Laura suddenly put on a pretended sad expression and raised her back to wipe away the tears that didn''t exist at all.


    "Not only do you not have the awareness of being a prisoner, but you are even so aggressive to your life-savior?"


    I was immediately amazed and laughed.


    "Hey, you''re malicious and cute!"


    "Huh? You probably aren''t a Japanese, right? You actually know those home-based terms?"


    "…I wonder even more why the dignified ''Supreme Bishop'' also understands these things."


    "That''s because of my subordinates..."


    Laura smiled with her hands.


    "Ah, just right, let''s talk in Japanese!"


    I decisively rejected this request.


    "No, your Japanese language has been ruined by Torimonicun Motoharu (Note 1)."


    "Hey? That''s not the kind of thing..."


    Ignoring my words at all, Laura changed to Japanese and fortunately I had an invincible translation mechanism.


    Suddenly, Laura paused as if she was stuck and frowned slightly.


    "Really, you have led the topic wrongly!"


    "Ha? My fault?"


    Rather than continue arguing with me, Laura frowned further.


    "Wait, you actually know Tuyumen... So that''s it, you are a future person, right?"


    "…It''s so jumping! How did you come to such a strange conclusion, hey?!"


    "Um..."


    Laura raised her hand and stroked her forehead in distress, and sighed lightly.


    "Why is it so unsuccessful for yours?"


    "That''s the line here! Huh... It seems that Tuyumen teaches you Japanese, but it''s not without benefits. At least you can cause others to complain at any time."


    "What? Desire... Hope?!"


    Laura''s face changed, as if she had been walking for three or four seconds. As a result, she only heard the last few words, and couldn''t help but cross her arms tightly and retreated with her chest.


    "You, you rude! Sure enough, are you still coveting my virginity?!"


    "…I''m sorry, I can''t complain."


    "Well...even if... it''s... because..."


    Laura ignored my complaints again and murmured to herself a few steps away from me. Even with my keen hearing, I could only hear a few fragmented words. After all, I don’t know how to read my mind, and I will definitely not hear what others have not said.


    The Supreme Bishop''s face turned red and white several times, and finally he looked like he "courage" and walked back to the edge of the bed.