped as the easiest seven stars and couldn't come to that extent.

Show it to Midea.

"This is like a sign of our Lord. I'm the only one on the ground."

"Ha."

"Look here, you've got seven stars behind you. So it's nana-nanas."

"Nanas...... ok, master! I'm going to name you Nanas' apprentice."

"Yeah, do that"

"Nanas...... the name of the master's sword"

Roll that name over your tongue and sparkle your eyes.

I felt like it, and Midea persuaded me pretty cholly.

That's it.

But what is it?

It's more like you put a pen name on it than a pseudonym, which is a little embarrassing.

A few days later.

Especially after the days of nothing happening, I was sloppy and relaxed in the mansion today.

"... Speaking of"

"What's wrong, Hermes?"

She's relaxing. By my side, my sister, who's taking care of her proud hair, reacted to the crush.

"I haven't seen Midea lately."

"Oh, don't you know?

"Huh? What?"

"She's been breaking dojos over there lately."

"Dojo...... torn?

What the hell is that?

No, wait, I have a fiercely bad feeling about this.

"At first I wasn't sure either. Because she said, 'Boom the name of Nanas'. Who's Nanas? and"

"Huh!

Let the name of Nanas... be lost.

"I've been figuring it out lately. Sounds like every time you break a dojo, you're touching around that your master is a person named Nanas. Thanks to this, Pindos, of course, seems to be spreading the name of Nanas to nearby cities."

"Yeah, yeah!?

"Nanas apprenticed by Kensei's granddaughter, if not a user beyond Kensei? It's a rumor."

"It's too much, Mideaaaaaaa!

I can't believe that was happening.

"It seems to have developed from there and also made Nanas VS Kensei lectures and plays these days. Good for you, celebrity."

"Oops..."

My sister, who knows Midea very well, seems to have a theory with Nanas-Me.

I can't believe this is what happens to a pen name I put on lightly.

I need to make Midea stop calling me a master when she gets back.

As long as you stop there, it shouldn't be a problem because no matter how famous Nanas gets, he won't connect with me.

"Yes, yes."

"Is there anything else, sister?"

"Not yet, but there's one general theory"

General theory?

"A smart person, or someone who can, gives a pseudonym with something that you can relate to somewhat. Because the public knows it, they want to guess who it is from a pseudonym."

……

"If that's the way it is, you'll get more praise than usual, fame will climb the eel."

"Ooh!

Oh, my God.

We should have at least made it a completely irrelevant name!