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Elf Ojou-sama 3: Elf Oujo-sama With A Vengeance

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Commissioned by Althero

Wordcount: 1000.

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Riveria leaned against me in a decidedly un-princess-like manner.

“Hachiman, I require attention and care.” Riveria complained, while I looked over the Loki Familia’s next expedition plan. I checked the hourglass and it was about half-full. Yep. I’ve been away from her for three hours. This was going as expected. “Grant me both.”

Spend time with Riveria vs. spend time doing something Loki should be doing.

Easy. Choice.

“Yeah, sure.” I took a moment to make sure the ink was dry, and closed the latest ledger I’d been perusing. The new hires were doing a pretty good job, but the Loki Familia was lacking in actual leaders to make use of the information that we were gathering. Hopefully that was going to change soon. “What do you want to do?”

Riveria liked visiting several places in Orario.

Places with filled with strange knick-knacks.

Tea shops with very, very expensive teas.

Then, finally, magical stores which had prices that could buy out entire businesses that pursued the former.

I had funds to spare, so neither of three were out of the question.

“Hmmm, I have no particular preference, as long as I spend time you. No. Wait. I amend my statement.” Riveria stood up and brushed down her robes, before looking upon me with a smile. “Let us go somewhere you wish to go Hikigaya, and I shall pay—

“Then, we’re going to get dinner, getting Ais to stay here overnight, and we’re spending the night at home.” I made the statement as bluntly and straightforwardly as possible for maximum effect. “How does that sound for attention and care, princess?”

I wanted to spend time with Riveria, then go to sleep.

Taking care of a kid, being an Adventurer, and looking after the ledgers was tiring work, therefore that was what I wanted if given the chance.

I expected Riveria to object, but instead she suddenly took hold of my shoulders, and turned me towards her.

“Hachiman… what do you mean with those words? Do you mean to eat dinner with me, spend time with me, and sleep the night away?” Riveria frightened me with both her grip and dead, serious stare. For a second, I was confused, until I put the pieces together… and a massive blush spread across my face. “Yes. That’s right. That is what you implied. Did you mean to imply it?”

Many excuses, words, and other such things attempted to worm themselves out of my mouth, but they died the moment I realized that lying to Riveria was something I couldn’t do.

“A… a little… I guess.” I had a lot of baggage. I’d gotten Isekai’d and laid half-dead on another world when I was rescued. Then, the Elf who rescued me decided to help me get back to my world, after caring for me and nursing me to help. We came to Orario together, and I had to put everything on the line to just protect her, while she acted like the proper protagonist of a story. So… yes… there could be a part of me that’s interested in her enough to ask that of her when I can’t think straight. “Don’t worry about it. If you’re not interested—

I didn’t get a chance to finish my sentence, as Alf crossed the distance between the two of us in an instant.

A dusty old room for my first time wasn’t what I imagined, but so was my first time being with an Elven princess.

So… uhhh… go me?

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Wallenstein tilted her head.

I saw that as a sigh of imminent, devastating logic about to be delivered by a child.

Riveria, however, was unprepared for it while I braced myself at the attack launched over the dinner table.

“You both look so tired, yet so happy… why?” Of course, an Adventurer would know how fatigue and loss of stamina looked. Wallenstein wasn’t very smart, I say that as the man teaching her everything she knows, but she happened to be blessed with sharp senses and reflexes. Therefore, she was more than capable of discerning the fact that both Riveria and I were tired by pleased with ourselves.

I managed to stay calm and feign lack of interest in her statement, because I had a lot of practice in staying calm, and I rarely cared about anything at all.

Riveria was struck more soundly by the soundbite than I anticipated though.

She froze in place.

Some wouldn’t have noticed the small, sudden lack of movement, since Riveria retook control of herself.

However, against a hyperactive, child-soldier who took to fighting like water, she was no match.

“I knew it… the two of you went into the Dungeon without me yesterday. That was why you had my looked after!” Wallenstein glared at us. Thankfully, despite her sharp senses, Wallenstein was still a child. Two adults spending an entire day together in privacy = two people fighting dangerous monsters she shouldn’t be around. “No fair! I want to fight with the two of you two! Bring me along next time!”

Riveria was lost, and still trying to keep up with the situation, so I spoke up in her defense.

“Wrong. Riveria and I went on a date that we enjoyed very much, and had fun we couldn’t have with you around.”

Riveria immediately glared at me for my choice of words, but that was because she didn’t understand Wallenstein as well as I did.

“Oh. It’s an adult thing.” Any other child would be bawling their eyes out if I told them the same thing. However, instead of tears or demands, Wallenstein only frowned and shook her head. The young girl had no interesting in anything that didn’t start with “fighting monsters.” “Never mind then. I’d like to just spend time and train with everyone else then.”

Wallenstein lost interest.

Riveria looked apologetic.

I accepted the apology, and strove to continue eating dinner.

That should’ve been it, the case should’ve been solved, and nothing more should’ve come with it.

Then, mid-sigh, Riveria suddenly stood up, rushed towards the sink, and puked.

Yeah.

I should’ve seen that coming.