When Your Boss Asks You to Play Girlfriend...
by (Hidden)
Romance Sex Story: Monica, a female knight of the Fourth Order, is summoned by her leader, Khalid, and given a mission. The mission is to "pretend to be Khalid's lover." When Monica asks if this is a new form of power harassment, Khalid stubbornly insists it is not. He explains that it is a special mission and offers an additional reward. Tempted by the special reward of a magical bow, Monica accepts the role of Khalid's lover. However, Khalid, using the excuse of being her lover (albeit in roleplay), begins to en
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Reluctant Romantic Workplace Magic .
Khalid let out a sigh. In his hand was a single document. Just looking at it made him want to sigh. He wanted to ask someone for help, but he couldn’t trust anyone who was a gossip. In other words, he needed someone reasonably trustworthy.
That’s when one of his subordinates, Monica, came to mind. She would probably handle the task properly.
She was skilled with a bow. At this hour, she was likely at the archery range, honing her skills even further. She was someone who never rested on her laurels and always aimed higher, a trait he found both intriguing and highly appealing.
Moreover, she was loyal to her duties. She didn’t speak unnecessarily and performed her work commensurate with the reward.
He placed the document on the desk with a rustle and slowly stood up, his chair creaking. His destination, of course, was the archery range.
Thwip! An arrow was released, thud! hitting the target. Just as he thought, she was there. She must have been practicing here after finishing today’s duties. Her seriousness and stamina were truly astonishing.
As Monica reached for her next arrow, Khalid called out to her.
“Monica, do you have a moment?”
“Ah, Captain. Good work today. Is something the matter? A mission?”
“Yes, a personal one,” Khalid answered with a grave expression.
“Haah? What is it?” The word ‘personal’ piqued her curiosity, but her instincts screamed that she must not defy the Captain.
“It’s a bit ... difficult to discuss here. I’d like you to come to my office, if that’s possible?”
“If it’s an order.” Monica began putting away her bow and arrows. Khalid knew how much she cherished her bow.
“I apologize for making you wait.”
“No, I should be the one apologizing for making a sudden request. I’m sorry for interrupting your practice.”
“No, not at all. I was actually thinking of finishing up soon anyway.” Her considerate words were one of her charming traits, he thought.
“So, what kind of mission is it?” In Khalid’s office, Monica, seated on the sofa opposite him, leaned forward. She likely leaned in because she wanted to hear the conversation as clearly as possible.
“Right, well ... You can relax, you know.” Upon hearing this, Monica adjusted her posture slightly, leaning back into the sofa.
Watching her, Khalid cleared his throat softly and then began.
“The task I want to ask of you is...” Under Khalid’s serious gaze, Monica gulped audibly.
“ ... I want you to be my girlfriend.”
“Eh?”
Monica thought she must have misheard.
“Captain, I’m sorry. I didn’t quite understand.”
“Monica, I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”
Monica slowly opened her mouth, then closed it. Then opened it again, like a goldfish gasping in water. She kept opening and closing her mouth as if she might start breathing through gills at any moment. She was at a complete loss for what to do.
“Monica, are you alright?” Worried by how much she resembled a goldfish, Khalid spoke up. As if switching from gill-breathing to lung-breathing, Monica closed her mouth and slowly nodded.
“Is that ... a new form of power harassment?” Monica found herself asking before she could stop.Power harassment. The term ‘power harassment’ had only started circulating in the last few years. The prevailing theory was that it was introduced by a lost soul from another world. It referred to using one’s superior position in the workplace to inflict mental or physical distress on subordinates, violating their personality and dignity.
“No, absolutely not!” But the more he tried to explain, the deeper the hole seemed to get, so he reluctantly handed her a document.
“What is this?” Taking it, Monica asked.
“Just read it, please.”
With a sigh, Monica began to read. As she read on, her eyes gradually grew wider. “Th-this is...?”
“Well, yeah. That’s what it is. I got a notice ... telling me to go to an arranged marriage meeting.”
“You could just go to the meeting, couldn’t you?”
“No, it’s just ... I don’t really want to get married yet.”
“Then, couldn’t you just not do it?”
“No. That’s the thing, it’s not that simple.”
“Then, Captain, what exactly do you want to do?”
“That’s why I’m asking you to play the role of my girlfriend.”
Monica couldn’t follow the logic from there.
