TL: Toasty
ED: Toasty
The leaves changing colors in autumn started. If it already does this a little, gathering fallen leaves is necessary.
While feeling that kind of change in the seasons, I was helping transplant flowers into the flower bed. The part I was originally raising, because they are still blooming for a little bit, it let me avoid the employee entrance and exit and wait for when they become seeds, and so when itâs the time for planting seeds, Iâll raise them. Tuberoses and tumerics are bulbs, so Iâll only cut the flowers, and after a short while, Iâll dig them out, and prepare for them to pass the winter.
The last part is changing things like the potted plants of the pine cones and angelâs raiment flowers, and using the trolley, I carry them near to the employee entrance and exit. From the estate entrance to the back entrance of the kitchen, there is a road connecting them, so along this road, if you put potted plants, I can make sure they are exposed to the sun.
With the size the flower bed has and because there is quite the distance of making a round trip, itâs several days of work. I have stamina, but little by little, the change of the flower bed is interesting. My father plants new flowers, and I clear the flowers that have finished blooming.
It becomes early afternoon when I finished todayâs portion of clearing flowers. When I end up doing only this work all day, I canât do something like inspecting the whole garden. When I wipe my sweat dry with a towel, someone I recognized appeared from the employee entrance of the estate.
ãGood afternoon, Katherine-san. Are you going out shopping?ã
ãIsaac-san, good afternoon. Yes, Iâm going out to buy things like tea leaves and coffee beans.ã
When I greet Ojouâs maid in waiting, Katherine-san, a greeting is returned. Sheâs holding onto a memo and wearing a small pochette that a purse might be in.
Somehow she looks a little weak, so I tried asking.
ãHow much are you going to buy?ã
ãWith the current supply of beans, itâs a little bit of a larger portion.ã
When she lets me look at the memo, certainly for Katherine-san alone, it seems to be a heavy quantity. I think about it a little, and then ask Katherine.
ãUm, Iâll only be holding the payload, but if I go together with you, is it a bother?ã
ãEhâ¦â¦ã
ãWith how I donât have the chance to go to something like a store directed for nobles, even only looking from outside, I want to try.ã
A commoner like me has no reason to be in the store, I understand that. But, even if I can only observe from the outside, there might be something of use as a reference for gardening.
After this, because patrolling the garden is serious work, it becomes studying as Iâm following my father. It doesnât mean Iâm making light of that, but for me, my sense of what is beautiful to aristocrats isnât sufficient as it is now, and I have a feeling that I canât landscape the visitor area like my father.
ãI donât mind.ã
When I stare at Katherinne-san as if to ask, while confused, Katherine-san accepts.
ãThen, Iâll go tell my father. Iâll immediately come back, so please wait just a little.ã
ãItâs fine if you donât rushâ¦â¦ã
When I immediately break off running, Katherine-san uses a voice of worry to my back. Is she worried about whether or not Iâll fall over? For the sake of conveying Iâll be fine, I raise one hand and wave.
I receive permission from my father, and go towards a store on the center road with Katherine-san. With only one road being different, the usual market road and scenery, as well as the people, are different. Basic carriages go back and forth, and the people here and near the entrance of stores or on the terrace of cafes. People like us going on foot appear to be servants.
For me, I hold a bag for coffee, and in front of a store that deals with tea leaves and tea sets, I am waiting for Katherine-san. At the market street, nearly every store is distinct, but I learned that for stores catered to the upper class, there are specialist shops that specialize in this one genre. There is a big glass window, and their merchandise is being displayed. Itâs like a Japanese store window.
The appearance of a symmetrical building also leads to the Ernest houseâs garden near the front entrance. As expected, the feeling of being arranged with bilateral symmetry is popular with nobles. I also think itâs pretty, but I prefer peacefully blooming flowers and grown trees, so I thought I have to get used to this. I regret that Iâm still not good with pruning flowers even now.
