It Seems Like the Balcony of My Room Is Connected to a Princess’s Bedroom in Another World ~The Lewd and Yandere Princess Won’t Let Me Go~ - Chapter 10: It Seems Anela-san Has Friends

Chapter 10: It Seems Anela-san Has Friends

“Lanchela, the heroine of the eroge, is no longer here.”

“Did the goblin marry a wonderful gentleman!?”

“Your thought process and mine are absolutely completely different in performance, right!!”

“Cairo?”

“That’s the thing that gets warm when you touch it!!”

Why is it so sad that I understand the image Anela-san has of the goblin eroge protagonist?

Does she think that being united with a goblin is the only happy ending?

Even so, are even male goblins treated as gentlemen?

Am I seen as equivalent to the enemy of a female goblin?

Wasn’t the look in her eyes when she saw the goblin hero more passionate than when she looked at me?

When she played “The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III,” Anela-san’s eyes really sparkled.

Alright, I decided!

Next time I play an isekai RPG, I’ll hunt down tons of weak goblins!

Don’t misunderstand!

This isn’t ugly jealousy.

Rather, it’s a noble act to prevent another tragic heroine like Lanchela-san, or you could call it venting.

It’s not an exaggeration to say the peace of the world rests on my shoulders.

“It’s a game I borrowed from a friend, so I returned it normally.”

Yes, “The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III” isn’t my game.

My unfavorable household budget doesn’t allow me to buy eroge.

Crab never appears in the miso soup ingredients, and on Valentine’s Day, I receive homemade chocolate from my mom with a paper labeled “GODIVA” stuck on it.

When I said I wanted an anime DVD, all the anime of the season got recorded.

Can a kid from such a household say to his mom, “I want to buy the game ‘The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III'”?

There’s no way I can say to my mom’s face, “I want ‘The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III’!”

Yes, I can’t buy “The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III” because my household budget is unfavorable, not because I’m embarrassed to buy it.

If I go home and my mom asks with a dark face, “Hey, what’s a goblin…?”, I’m confident I’d never leave my room again.

So I borrowed it from a friend.

I can probably keep it hidden for about a week.

“Tomodachi?”

“That’s the one thing you absolutely mustn’t ask back about!! Hey, say ‘soft?’! Say ‘soft?’!!”

“Soft?”

It’s no good.

Even when she rephrases, the shock is too big, and the question doesn’t get overwritten at all.

I can’t look at Anela-san’s face.

If I look now, I might cry.

When I think about it, her father, the king, is probably overprotective.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have grown up offering her breasts to everyone she meets.

It’s no good.

When I touch Anela-san’s breasts, guilt crushes my chest.

Are you a guy who can casually touch the breasts of a girl with no friends, Insemi Shun!?

“What’s wrong!? Shun!”

“Stop!! Don’t call me by that name!!”

That’s the name of a guy dazzled by a girl’s breasts!!

“Why did you take your hand off my chest?”

“Stop!! Don’t say it like reaching for your chest is the right action for me to take!!”

“It’s not?”

Please, seriously stop…

Anela-san’s face was the most serious I’d ever seen.

It’s the face of someone who believes in their own words.

Am I witnessing the birth of a hero right now?

“No…”

“Eh…?”

Why did Anela-san put on such a heavy atmosphere in her voice, as if everything she believed in was a lie, unlike her usual self?

Doesn’t she know it pierces my goblin heart deeply, like the holy sword Excalibur?

Perhaps the boy who first met an otherworlder on Earth bore an indelible stigma.

Because of that, the history textbook of the future Emeraldria Kingdom might include the word “Shamehill Person”…

“Hey, do you really not know the word ‘friend’?”

By the way, I decided to properly confirm something that had been bothering me with Anela-san.

Maybe it was just her usual prank.

“What’s tomodachi?”

“I never thought the day would come when I’d hear that word in reality!!”

Now I understand the feelings of anime protagonists!!

The desire to hug the girl in front of me isn’t just fiction…

“Um… a friend is…”

Wait… it’s hard to explain.

Because, come on!

Who lives every day preparing for someone to ask the meaning of “friend”?

I can easily answer the meaning of trigonometric functions.

You never know when a teacher might give a pop quiz.

“Someone you’re always with, laughing together… or doing silly things with.”

For now, I explained everything I could think of about “friends,” though clumsily.

So when those words came out of Anela-san’s mouth, my eyes welled up.

“That’s Shun, right!”

Anela-san beamed with a smile, her aqua eyes sparkling with no doubt, her silver hair swaying.

It was like the smile of someone relieved to find their worries were unfounded.

“I’m Anela-san’s friend…?”

“Isn’t that right?”

“…That’s right.”

I can’t exactly say, “You’re wrong.”

I won’t.

“Shun, why do you look away?”

“…It’s nothing.”

This is bad.

I can’t look directly at Anela-san’s face.

I never thought the word “friend” could be so embarrassing.

I never thought being called a friend by Anela-san would make me so happy…

“You can keep coming here, okay…?”

“That’s the legal thing, right!”

“Stop! It sounds like a different meaning, so seriously stop!”

“Hehe.”

“You’re doing it on purpose!”

“Eek♡”

I was being nice for once, and she teases me right away.

This sulky, unfortunate beauty.

Wanting to see the stars was the start of my new daily life.