I Don’t Want To Be a Porter in the NTR Novel - Chapter 41



41 – The hero has changed (2)

I hurriedly pulled out Lindsay’s interlaced hands.

Coincidentally, I also seem to have angina of unknown cause these days,

Anyway, Lindsay’s change now is too unnatural.

I don’t know what caused it, but the thought that I shouldn’t accept this ran through my head.

The light disappeared from Lindsay’s eyes.

“… why? You slept together often.”

“different. At that time, you were a man… now… ”

Do I have to say this with my own mouth?

“different? caiman. I still… Your friend, it’s Lindsay. I value you… ”

Lindsay’s voice began to rise.

I also felt my heart sink at the sight of Lindsay’s expression that I had never seen before, and her swaying eyes.

… He barely endured it and continued speaking slowly.

“… Lindsay. I’m just a porter at best. Thank you for thinking of me as precious,

Now, I think you must have gone through something big and confused.

That’s why, if you don’t understand your condition properly… ”

“… ”

Lindsay bit her lip and said nothing.

… Could it be that you’re really angry this time?

But no.

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Maybe Lindsay was really confused, and she didn’t know what the saintess was planning.

I know you feel frustrated because of the sudden onset of angina, but you shouldn’t relieve it this way.

I don’t know how to see you tomorrow for no reason.

“… okay. Today, I will go back and rest.”

“… Good idea.”

… Uh, did you say ‘today’?

Lindsay suddenly took a shot of the strawberry milk she was drinking and got up from her seat.

Only my share of milk was left on the table.

“Good night Cayman. Then see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, you too… ”

Lindsay opened the door with a smile on her eyes and went out, but it feels bleak somewhere.

At first, I brushed it off thinking it was just my mood.

***

Lindsay stood blankly in the empty hallway.

I just couldn’t understand how I felt.

Hearts swirling like a stormy sea,

pounding chest.

Even he couldn’t understand why he had acted like that until just now.

“… What the hell did I just say… ?”

[why? It’s nice to see.]

“… Didn’t you say you wouldn’t show up again? ?”

[sorry. I can’t stand it.]

Lindsay was at a loss for words at the brilliantly purple text that reappeared in front of her eyes.

In front of her eyes as she silently kept her mouth shut and walked down the hallway of the inn, new letters came to mind.

[Hey, do you know that there is a difference between friendship and love?

This person is comfortable, this person understands me.

I want to stay with this person forever.

Friendship, or love, was created by gathering such thoughts one by one.

I like situations where friendship and love are reversed in an instant like this.]

“… Then, the feelings I feel for Caiman… no way… ?”

[Yes. What did you imagine when you said you were going to sleep today?]

“That, that… I just want to talk to Caiman some more and go to sleep… ”

[Did Caiman really think so?]

“Wow, what are you talking about? no way… Caiman, such an unscrupulous… ”

[Did you think now? A shameless scene.]

“… I am not obligated to answer you.”

[You are still naive. Saying that is no different from an answer.]

Lindsay shook her head and walked towards her room without further conversation with the mysterious text.

***

”… I can’t. this.”

I took a deep breath after receiving the new information from Rachel.

What should I do with this foolhardy warrior?

What do you mean to say that the warrior is a fool?

There is probably no one in the world more unruly than I am.

The bad thing is that the world that made me like this is bad.

Besides, it’s not just the hero that I’ve started to worry about these days.

The wizard is staring at me as I quietly return to my room.

“… What are you doing?”

Wizard, as always, has a cold voice.

It seems like you’re always similar, but it’s a different voice than when you’re talking to someone other than me.

I can feel it easily.

It was because I was good at reading people’s expressions from the beginning.

For example, is this person going to hit me today, or is he like me and wants to do something like that?

You can tell right away just by looking at their eyes.

“No, nothing ♪”

I smiled broadly and evaded it, but the wizard still doesn’t show any expression.

The wizard doesn’t say anything until I lie comfortably in my bed.

Unlike the princess who always likes delicious food and smiles kindly,

Wizards often send me changed eyes these days.

It looks like you’re trying to hide it from me

It seems that the spirit world defense magic that you are secretly practicing is getting stronger and stronger.

I don’t even know when my powers won’t work for the mage ♪

Although I think it’s probably impossible.

