# 70
Deyarin confirmed the maid's shy features, who retreated a little, and increased her insistence.
“Ah, really. The palace maid is nothing special. Meat.”
“Ah, yes, meat...”
“Is there anything else for the patient other than meat? He must eat well to recover quickly.”
“I apologize, I will bring it right away.”
"quickly."
“Yes, yes.”
The discount is strong!
After realizing the situation, the maid bowed politely.
I have to wake up the sleeping cook now, even if I have to hit him.
The idea of gathering any information about these two people has long since passed.
Palace maids often act as spies. Nobles pay maids to find out each other's weaknesses, and the maids gather information as they go about their work.
New arrivals to the palace do not realize this, and often speak to the maids in great detail, complaining or relying on them.
But these were definitely new arrivals yesterday, but they were not ordinary.
I don't know what they do, but they are definitely terrifying people.
“Okay, I'll go prepare again.”
“If you have any other questions or requests, please feel free to ask!”
"Yes."
"Yes!"
“I just want tea and a piece of cake.”
"…Yes."
That arrogance was extraordinary.
The maid bowed deeply and stepped out of the room.
After making sure that the door was completely closed, Deyarin let out a deep breath.
“Foo…”
Being annoying was easier than I expected.
She discovered that she was unexpectedly talented at acting this way.
Dearyn looked proudly at Sirius.
“Did you see?”
"I saw."
“How was it?”
Sirius nodded cautiously as if he were refereeing a match.
“Dyaren wins.”
“You don't need to take out your gun to win.”
“I learned a big lesson.”
“You don't have to do as I do, but just pointing at your opponent like you know what he's thinking can make you win.”
This is elegant martial art for adults!
Deyarin raised her shoulders excitedly.
“Dyaren was extremely happy.”
"…Yes…?"
“I want to show off.”
“….”
Dearyn's smile faded from her lips.
Oh, I have to teach him when to do it...
In this way, he will become a “random verbal attack machine” that does not differentiate between time, place, and people.
…There was no difference between them and the Eighth Division.
Sorry, you can't do that. Sir.
I didn't know that Sirius had a talent not only for physical fighting, but also for fighting with words.
"Sirius, you shouldn't act like this to anyone at any time. You should only act like this to your attacker first."
“What does it mean to assault?”
She felt like she was manipulating him.
But Dayarin quickly regained her focus.
Teaching a young dog to squirm with his body will be much easier than calming him down with words.
“Talking won't be a problem!”
One of the essentials of being a priest was to include mentoring as well.
Sorry, but the ultimate goal is to present the Governor's words convincingly to open customers' pockets.
…No, rather the priest must convey the ruler’s words to the simplest people.
Therefore, it was necessary not to limit ourselves to repeating difficult words as they were in the temple.
She had to be able to explain things in a simple way that even those who couldn't write their names could understand.
This was optimal for Sirius.
After her first victory, Deyarin's self-confidence increased.
“Okay, let's start when people start waking up and talking.”
“I see...they're awake.”
"What? Are they awake already?"
It was a short while while the maid went to re-prepare the food and still did not return.
I didn't think people would wake up so quickly.
“What do you hear?”
“They talk.”
“What are they saying?”
“‘Why have you been doing this since the morning, you pervert?’, ‘Didn’t you know? Isn’t that what you like best?’, ‘And yet, next to you…’, ‘Isn’t it more exciting?’”
"Ah! Those really are perverts!"
Sirius's voice was like a priest reading in a temple during morning prayer time, respectful and unsentimental.
How could he recite the conversations of these deviants in his voice?
I felt sorry for his voice.
Deyarin felt sorry even for her own ears that were listening.
She took a deep breath to organize her thoughts.
'At least, I knew right away what was going on in that conversation.'
However, Sirius was looking at her innocently, completely unaware of what was being said.
His reaction was in complete contrast to Dayaren's desire to scream and plug her ears as soon as she heard this.
“What does pervert mean?”
That's how it was.
He didn't know the meaning of the word, so he didn't react, while Dearyn was deliberately ignoring it.
People knew the difference between not interacting because they didn't know and not interacting because they ignored the topic.
Their little dog should never have been known to look foolish and blank-minded.
If she knew, Ceres' standing would sink to the bottom.
'I can't stand it!'
Deyarin resolved herself.
If she doesn't want to appear empty, she needs to fill her void.
