Chevreuse's eyes widened upon noticing Julio, who stood up.
“Ara ara, aren’t you an outsider? Whose permission do you have to enter? Not to mention, bringing such a dragon too!”
Taking the hand of rattling Chevreuse, Julio bowed gracefully.
“…Eh?”
After taking her hand, he looked into Chevreuse's face. Such a handsome face made Chevreuse blush despite her age.
“I am sorry. However, I only came here to meet a friend…”
“A-ara, is that so? Who?
“Yes, Miss Vallière. I want to get permission from your beautiful self, to see her today.”
“Beautiful? What?”
“Yes. In my mother country, Romalia, there is an ancient painting of a holy woman. When you appeared, I mistook you for that holy woman in the painting.”
“Oh dear! Holy woman! That!”
Chevreuse shouted in a frolicking voice.
“May I enter the school?”
“This holy woman cannot possibly refuse priest-sama! P-please take this!”
Chevreuse smoothly wrote down on paper the entrance permission, and with a dreamy face, handed it to Julio.
“Thank you. Ah, if I may, can I ask you to take care of the dragon?”
“Y-yes! Please go!”
Chevreuse stood upright and gave an emphatic salute.
“Azuro! I’m going then.”
Barking, the wind dragon Azuro, nodded to his master.
Schoolgirls stared coldly at Chevreuse, who absent-mindedly watched the back of the leaving Julio.
“W-what are you looking at?!”
“Nothing… A teacher is still a woman, indeed.”
“D-don’t make fun of your teacher! Y-you! Stop sleeping forever on the ground! Quickly, remove yourself from the foot of priest-sama’s wind dragon!”
Blushing, Chevreuse shouted at Pelisson who was groaning from being stepped upon by the wind dragon.
-Knock knock knock- someone knocked against the door. Louise absent-mindedly opened her eyes.
“Who?”
She asked.
It was silent for a moment, then,
“It’s me. Me.”
Came the answer.
Hearing that voice, Louise instantly jumped up and ran. However… after some thought, she returned back and hid under the blanket.
Must be some kind of hallucination. Because of too much longing, she started hearing voices in her head.
“Please, open up. It’s me.”
The voice sounded again. Louise slowly stuck her head out of the blanket and watched the door.
“Are you the real thing?”
“And why would I be a fake? Hurry up and open it.”
Louise sprang to her feet. Like pink lightning she dashed to the door, dressed only in a thin nightdress, and hastily tore the door open.
The face that she saw many times in her dreams, now stood before her.
“Saito…”
Louise almost crumbled to the floor.
Smiling, Saito held Louise’s shoulders.
“Sorry for taking so long.”
“Id…”
“Id?”
“Idiot…”
Louise’s eyes were full of tears.
-sob- -sob- “I was worried so much… I was terribly worried if you were dead or not… waah, hic, waaah.”
Louise sobbed. Saito gently embraced her.
“Sorry… I’m really sorry. I desperately tried to escape, but finding a ship took time.”
Saito said in a very gentle voice.
“Why, why did you leave me and go alone?! Idiot. Idiotidiotidiot!”
Louise started hitting Saito’s chest with her small fists.
Interested, Saito proved.
“Well, I am not dead, right?”
“Such ingratitude towards me, abandoning me…”
“That’s not why.”
Saito said.
“Then why?”
Louise asked.
“Because I love you.”
Being told so straightforwardly, Louise’s cheeks blushed.
“D-don’t be silly. No matter what you say, love has nothing to do with it.”
“Your voice is trembling.”
“It’s not trembling.”
“You love me too, right?”
He said with great confidence. Louise sank her eyes down. Louise was weak against such straight words.
“Id-Idiot. Why would I be in love with you...”
“Your face gives it out, hey, it’s already red.”
“It’s not giving it out. It’s not red. I’m not in love.”
“You put such clothes on, wanting me to push you down, right? What. So shameless.”
Before noticing, she was wearing black-cat clothes again.
“N-not true. I am just playing familiar. And I am only wearing these black clothes because that wasted sword said so.”
He grasped her tightly and laid her down on the bed.
“…Ah”
Even though she was complaining, a hot moan escaped her mouth.
Saito brought his face closer. Though she resisted, she closed her eyes.
“Awah, awah, awah…” Louise haloed, while Saito kissed the scruff of her neck.
“Fuah, fuah, fuah…” noise escaped through closed lips.
Louise held Saito closer.
What great confidence this guy has.
Did I want him to embrace me tightly like that?
Lies. Lies.
However, my body is not listening at all.
Her arms wrapped tightly around him, clinging as if her life would depend on it, seemingly enjoying the feeling.
For a long time, Louise laid there with her face buried into Saito’s chest.
Then…
“Really, you made these black cat clothes for this?”
Casually, Saito, stripped off Louise’s black cat clothing. The part which covered her breasts.
“S… S!”
In an instant, Louise covered her breasts.
With a shocked face, she looked up at Saito. Usually, this is where the bickering, hitting, kicking and shouting would start, yet now a sweet voice escaped her mouth.
“S-stop…”
She muttered, averting her eyes from Saito.
“Show them.”
Saito blankly said such bold thing.
“S-stupid… that… not. No…”
“Why? Didn’t you change clothes back then without feeling shy at all?”
“B-because… because, you were a familiar during those days…”
“And still a familiar.”
“T-that’s right, but now it’s different.”
“How is it different?”
Uuh… Louise faltered.
“A-anyway, it’s no good now.”
“Why?”
“Because, well…”
“Tell me.”
Saito repeated words like a spell. Louise, like bewitched by it, honestly told what she was thinking.
“…small.”
“Slightly?”
“Small. Wanted.”
Louise said while blushing.
“I know.”
“…really just a tiny little bit. But not much. Well you see, only because Saito would not hate me.”
“I do not.”
“You do. I know. You always look at other girl’s breasts. The Princess, the maid, Jessica… when you compare theirs to mine…”
“When Louise shows them to me, I will not look at others.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
He said with passionate eyes. Louise’s arm lost its strength.
Louise said in an embarrassed voice.
“Just watch. Just watch, all right? You won’t do anything else, p-promise?
“Promise.”
Saito gripped Louise’s hand and slowly lifted it up. Louise feeling so embarrassed that she could die, squeezed her eyes shut.
It felt as if eternity passed.
“…h-how are they? Small? Right? Average?
Louise demanded for his impression.
However, there was no answer.
“S-say something. Hey.”
She continued to urge him, yet there is still no answer.
Because Saito didn’t say anything, Louise became insecure.