My salvation is that the Ernest house, rather than extravagance, prefers eleganceâ¦â¦
In my field of vision, almost every store had large windows displaying their merchandise. Even if itâs not a precious metal store, they dazzlingly decorate them with gems, and encase them with artificial flowers such as roses, and there are several stores whose goods stand out. Yes, itâs painful for my eyes.
I donât understand whether or not the product or the store wants to stand out. But, now, for the store Katherine-san is entering, by the window there is a table and velvet tablecloth, and the pure white silk that is drawing a line sits on top. Then, surely, the teacups and the porcelain pots that were unified with the design, were arranged as if they were just before you drink. Near the pot, I donât know whether or not they have any contents, but there are cans filled with tea leaves with the storeâs logo. I felt a sense of nonchalant elegance.
Because, with the mood of the store where one is sent on an errand, one can tell the tastes of the employer, asking to come along paid off.
When I was satisfied with that, in front of my eyes, a carriage passed by.
I take a step backwards to check the width of the road. Unconsciously, my eyes follow that carriage, and the cafe we passed by earlier enters my vision. Itâs exactly the early afternoon, so itâs thriving. On the terrace seats are guests. Because there is sunlight, at the tables, umbrellas are placed, mainly to protect the women from ultraviolet rays. For this worldâs people, theyâre aware of UV rays, arenât they? Well, even if they donât understand them, being sunburnt is disagreeable, right?
Somehow or another, I look at the guests underneath umbrellas as they are. Then, my gaze stops on two of the guests that are there.
One of them is a noble woman. As if they can go to an evening party, they are wearing luxurious dresses and their makeup is thick. To put it bluntly, itâs gaudy. Itâs the type Iâm weak with.
The other is a boy around my age. He was a handsome boy that exceeded women. His hair is colored like lilacs and gently wavy. Because Iâm used to seeing beautiful people at my employer, Iâm not surprised, but with only a marvelous appearance, I get the impression he has the smell of gardenias.
His complexion is bad.
The reason my eyes stopped is, even if you account for how he was under the parasol, he still looked pale.
I look for the cause of his complexion and understand, itâs the woman next to him.
Although she doesnât seem like family or a relative, sheâs strangely close. Hugging his shoulders, she strokes the contours of his face as if intoxicated. Her eyes arenât pointed at the child.
A molester?
No, isnât this one step short of sexual harassment? If this is something like power over them, itâs power harassment, right? Because itâs easy to understand why the boy isnât resisting, that potential also exists.
ãIsaac-san, thank you for waiting.ã
Katherine-san comes out, holding a can from the tea specialty store she entered. I remove my gaze from the cafe and turn back to look at her.
ãNo, I gained some good knowledge. Thank you very much.ã
When I put my feelings into my thanks, Katherine-san smiled a bit.
ãâ¦â¦Fufu, because for Isaac-san, there is no lie about that sort of thing, Iâm worried. Although I should be giving my thanks.ã
Sheâs troubled, or rather than that, she seems to be amused when smiling, and I tilt my head in confusion. Although I asked, why is Katherine-san saying her thanks to me, I wonder.
Katherine-san encouraged us to go, but the boy from earlier weighed on my mind, and I looked one more time at the cafe.
ãWhatâs wrong?ã
ãNoâ¦â¦ã
This time, Katherine-san tilted her head in confusion. This isnât a place I usually come, so Katherine-san doesnât understand what Iâm looking at.
Because today, Katherine-san came only as an attendant, the assessment of the situation and what I can and canât do is only in my head. But, as for disregarding such a facial expression of someone whoâs the same as me, I canât do it.
Rather than being afraid, itâs horror. The woman next to him doesnât seem to be carefully considering the boyâs opinion. It feels like sheâs completely playing with a doll. Receiving looks like your existence is painted out, how scary that is, I know.
When I look around the surroundings, I recognize a certain person and call out.
