After eating at Hatta's house, he followed him to the house he rented out. During this period, it was probably because of A-Chan's shock before, Misaki Hatta didn't look at her, and didn't say a word to her. , just walk in front with a dull head.

A-chan didn't care either.He is not her little cabbage, so his likes and dislikes don't matter to her.She re-materialized Diarmuid so Hatta could communicate with them.

"...The person who rented with me before moved out. You can live in his house, but it will take a few days to clean it up. You can sleep in my room today, and I will sleep on the sofa. "

As soon as Hatta entered the door, he put his skateboard aside without looking back, introduced in a muffled voice, and walked towards the room full of sundries, guiding A-chan and Diarmuid to the location.

That was Fushimi Saruhiko's room when I lived with Fushimi before, but now, it has been idle for a long time.

Hatta unscrewed the door, and paused silently at the door for a moment.

When he gathered up his mood and turned around, he saw A-chan standing behind him at some point, and he was shocked: "Wow!!"

"Has anyone lived here before?" Ah Chan didn't feel sorry for scaring the other party at all, she tilted her head and asked curiously. "Hata-kun looks a little different when he looks at this house."

"No, nothing!" Hatta turned his head away, gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, anyway, I will clean this place up!"

"In that case, let's help too." A-chan rolled up her sleeves and said, "Diarmuid and Hatta-kun are responsible for carrying the sundries, and for me, I will be responsible for sweeping and wiping the floor."

She stretched out her hands to gather the long, smooth hair that was hanging behind her with both hands, but she looked around and couldn't find a rubber band that could be tied up.

"...The hair is too long, and it's a bit of a hindrance." The alien, who has always maintained the image of long hair fluttering, couldn't help muttering, "I really want to cut it short."

However, every bit of this body is the pinnacle of human aesthetics researched by the elders painstakingly. The so-called incarnation of beauty, the crystallization of painstaking efforts, must not be easily changed or destroyed.

And in order to maintain a beautiful and vulgar image, even if there are many inconveniences in daily life, it is a place that has to be endured.

It’s just that what A-chan said was very casual, but Hatta and Diarmuid subconsciously glanced at her long black hair as smooth as crow’s feathers. It exudes a soft luster like satin and looks as precious as silk .Thinking of what she said just now to cut it off, it would be as painful as tearing a piece of precious and unparalleled silk satin roughly.

But Hatta didn't express his position, and Ah-chan didn't ask Diarmuid for advice. Out of respect for women's nature, the handsome servant remained calm and silent.

They worked together all night, and finally tidied up the utility room to look like a bedroom.Looking at the not-so-spacious single bed, Hatta was silent for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "I said... that, Heroic Spirit, do you need to sleep?"

Diarmuid: "No need."

A-chan: "Need."

Hatta: "???"

Diarmuid also looked at his master in confusion, but Ah-chan explained quietly: "If the magic power is sufficient, the servant can exist without sleep. But..."

However, Ah-chan knows what her "magic power" is - that is her spiritual power, her soul, her life energy.

That was the power she used to drive this body. Occasionally, she would have some surplus to supply her followers, but just in case, it would be better to save a little.

If the heroic spirit goes dormant on its own, it will need much less magic power than the master has been supplying.For Diarmuid, he can sense that his master is full of magic power and energy, which is enough to maintain his power for a long time.But for Ah Chan——

The landlord's family has no surplus food! !

"Then..." Hatta frowned and said, "Diarmuid—"

And the follower noticed the master's thoughts, although he couldn't understand it, he said very well, "I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Hatta hesitated, "But..."

"Don't worry about it." Diarmuid smiled and said boldly: "When I was fighting, I often lived in grasslands, forests, and wilderness places. For me, the environment now is very comfortable. .”

"What's more, the enemy may attack at night, sleeping in the living room, and I happen to be convenient for night watch."

"If possible, I really hope they don't attack at night." A-chan puffed her mouth and complained childishly, "Then, I'm counting on you, Diarmuid."

"I will dedicate victory to you." The handsome young man bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows towards the girl, his brows and eyes were full of heroism, eager to fight and win. "Fight for you, Master."

His expression and words were so sincere and loyal that even Hatta was a little shocked as a bystander. In contrast, Ah-chan seemed very indifferent.She nodded, then turned and went back to the room.

As the night deepened, there was no movement in the house.Hatta was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

It was hard to say whether it was because a strange and powerful warrior slept on the sofa in the living room, or because there was an extra mysterious girl living under the same roof as him.

