[Goodnight, Mr. Wolf] Chapter 18
Don’t Do It, Mr. Wolf 4
Lars, who was on the trip as a member of the mission, spent the whole week working on paperwork after returning to the castle. Originally, he’s not good at heading to a desk. The unsubmitted reports, which are on his other hand, make big progress with the reports piled up on the desk.
The trip with the little cute princess of the neighboring country went smoothly despite some troubles at the beginning. Just one day behind schedule, we were able to return to the Imperial City’s Castle.
That is probably because of Aria's quick recovery. No, it should be said that she behaved like she has already recovered. Suddenly something like that happened and the little girl couldn't care. Lars had no idea what she had in her breasts, contrary to appearance, had in her chest.
It is unfortunate that the aphrodisiac effect contained in the werewolf's body fluids worked very well on the human race, Aria. Otherwise, he didn't think she could have accepted Siegfried with that small body and survived.
Throwing the pen he had in his right hand on the desk, he grabbed his fist. What he couldn't rush to before it was too late was Lars' blunder. At that time Lars could only stand in front of the door where the screaming voice was leaking. he didn't know why he volunteered to go with her.
He gave up filling in documents and raised his waist attached to the chair. He turned to the garden to breathe in a little air.
Before, he would have definitely gone to the military training ground. He went to the garden because he thought he would be healed there.
Aria, who has regained energy in the corner of the garden where flowers have begun to bloom due to the arrival of spring, is running left and right. At the tea table in the shade of a tree, a customer---Siegfried looked happily at Aria.
"What are you doing today?"
"Yes. It seems to be a survey of plants. It seems that I have found a picture book in the library."
"You’re enthusiastic about studying."
As you can see, there are many thick books on the small round table. Lars is the only kind of book that makes you look up when you look at it.
"It's tiny, but it's solid as it is ... Aria! Don't go too far!"
"I know! When I leave, I'll properly spinach!"
Aria who was prowling near the castle wall returned a lively voice. Siegfried was smiling when he was absorbed, regardless of the fact that her skirt was curled up.
"Well, there are a lot of dangerous places."
"It's the type that you can't see around when you get hooked."
"Oh, that's right. It's tough if Aria accidentally goes outside. I have to hurry up the broken wall."
"I agree."
I didn't say it was exaggerated---because Aria was missing several times over the past week. Although she has been found in the castle for now, it would be difficult if she could get down to the castle by mistake. No one is truly gentle in the castle. Rather, there are many people who have a strong temper and who fight quickly.
Lars was distracted for a moment as to how far the restoration plan of the castle wall had progressed. The screams that came from a little distance made him raise his face. It was quicker for Siegfried to start to move than Lars. He cut through the hedges and quickly reached the source of her voice.
"Aria ...!"
"Sieg! Look! There are so many fluffy rabbits ...!"
A large, heavy, furry body is lifted by both arms, and Aria is cheering with a smile. Her arms are quivering because the rabbit's body is too heavy to lift with Aria's thin arms.
"Aria, that’s dangerous."
"But."
"The rabbit seems to suffer too."
According to Siegfried's words, Aria takes her hand off the rabbit. As if it was at ease, the rabbit stood on the ground and stayed at her feet. She was saying that she could not help it.
"Sieg, look, it's warm! Warm and fluffy..."
Despite the dirt on her skirt, Aria kneels on the ground. When she wondered what to do, she just closed her eyes because her face rushed into the hair covering the hips of the rabbit. They didn't think it would be the action of a princess in one country. Next to Lars, Siegfried was grinning and laughing.
"I can make woolen yarn from this rabbit."
"Wool?"
"It's about time to cut, so I've come down from the mountain."
"Are you usually in the mountains?"
"Yeah. But they can't cut their own hair, so they come down to the public like this before it gets hot. Is it symbiosis? It seems they've been going on for hundreds of years."
"You're smart."
"Aria, your face is covered in fur."
"Wash later."
Siegfried carefully removes the fur of the rabbit stuck to Aria’s face who is crazy about playing around with the rabbit. Lars had a natural smile in the gentle spring afternoon.
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Lars visited Siegfried's bedroom while the castle was sleeping quietly, and stared at the melancholic side profile illuminated by the lamp. He laughs happily when he's with Aria, but when he returns to his room, he still has a difficult face. No, he feels that he has more and more rigid and stiffer faces than before.
"Is there something you’re worry about?"
He poured water from a jug into an empty glass and place it on the table. Siegfried's fingertip, which had a cheek stick to hide his mouth with his right hand, slowly traced the edge of the glass.
"Aria is cute."
The name spilled from his mouth made Lars smile. Not only Siegfried, most of the people in the castle favor the little princess from the other country.
"Your Majesty also seems to like Aria-sama. You seemed to be promised to see the cherry blossoms together, and Aria-sama talked happily."
"So……"
"Siegfried?"
Although it should be a fun topic, the expression of Siegfried is dimly covered. The surface of the glass touched by his fingertip was shaking slightly.
"... Aria is cute."
The same words as before are spun in a completely different way. The light of the lamp reflected in the eyes of gold shook suspiciously.
"Cute, cute ..."
Whispering ecstatic voice, like squeezing out.
"I'm about to inadvertently eat away."
A sharp, pointed fang was peeking through the gap in his right hand that covered his mouth.
"Siegfried ...!"
"I understand! But I can't control it! You don't understand this impulse!?"
The voice of impatience and disgust violently blamed himself. He pressed his forehead against his crossed hands and cursed the appearance of the beast with bare fangs.
"Why am I like this. I didn't want to be like this. I didn't want to be born like this ...!"
Not sure how to speak out, Lars just stands there. Siegfried just lamented his helplessness, but he couldn't do anything else.
"Ordinary is fine. Ordinarily, laugh, next to that child ... that's all."
If you can't do that, you will hear a scream without voice.
"Looking back, I shouldn't have been born ...!"
Siegfried is always worried about something when he swallows a furious cry. From the day he realized his destiny, he continue to vomit curse words to himself. As if it were said that he would only be saved by doing so.
Tl: Siegfried surely also has his troubles. Sigh.
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