Countess Cianella’s Male Slave

1. Sione Cianella (1)

The hunter’s job is simple.

Clearing and annihilating dungeons, which are the remnants of a world that has been destroyed in another dimension.

The materials that can be brought into the dungeon are limited.

Because the clearing conditions are different for each type.

The higher the level of the dungeon, the more difficult and dangerous it is.

Nonetheless, I worked as a hunter and raided many dungeons.

And this is the dungeon that I tried most recently and failed.

This world is doomed to perish someday.

In fact, he will perish eventually, and since he was reincarnated in the body of a man with no strength, suicide is the most comfortable choice.

Monsters roam the outside all the time.

A man who misuses mana, plus his status and slavery, is truly to die for.

But no matter how hard it is, I want to live longer somehow.

Death in a dungeon, which I briefly experienced, was more terrible than anything else. I didn’t want to go through that experience again.

And as if there was a way for me to live in front of me like that, the status window that I hadn’t seen until now returned.

I want to dance while screaming.

If I did that sh*t here, I might be beaten for being a crazy slave, so I put up with it.

Instead, I stared at Sione Cianella.

Looking back, she really looks like a fairy.

However, I quietly followed her, swallowing my heart.

“Whoa…”

How long did they have to walk? Shione, exhausted again, caught her breath for a moment.

Weight was the problem.

You put on a lot of weight, but you don’t look like you exercise regularly.

With such a body condition, I can’t help but run out of breath as I move my feet quickly as if I’m being chased by a crazy lizardman.

Anyone who sees it will think I left a cookie in my room.

Then she turned around for a moment and looked at me.

Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?

The face of this body seen in the mirror is on the handsome side, but it gave a pretty cold impression.

It didn’t have the kind of charm that you have to watch multiple times.

… Are you twisting like that to get a fight?

To avoid being criticized for nothing, I immediately lowered my head and asked.

“Why did you do that?”

Shione wrinkled her eyes a little.

I pretended to be a nonchalant servant as much as I could and created an atmosphere as if asking why.

It feels like a nasty golden goblin is staring at you, but it’s troublesome if you can’t manage your expression for no reason and already look hateful.

It’s a sign you’ll see every day from now on.

“…Nothing.”

After those words, she really started going her own way again.

What the hell is it?

After a brief incident, I was finally able to follow her into her room.

“…Then excuse me.”

I looked around Shione’s room lightly.

The condition of her room is, in a word, a mess.

Nothing was properly organized to the point where I wondered if this was a room where a human child lived.

To put it mildly, the cave houses of the kobolds I saw while raiding dungeons were cleaner.

Is this really a room for a human to live in?

Poor ventilation, the air in the room felt stuffy.

“Finally arrived…”

Like it or not, Sione Cianella breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she entered her room.

She made her way to the table casually.

As I watched quietly, wondering why they were going there, Sione put one of her cookies left on the plate on her table into her mouth.

As if she wasn’t enough, she grabbed all the cookies left on the plate and went over to her bed and lay down.

She hid herself with the blanket and eagerly ate the cookies, whether or not cookie crumbs fell on the bed.

It was true that I hid food in that bastard’s room.

… I have to clean it all up.

I managed to endure the fact that I wanted to hit him in order to come to my senses.

No matter how ridiculous it is, if you hit Shione, my hand will be cut off.

“Use it…”

I asked after letting out a bitter breath.

“May I start cleaning your room?”

Peek out.

Her face protruded through the covers.

I wondered what kind of action that was.

It was the same as when a goblin hid in its burrow and only pulled out its head and was wary of its surroundings.

No, I am not my natural enemy.

Why are you becoming a noble and being wary of me?

“Isn’t that what you’re supposed to be doing? Get rid of it quickly.”

“…Yes, excuse me.”

“I don’t like fuss around me, so try to finish it as soon as possible.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“I hope you understand.”

How can a real person, and even an aristocrat, say such nasty words?

Isn’t it noble to value manners more than anyone else?

I’ll try not to talk to Shione as much as possible.

Otherwise, you might die from blasphemy or a firearm.

I opened the tightly locked window and began cleaning the room diligently.

It was so serious that I wondered how the other servants had cleaned the room before I came.

A lot of dust was blown away during cleaning so that it could be said that it was an abandoned warehouse rather than a nobleman’s room.

