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Chapter 100 of 100

Chapter 100

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Finally, it's episode 100! I feel my excitement rising somehow!

After thoroughly touring the town of Kicca, we ended up staying at a high-end inn that Tori had arranged for us.

"Finally, a real bed...!"

After the attendant who showed us to our room left, I dove onto the fluffy bed.

The bed creaked under my weight, pushing back against my body.

I bounced on the bed, savoring the unique elasticity and the softness of the bedding.

This high-end inn, favored by nobles and merchants, was indeed impressive. Not only was the room spacious and had a calming atmosphere, but the bed was also large.

It was wide enough for two adults to sleep together comfortably. There were even two such beds.

If connected, they would form an even larger bed.

With that wonderful idea in mind, I used my non-magical psychic power to pull the unused bed over.

And connected them. The bed, which was already spacious, became even wider.

I rolled around on the bed to test the space.

The feeling of the bedding enveloping my body as I sank into it was pleasant.

When I lay face down, a comfortable floral scent filled my nose, along with a faint hint of the sun.

Just smelling this scent seemed to heal the fatigue of the journey.

Since leaving the village of Coirat, I had been sleeping in makeshift tents or wrapped in blankets. I couldn't say I had been getting enough rest.

While I can sleep anywhere, the best is still a bed with soft bedding. It's reassuring to be indoors, and there are no bugs.

Even in uncomfortable places, I always try to enjoy my sleep to the fullest. However, my body being that of a child, I sometimes woke up with aches and pains.

But with this bed, I should be able to sleep soundly tonight. I won't have to groan about a sore back or a sore waist when I wake up.

I rolled over from my face-down position to lie on my side.

Looking out the large window, the sun had already set, and the sky was turning dark.

The buildings were gradually lighting up with the glow of magical devices.

It was fun to watch the lights come on, one by one.

While lying on the bed and gazing at the night view, I heard noisy voices from the hallway.

"Alright! I'm taking the bed at the back!"

"Huh? Don't be ridiculous, Arvain. You have a bad sleeping posture and always need to go to the bathroom, so you should take the one near the entrance."

"Hey, that's not fair! You made me sleep near the entrance last time too. This time, I want the one at the back!"

It seems Arvain and Molt are arguing over which bed to use.

Even in another world, people argue over bed positions. It feels like a school trip, which is kind of fun.

But I don't want to sleep with those rough guys.

"Then I'll take the middle bed."

"Wait! Rumba, please take the one at the back!"

"Okay?"

Rumba's snoring is terrible. They probably want to keep him as far away as possible.

So, the remaining two will likely fight over the entrance to escape Rumba's snoring.

"I'll take the bed near the entrance. I have a bad sleeping posture, and it's close to the bathroom."

"No, no, Arvain had the entrance last time. This time, Arvain should take the middle. You wanted the back, right?"

"Hey, that's not what you said earlier...!"

"You, too, wanted the back...!"

...Sigh, what an ugly argument.

I sighed, anticipating the argument would intensify.

By the way, the women are on the upper floor, probably changing into pajamas and having a lively conversation.

While hearing the ugly shouting, I imagined the garden on the upper floor, but suddenly the hallway became quiet.

Oh, did it end already? I thought it would escalate into a drinking contest or a pillow fight to settle the dispute.

There was no sound from the hallway. Even if they had negotiated, they would have made some noise.

...Strange. It's like the calm before the storm. However, my sixth sense, honed from battles with Elinora, was warning me.

Following my sixth sense, I immediately jumped out of bed and pressed my ear to the door.

"...Alvrite's room should have two large beds. If we connect them, we can both fit comfortably."

"Right. Alvrite is a child, so he's small. There should be plenty of space even if we join him... But, can we really share a room with a noble?"

"Alvrite is not like the unpleasant nobles you usually encounter. He is generous. We should be fine."

"Got it. If we just barge into the room, he'll probably let us stay and sleep."

With that whisper, the sound of clothing rustling could be heard.

That guy is trying to invade my sacred space.

Moreover, he's trying to use my kindness to sneak into the bed.

I need to avoid this peacefully. I can't let them into my room.

I immediately made that decision, stepped away from the door, and locked it.

The sound of the lock clicking echoed down the hallway.

"Ah!"

Then I immediately turned off the magical lighting and dove back into bed, hearing Arvain and Molt's shocked voices.

Then, the sound of them running down the hallway.

"Hey! Alvrite, are you awake? Come on!"

"Hey, I have a fun game. You'll like it, Alvrite!"

"Open this door, will you?"

They were banging on the door, desperate to secure a good night's sleep.

Of course, their true intentions were obvious, so there was no need to indulge them. I decided to pretend to be asleep. I want a good night's sleep too.

"Hey! I know you're still awake! You have a good sense of things!"

"You locked the door and turned off the lights in less than ten seconds! You fall asleep too quickly!"

I'm a child. I fall asleep quickly. I've always been a good sleeper.

I closed my eyes and lay in bed for a while.

"Sir, please be quiet. You are disturbing other guests."

"Sorry."

The noisy voices in the hallway were naturally reprimanded by the hotel staff.

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The next morning.

After having breakfast at the hotel, we set out from the town of Kicca, heading for the port town of Esport in the Aldonia Kingdom.

Goodbye to the comfortable bed. For the next four days, I'll be sleeping in blankets or makeshift tents again. Then, a week-long sea journey... It's a significant challenge, even if it's for Japanese cuisine.

While thinking about this, I climbed onto the roof of the carriage for a change of scenery, and found Arvain and Molt already there.

"You both look terrible. Did you sleep well last night?"

"...You, you were awake last night, weren't you?"

I casually asked, and Arvain turned his pale face towards me.

He looked even older than usual.

Molt also had a similar expression, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

It was obvious they hadn't slept well.

"After that, when we returned to our room, Rumba had connected the beds and taken the middle."

Probably, Rumba, who had been left out, had the idea that connecting the beds would make a larger one.

"His snoring was loud, and he kept rolling over and clinging to us. I couldn't sleep at all..."

Molt muttered, his eyes distant.

I could easily imagine Rumba's large body rolling over and his arms and legs tangling around them.

If he had rolled over and landed on them, it would have been difficult to disentangle him.

"So, you three slept in a row...?"

"...Yeah."

They answered with lifeless voices.

The wind blew on the roof, and a tear rolled down Arvain's eye.

Is this about forty thousand words?

I wrote quite a bit. I want to include a short story about the third princess, Leila, but where should I put it?

Anyway, thank you for everything so far, and I look forward to continuing!