ãBig brother!ã [T/N: Argh, itâs really more just the sense of âa young manâ but to be consistent with âMatteus-onii-chanâ becoming âBig Brother Matteusâ I stuck with this.]
ãZack. Meeting you in this kind of place is rare.ã
One of the young chefs who I meet in the kitchen is alone. Out of all the young guys in the kitchen, as one of the still younger men, I often catch sight of him preparing vegetables. He has a shaved head, like a first year baseball club member.
ãDid you also go shopping?ã
ãMhm. My dad told me that there were good smelling mushroomsâ¦â¦ã
ãThen, incidentally, let me request this of you! Katherine-san, sorry for pulling out mid-route!! Please return with this young man!ã
Because this young chef is a coworker of the Ernest household, I leave the sack of coffee beans I was holding to him, and bow to Katherine-san. I include the meaning of asking him, raise one hand, and show her, and then start running from the two of them.
I could hear their voices call out my name, but I didnât look back.
Avoiding carriages and people, when I approached the cafe terrace, a smell not suited for a place where you eat meals assailed my senses.
Concentrating the smell of lillies, itâs a strong smell that had a sharpness to it like a Winter Daphne. Iâm not proud that I even know which flower it smells like. Breathing in the thick air with a smell Iâm weak with, I start to feel bad. The surrounding guests also, their faces were frowning.
ãMiss, it smells.ã
ãWhâ!?ã
I tell the woman who is the cause of the smell straightforwardly. The woman, towards me who suddenly appeared and said something rude, turned her astonished eyes to me.
ãIf you use too much of that kind of perfume, meals, tea, and also alcohol, everything wonât taste good.ã
When youâre making a meal, if you have perfume on, it will be a hindrance to cooking, and you canât taste it. In my previous life in Japan, as for stores that have a No Smoking sign, itâs important for the sake of smelling the flavor of food and enjoying yourself.
In my high school days, there was a time I was attracted by the smell of a little tobacco, but the times the chemistry teacher smoked, because the food would taste bad, and when he stopped the thickness of my blood vessels returned and the rice would taste good, so I gave up, striking my stomach and declaring hopelessly I would become fat.
Tobacco can be regulated, but perfume is in the category of fashion-conscious things, so regulating it is difficult. That is, as well as in my previous life in Japan, this country of Avrentrot is the same. Some of the guests in the surroundings looked at me with eyes as if asking what is this guy saying.
ãPerfume thatâs a little bit fragrant is exactly right, isnât it? Miss, although youâre a lady, are you not aware of that sort of thing?ã
Itâs a smattering of knowledge from my younger sister in my past life, so Iâm not making a mistake. It seems like something similar to Oku-sama.
ã~~what kind of rude commoner are you!?ã
I confirm that the woman, whose face turned red in anger, stood up with a bang, and then catch the upper arm of the boy. At my statement, his eyes went wide, but because his eyes had fear in them, he looks back head-on.
ãIf you want to remain here, shake off my hand. If itâs unpleasant, escape.ã
ãEh?ã
I say it so only the boy can hear, and then pull on the arm of the boy and start running.
ãThat glitzy aunt, I think Iâd prefer if she used cosmetics sparingly.ã
At that time we left the woman who had strong cosmetics on, I said only a few words.
Although he has poor control over his feet, he runs while pulled along. But, does he not exercise, I wonder, as heâs slower than me.
A voice is raised behind us, and when I glance fleetingly behind us, the womanâs servants or guards, there are two of them chasing after us. At this rate, theyâll catch up to us.
I immediately make a turn, and step into the gap between stores. With the width being barely enough for an adult to fit into, because itâs in the shadows, just to be sure, I conceal us with dark magic. This is the first time Iâve disguised my image of being erased while moving, but I donât understand how skillfully it was done. Itâs only a little, but if itâs hard to notice, itâs only a character. [T/N: Honestly this one had me stumped, as itâs literally âcharacterâ as in a kanji character]
When we come out of the gap between stores, we appeared at the market street. In one go, the waves of people filled our vision.
