89 [2-23] Princess Hunger in Prison (1/2)

Shiro clouds drifted softly in the crisp blue sky.

Looking up at them, Panira (Rene) was reminded of cotton candy.

I'm hungry. ............ I'm hungry. ......

I forgot that being alive makes you hungry. ...... I was alive until recently. ......

Sitting on a barrel in the backyard, Panira (Rene) endures her hunger while basking in the sun.

A piece of hard bread and a thin bowl of soup was not enough for lunch, and even though the sun was still high in the sky, the hunger bug was already biting at her stomach.

When she was possessed by Iris, every meal was a battle against table manners, but at least she was never troubled by hunger.

But now it was different.

This orphanage is better because it has a temple, but even so, orphanages are usually short of money.

The orphanage's poor food was hard on my growing body.

I'm not sure if there is any magic that can turn soil into food ...... or magic that eats haze ...... No, the sun is so warm, if you can synthesize carbohydrates and oxygen from water and carbon dioxide ......

I'm so hungry, I'm about to step into the plant world.

I'm not sure if it's quicker to just steal something from the right place,......, but it's not. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

You'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

Now we are infiltrating in the lap of the enemy. You have to be careful how you behave so that you don't look suspicious.

--Well, if a couple of kids from the orphanage get suspicious, that's nothing, so in that sense I'm comfortable.

Panira (Rene) thinks, watching the small children doing cartwheels in the small backyard.

It's not an impossible mission to destroy an evil organization while working as a shadow warrior for a countess and keeping company with adventurers who have excellent crisis-sensing abilities.

What you have to do is simple, and even if there is a girl who is suspicious of Panilla's behavior, it doesn't mean she can do anything about it.

--Anyway, I'll wait for that Viscount Nantucket to come. Until then, ......

Panira (Rene) is just on the other side of the garden.

Panira (René) looked at the boy sitting on an overturned barrel, staring haughtily at the sky.

He was about eleven or twelve. He has a brownish-red head with a pointy head. Eyes of the same color, but a little less bright. He has the air of an energetic kid who might be in a sports team or something.

His name is Wilfred. He's the son of our client, Yuin. Wilfred is not an orphan, but he was left here for a few days while his mother, who was injured in an attack by thugs (apparently citizens who acted to punish the family of a bandit), was treated in the temple.

I don't care what happens to the client's family, but I can't say that this time.

Yoo-in wanted revenge on the Viscount who had wronged him, and also to help his wife and children.

If you want to eat souls, if you have other desires besides revenge, you have to fulfill them as well. They have fallen on hard times because of Yoo-in's frame-up, and they need to be helped somehow.

--I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but I think it's a good idea.

Now, what should I do?

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure I'm not the only one.

But Wilfred was giving off an aura of unapproachability, like a steampunk illegal factory dripping liquid waste. Even the children playing around him would not approach Wilfred.

And most of all, hungry and lacking the energy to take action, Panira (Rene) was basking in the sun and watching Wilfred.

Someone approaches Wilfred, leaving Panilla (Rene) behind.

A girl with walnut-colored hair in a braid approaches Wilfred around the wall, avoiding the small children playing around. It's Eunice, the big sister.

She was carrying a loaf of bread for lunch, and that's when Panila (Rene) realized what was going on.

--I didn't see Wilfred at lunch.

He was probably just sitting there looking at the sky during lunch.

So Eunice brought some bread for him.

--...... If Wilfred refuses it, I'll take it.

Panira (René) stood up, her appetite whetted.

Wilfred. We didn't get together for lunch.

Eunice, despite her black aura, closed in on Wilfred.

The tone of his voice was loosely questioning, with a high degree of sisterly power.

I'm not hungry.” ......

I'm not hungry.” ”But we still get together for meals.

You didn't eat this morning either. Here, I saved some bread for you. ......

I said I don't want it!

Yuck. ......

Wilfred brushed aside the offered bread.

The bread, which looked like a large stone, was flung away and formed a beautiful parabola.