SWORD PRINCESS VS CITY GIRL
“Oh!”
“…Hmm?”
Aiz looked up at the familiar voice and noticed its bearer, a gray-haired girl, standing before her. It was just past noon, and Aiz had come to this area upon learning that a new Jyaga Maru Kun stall had been established there in order to check it out.
Tipping her head, she wondered why she recognized the gray-haired, gray-eyed girl…and then Aiz remembered. She was a waitress at a bar called The Benevolent Mistress, a place that Loki Familia had sometimes frequented in the past. Her name was Syr if Aiz recalled correctly. She was wearing a straw hat and pure white dress instead of her usual waitress outfit, which was why it had taken so long for Aiz to recognize her, and she carried a large wicker basket under one arm. Aiz wondered where she was going as the girl beamed a sunny smile to her regular customer.
“Good day, Sword Princess. Are you out for a stroll perhaps?”
“Um…Hi… I, uhh…Yeah.”
Aiz’s cheeks reddened a little as she realized she couldn’t bear to admit the true reason.
The two casually dressed young ladies exchanged a pleasant greeting…and then, all of a sudden, a glint sparked in Syr’s eye.
“Come to think of it,” she said, “I heard you made Mr. Bell Cranell lie in your lap, isn’t that right?”
“Hmm?!”
Aiz jolted. How on earth did she know about that? Had somebody been telling tales at the bar? As she struggled to piece together a response, Syr suddenly went red-faced, too.
“The truth is…” she said. “Bell actually had me do the same for him.”
“Hmm?!”
Aiz gave the same reaction for the second time in a row. What? Really? And…Bell “had” her do it? What did that mean? And as if that wasn’t enough, the tavern’s poster girl hugged her own arms bashfully.
“Oh, Mr. Bell…He was so…forceful. And passionate…!”
“Hmm?!?!”
Forceful?! Passionate?! Just lying in someone’s lap? Was that even possible?! How would that work?! Aiz’s mind reeled at the thought.
Of course, she couldn’t possibly have known about the artistic liberties Syr had taken. She just stood there in the street, her face rapidly cycling through all the colors of the rainbow.
“Hey! Something’s up with Sword Princess! She keeps turning red, then white, then red, and then white again!”
“Gulp…Did you see that? She talked War Princess into a corner!”
“Just what else are you capable of, Syr Flover…?”
Townsfolk, adventurers, and gods alike stopped in their tracks and watched the showdown between a first-tier adventurer and an ordinary city girl. They watched in utter shock and total horror, unable to breathe a word.
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