For a commoner like me who is used to this many people, without hesitation I enter the market street. The seized arm, for a moment, hesitated, but followed along without retreating.
At the point we entered the market square, the shadow membrane broke, but finding two children in the middle of all of the adults here is next to impossible, I think. Certainly, with the extent that the signs of our pursuers vanished, both him and I were silent.
ãâ¦â¦w, wait!ã
I stop walking at the voice mixed with a long breath, and when I look over my shoulder, I could see the outline of the face of the boy breathing heavily, covered in sweat. Because of the pedestrian traffic of the market street, we canât run, so I was only speed walking, but it seemed to be hard work for the boy.
ãYou donât have endurance, huh?ã
ãIâm, Iâm not from a calvary warrior family, although, for nobles, thereâs no reason to be exercising, rightâ¦â¦ã
ãBut, if itâs Leo, he nonchalantly follows.ã
ãWho, who is thatâ¦â¦ã
Even if I say heâs the prince of this country, I wonât be believed, huh?
Or perhaps I should say, Leo is strange. If itâs the case that nobles, due to their family lineage, donât train, the royalty training is something that generally wonât be understood.
Which reminds me, because the minigame of Leoâs route, with the tactical RPG, is close to commanding forces, even in the game, Iâm not aware of his fighting strength.
First of all, because weâve taken a considerable distance, I tell him itâs fine, and matched his walking speed. When he gets his breath back, I give him my name.
ãIâm Isaac.ã
ãUm, Isaac. You, why did you help me?ã
ãI didnât help you.ã
ãEh?ã
Heâs surprised, but I also tilt my head in confusion.
ãEven though you escaped with your own feet, how did I help you?ã
I was only holding onto his arm with enough strength that it can be shaken off. Even now, although Iâm not holding his arm, he is walking together with me.
At my words, he is confused.
ãFurthermore, because I couldnât endure that situation, I had to think of countermeasures.ã
ãAhâ¦â¦ã
The boy, who realized it was only temporarily escaping danger, imagine how it would be from here, and his complexion turned poor. When I stroke the back of the boyâs back, I wonder if it was too much, and even though it was only a little, he fell forward.
Heâs never received this kind of treatment, has he, and he looked at me as if perplexed. But, because his facial expression became better, I laughed.
ãHere, letâs go.ã
ãCâ¦â¦ come to think of it, whereâ¦â¦?ã
ãFinding shelter is also difficult, and because a commoner like me wonât understand, Iâm thinking we should consult someone.ã
ãWho??ã
He tilts his head in confusion while following me. Going through the employee entrance, I walk to the middle of the garden. With a timid appearance, he continues on behind me.
ãIs this okay, I wonderâ¦â¦?ã
ãBecause I will properly ask, if itâs no good, only Iâll be scolded.ã
Coming out of the trees that are like the middle of a forest, when we go under the hedge, he stops and lets out a sigh.
Now, around the water fountain, the verbenas surround it with red, white, peach, and purple, in that order. Those in the back, because they are below the edge of the fountain, I encourage the boy to sit at the edge of the fountain.
ãYou, your nameâ¦â¦ ah, should I be using formal language?ã
ãHah, really, after all this time? Itâs fine, already.ã
I ended up being smiled at as if in shock. Well, he was making a less gloomy facial expression, so itâs fine, I thought, while sitting next to him.
ãI am Nicholas von Rudolstadt.ã
ãThen, Iâll introduce myself properly. Iâm Isaac Baumgartner. Iâm working as the Ernest houseâs apprentice gardener.ã
The moment Nicholas heard the Ernest houseâs name, he gazed in wonder.
ãEh?! Then, this is the Dukeâs houseâs garden!?ã
When Nicholas looked around restlessly and became panicked, the hedge made a rustling sound, and Nicholasâs shoulders sprung up.