“Like I said, that sounds like a new form of power harassment.”
“It’s not. I think the quickest way to refuse this arranged marriage meeting is to show that I already have a girlfriend.”
“Then, please ask the woman you are dating.”
“I don’t have such a woman, which is why I’m asking you to play the role.”
“Hmm,” Monica groaned.
“Could it be ... you already have someone like that?” Khalid asked anxiously.
“No, unfortunately, I do not.”
“Then, won’t you take on the role of my girlfriend? I believe this is a task I can only entrust to someone trustworthy.”
“It’s new-age power harassment.” Even though Khalid mentioned ‘trustworthy,’ Monica immediately linked it to power harassment. Perhaps the role of Khalid’s girlfriend was simply unbearable for her?
“It is not. It’s a proper mission.”
“A mission, you say?”
“Yes. My future, whether I can continue as the Captain of the Fourth Knights or not, rests in your hands. Therefore, it’s a mission.”
“Hmm,” Monica groaned again. She began to consider what would happen if Khalid were to step down as Captain of the Fourth Knights. It had been nearly a year since Khalid took command of the Fourth Knights. Since then, the status of female knights seemed to have gradually improved. At the very least, the work environment had become much more comfortable for Monica. Gender equality and placing the right person in the right role seemed to be Khalid’s philosophy.
“If, hypothetically, the Captain were to step down, who would be the likely next candidate for Captain?”
“Ah, well. Normally, it would be the Deputy Captain, Georgia, but ... someone might be transferred from another division.”
When the words ‘another division’ reached her ears, Monica’s face twisted. This Fourth Knights division was relatively friendly to female knights, but other divisions were not. They were clearly steeped in male chauvinism. If someone from such a place were to become the new Captain, her own position would undoubtedly be in jeopardy. So, however reluctantly, should she accept Khalid’s mission?
“Captain. Just to confirm, this role as your girlfriend ... would it be classified as a regular mission? Or does it fall under a special mission?”
Since it was a mission, this was one of the key points to confirm. A regular mission was, as the name suggested, a normal task. Anyone could handle it. But a special mission was one that only selected knights could undertake. It was a mission reserved for those who had undergone rigorous training, accumulated experience, and earned the recognition of the Captain.
“Of course, it’s a special mission. This isn’t a task just anyone can handle.”
“In that case, the compensation...”
“Ah, of course. Since it’s a special mission.”
“Special compensation...?”
“Yes.”
Monica discreetly slurped back drool that threatened to escape, careful not to let Khalid notice.
“What kind of special compensation might it be?” Monica almost rose from her seat, drawn in by the allure of ‘special compensation.’ Special compensation wasn’t ordinary pay. Sometimes it involved payment in kind.
“Let’s see ... In your case, Monica, how about something like ... the legendary magic bow crafted by the mystic armorer, Marcel?”
“Eh? The legendary magic bow? You have something like that, Captain?”
“Ah, well, yes, sort of. I have, um, connections.”
Monica gulped audibly. A magic bow—a bow that automatically returns fired arrows to the archer. For any archer, it was an incredibly alluring weapon.
“Understood. Please, allow me to take on the role of your girlfriend.” Lured by the special compensation of the magic bow, Monica found herself answering before she could think twice.
The Fourth Knights mainly served in provincial posts. It was the role of the Fourth Knights to maintain security in the provinces. Therefore, the members could take long vacations on a rotating basis. This was to meet with family left behind in the royal capital or to spend meaningful time alone.
Since Khalid had taken over as Captain of this Fourth Knights division, he had never taken a long vacation. Georgia, the Deputy Captain, persistently told him that even as Captain, he should take vacations, and his adjutant, Ian, had said similar things many times. Even so, Khalid never tried to take a long vacation, making excuses like he had nothing to do even if he did.
Then, a letter arrived. It was from his father: ‘Come home for an arranged marriage meeting. If you dislike the meeting, then bring home a suitable woman.’
Khalid was now past thirty. He could understand his parent’s feelings to some extent, but he wished they had foreseen that joining the Knights would distance him from women. No, perhaps this marriage talk came precisely because they had foreseen and understood the current situation.
“So, because you dislike this arranged marriage meeting, you asked Lady Monica to play the role of your girlfriend?”
