I was unintentionally bound by a magic contract with the Northern Duke.
If he gets hurt, the injury transfers directly to me. What a miserable situation.
“Hey! Please, be careful. Very careful!”
I worried he might get blown away by the wind or trip over a rock.
“Can you please move that sword away? What if the duke gets hurt swinging something that dangerous?”
I couldn’t relax unless all sharp objects were out of the way.
“Monsters? I’ll take care of them. You just stay right here.”
I had to keep him far away from all the dangers in the world to feel at ease.
After all, it’s only right that I protect my own body.
It became normal for me to hide this troublemaker—who was constantly getting injured—behind me and keep an eye on him.
I’d even started to feel a little proud of myself for it.
“Seira, what exactly do you think I am?”
What do I think he is?
A puppy that causes trouble the moment I take my eyes off him?
“Uh… the brave lord of the North?”
And clearly, I was the poor master stuck taking care of that puppy.