ãAh, Ojou. I was just thinking I should call out to you.ã
ãZack, as expected, you were here. Dennis was worried you were late in returning, you know.ã
I canât make a detour, she says, and while taking off her overcoatâs hood, Ojou scolded me. I thought rather than worried, my father was angry, but with the extent that she knows someone to search for them, Ojou is kind. As for the matter of my father, because even after this, I canât go back, I resign myself to at the least being hit with a fist.
While preparing myself for a scolding, I smile and thank Ojou.
ãThank you for searching for me, Ojou.ã
ãIâ¦â¦ it wasnât for you in particular, I came to look at the verbenasâ¦â¦ã
As she turned her eyes towards the water fountain where flowers are blooming, Ojouâs words are cut short. When I also follow her gaze, hiding on the other side of the water fountain, Nicholas becomes startled while looking at me.
ãAh, Ojou. This guy is Nico.ã
ãâ¦â¦Nicholas.ã
ãThat. Sorry, I canât remember long names.ã
ãItâsâ¦â¦ not a ghost, itâs a personâ¦â¦? Zack, heâs someoneâs son! Why is he in this place!?ã
ãIâm protecting him.ã
After Ojou is surprised, at my answer her facial expression becomes one of shock, and she deeply sighs.
ãHe isnât a pet, you knowâ¦â¦ã
ãBut, it was because he encountered a molester.ã
ãâwhat are you saying to a young woman!!ã
Ojou is surprised at my vocabulary, Nicholasâ face turns red in embarrassment and in a hurry, he closes my mouth. I remove the blocking hand, and look over at Nicholas.
ãBecause I was thinking of consulting Ojou, itâs faster this way.ã
ãWâ¦â¦ why to a girl~?ã
Nicholasâ facial expression weakened as if he was about to cry. For Nicholas, a guy, because consulting a girl is pitiable, heâs embarrassed, but with commoners or a guy like me, thereâs nothing I can do.
ãA girlâs opinion is also needed. Hey, Ojou. If you look at him, what do you think?ã
Ojou stares at Nicholas who is trying to hide behind me. After a short while without words, as if to let out a sigh of amazement, she states her impressions.
ãHeâs pretty, as if being drawn inâ¦â¦ã
ãAs expected, this guyâs a beautiful person, huh?ã
Although women arenât as beautiful as him, heâs strangely mistaken for a girl. Ojou, for a moment, mistaking him for a ghost is also fascinating, isnât it. I donât understand, but maybe because itâs this guy, something can be done.
Itâs pheromone-like, huh.
ãAh, I am sorry for being late in my greetings. I am called Lydia von Ernest. Please forgive the rudeness of my familyâs servants this time. Please accept my apology instead.
ãHyoeeâ¦â¦ it, itâs fine, itâs nothing like that! Iâm Nicholas von Rudolstadt.ã
ãâ¦â¦Oi, donât apologize with me in the middle. Though, why is Ojou apologizing?ã
Nicholas is hidden behind me, so Iâm put in the middle of their conversation.
ãZack being rude, this isnât the first time, isnât it?ã
ãThereâs no need for Ojou to apologize, because it was my action, I should apologize. Nico, Iâm sorry. It seems I did something rude.ã
ãSeems, huhâ¦â¦ itâs because you were rude, I was saved, so itâs fine. Or perhaps I should say, thereâs no feeling of remembering my name, is there?ã
ãFor that too, Iâm sorry.ã
When my apologies pile up, already at that way of being called, he forces a smile to say itâs fine.
ãWhich reminds me, why are you hiding?ã
ãUm, because a young girl is also a womanâ¦â¦ã
From some time ago, Nico is trying to hide himself as if to not enter Ojouâs field of vision. But, in the self-study garden with a small water fountain where the sun is shining, because there are little places to hide, Iâm used as a shield. It seems that with the encounter with the molester, because girls are coevaluated, somehow or another if he thinks their gaze looks towards him, itâs the subject of fear.
