The place where Lune and I first met was definitely far from the Elven Forest.
I'd been doing logging work not too far from the dungeon to begin with, and Lune said she'd wandered over somewhere she shouldn't have been out of curiosity.
"So you fell from a tree and passed out, and this person... helped you?"
"Yes. That's right."
Lune blamed our entire meeting on herself. I'd lied to Luna, and Lune played along with Luna's words to make the lie somewhat plausible.
"Did something happen to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know... ahem."
Taking advantage of being an innocent child, Lune put her finger to her lips and tilted her head. But I knew better.
During the march back to the dungeon, Lune had wrapped her tongue around my thing and kissed it along with Lime, using those light pink lips.
"I see... That's a relief then. But why 'master'?"
"Well, that's..."
Lune hesitated and made a pitiful expression.
