"...Evelyn-sama, are you alright?" I ask Evelyn-sama, who sits hunched slightly in her chair. I close the tent flap so no prying eyes can peek inside.
"E-Eve... I-I'm fine, it's just my other body... I had a bit to drink in my other body, so I'm kinda drunk in this one... plus Esther's having her meal... haaa..." I approach Evelyn-sama, who is flushed and breathing heavily.
"..." I feel a twinge of anger toward Esther for always hurting Evelyn-sama, but I swallow the bitter feeling.
"You've gotten really strong, Eve." Evelyn-sama changes the subject immediately, complimenting me. The praise feels good and brings a small smile to my face, considering how hard I've been working.
"Yeah, I've improved a lot. It's great that you always notice. I've gotten better with the sword thanks to what I've been trying again..." I glance toward the sound of clashing blades.