ãOjou is fine. Itâs because she has tolerance to Leo.ã
ãWhat kind of foundation is that? Thatâs rude to Roy-sama. First, Nicholas-sama is in a different category.ã
ãEh, then, Ojou also wants to sekuhara Nico?ã [T/N: I kept this term in because with the way Ojou speaks in the next sentence, it came across as him using a Japanese term that she wouldnât understand.ã
ãI donât understand what sekuhara is, but for me, the daughter of a duke, I cannot do something rude to Nicholas-sama.ã
ãAs expected, Ojou is cool.ã
Because Ojou puffed her chest out and declared it, I put praise into my applause. But, was it because I said she is cool, that Ojouâs eyes became half-closed as she looked at me. Even though Iâm praising her.
Because again, I hadnât properly asked, for the purpose of thinking of countermeasures afterwards, I sat back down at the water fountain, and asked Nico the circumstances. Encouraging Nico to sit back down again, I lightly patted my thigh.
ãHere, Ojou.ã
ã? What is it?ã
ãIf you sit like that, pollen will stick to your skirt.ã
After she tilts her head in confusion, Ojou understood the intention, and her face became red.
ãNo thank you!! If itâs sitting on top of Zack, I will stand!ã
ãThat sort ofâ¦, if there is a young lady being made to stand, then I will also stand!ã
ãSince thereâs space to sit, if you sit down, isnât fine, isnât it?ã
ãThe main point is, why are you instilling these ideas!?ã
ãBecause I think itâs cute.ã
If the water fountain was surrounded with colored blocks, it was like a frame of flowers, I thought. I heard something like scolding from Ojou, and when I honestly replied, two people were drained of strength.
ãEnough alreadyâ¦â¦ã
ãItâs hard, isnât it, Lydia-sama?ã
At Lydia who seemed to be worn out by something, Nico says some sympathetic words. What is Nico feeling sympathy for, I wonder.
Anyways, once we settle down and talk, I lead Ojou by the hand, and have her sit sideways on top of my knee. If this is the case, itâs easy to walk with Nico, and flowers wonât stick to the hem of her skirt.
Ojou being seen as slightly stiff is in my imagination, right? Well, the level of comfort of a boyâs knee is painful, is it?
ãNicholas-sama, are you going to even tell us about the situation!?ã
ãY, yes!ã
At Ojou, seemingly in a hurry to break the ice, while feeling obliged, Nico teaches us the circumstances.
ãMy house is a countâs, but my father, for the purpose of working for the prime minister, is often invited from other higher noble houses.
So, I am brought along by my mother, and frequently participate at tea partiesâ¦â¦ she wanted help choosing presents for her nephews and so on, so with that reason, I was personally invited, um, and couldnât refuseâ¦â¦ã
While talking, Nico became dispirited. Although thereâs no helping being unable to reject someone higher up, at his state of affairs of being unable to resist being pressed to do something by women, for a man, itâs a miserable feeling that injures someone so bad you canât recover.
ãAnd then, because I was entangled with an older woman with bad dispositions, I was brought along.ã
ãOlderâ¦â¦ now is fine. If it comes to it, with the situation you were taken away by a commonerâs child, they are certainly making a clamor, arenât they? I will tell the Rudolstadt house, as soon as you return, that we coincidentally invited Nicholas-sama, who had lost his way.ã
ãOjou, you talk fast.ã
ãSince itâs Zack, you wouldnât do something like tell the other person youâre a relative of the Ernest house.
Nicholas-sama, can you say that since you didnât have money, you were immediately released?ã
ãOf course.ã
ãBecause this time, I have a relationship with this, because the expectation is that certainly my mother is close with the Rudolstadt house, from now on, if you are here for something, you can visit this house.