Whether it's sex or harassment, knowledge is power.
'Sex is not something you should be ashamed of!'
Sirius wasn't ashamed at all.
Even if he received good sex education, he wouldn't seem to be ashamed of it.
Deyarin was the only one who felt ashamed.
...as it always has been.
“If I'm going to take the shame, I'll be responsible for it!”
Dayarin returned to reality and decided on her position.
Shyness may be more than knowing a lot of things.
“Let's start teaching.”
Dearyn announced as she clasped her hands resolutely as if preparing herself.
From now on, you won't be surprised or embarrassed no matter what you hear.
It didn't matter, even if they were words that belonged to perverted nobles, what use would they have?
The priest is also a human being.
Although she has no experience in love, she has an excellent understanding of theories.
Sorry, but it was thanks to the most corrupt and vulgar priests in the world who talked nonstop, even if they didn't want to.
'Did you hear the news? It seems that that priest has decided to return to normal life.'
'Ah, it seems that the man's bosom was warmer than the ruler's bosom, right?'
'Isn't that guy probably particularly hot? The priest who shared the same dorm claimed they heard screams all night. How hot it was!'
‘Haha… Was it so bad that he couldn’t stand the sound? I wonder if he got burned.'
'Hm, hmm! There's someone coming from behind us. Oh, he looks like he has severe burns. There is no need to ask about the location of the burns, his gait suggests so...'
‘Hahaha…’
'Ah, hot! Oh, I mean soup.'
Hema: Here are the words of the priest that Deyarin said was corrupt
Everyone was speaking in a sacred language even though they were consuming inappropriate content.
As for Deyarin, she was more preoccupied with money and success, so all she did was laugh and move on, but she knew that in the end, all the information she heard would benefit her.
“He says, ‘I want to try Mode XX this time.’ What is Mode XX?”
Hema: Here the XX will pass by because they are hidden words from the writer himself
“...what?”
But after a short time, Deyarin became painfully aware of the limits of her knowledge.
The world was as wide as the ruler's bosom, and the ruler contained strange types of deviants.
That's why they call him a ruler.
There was a bunch of perverted talk that would have made Dyaren feel like she wanted to get rid of her even if she was a ruler.
“...Wait a minute. I need some time to collect my thoughts.”
“I see. But they also say ‘XXX does XX.’ What do XXX and XX mean? XXX seems to refer to a body part, and XX stands for an action.”
“...That's right...”
Instead of screaming, Deyarin grabbed strands of her hair.
If this continues, I will demand compensation for hair loss.
The priests' obscene words could be heard with laughter and transgression, but seeing those words flowing from the mouth of her innocent little dog was more than she could bear.
'Why do they only say things like that!'
Even though I decided to include sex education, I had no idea it would just be sex education.
How do they live day and night doing nothing but this and that!
'I want to purify them with the fire of the ruler.'
If we burned them all and got rid of them from the world, wouldn't our dog say something like that?
Since they're not the type to think they'll die from cleaning with water, let's cleanse them with fire, shall we?
He didn't even look like a human.
Overpowered by evil, Dyarin barely retreated by devising a cunning plan.
“The XXX is... as you imagined, refers to a body part. It refers to...”
But she did not stop teaching.
What bothered her more than the collapse of her mind was that Sirius looked at her with a laughing look because he did not know such words.
“I understand.”
“But you should never say such words, understand? It's like taking a bite of poisoned food while the other says 'Ha, try it too.'”
“Ah.”
Deyarin succeeded in communicating her information in a way that befits Sirius' level.
Although he started out with slight confusion, he showed no objection when she linked the explanation to combat situations and the possibility of death, and Sirius understood easily.
“They say, ‘Did he kiss that woman on the nose?’”
“…oh.”
Finally, it wasn't a physical fight on the bed, but an emotional one.
Dearyn was a little relieved.
If at the end of this emotional struggle he asks her “So, he was wrong, right?”, “Should I break up?”, “What should I do?”, she finds that the most fun in the world.
The story was as sweet as a piece of chocolate found between slices of bread.
The essence of the dispute was:
'Even though the atmosphere of the party was strange that day, how could he kiss another woman in front of me?'
‘The atmosphere gave the impression that everyone was doing it. Even married people have kissed other people in front of their spouses, so why are you being so sensitive?'
As she listened quietly, Sirius asked a surprising question.
“What is a qibla?”
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