And one more thing to fantasize about.

Shione Cianella The author ate so many cookies.

There is only one place left after cleaning until the exhaustion runs out.

Now it’s finally time to clean the bed.

But who is my master? It is Sione Cianella, a low-ranking aristocrat.

She showed her tenacity by lying on her bed, not paying any attention to it.

I’m going crazy, really.

You can’t just hold it and throw it out the window.

Since the first impression wasn’t good, I also didn’t find Shione pretty.

“Shione Cianella, could you step aside for a moment so I can clean the bed?”

Peek out.

That hobgoblin bastard is like that again.

It’s more absurd to just stare at her without saying anything.

“I’ll try to finish it as quickly as possible. Please.”

“Haa-“

Shione let out a sigh.

She got up and trudged over her.

She buried herself in the high-backed chair next to her table and glanced at me curiously.

“What are you staring at so blankly?”

“Yes?”

“Take it away. Bed.”

“…I’ll try to clear it up as soon as possible.”

“Don’t just talk, show it with your actions.”

I can’t because I’m going to lose my mind if I listen to it anymore.

You should roughly listen to it with one ear and let it all out with the other.

I hurried to her bed.

As expected, the bed showed an indescribable level of cleanliness.

Her greasy hair, sparsely visible in the scattered biscuits.

And even the stains that show if food has been dropped.

Now that it’s like this, I’ll have to change the sheets altogether.

But the problem is Cione Cianella.

That bruised look in his eyes, as if asking how long it’s been since he sat in that seat and whether it’s still over.

I didn’t think they would wait until I went to the sheet.

“Would you mind if I change the bed sheets?”

“Surely I would have told you to finish it quickly.”

“But the sheets are going—”

“Who said not to change the sheets?”

“…Yes?”

“Go quickly. Sheets.”

Saying that, Shione even touched her chin.

She managed to suppress her urge to really run over and punch her in the chin.

I wasn’t so angry when the orc spit on me and provoked me.

I can’t imagine how deep this bastard can piss people off.

When I put on a blank look for a while, he didn’t like that, so he started another fight.

“Do you have time to bruise?”

“I’ll be back soon.”

I hurriedly left Shione’s room.

On the way to get the sheets for the new bed, he quietly whispered in Korean, which is not the common language for the first time in a long time.

“f*ck…”

Even if I got caught, I got caught by a real crazy b*tch.

I can’t figure out how the hell to rehabilitate that bastard.

“Haa… What else is the slave thinking about?

Since there is no one in the hallway, I can feel no sign of anything, so I should be able to talk to myself like this.

It’s just a pity that there is no one to listen to my laments about my miserable situation.

At times like this, it would be nice to have a companion.

I returned to Sione’s room with the bed sheets as quickly as I could.

As expected, he glared at me as soon as I entered the room, as if he didn’t like that bastard.

“It’s much later than I thought. Thinking it’s the first day, let’s skip this one time.”

“…I just want to thank Sione Cianella for her generosity.”

No matter how many times I picked it, I did not forget to respond steadily.

Fortunately, as if my reaction was correct, Shione didn’t say anything after that and waited until I completely made the bed.

“It’s over. Thank you for waiting.”

“Good job.”

Shione immediately got up from her seat and ran to the bed.

The word ‘do-do-do’ made a heavier sound from the floor due to her weight, but if you look at it, it was.

Shione once again hid under the blanket like a reclusive loner.

She started her final tidying up with her behind her back.

Since the ventilation was sufficiently ventilated, I closed the windows and took a moment to get my cleaning tools and go outside.

Peek out.

That bastard took his head off the blanket again and looked at the back of my head.

I can’t even ignore the gaze I feel.

I turned around and faced Sione again.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“I’ll be back anyway. Bring some refreshments along the way.”

“I will do that.”

Shione nodded her head in satisfaction.

When she grabbed her doorknob to really get out.

Shione pulled her head out of the blanket again.

“You know you have to bring a full plate, right?”

“…I will do that.”

He’s such a great kid too…….

As I walked out into the hallway, I whispered softly in Korean, which is not the official language of the continent for the first time in a while.

“Siivaal…”

Sione Cianella How the hell am I supposed to rehabilitate that bastard…….

I can’t get a f*cking feeling.