Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

Ars suddenly realized this.

Christina has the same problem; she can't fall asleep whenever she goes out and prefers to sleep in her own little bed.

Oh, Liz has one too.

Having understood this, Ars stopped pressuring Liz.

"If you don't like it, then forget it," Jars said.

Liz opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

dislike?

How could I not like it?

After spending these past few days together, she had already made up her mind about her feelings.

I do like Jars.

Perhaps Ars also likes himself.

But even so...

Anyway, isn't this progress too fast?

We've only known each other for a week... Is it really going to come to this?

No, I don't have any experience in this area. Maybe this is the normal speed, and it's just that I feel it's fast.

Then again, shouldn't it have started with kissing or holding hands...?

Ah, they've never even confessed their feelings.

Liz was in a state of confusion, feeling as if she had inadvertently skipped too much content.

"Liz?"

Seeing that Liz didn't react, Ars couldn't help but say, "Um... if you really don't like it, then forget it. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"……Do not."

"Ok?"

"I...I actually quite like it..."

“Really?” Ars tilted his head.

Seeing Liz's hesitant expression, Ars was worried that she was forcing herself.

He's just a guest visiting, why are you so nervous?

Forget it.

Since she herself has said so, there's no way for me to go back on my word.

"Let's go then."

"Ah."

Liz responded softly.

The two quickly entered the mansion.

"I am back."

"what?"

As soon as the door opened, Jars was stunned.

Normally, a butler and maid would come to pick me up when I came home, but today was different; no one showed up.

No.

The house was very quiet, and there was no one in sight.

"What's wrong?" Liz followed closely behind and came in.

Ars glanced around warily and quickly found a note on the shoe cabinet by the door.

The note had a line of text written on it.

"I've sent the butler and maid away. Have fun!"

What's all this...

Ars took a closer look and quickly recognized that the familiar handwriting was from Lala.

Has Lala come by today?

Could it be that they've already left because I came back too late?

"Yars, is something the matter?" Liz asked, puzzled.

"nothing."

Ars casually stuffed the note into his pocket and took Liz's hand.

"Come on, let me show you around my house."

"Ah, okay..."

Liz pursed her lips slightly, her pretty face flushed, and nodded.

……

Ars led Liz on a tour of the house, showing her around all the rooms.

Of course, he remembered that visits to the basement were not allowed.

Because there's a teleportation magic circle in the basement, you can't just tell anyone about it.

After the tour, Yars felt a little sleepy.

"It's getting late, you..."

Just as Ars was about to ask Liz how she was going to get back, she blushed and nodded.

"Can I take a shower first?" Liz asked softly.

Well?

Do you want to stay here and sleep?

Ars thought Liz didn't like sleeping in other people's houses, but she herself felt it was fine.

"Then wait for me a moment."

Ars tried to open Lucy's door, but it was locked, so he tried opening Lala's door instead.

This time it was easy to push it away.

Ars opened Lala's wardrobe and found a brand new, unopened set of pajamas.

There was also a note stuck on it.

Ars casually picked it off and glanced at it.

"If needed, let the guests wear these pajamas."

Ars was greatly surprised.

As expected of Lala, she can think of anything!

No wonder her father always trusted her so much.

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Side Story: The Tale of Ars (18)

"Liz!"

"Wait a minute, what exactly..."

Ars panicked, thinking he had done something wrong.

Liz ignored Jars's voice.

She quickly ripped off her pajamas, changed into her own clothes, and headed straight for the front door.

“Liz!” Jars called out.

However, Liz didn't stop at all; she opened the door and left quickly.

"wait for me……"

Ars anxiously reached out his hand to Liz from afar.

Just as Liz stepped out the door, Ars vaguely heard her say something.

"—Absolutely terrible luck."

He stared in disbelief and lowered his arms.

……

……

Liz left Ars's house in a panic and ran through the deserted streets.

Before I knew it, my eyes were wet.

That coat of arms was undoubtedly a symbol of nobility.

So this is ah.

In this way, everything will fall into place.

Why did Ars's father have such a close relationship with the higher-ups of Paul's mercenary group? Why did Ars's mother know the vice-commander of the Golden Knights?