Placing a teacup on the desk with a soft clink, the person who spoke with an exasperated tone was the adjutant, Ian. He was Khalid’s adjutant while also being an excellent servant Khalid had brought from his family estate.
“Otherwise, it’s the marriage meeting.”
“Haaah,” Khalid sighed heavily, his shoulders rising and falling.
“Couldn’t you just go to the marriage meeting?” This excellent servant said something similar to what Monica had said.
“I don’t want to get married yet.” Khalid clasped his hands on the desk and buried his face in them.
“Strictly speaking, that means you don’t want to marry a woman you don’t love, correct? If the other person were someone you cared for, you would want to marry them, wouldn’t you?”
“What do you mean?”
Khalid lifted his face and glared at his excellent servant.
“If only you would just hurry up and confess your feelings to Lady Monica...”
“Wha-, hey, Ian! Y-you, what are you saying!”
Ian let out a deep sigh. Monica herself probably hadn’t noticed. Her superior’s intentions. Nor had those around them. Ian felt a certain respect for this master who had so meticulously concealed his feelings all this time, but still...
“Luring someone with goods and asking a subordinate you’re fond of to play the role of your girlfriend ... is that the latest in power harassment?”
“It’s not power harassment. Absolutely not. It’s a mission. I told Monica the same.”
“Well. You’d better make sure it doesn’t come out that she’s a fake girlfriend, just playing a role, shouldn’t you? They may seem that way, but those people back home are sharp. This summons is likely because they know you have no intention of marrying.” Ian sighed again. If the son was like this, the parents were parents too, he thought somewhere in his heart. Having served his master since the old days, he understood well.
“What should I do?”
Khalid probably had a pathetic look on his face when he asked that. Because Ian now let out an even more extravagant sigh.
“I’d like to say, ‘Please think for yourself,’ but ... If that leads to an outcome you don’t desire, Master Khalid, it would be troublesome. Especially if it means you have to leave this division. That would cause trouble for everyone in the Knights as well. Getting married amicably and continuing to serve as Captain here as best you can would be the ideal situation.”
Here, Ian pushed up his glasses with the index finger of his right hand. “Since you’ve already asked Lady Monica to play the role, how about behaving in a lover-like manner with her? If your unnatural behavior reveals her as a fake girlfriend, it will all be for nothing.”
Lover-like behavior. Those words ended up troubling Khalid even more.
Now, as for Monica. Due to the special mission requested by Khalid, she ended up taking a long vacation during a period when she hadn’t planned one. She would use this long vacation to visit Khalid’s parents and pay her respects. As his fake girlfriend.
Monica, like Khalid, was someone who hadn’t taken a long vacation since he became Captain, so her application went through smoothly. However, adjustments needed to be made due to her work shifts and such, so she couldn’t take the exact dates she initially wanted. Also, she needed to offset her vacation dates by a few days from Khalid’s. If they applied for the same dates, perceptive people would notice. Less perceptive people would start rumors. That’s just how it was.
“Ah, Monica. I hear you’re taking some leave?” As she was packing her belongings, someone barged into her room without ceremony. It was her colleague, Kanaan.
“Ah, yeah. My parents contacted me saying I should show my face for once.”
“I thought so! Monica, you haven’t gone back home even once since coming here, right? No wonder your parents are worried.”
“You went back once, right, Kanaan?”
“Ah yeah. About two months ago.” Kanaan made a bitter face. “I shouldn’t have gone back. I probably won’t go back for a long time ... or maybe, absolutely? I might never go back again.”
“Eh, what happened?”
“Listen, Monica. When our parents say ‘come back,’ it means ‘get married.’ Remember that.”
Here, Kanaan’s ‘our’ refers to female knights in general. In other words, if their parents start telling them to come home, it means to quit being a knight and get married.
“Ugh, what should I do ... Maybe I should cancel going home...” Monica paused the hands that were packing her things, but the reason for this vacation lay elsewhere. She had planned to take the opportunity to finally visit her parents, so the question was whether to cancel that side trip or not. But then she wondered, were her parents the type to say “quit being a knight and get married”? On second thought, she had a feeling they might be more the type to say “you don’t have to get married, just keep being a knight.”
“Monica. Just accept it and go back home. It’ll be good for you to undergo the baptism I received.”
