Translator: Hasr11
Editor: Mirial
As Legato stopped in front of me, I started speaking before he had a chance to say anything.
ãMany thanks for your help. Squad Commander-dono is truly worthy of praise. You showed superb skills when capturing the two assassins.ã
When I praised him from my heart, Legato replied modestlyãNo, I still have a long way to go.ãand once again looked at me with a questioning gaze. I knew what Legato wanted to ask, but I kept quiet.
Seeing me like that, Legato opened his mouth hesitantly.
ãâ¦You really saved me just now. If Nidel-dono hadnât been present, I might not have been able to protect the prince.ã
ãNo, it is I who should say so.ã
ãNidel-dono can use offensive magic too, I see.ã
At Legatoâs words, I looked at his face, raising my eyebrows.
ãThe Tech Order consist of magicians after all. Of course we can use it. We just arenât fond of actual fighting.ã
ãNo, that wasnât what I meantâ¦You saved me with your wonderful discernment.ã
Iâd spoken to Legato in a slightly curt tone, incorrectly assuming that he was making a negative remark. Truly, I was happy being praised by Legato. I was proud that even though I was a magician, I could be helpful to this man.
However, I had quite a guilty conscience. I should have just revealed my identity to Legato in the early stages of the guard. If Iâd done so, the weight on his shoulders would have reduced and the both of us could have also taken proper countermeasures.
I didnât do so because I did not want to lose my privileges as a ãCatã, I wanted to be thought of as a ãCatãby Legato. I now realized that Iâd prioritised my personal feelings and regretted my actions; if anything had happened to either the prince or to Legato, even regretting wouldnât have been enough.
Upon seeing me suddenly fall silent after laughing, Legato appeared troubled.
ãUmâ¦Also, Nidel-dono, I saw you transform from the cat, was that cat Nidel-dono?ã
ãThatâs right.ã
Since he had seen me return to my human form, I nodded truthfully.
ãSince when?ã
ãWhat do you mean by âsince when?âã
I, not understanding what he meant, tilted my head to the side.
ãWhen did you switch places with it? Your timing was great, did you know that theyâd attack today?ã
After hearing Legatoâs marvelling voice, I understood. Legato thought that I was aware of the existence of a cat by the princeâs side, and had switched places with it just for today.
ãRight from the beginning.ã
ãâ¦Right from the beginning?ã
ãThe black cat was me from the first day. ã
When I said that, Legato, after making a flabbergasted expression for a few seconds, widened his eyes in realization.
ãUmâ¦By that you mean, from before I began my guard duties?ã
ãThatâs right. I approached the prince a day earlier than Squad Commander-dono.ã
ãButâ¦that means youâve been here everyday for around a month?ã
ãYes. Thatâs why Iâd said before that I hadnât slept for about two weeks.ã
When I chuckled, Legato with his eyes still wide open, muttered ãI see⦠so thatâs the caseâ¦ã. Legato was quite honest, and as a consequence, his reactions were easy to perceive. Thatâs why everyone ended up teasing him despite themselves.
ãSquad Commander-dono.ã
I smiled at Legato, who was still in a daze.
ãSquad Commander-dono was of great help. Thanks to that I was able to complete my bodyguard duties without a hitch. Iâm grateful.ã
ãNo, Iâm the one who ought to say that.ã
ãI was quite doted on, thank you very much.ã
When I laughed in a teasing manner, Legato once again opened his eyes wide, and after letting his gaze shakily wander, had an awkward expression. I saw the ears peeping out of his refreshing and neat hair turn red. When I saw those ears, those lips of mine curled up a bit more.
ãMany thanks for your efforts. Please, take care of yourself.ã
I said so, lightly patted his shoulders, and prepared to return to my residence. Itâs been a long time since Iâve slept in my room. I felt my head spin. As expected Iâd gotten tired after the battle.
Thus, my days of guarding came to an end.
