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    Choaaaak───!!!

    Thick raindrops hit my skin roughly.

    In an instant, the rain poured down like a bucket overturned, and in a matter of seconds, I was left looking like a drowning rat.

    Heavy rain that makes it difficult to open your eyes properly.

    Still, Rohan and Ichinose did not move from their seats.

    Because even if you move hastily to avoid the rain, there is no way to go.

    “This will make the movement slower.”

    “···.”

    This weather affects not only Rohan but also Ichinose.

    Even if you don’t rely on sight, this kind of weather can be confusing to your other senses.

    Not good.

    “Let’s keep moving for now.”

    Rohan left a rough mark on the tree with his sword and continued on his way.

    Ichinose nodded and followed.

    ‘···It’s refreshing.’

    The rainwater that seeped between the girl’s lips slightly quenched her thirst.

    My hair and clothes were damp and clammy, but ironically, I felt lighter than before after drinking some water.

    It was the first time I felt good in the rain.

    Clap! Clap! Clap!

    As I was walking through a dark forest, my steps turned to mud.

    A place appeared where huge rocks were interlocked and formed a roof.

    As you go down, you avoid the raindrops.

    It may not be enough to call it a cave, but it’s still something to be thankful for. The two of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

    “Hoo!”

    “Sigh···.”

    We looked at each other and smiled.

    The situation was so absurd and the sight of him getting soaked was hilarious.

    “The wind is somehow avoided. It’s not bad for a place I found by chance.”

    “This should be enough to use as a base.”

    While Ichinose took out his sword and shook off the moisture.

    Rohan took off the jacket he was wearing, squeezed out all the water, and spread it on the floor.

    “Sit here.”

    “···How can you sit on someone else’s clothes? I’ll take mine, so put them on quickly.”

    When Ichinose tried to take off his top, Rohan quickly stopped him.

    “Ichinose’s clothes are not even half my size.”

    “This is enough for me to sit down.”

    “Okay. Take off your shoes and socks. Wash them in the rain and come back.”

    “Yes?”

    Rohan’s request followed by his harsh words.

    It was a time when the topic of whose clothes one was sitting on could not be brought up again.

    “It’s a mess of mud, so it’s better to wash it once and dry it. I don’t want to see sand grains rolling around inside my shoes tomorrow.”

    “I’ll do that myself. I’m an equal cadet, not here to be protected.”

    Rohan snickered as he watched Ichinose lower her voice, perhaps because she was offended.

    It seems that he has a clear idea that his identity is unmanned.

    “No, I’m not saying that I should protect or support my subject. I’m saying that we should divide up the work efficiently.”

    Rohan used his magic to make a small flame appear at the tip of his finger.

    This application became possible with the creation of the unique fire attribute skill, the Heavenly Sacred Sword.

    “Can you light a fire while I’m out? If you haven’t done it before, I’ll do it.”

    “You can do it. It’s just a fire… Can’t you just keep adding things to use as firewood? And fan it too.”

    The space made of rocks was deeper and wider than I thought.

    In the sheltered areas, where there was shelter from the wind, there were dry grass, branches, and old animal hair-like kindling scattered here and there.

    “That’s not wrong. But lighting a fire is harder than you think?”

    “···.”

    Ichinose opened her eyes, feeling something mysterious.

    Rohan’s voice and expression were neither dismissive nor warning.

    “I was going to keep the fire going, but I also have to take care of the hornbird. I also have to make a device to collect rainwater.”

    It was different from people who unconsciously put contempt in their words and gaze.

    It’s not like I’m laughing at or ignoring the complexes I have about my short stature and femininity.

    I should say that it reminds me of a father who goes camping with his doting daughter.

    It is filled with such compassion that it makes you wonder.

    “First, take off your socks and shoes. Quickly.”

    “Hey, don’t rush me… Just turn around for a moment.”

    Rohan kept his smile on and placed his longsword against the rough wall.

    I took the standard dagger I had brought as an extra.

    Ichinose checked on Rohan several times, who was looking straight ahead and gathering materials to use as firewood.

    I took off my muddy shoes and soaking wet socks, keeping my butt on the floor.

    White and tiny feet, even when wet.

    The girl kept wiggling her toes, feeling as if it was not a part she should show to the opposite sex.

    “Ahem···! Here it is.”

    “Then, you’re just going to create a spark and leave?”

    “Okay.”

    Skillful hand movements that leave no room for Ichinose to intervene even if she tries to help.

    No matter what I tried, people around me just kept making excuses.

    Rohan, who had gathered the kindling without saying much and laid the foundation, tucked his shoes and socks, which were covered in mud, under his arm.

    He walked outside, holding the hornbill and dagger in his hand.

    He sang a song saying he wanted to wash away the blood, and he looked excited at the good opportunity.

    Rohan, who was walking briskly to the entrance, added a word as if something had just occurred to him.