With a hearty ahahaha, Kanaan left. Monica started packing her things again with a rustle. She felt relieved that at least her vacation dates overlapping with Khalid’s didn’t seem to have raised suspicion. While Captain Khalid is on leave, the deputy captain, Georgia, will be in command of the knights, and it seems Khalid is also preparing for his own vacation. This Fourth Knights division, where if someone leaves, someone else fills the gap, was truly a comfortable place to be.
As for Monica’s vacation plans: first, she would return to the royal capital and immediately stay for two nights at the inn Khalid arranged. There, they would formulate a strategy for when they meet his parents. It seems they’ll meticulously plan to ensure her role as the fake girlfriend isn’t discovered. What would happen if Monica’s identity as a fake girlfriend were exposed? She wasn’t sure. But if Khalid’s parents were influential people, they might impose some sanction on Monica’s family. She absolutely wanted to avoid that. She couldn’t cause trouble for her own parents. That’s why these crucial two nights and three days were so important.
After that, she would meet Khalid’s parents with him, but...
Here, she ran into a problem. She realized she had no suitable clothes to meet his parents in. She might have appropriate clothes back at her parents’ home, but would she have time for that? And what kind of clothes would be best for meeting his parents? It was undoubtedly a headache-inducing issue.
Monica had arrived at the inn where Khalid was presumably staying. It looked like a very expensive inn from the outside. Since he had taken his leave three days prior, it seemed he had been staying at this high-priced inn the whole time until she arrived.
“Lady Monica.” Someone called out to Monica, who was standing there vacantly, unable to bring herself to enter the building.
“Huh? Oh, Mr. Ian. What brings you here?”
“‘What brings me here’ isn’t quite right; I came to greet you, Lady Monica. His Lordship was getting fidgety when you didn’t arrive at the scheduled time.”
“I suppose he thought I got lost?” She laughed, ahahaha, to brush it off. There was no way she could admit that she was intimidated by the threshold of this rather upscale inn.
“Allow me to take your luggage.”
“Ah, no, it’s fine.”
“On occasions like this, you should just hand it over.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you. More importantly, you’re with him too, Mr. Ian?”
“Yes, I am Captain Khalid’s adjutant.” Here, Ian pushed up his glasses with the index finger of his right hand.
“That must be tough, being an adjutant. Having to accompany your superior even on their leave...” It seemed Monica didn’t know anything. About the man named Khalid.
Guided by Ian, Monica successfully entered the slightly intimidating, high-class inn. Ian exchanged a few words at the front desk, and then Monica was led by him to a room. The room was on the top floor and looked incredibly expensive from the moment she saw it.
When Ian knocked on the extravagant door, a familiar voice sounded from inside.
“Excuse me.” Urged by Ian, Monica entered the room. At the very least, she understood that this room was also very expensive.
“Monica, you were late, so I was worried.” The moment he saw Monica’s face, Khalid spoke with an intense expression.
“Ah, yes. I’m sorry.” When Khalid was like this, it was best to apologize honestly. That was the lesson from her year of experience serving as his subordinate.
“Now, I will take my leave. I am in the room next door, so please call if you need anything, Lady Monica.”
With those words, Ian left the luxurious room. Perhaps noticing Monica watching his retreating back with a lonely gaze, Khalid softly stood behind her.
“Monica.”
“Eek...! Wh-what is it, Captain? Please don’t startle me like that.” Suddenly called by her name, Monica reflexively raised her right hand vertically, palm down, and bent her left arm at the elbow, bringing her palm toward herself, a pathetic posture.
“Are you that concerned about Ian?”
“Wha...?”
“No, it’s just ... you were staring at him so intently.”
“No, that’s not it. I was just thinking how tough it must be for him to guard the Captain even during his leave.”
“‘Guard’...”
It wasn’t entirely untrue, so Khalid couldn’t really argue.
“A-anyway, this is a really nice room. It’s so nice I’m almost afraid to sit anywhere.” Monica’s eyes darted around the room.
“Monica. Sit here. I’ll take your luggage.” Perhaps because Monica was standing rigidly while her eyes kept darting around, Khalid forcibly took her luggage and disappeared into the inner room. The inner room. What was in there? Well, since there was no bed in this outer room, there was probably a bed in that inner room. The very fact it was designed so you couldn’t see it from this outer room proved how high-class this inn was. Since she was told to sit, Monica gingerly tried sitting in the indicated spot. The sofa was incredibly plush, and she felt like she might sink into it the moment she sat down.