I should have been glad that it had all been settled by the time the Coming-of-Age ceremony happened. After Iâd slept today, Iâd have to go to the preparations for that again from tomorrow onwards.
Thinking They really are slavedrivers, I staggered through the royal palace late at night.
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Since then, I was worked so hard every day that I began thinking that the time spent guarding was more fun.
Tomorrow was finally the day of ãThe First Princeâs Coming-of-Age Ceremonyã. It was a joyful occasion, but the people behind the scenes were all thrown into utter confusion. Nevertheless, most of the preparations had been completed, and receiving the guests also went smoothly, though the Technological Orderâs workload seemed like a looming mountain.
For the guarding incident, I received words of gratitude from the King too, but I bowed my head saying I was not worthy of them. Rather than me, it was Legato who should be thanked.
Even the Royal Knight Order and the Royal Palace Magic Order seemed to hold a debt of gratitude towards me, and their attitude towards me seemed to have changed a bit. Perhaps they felt chagrined just like the Royal Palace Order.
After all, since then Iâve not been able to have a peaceful slumber, and I have been pretty tired. Iâd been using magic continuously for around a month or so, and thanks to that, my magic was unbalanced and I felt unwell. But still, when I thought about how once I got through tomorrow, Iâd return to my usual days, I felt all right.
At dusk, when Iâd return to the tower, since I knew that work would be pushed onto me, I went to the place Iâd visit at times to play truant. It was that backyard bench where Iâd had my first conversation with Legato.
The place was mostly deserted and difficult to see from the main path, just perfect for a hiding spot.
I let out a sigh and lay down with a plonk. I was tired. Even sitting seemed to be a hard task.
Since then, Iâd seen Legato multiple times at meetings or in the Royal Palace, but the other party did not seem interested in having a conversation, and since I didnât bother opening one, we returned to our previous relationship of being acquaintances.
Even though I frolicked about with him so much every night, I thought. But even from the other personâs viewpoint, it must have felt quite embarrassing: the cat you doted on turned out to be a colleague from work whom you had no acquaintance with, moreover a man of the same age. It must have been a great shock.
I giggled a bit, remembering the dumbfounded Legato when I told him the truth. Then my feelings changed to loneliness.
While thinking of such things in the midst of dozing off on the bench, I vaguely felt another personâs presence. I cracked my eyes open, only to see that someone was closer to me than Iâd expected, surprising me. It was Legato.
As expected, this man is good at erasing his presence, I thought, still half asleep, and absentmindedly gazed at the man standing beside the bench.
ãApologies, did I wake you up?ã
ãâ¦No, I was just playing truant.ã
Legato made an inexplicable face in response. From the serious Legatoâs viewpoint, what Iâd said must have been disagreeable, but he said nothing. Seeing his expression, I, who was still half-asleep remembered how I felt when I was a cat.
ãHere.ã
I raised my body a bit and created some space on the edge of the bench that I occupied, pointing towards it. Legato made a face as if considering something, and, after seeing my finger and expression, sat down at that spot, saying ãAh, Thank you.ã.
I placed my head on top of that lap. I knew that Legato had gotten startled and tried to move his legs, but I ignored him. After all, it was more comfortable than directly placing my head on the hard bench. Also, it felt nostalgic, as Iâd always dozed off on this lap when I was a cat.
ãâ¦Umâ¦Nidel-donoâ¦ã
ãIt was always like this when we were guarding, right?ã
ãâ¦That was because Nidel-dono was a catâ¦ã
I head Legatoâs perplexed voice above my head, but he didnât seem to reject it enough to get my head out of the way, so I relaxed on his lap and closed my eyes. Legato surely cared about me. We were the same age, and despite me being less important than him, he always used polite speech with me.
Basically, Legato used courteous speech with everyone other than his direct subordinates. I thought that such modesty, or should I call it seriousness, was good, but it created a sense of distance and made one feel undue formality.
Well, even I was polite to him to a level bordering on obnoxiousness.
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