Speaking of which, that girl, when he thought she was the daughter of his stepfather's ex-wife, was troublesome enough, but now, she not only has nothing to do with their family, but may also bring danger.

Regarding her origin, although she asked a guy named Roman to explain a lot, Hatta still didn't fully understand-what is observing humans, what is taking back the future, what is Chaldea, what is the Holy Grail...

I don't understand it at all.

If the monkeys were there—

……

No, it doesn't make any sense to think about it now.

Maybe tomorrow, he should take Ah-chan to meet Brother Zun.

Brother Zun...

Thinking of his king, Hatta finally felt relieved.He showed a longing smile and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Ah-chan habitually woke up very early, and Diarmuid reacted very sharply. Almost as soon as Ah-chan opened the door, he had already opened his eyes, turned over from the sofa, and knelt on the bed. He walked in front of A-chan to greet her.

The quick reaction made the girl suspect that he might not have slept at all.

Ah-chan walked towards the kitchen, and greeted politely: "Did you sleep well? Diarmuid?"

The follower abided by the etiquette of the emperor and ministers, and said respectfully: "Very good."

"Then, do you want to help?" Ah-chan walked into the small kitchen with a smile, and then opened the refrigerator to take a look, "Oh, there is bread—then we can have toast and milk for breakfast."

The tall servant stood at the door of the kitchen, quietly waiting for the master's order, so A-chan turned her face, smiled at him and said, "Then, help me arrange the dishes and chopsticks on the table. Can you? Di Lu Mudo?"

Diarmuid bent over to salute, with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "I am very happy to serve you, my lady."

So when Hatta walked out of the room with messy hair and sleepy eyes, what he saw was a dignified and bright girl sitting at the dining table who had finished washing, tearing bread elegantly, eating in small bites, and occasionally sipping a sip of pure white milk reservedly.

And if the servants have enough magic power, they don't need to eat, but at this moment Diarmuid was also forced to put a plate of bread in front of Diarmuid, and he was eating it dumbfounded.

At his hand, there was another empty seat with the same food, obviously, it was for Hatta.

"Ah, you're awake." Ah-chan raised her head, she swallowed the food in her mouth, and then smiled brightly at Hatta, "Brother."

"Brother—ha!? Brother!?"

"Well, because your identity in this world is the younger sister of the Hatta family." A-chan explained, "Or, you don't like this title?"

The girl tilted her head with innocent eyes, but the words that popped out of her mouth became more and more shameful, "Brother Misaki? My lord brother? My lord Misaki brother?"

"Wow ah ah ah ah!!"

Early in the morning, the innocent boy flushed and fled into the bathroom in a panic, but A-chan unexpectedly got some kind of wonderful pleasure from this kind of thing, so she bent her eyes.

"Hatta-kun is so fun, isn't it? Diarmuid?"

Hearing this, Diarmuid showed a tolerant smile as if he was looking at a mischievous child. Fortunately, Ah Chan didn't have to get an answer.So soon, she skipped the topic and said, "Then, I'll leave you to wash the dishes later?"

The follower replied: "Yes."

By the time Hatta came out of the bathroom with the blush still not dissipating, Ah-chan and Diarmuid had already finished their breakfast.

Holding the pencil and draft paper she found at Hatta's house, the girl was sitting on the dining table, drawing to her servant—probably at her request, the handsome and unparalleled man was leaning half sideways at the moment, leaning against the window , with lowered eyebrows, let the sunlight outside the window cast a golden glow on his handsome features.

This is one of the skills that A-chan learned after being adopted in this world. When she has nothing to do, she often uses it to pass the time.

In addition to painting, she also learned the piano.Because the genius who made her marriage contract learned the violin, they often played together.

The family of magic who adopted her seems obsessed with making all their relationships connect.

Unfortunately at the end...

all destroyed.

Thinking of this, Ah Chan's mood became very bad.She managed to delineate the little cabbages with great difficulty, but they all died overnight. One can imagine how annoying this feeling of wasted effort is.

"Hey……"

At this moment, Hatta turned towards Diarmuid and said in a blunt tone: "Well, I want to take you to a place later, is that okay?"

When he spoke to Diarmuid in this tone, he was usually speaking to A-chan.So Ah-chan put down the pencil, turned her head, looked at him and asked, "Where is it?"

So, what is Barbara?

On the surface, it is a bar. In the dark, it is the gathering place of the Red Clan. However, any name seems to easily arouse the girl's vigilance and rejection, and how should he explain it? ?

So Hatta hesitated for a while and said, "You will know when you go!"

Anyway, there was nothing left and right, Ah-chan shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently: "It's fine. I'm fine."

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