Now, what exactly should one do to play the role of a lover? Also, what kind of clothes should she wear to meet Khalid’s parents? She thought she needed to consult Khalid about these things. Khalid, who had gone to put her luggage in the inner room, returned.
“Ah, Captain.”
The moment she saw Khalid, Monica called out. In response, Khalid grimaced. He walked briskly over to her, looked down at her, and spoke.
“We are lovers. You should stop calling me ‘Captain.’”
“Eh? Then, what should I call you?” Monica smoothly stood up to ask. When a superior is standing, you stand; when a superior is seated, you lower your posture. That was the rule within the Knights.
“Monica, sit down. This isn’t a mission as a knight.”
“No, but ... Playing the role of your girlfriend is a mission, isn’t it?”
“Yes, but ... Yes, no, well ... That is ... It’s a mission to not get caught playing the role of a lover. So, if you call me ‘Captain,’ it might expose you as a fake girlfriend.”
“In other words, for the sake of mission execution, I must not call you Captain, correct?”
“That’s right, for the sake of mission execution.” Told to sit, Monica sank back into the plush sofa. Then, Khalid moved closer and sat down beside her.
“Ca-Captain. You’re too close.”
“So, don’t call me Captain.”
“Then, what should I call you? Lord Khalid? Mr. Khalid? I definitely can’t just call you by your name.”
“Riddy...”
“Eh?”
Monica accidentally responded with a loud voice, and it seemed she was close to Khalid’s ear. He covered his ear while sending a look her way.
“Ah, sorry. Captain. It was reflex.”
“So, not ‘Captain.’ Call me Riddy. From now on, every time you call me ‘Captain’ ... Let’s see ... I’ll give you a kiss.”
Even as he proposed it, Khalid was internally panicking intensely
(What an idiotic suggestion I’ve made... )
But this was a chance. To exchange a kiss with her, openly.
“Eh? A kiss? Why?”
“Well, we’re a couple, right? I think we should practice kissing too. But if I say, ‘Let’s practice kissing now,’ you’d be on guard, wouldn’t you?”
“Well, yes, perhaps ... But even so, I can’t suddenly call you like that, Captain.”
“That’s one kiss.”
“Ehh” Once again, Monica raised her voice near Khalid’s ear, causing him to grimace.
“A lady must always remain composed.”
“I’m a knight.”
“This is about you being my girlfriend. If we get exposed as fakes, there will be no special reward. Is that okay? That magic bow by Marcel...”
“Ugh...” Brought up with the magic bow, she couldn’t argue. She had taken an unnecessary long vacation and come all this way precisely because she wanted it so badly she could taste it.
“O-okay. I’ll do my best.”
“Good. First ... try calling me by that ... name. No, not my name. The nickname.”
“Erm, well ... Riddy?” Monica called out like that, looking up at Khalid with a slightly bashful expression. That alone made Khalid’s heart start beating nearly twice as fast as usual.
(She’s ... so cute... )
That was Khalid’s inner voice. But he mustn’t let her notice. After all, this was strictly a ‘role.’ He mustn’t let such feelings show on his face.
“Understand? From now on, call me by that nickname. Since we’re lovers, it’s natural to call each other by nicknames.”
“Understood, Captain. Ah.”
“That’s kiss number two. Do you want to kiss me that much?”
“Th-that’s just habit! Having called you Captain until now, suddenly using that nickname feels disrespectful, or, how should I say...”
“That’s why you’re my girlfriend. You don’t need to think it’s disrespectful. Got it?”
“Yes, Captain ... Aah!”
“That’s kiss number three.” Khalid smiled happily and suddenly brought his face close to Monica’s. Mwah. A light peck on the lips. It was just a brief, light kiss, but it was more than enough to make Monica’s eyes go wide.
“Eh, um. Captain?”
“That’s kiss number four.”
“Eh, no, no, no, no, no! That’s not ... I mean, what was that?”
“A kiss. Since we’re lovers, it’s natural, right? Besides, I did say I’d kiss you every time you called me ‘Captain.’ There are three more left, so be prepared.”
Is that really natural? Monica felt like holding her head in her hands.
“If our relationship doesn’t include kissing, my parents might figure out you’re a fake girlfriend. So, every time you call me ‘Captain,’ I’ll kiss you. Think of it as practice, okay?”
