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The Doll and The Prince - v2 Chapter 8
🕑 Added 2023-11-17 05:44:34 +0000 UTCHiiro (10)
Hitachimaru returned with Ikumatsu.
"What did you teach Naru about marriage?"
"I taught him about the promise to live together with the person you love the most.”
"............ It’s correct."
After thinking for a moment, Hitachimaru muttered.
"That's correct. Naru's favorite person is Master Hiiro, and he has no intention of parting from him in the future."
"What happened?"
Tiredly, Ikumatsu asked. He probably hadn't slept well due to the approaching medical licensing exam.
"Naru said he wants to marry Master Hiiro.”
"... Haha… When I explained, he seemed entranced. Happily."
Looking at Naru, even now, he was in the extreme happiness zone, with candy.
With an absent-minded face, he was focused on the candy in his mouth.
As drool spilled from the corner of his mouth, he tried to turn his face away, but his right hand is still holding onto my clothes.
"Isn't it okay? If Master Hiiro is okay with it."
"It's not okay. Explain it properly."
"I leave it to you. I've taught what I think about marriage. If you disagree, please correct it, Lord Hitachimaru.”
With a yawn, Ikumatsu tried to leave.
" Ikumatsu, make sure to eat properly. It's not a laughing matter for a doctor to fall ill."
"I guess I'll go to bed for now."
While still holding Naru, I stood up, and took a jelly drink from the refrigerator.
"At least, have this in your stomach."
"I appreciate it."
Finally noticing Ikumatsu approaching, Naru turned his head away from the jelly drink with a displeased expression.
"Do you dislike this? Is it also available in the Empire?"
"It’s in the shape of the military's portable rations."
Sai's voice sounded.
"Did he remember something unpleasant?"
"That might be the case, but it simply tastes bad. Since he has been on the battlefield for a long time, he must have been eating this a lot, right?"
No wonder he enjoyed the tasteless rice gruel.
Right now, he was full of happiness with candy.
"Naru, how many years have you been on the battlefield?"
Suddenly curious, I asked. The hand that had been clinging loosened, and three fingers were raised. Somewhat proudly, Naru laughed.
Could it be... three years?!
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