Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem

Chapter 131.1

Chapter 131.1. We Win, But Still Lose!

At any rate, I healed everyone diligently, used the fairy dance when I ran out of MP, and the injured were gone when the sky turned orange, and the twilight came from afar.

Uncle Enraku went to do some other work, so it was just Miu and her struggling guards. Kongo-oneesan joined them later.

“Whew, I’m so tired.”

I’m really tired. I’m exhausted. My body is heavy. It’s as if I have something heavy weight on my petite body. It’s so heavy that I feel I could power up if I took it off.

In the temporary tent’s corner, Miu stretched out her small legs and leaned back in her chair. Shaking her legs, she gazed absentmindedly at the soldiers who were running around energetically.

It was a bad result. After rescuing Mashiro, I was happy and satisfied, and the next week I would return to school life as if nothing had happened.

That’s only in anime and novels.

Reality is not so easy. I frown, fold my arms, think, and ponder.

I have a feeling there will be a power struggle in the future.

Nagamasa’s betrayal. The damage to the warriors caused by it.

We won, but we lost. We couldn’t achieve our objective, and only damage remained.

As Countess Takano, I had to think about what I would do. I must think seriously about it.

Suya.

“Mii-sama, are you all right?”

I open my eyes as my body is shaken. In front of me was a worried-looking Yamiyo.

It was pitch black outside, and I was covered with a blanket. What is that? I seem to have fallen asleep.

“Ohayo~, Yamiyo-chan.”

I yawned and replied to Yamiyo.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“About an hour, I guess. You didn’t wake up, so Kongo-san asked me what to do.”

Kongo-oneesan, standing a little further away, shrugs her shoulders. I’m sorry. I’ve worried you.

My body is still tired, but I feel much better. This body is young. It will recover after a little sleep.

I’ve been thinking about the future, but I’ve concluded.

When I’m sleepy, I will sleep.

And I don’t care about the royal family’s authority or the noble’s future. It’s the power structure that Duke Kanna is blabbing about anyway.

I’ll leave Takano County matters to Papa, whom I respect. I’m sure Papa will be able to handle it well.

Mii-chan, use her recovery magic and appeals to the people that she’s a good girl.

Thinking of this cheered me up. I can only see a future where the Emperor will have a hard time, but I’m sure Shin will save the country.

I heard the sound of a cute little tummy. I rub my stomach and look sad.

“I’m hungry. I wonder if I can eat something.”

“There’s a place that distributes food. This way, right?”

Yamiyo holds my hand and leads the way. We walk in a friendly manner and proceed to the back of the camp, where warriors are chatting, sitting on the ground, and eating.

There was a line for one tent, they were getting trays with food on them.

“Let’s line up too, Mii-sama.”

“Yeah, let’s line up.”

As we approached to get in line, the warriors noticed Miu and Yamiyo and reverently retreated. I feel like I’m being watched by everyone.

“Um, we’ll get in line too.”

It’s a felony to skip the line. I decline, smiling smugly and showing my Mii-chan smile. If I don’t want to wait in line. I’ll buy a preferential ticket.

“No, please, Countess Takano. Don’t worry, even though it’s a line, your turn will come soon. We would like to show our gratitude.”

The warriors around them nodded in unison as if the warrior who had called out to them was right.

“Yes, yes. If we don’t do this much, we’ll be punished.”

“It is true. How many lives have been saved thanks to you?”

“I had a shredded arm healed.”

I was a little embarrassed to see these warriors raining words of gratitude down on me. They were indeed a big hit with the recovery magic.

“Mii-sama. Let’s receive everyone’s thanks.”

I nodded as Yamiyo recommended it with a kind face while giggling.

“Nn~…… I see, that’s right. Then feel free to do so.”

It would be bad to refuse anymore, and I’ve just been given a turn at rationing. Well, okay.

When the person distributing the food saw Mii-chan, he piled up the curry. I was puzzled that curry was army or not, but then again, it was a ground landing ship, so isn’t it strange?

“Thank you, look, it’s a big serving! You’ve got to eat a lot. That little body of yours needs to get bigger, too!”

“Thank you, Chief-san!”

Chief? And the cook is slightly surprised, but it’s okay to sue for sexual harassment.

I scoop up the curry on my plate with a spoon. It’s wildly filled with vegetables and meat, and the smell of spices is strong. From the aroma, I can guess that it is a spicy curry.

“Itadakimaasu!”

“Itadakimas”

The roux is thick. I don’t know if the flour is fried, or if the onions are fried to a paste. In my previous life, I made it with just a store-bought roux.

It’s a little spicy, but edible. I’d say it’s medium spicy. The rice is a bit dry, perhaps overcooked, but that goes well with the curry roux.

I eat it with a crunch, carrying the curry in my little mouth. As for Mii-chan, it is a little spicy, and her mouth tingles.

But a little dream of my previous life has come true. I wanted to try the army’s curry once. I also wanted to try the portable rations of the Self-Defense Forces, which were not for sale, but I never had the chance.

I munched on it. It’s not army, but it’s the same thing. I wondered if I could have a second helping.

“It’s delicious, Mii-sama.”

“Yes, maybe a little spicy.”

Yamiyo looks at Mit-chan’s eating and breaks into a smile. I’d like some water. Lassi would be fine, but I wonder if there is any.

“Countess Takano, this way please.”

While I was looking for water, someone placed a can of juice on the table. It’s orange juice, I’ll take it.

“Thank you, Admiral Kojou!”

I opened the can with a pshaw, held it in both hands and drank it. It’s not very sweet or sour, but it’s delicious. As the spiciness of the curry washes away, I thanked the person who gave me the orange juice.

“If you thank me at this level, I’m sorry.”

Sitting in the chair opposite me, Admiral Kojou approached me with a gentle smile, showing his strength even in his old age. He exudes a calm atmosphere and bows his head.

“I can’t thank you enough for healing all the wounded in our unit.”

“As a recovery magician, it’s a natural thing to do! Besides, I just used my recovery magic.”

On-site healing feels good. There’s my satisfaction in knowing I did something good. But it wasn’t a big deal. Mii-chan is just a recovery magician, so I let them recover.

I replied casually and with a smile, but Admiral Kojou slowly shook his head.

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