Chapter 91.2
Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem
Chapter 91.2. Iâm Going To Save The Servants!
âUnya?â
My vision shook, and my body tilted. The fatigue of the battle that had just taken place hit my young body hard. The battle was over, so I returned to the novel setting.
âI shouldnât have taken too much damage this time.â
Yes, my HP went down to a dangerous level, but I recovered with recovery magic. I was just a little near death, but the fatigue was tremendous. As if gravity had increased several times, Mii-chanâs body became heavier, and her consciousness fell into the darkness.
Miu jumped off Guu-chan and fell with a thud, and it was time for a nap.
âOh my! Hey, get the recovery magician!â
âYouâre collapsing right in front of me!â
âYoung lady! Get to bed!â
People around us were all upset and fussing like contraptions. Itâs okay, itâs okay, sheâs still a little girl. Good night.
When I woke up, I was in bed.
A soft feather comforter. Itâs smooth to the touch, slippery, warm, and comfortable, Miu thinks with sleepy eyes. I wonder if I could sleep longer.
She brushes a stray strand of hair out of her face and wonders. It seems she has been placed into bed.
âA canopy bed. Amazing.â
A bed that rich young ladies in cartoons and the like sleep in. A bed with a canopy. What can I say, I donât need a canopy when I sleep in it. Iâm afraid there might be something on top of the canopy.
âUnyaa. Where am I~?â
I check my surroundings while squirming against the soft pillow that seems to bury my head. Itâs already dark. The outside that I can see through the thick curtains gets covered in darkness. Is it midnight?
Looking around, I see an elegant interior. The furniture looked quaint and expensive, probably antique, and the vases, paintings, and other furnishings were of a level that Mii-chan would not want to touch. They looked expensive.
Overall, the decoration is tasteful and elegant, and the lack of fluorescent lights on the ceiling is a concern. I wonder if I can brighten it up with magic tools, I would like to light it up a bit. Iâm just a curious, beautiful 10 year old girl, Mii-chan.
âYou donât want to turn on the lights, young lady?â
âGood morning, Frigg-oneesan.â
I shuffle out from under the covers and stand, yawning. Miu turns her ice-blue eyes to one corner of the room and smiles at Mii-chan.
âGood morning, sweetheart. You slept quite a bit. Itâs already 1 a.m.â
I saw someone from one corner of the room, sheâs Frigg-oneesan, the beautiful goddess, emerges, her shining blonde hair flowing without a shoe sound. Even in the darkness, there is absolutely no stagnation in her movements, and her bewitching smile suits her too well. She wears a maidâs outfit.
âItâs that time already. Hmmm, this is Mii-chanâs biggest weakness. If I sleep through every battle, Iâll get my head caught in my sleep someday.â
âI guess thatâs what happens when youâre on the brink of death. Itâs a common template in novels. The dying hero collapses from exhaustion and injury when the battle is over. Isnât that what happens?â
âYes, itâs a â¦â¦â¦ template. Iâll have to be careful. So, whatâs going on?â
Sheâs forced to change into rabbit-patterned pajamas. There was no mud on her glossy skin, and the traces of my blood had been wiped clean.
âNow Iâm infiltrating the highest level of security to find out where Zephyrus is. Your parents are still discussing it with a serious look. They look frustrated with that old Kazamichi.â
Sheâs Frigg-oneesan who can easily sneak in even with the highest level of security.
âThey decided to rely on him for Miuâs safety rather than out of spite for being thrown out. Thatâs my Papa and mama. I respect them.â
Itâs great that my mom and dad are willing to talk to Grandpa Kazamichi for the sake of their daughter, even though theyâve been through a terrible time. Iâm glad to see their strong love here, even though they couldnât consult Grandpa Kazamichi because they hate him.
âYou should be careful with that Grandfather. Heâs trying to push you as fast as he can to teach you about noble society so you donât have to go through this.â
âIâll leave that part up to my parents. Iâm sure Uncle Mystery Investor and Uncle Ouga will be able to help you out.â
I narrow my ice-blue eyes slightly and change them to a serious expression.
âSo, have you found out where Zephyrus is hiding?â
âYes, weâve already figured it out. Hmmm, a lair can never be completely hidden. Especially not in front of a discerning informant. Any sneaky crook will show up looking for information, so we only have to find their trail.â
âYouâre a perceptive informant ⦠Youâve been around for not too long, and youâve got a knack for grooming informants, and youâre in charge of female spies, right?â
âIn this world, we can buy loyalty with money and lives. Especially an informant whose identity is known so easily.â
Frigg-oneesan flashes me a wink. A well-known informant might indeed be loyal to you. I should compliment Frigg on her outstanding skills. I guess Iâm not showing myself anyway.
âWell, then, letâs go see Zephyrus again.â
I wriggle out of bed and tap the item box to change my equipment.
As I change into my usual robes, my mouth turns into a grin, and I pull out my weapon.
âI want Anemoiâs sacred artifact. Especially my the [Alter-ego]. If I had that, my alter ego, Mii-chan, who sleeps in bed, and Loki, who goes out at night, canât be connected.â
âI agree. I agree. Odin is already standing by.â
I nodded back at Friggâs agreement, and my face turned grim. I change jobs in [My Room] and weâre off.
âHow dare you try to kill Papa and Mama, Zephyrus. Iâm sorry, but I wonât wait for a random encounter. Iâll let you leave now, and letâs go with Loki.â
With fiery anger in the back of her mind, Miu smiled like a bird of prey as she tried to finish the last task of the day.