When Animusfia walked out of the kitchen and met Nero again, he was not in her bedroom.
Without even having time to put on his Roman sandals, wearing only a thin layer of satin pajamas, Nero wandered around the palace on the Palatine Hill.
The soldiers and slaves who saw her around were shocked to a certain extent, but because the target was Nero after all, they immediately accepted the reality and said nothing.
If he offended her, he might be driven to Africa tomorrow to eat sand.
Even more extreme, maybe he would be thrown directly into the Colosseum and fed to the lions.
Perhaps Nero himself was not afraid, but as servants and soldiers they were.
After all, they couldn't do it like Nero, naked and strangling his army with a smile on his face.
It also makes people doubt whether the headache that the emperor complained about every day was real.
But when you think about other members of the "Julius Claudius family", Nero's headache is not so difficult to understand.
I don't know if it was their misunderstanding, but Nero gave people a very different feeling today than yesterday.
Even the aggressive aura before has been reduced a lot, although it is still there.
All in all, Nero looked more like an ordinary girl than the proud emperor before.
It's simply an amazing change.
But her expression was so bad that none of the servants and soldiers around her were willing to touch Nero's troubles.
Maybe her headache came back again.
The slaves speculated.
In addition to family genetic factors, most Roman nobles also had some mental or neurological problems to a greater or lesser extent.
There are also some believers in secret beliefs who would say that it was a punishment given to the Romans by "gods".
However, more Romans disagreed with this.
Animusphia may be the only person in this era who knows the truth. Although he does not want to change the way of life of all Romans, at least he wants to think more about Nero.
This is why he decided to use magic to remove the slaves tonight and take charge of Nero's meals himself.
Animusfia frowned as she looked at Nero, who was running around in the courtyard between palaces without the Daily Planet reporter's glasses reaching him.
What's up with her?
Animusfia used magic power to float the tableware behind her, and slowly walked towards Nero, who was looking for something.
The soldiers and slaves around Nero also gradually moved to other places under the influence of the spell to disperse idlers. In the end, only Nero and Animusfia were left in the surrounding area.
However, Nero still seemed unaware of the strange situation where everyone around him disappeared, and continued to look for something.
Or maybe she never cared about those people from the beginning.
Arriving behind Nero who was walking, Animusfia slowly took off her glasses after confirming that there was no one else around, and said:
"Why don't you even wear shoes? Your Majesty."
"Governor!"
After hearing Animusfia's voice, Nero turned around in surprise, and then threw himself into Animusfia's arms.
"What are you looking for?"
Although she didn't know why Nero, who had settled down before, became like this again, Animusfia still patiently stroked Nero's soft blond hair.
Nero raised his head slightly, puffed out his cheeks and pressed his slightly pointed chin tightly against Animusfia's chest, staring at Animusfia.
Although it was said to be Animusfia's chest, Nero's child-like figure meant that her lower jaw happened to be stuck under the xiphoid process of Animusfia's chest.
I have to say, it hurts.
"It hurts, it hurts——"
Animusfia patted Nero's head gently, signaling for her to relax. Although she didn't know why she was angry with herself again, Animusfia breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that Nero's previous panic had calmed down.
Nero, who had a very complicated family environment since childhood, still had some flaws in her character even though she had the education of Seneca.
And that Seneca would probably only bring out his own "boring" theory of the Stoics being content and indifferent to desires.
Although there was indeed an emperor who was obsessed with contemplation and philosophy, that person was obviously not Nero.
Nero always tries to get approval from others and hopes for applause, which somewhat shows her psychological pathology.
However, liking someone is not only about liking the other person's strengths, but also tolerating the other person's shortcomings.
Although Nero's exquisite face and beautiful body are indeed important reasons why Animusfia loves her————Animusfia does not intend to deny or ignore this.
But that doesn't mean Animusfia can't accept Nero's inner self.
After all, there is no conflict between the outside and the inside.
You need to love your outer appearance, and you also need to love your inner personality————————
That's what counts as sanity!
Artoria Alter in Chaldea is the best example. Even though she has the same appearance as Nero, Animusfia does not like her because of it.
.....That Knight King is too powerful, so powerful that he can stand strong without relying on others.
This is probably Animusfia's selfish desire, but for him————
Nero just needs to be like Nero.
Even if she has an unstable side, Animusfia will happily tolerate it.
And fundamentally speaking, Animusfia is not that much better than the emperor who is the beast of 666, and it may not even be worse.
From the perspective of selfishness and wantonness, Animusfia should be even worse than Nero.
However, the pain in her chest was not something that Animusfia could tolerate if she wanted to.
Although he has experienced the baptism of fighting at two singular points, he has long turned a blind eye to pain, but that does not mean that Animusfia is a Masochist who loves pain——This is what Elizabeth regretted. .