    “Even if your clothes get wrinkled, it’s a good idea to wring out the water. Are you going to catch a cold if you rely solely on magic?”

    The sound of footsteps receding.

    Ichinose stood up silently from her seat, watching the sparks.

    ‘Surely… I have to wring out my clothes once to maintain my body temperature…’

    I move away from the spark Rohan created and grab the hem of my skirt and squeeze it. Water flows out.

    And then I realized.

    A picture that can only be seen with the naked eye.

    ‘It’s a white shirt, so underwear···.’

    Even though he’s wearing a T-shirt inside, his outline is faintly visible.

    A picture that would be visible enough to those with magical powers, even in the dark.

    Has Rohan ever looked like this before?

    “···.”

    The hands that were unbuttoning my shirt were shaking.

    Is that why you cut me off earlier and told me not to take it off?

    Knock! Knock!

    He continues his thoughts and unbuttons his shirt.

    Ichinose felt embarrassed, but couldn’t shake off her tension.

    Wearing underwear outside? There are degrees of derailment.

    “Wheww···.”

    Still, the visibility index.

    I breathe out the rising heat and come to my senses.

    ‘I have to pretend like nothing happened…’

    Before being a woman, she is the proud successor of Cheonwicheon and a warrior.

    Would you cower in battle because your clothes are torn? That is an act that hastens death.

    ‘Let’s go calmly.’

    You need to calm your mind.

    If you make a fuss while making tea, both you and Rohan will be uncomfortable.

    *****

    “After.”

    Rohan was busy moving around in the rain.

    Keep your shoes and socks as clean as possible and store them in a place where they won’t get wet.

    We even lightly cut the sturdy leaves reminiscent of banana leaves and prepared them to catch rainwater.

    Now take up the dagger. Dismantle the hornbird.

    Cut into large pieces and wash. There is quite a lot.

    ‘I don’t know what it tastes like.’

    He’ll eat anything as long as it fills his stomach.

    But for Ichinose to eat it, it has to taste familiar, like chicken or turkey.

    A huge leaf filled with cut hornbeams.

    Rohan, holding Ichinose’s socks and shoes in one hand, called out from the entrance.

    “Ichinose. Can I come in?”

    ─ Well… Come first!

    A voice that seemed urgent, yet agreeable.

    Only after going inside did Rohan realize why.

    “!”

    A bonfire appeared to have died down after being ignited by a large amount of firewood being carelessly shoved into it.

    Only ash-gray smoke rises faintly.

    “This, this··· So···.”

    Ichinose, who had been lying down and lighting a bonfire, raised her head.

    Golden eyes that sparkle with guilt. Dried, cute toes.

    Rohan couldn’t help but laugh out loud at Ichinose’s appearance.

    ··

    ··

    The bonfire came to life through Rohan’s touch.

    And the cooking followed immediately.

    Using the longsword as a skewer, insert chunks of horned bird meat into it.

    Cooking using a hot knife and a campfire.

    Ichinose, who had quenched his thirst with the water Rohan had brought, could not take his eyes off the piece of meat that was being cooked golden brown.

    The girl’s gaze contained hesitation about eating the monster.

    The neck swallowed the saliva and stimulated Rohan’s laughter endlessly.

    Ichinose himself is the only one who doesn’t recognize it properly.

    Time passed without Ichinose’s concentration being broken.

    Rohan cut open the inside with his dagger and checked the perfectly cooked meat.

    He cuts off the leg of the horned bird with his dagger, places it on a leaf, and places it in front of Ichinose.

    First, take a bite and claim to be Lady Gimi.

    “It’s not as good as chicken, but it’s okay. Try it.”

    “Okay, I’ll eat well.”

    The girl hesitates while holding the meat, then slowly puts it in her mouth.

    Wriggling like a hamster with a small mouth.

    After chewing it a few times, he blinks to find that it is surprisingly okay. He moves his mouth again and swallows it.

    “Is it edible?”

    “···.”

    Was I embarrassed by my hesitant hand movements at first?

    Ichinose nodded timidly with a red face.

    “Eat a lot. Even if it’s just meat, hunger is a side dish.”

    “That makes perfect sense.”

    Ichinose expressed her gratitude to Rohan and sat down with him to fill her stomach.

    It was a time when I realized how precious the things I took for granted were and how terrifying hunger and thirst were.

    ‘It really doesn’t rest.’

    This is Ichinose’s review.

    Rohan was diligent. He kept working without taking a single break.

    I wanted to do something myself, but I didn’t know what to do.

    Because it was not easy to make a decision, Ichinose began to clean the moisture and oil on Rohan’s longsword.

    After finishing the grooming, I called Rohan, who was still doing something.

    “Rohan.”

    “Huh?”

    The way he looked back at his name made him look like a large dog.

    Ichinose smiled faintly and moved her hips to the side, tapping the top of her clothes.

    “Sit here.”

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