What kind of ‘kissing practice’ is this? Unfortunately, Monica’s inner voice didn’t reach Khalid. And in Khalid’s heart, having obtained an excuse to kiss her like this, it felt like tiny fairies were fluttering and dancing about.
Monica thought that if he stayed seated this close, he might hear the sound of her heartbeat. The sudden kiss and calling Khalid by a nickname had her head spinning, and her heart was pounding like a frantic drumbeat.
“Right, Monica. We’re going to buy you a dress.”
“Eh? A dress?”
“Yes. Do you have a dress?”
“I do not.” So a dress was necessary after all, Monica thought. “In the first place, I don’t own a dress. After all, there’s never been a need to wear one.”
Monica’s parents were people descended from a certain tribe in the provinces. And they lived in that tribe’s village. Furthermore, the tribe valued tradition highly, and this was also recognized by this kingdom. This kingdom was formed by the gathering of several different tribes. Feudalism was one of its characteristics. Occasionally, Monica’s parents were invited by members of the royal family here to participate in events held at the castle, but for those, they wore the tribe’s traditional garments. So, her mother didn’t own a dress either, and while Monica owned traditional garments, she did not own a dress. In fact, Monica’s family was of reasonably high standing within that tribe. But she had hidden that when joining the Knights. It wasn’t document forgery. She just didn’t write down what wasn’t necessary. Because it said ‘optional.’ Monica’s hometown, that village, was located about a day and night’s ride by horse from the royal capital. There was no way to go get those traditional garments now.
“Then we’ll buy one.”
“Eh, right now?”
“It’s not ‘right now.’ I’ve already contacted the shop. All that’s left is for you to try it on and confirm it fits.”
“Eh, but, dresses come in sizes, right?”
“Ah, my apologies. I had to check that using the Knights’ registry.”
“Eh?” The Knights’ registry. It contained a digest of one’s life from birth to the present, including physical characteristics.
“Eh, so that means ... My height, weight, and even my three sizes...”
“Were checked.”
“Abuse of authority!”
“Rather, as Captain, I am supposed to grasp all such details about my members.”
Even if he was supposed to grasp them, he was using them wrong. Monica couldn’t help but think this was sexual harassment on top of power harassment. The term ‘sexual harassment’ was also said to have been introduced by a lost soul from another world.
“Sexual harassment.”
“It was necessary for the mission. It is absolutely not sexual harassment.”
The fact he hurriedly made excuses made it suspicious. Monica glared at him intensely. Still, Khalid didn’t flinch; he stood up smoothly and offered his hand.
“What’s this? A handshake for making up?” Monica slapped Khalid’s offered hand with a peshi. A tiny act of resistance against his behavior.
“No. We’re going out, so take my hand. Because, well ... we are a couple, after all.” His voice seemed to get slightly smaller when he said ‘a couple.’ Still, Monica glared up at him intensely again.
(She’s ... she’s cute. That intense glare is cute too.)
He couldn’t let her hear that inner voice.
“Let’s go. We need practice for pretending to be lovers. We don’t have much time.”
With a conspicuous sigh, haah, Monica had no choice but to take Khalid’s hand and stand up. Monica’s hand had calluses and thickened skin from bow training. So, she was actually embarrassed to hold hands like this, but since Khalid had a satisfied expression, it seemed like the correct behavior for a girlfriend role.
Holding Monica’s hand, Khalid informed Ian in the next room that they were going out. Ian said, “Take care,” in a businesslike tone, but his gaze was fixed on their joined hands. It seemed they had taken a step forward. Ian pushed up his glasses.
Now, the two had left the high-class inn, but Monica had no idea where she was being taken next. Having her right hand restrained by Khalid made her somewhat uneasy. After all, Monica was a knight. In case something happened, having an immobilized hand was nothing but a source of anxiety.
“Is something wrong?”
Perhaps Khalid sensed her unease, as he looked down at her.
“Hah, well. I’m just not used to it. Having my hand restrained like this makes me anxious about whether I can react swiftly in an emergency, you see.”
“What kind of ‘emergency’ are you imagining?”
“Well ... things like ... an enemy attack?”
“‘Enemy,’ like what?”
“Umm ... Bandits?”
“Don’t worry. Bandits don’t boldly attack in broad daylight like this.”
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