Another regrettable point is that Animusfia does not have the ability to turn off pain alone with her magically simulated nervous system.
Animusfia simply reproduced the entire nervous system in a magical way without knowing anything about the nervous system itself.
It's like copying and assembling all the parts of a car and the car can indeed run, but you don't know what process the car went through to finally run.
So trying to shut down the pain system alone is simply a pipe dream.
"Hmph, whose fault do you think it is?"
Although he still did not show weakness to Animusfia, Nero still suspended his "attack" on Animusfia after hearing his plea for mercy.
"Is it my fault?... Well, no matter what, at least you have to dress up before going out, right? If you step on something, it will be very painful."
While speaking, Animusfia snapped her fingers, and Nero's body glowed with a faint silver light and floated under Animusfia's movements.
"...It's not because you suddenly disappeared from Yu's side... You can't be found anywhere... I thought I was dreaming again..."
Lowering his eyes, Nero buried his head in Animusfia's chest again, feeling the temperature as if he would disappear the next moment.
“…..”
After hearing Nero's explanation, Animusfia was stunned for two seconds, and then said to Nero apologetically:
"Really, that's right... I was indeed too negligent. I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"Don't call me Your Majesty."
"...Nero."
"Hmm, I'm still a little uncomfortable..."
"But haven't you always asked me to call you that before?"
After hearing about Animusfia, Nero's face turned slightly red.
"That's it!"
"Which one?"
Animusfia asked knowingly.
"That's it! That, that...didn't the emotions reach that level at that time?...Wouldn't it be weird to call me [Your Majesty], Yu?...No, If you think about it, maybe it would be good to call you Your Majesty..."
Nero seemed to have fallen into some terrible hobby while thinking.
"So, is it better for me to call you [Your Majesty] or [Nero]?"
Animusfia quickly interrupted Nero's further fantasy.
"Hmm..."
Nero was in confusion.
"Well, putting aside all that, if you always treat people like dreams——I will get hurt."
Animusfia continued talking to Nero.
"Eh?!"
"Also, even if you are in a dream, you shouldn't always worry that the dream will disappear. Since it is a beautiful dream, then go and enjoy it without any regrets."
Animusfia gently stroked the top of Nero's head.
If only it was really a dream.
That way, Animusfia could enjoy it without any psychological burden.
"By the way, what did you do just now?"
Nero sniffed the scent of Animusfia with suspicious eyes.
The tip of her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled something strange.
"Well.........something about that————————"
Animusfia controlled the plates and cutlery to float in front of Nero.
"Oh! Are you going to prepare these things?"
Nero said to Animusfia in great surprise, but then her expression changed.
"I'm really happy...but..."
Nero looked at the things on the plate that could barely be regarded as food and said:
"Are these the food made by you, Governor?"
"Please do not use questions, Your Majesty."
Animusfiya said with a complicated expression.
"Hmm... As expected, it's better to let the slaves do it————"
Halfway through, Nero realized the reason why Animusfia wanted to prepare the food himself.
"Ah...you don't want others to see you."
"That's right, so I have to force you to taste my despicable craftsmanship."
"Hmm, but I didn't expect that there are things that you, the Governor, can't do."
Faced with Nero's groundless accusations, Animusfia decided to argue his case.
"Although it doesn't look very good, I have to correct one thing. I am definitely not good at cooking. I have sufficient theoretical experience."
"So you lack actual combat experience?"
Nero said disapprovingly.
"You need Yu Lai to appear at this time!"
Suddenly puffing up his chest, Nero spoke loudly and proudly.
"Since you don't choose to let the servants be in charge of the meals today, let Yu prepare it for you, the governor! Don't worry, I will definitely give you the highest quality luxurious hospitality."
Looking at the confident Nero, Animusfia really believed her words.
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"You have no actual combat experience at all!"
Animusfia said while looking at the egg liquid that was beaten into the eggshell in the bowl.
It would have been okay if it had been one or two pieces, but Nero seemed to have deliberately smashed an eggshell fragment into pieces so that they were evenly distributed in the bowl.
"Hmm, don't worry, Yu will have enough experience after this time, right?"
Faced with Nero's defense, Animusfia chose to remain silent.
"Governor, just wait and see. Yu's Roman cuisine will definitely succeed."
Leaning into Animusfia's arms, Nero raised his head and said to Animusfia.
The kitchen that was supposed to be busy with work was now, for some reason, only occupied by Animusfia and Nero.
Are you sure to satisfy yourself with Roman cuisine with guaranteed quality?
Is that so? Hope so.
Animusfia could only think so.
But then it was time for Nero, who quickly learned cooking skills thanks to the gift of the emperor's privilege, to show off his talents.
Nero did not deceive Animusfia. In the end, she actually cooked a Roman meal that was superb in both appearance and taste.