It’s like a curse placed only on me in this world.

If the mage is secretly working hard, by the time that effort is made…

I don’t think it would be bad to let them know that the wizard’s efforts were meaningless.

But since when did the mage notice my ability?

Probably, no, it must be the porter, right?

No matter how carefully I hide it, it never completely escapes my eyes.

The porter must have told the wizard about my identity.

Even though I treat you so well, I have to scold the bad porter who is full of thoughts of betrayal.

I still want to play with the porter more.

It’s a waste to break it.

Because, the porter,

In this world full of fakes, you are my only comrade who knows that this world is fake.

If you scold the porter,

I won’t be left alone again in this broken world.

A liar saint in a broken world, I don’t think that would be very enjoyable.

But why did the porter disagree with me?

I just can’t understand that.

What’s wrong with ruining a world that’s only fake and messing it up the way I want?

I was sure the porter would understand sooner or later.

These days, Ntiar-nim doesn’t give me any revelations at all.

In the meantime, you have lighted the way I should go like a lantern.

It was her will that she embarked on the pilgrimage of the warrior party as a saint.

What the hell is going on?

Ever since I gained the ability, my life has been boring as if I were dead,

These days, I think I’ve come to feel something new.

The feeling of “anxiety”.

Of course, it’s a rare feeling that I can’t feel normally, so I’m very happy.

It’s a good energizer for a boring life.

but,

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Me, like this?

I’m anxious and I don’t know what I’m going to do.

albeit in a somewhat drastic way.

***

“… What is this?”

“Well, what would it be?”

Being at the place where I had suddenly been led by the hand of a saintess was an ordinary visit.

There seems to be an iron doorknob attached to the white door, which is nothing special.

There is a pink heart shape drawn in the middle of the door.

At first glance, it looks like a cute room that looks like a girl’s visit.

But it’s strange.

It’s like that from the door floating in empty space.

An insignificant scene that can only be found in a dream spreads out over the clearing in the forest as if it were taken for granted.

“This door is the door to [the room you can’t get out of unless you ○pass].”

The saintess smiled broadly and spoke without shame.

“○,○su… ”

I blushed a little at the saintess’s words, which spoke so plainly.

“It is a special grace bestowed upon me by the God I serve.

Even the Goddess, no matter how deep my faith is, to have given me something like this… ”

“… Anyone can see that it’s Entiar.”

“Porter, shhh!”

I know each other, but what.

But was Entiar a goddess? Somehow it seems like that, and some don’t.

I’m not sure. Because in the first place, she was a goddess and something like an elementary school student.

These days, I don’t think I’m chatting at all and not typing anything.

I wondered where he was plotting something, but he was plotting something like this with the saintess.

“I used all the points I’ve accumulated so far for this.”

”… You mean the saintess was getting those damn points too?”

An accumulative point with a non-funny name that is NTR point or something.

True to its not-funny name, there are only things you can buy that aren’t even funny.

The saintess stared this way without answering.

… Do you know that I’m going to die?

A cornered mouse will say anything.

Because I’ve been in trouble for a long time.

“… So, why the hell did you make a room like this?”

“Um… What do you think it is for?”

“… I don’t really want to know.”

I asked first, but I don’t really want to know.

“why? A variety of things are possible.

For example, the hero who has become very cute and beautiful these days,

Like making me share a room with a common tanned blonde thief?”

“… Then, I won’t really forgive you.”

“why? Didn’t you already reject the hero yesterday?”

How much does this woman know?

“… If that’s what Lindsay wants, then I don’t mind at all. he’s my friend

But you’re thinking of making Lindsay do something she doesn’t want to do, right?”

“well? It is possible as long as the hero wants it.”

“… And you shouldn’t interfere.”

“Why? It builds bridges for two people to love each other,

Isn’t that possible enough?

There’s nothing special about helping me, right?”

“… you are.”

I was at a loss for words for a moment.

In places like romance novels, it is a common story that love comes true with the help of others.

But how far can that be allowed?

Of course, it is natural that the hypnotic brainwashing of the Munchkin hypnotist should not be allowed.

“… Porter-sama, how will you be satisfied with my involvement in this “story”?”

The voice of the saintess speaking with sparkling eyes strangely penetrated my head.