The Strongest Knight is Actually a Cross-Dressing Noblewoman?! by Iota AIUE

Author:Iota AIUE [AIUE, Iota]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Cross Infinite World
Published: 2022-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

“Nice to see nothing’s changed in Eisberk,” I commented.

“I guess it hasn’t. How’ve you been holding up?” Wolfe asked with a smile. “Are His Highness’s wounds healed yet?”

“Pretty much. They look much nicer.”

“You saw them?”

“Of course. I’m the one looking after him.”

“You’re not his servant. Where’s your pride as an Eisberk?”

The indignation in Wolfe’s voice made me chuckle. We Eisberks weren’t a very conventional noble family, and he knew it. It was why we were walking around town to begin with.

“He’s my friend and they would’ve been my wounds if not for him.”

“‘My wounds’…” Wolfe muttered, snatching a strawberry off my plate.

“Hey! What gives!”

“Quit hogging all the strawberries.”

“Since when did you care?” I grabbed one off his plate in rebellion.

“Fair enough.” Wolfe grinned. “So…any post-graduation plans?”

“I’d like to stay in the military while I’m still welcome there. Problem is, Vulkan knows I’m a girl. He’s been willing to turn a blind eye for now, but…who knows.”

“You’re always welcome here. The female cavalry unit is dying to have their leader back.”

“I’m no leader, but sure. I’ll come back if things don’t work out.”

“And if they do, you won’t?”

“No.”

“No hesitation, huh?” Wolfe sighed. “What’s so great about the royal capital, anyway?” he asked, his black-eyed gaze full of judgment.

“It’s not about the capital.”

I’d choose Eisberk over Neue Milchstrasse any day. It’s just that… It’s just that…?

“Then what is it about?”

I’d like to know the same thing.

“Why would you ever want to live there? You can’t go around dressed like that; you can’t buy or eat the things you want.”

Wolfe’s right. I can’t even window-shop for the clothes I like. Is there really any point in continuing to flatten my gradually growing chest—in squashing my true self, just to remain in the capital?

Stern’s golden eyes flashed before mine, whisking my breath away. “I’d just like to stay a little while longer.”

At least while I still can.

“Uh-huh,” Wolfe grumbled, taking a swig of coffee.

We left the café and made our way home through the mulberry fields. Every summer, my fingers would turn blue from eating the berries, the pulp trapped underneath my nails.

“Remember the thing you did with your skirt, Bern?”

That sentence was all it took for me to realize that we were contemplating the same memory. “Mulberry stains don’t come out.”

“They sure don’t.”

One day we had all gotten together to gather mulberries for Lilia, who couldn’t come out to play. I carried them home, using my skirt as a pouch, which became irreparably stained, naturally. The head maid was furious and forced me to scrub the garment alongside her. I learned the hard way that mulberry stains didn’t come out.

Despite her anger, though, she’d made mulberry jam the next day. I remembered handing out the mulberry jam cookies that Lilia baked afterward to everyone.

The frosty, white moon hung low above us, the sky the very color of that midnight-purple jam.

“Enjoying your jaunt under the moon, Sir Lunar Ice Knight?” Wolfe chuckled.

“Not funny.”

“Did you have a good time today?”

“I did. Thanks, Wolfe.”

Wolfe scratched his cheek and glanced away for a split second before his gaze found me again.

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