Howeverâ¦â¦ concealing the circumstances and intending to ask my mother for cooperation, please understand there is a possibility she will be aware of it.ã
ãI, I understandâ¦â¦ã
ãEven if you secure shelter, we still have to do something about the main cause.ã
ãThe other person is a woman, butâ¦â¦ã
ãThatâs right, huhâã
If the other person is a man, then you can punch them or use force, but if you do that kind of thing when the other side is a woman, Nico will be treated as a perpetrator of violence. When Ojou and I are worried, Nicoâs facial expression gradually becomes gloomy.
ãWell, first of all, letâs vent out your stress until now, right?ã
ãEh?ã
At my proposal, Nico makes a face that says he doesnât understand how he should respond. After I ask Ojou to excuse me and let her down from my knee, I opened the pouch I brought along from the laundry drying area close to the route I approached from.
ãWhat is that?ã
Seeing the lump thatâs like a leather pillow that I took out from the large sack, Ojou and Nico look into it, seeming curious.
ãThis is something you hit.ã
I brought along a tool that I use during the times I train with Master, but I donât know its name. There is a place for you to stick your arm through and one side has a handle, so itâs something that is set up like a shield. Itâs a reasonable size, so you can also use it for kicking.
ãRight, come as youâd like.ã
ãEh? Eh?? Whâ¦â¦ what should I doâ¦â¦?ã
At me, who set up the leather bag, Nico is bewildered. Itâs far from battle training, but it seems he hasnât been in a single fight.
ãHit this with all of your strength. With all of your complaints about things like disgusting feelings or old hags.ã
ãDisgusting feelings⦠what is that?ã
ãIt means something you find disagreeable.ã
ãWhat kind of meaning is in thisâ¦â¦?ã
ãFirst of all, itâs refreshing.ã
Nico and Ojou donât really understand the situation. When heâs told only to try punching, timidly Nico makes a fist, and hits the leather bag.
ãWeak. Do it with all of your strength. After, tighten your sides more.ã
ãEhâ¦â¦ã
Compared to before, heâs filled with more effort, but heâs still weak.
ãYou arenât using your voice. Trying saying itâs disgusting.ã
ãThâ¦â¦ that kind of thingâ¦â¦ã
ãSince if itâs here, no one will hear you, no matter how you verbally abuse it, itâs fine. Here.ã
I said something like that to Nico, but that reminds me, Ojou was here.
When I convey to Ojou with a gesture that just to make sure she is plugging her ears, with both hands, she plugged her ears. I confirm that, then with wind magic, make a membrane that hinders the sound that arrives only in Ojouâs surroundings. Making it perfectly soundproof is unreasonable, but I can make it so itâs difficult to hear. Well, even if she was able to hear it, Ojou who couldnât say the abuse, I donât think she would remember it.
After showing some hesitation, Nico pushes out his fist together with his voice.
ãD, disgustingâ¦â¦!ã
It was the first time such a heavy sound was made. He understands that until now, the feeling of his fist is different, and Nicoâs eyes light up.
ãItâs good, isnât it?ã
ãCertainly, itâs a little refreshingâ¦â¦ã [T/N: Oh Zack, you corruptor.]
Once again, I say, and when I set it up and fix it, this time without hesitation, together with his voice, he hits it with his fist. When he hits it several times, Nico, even if you left him alone, began to voluntarily vent his complaints.
ãClinging, clinging, clinging, clingingâ¦â¦ itâs disgusting, you know, you old hag!!ã
A good fist came in.
ãIf my father has something, say itâ¦â¦ thatâs the reason you can say that, right!!ã
Again, another good fist comes in. Or perhaps I should say, Nico, compared to me, is worse? Well, thatâs only the stress heâs accumulated. Even with his angry facial expression, that heâs still beautiful in a sense is amazing, huh.
Nico, finishing hammering in his fists, when breathed heavily and wiped his sweat with his sleeve, took deep breaths to catch his breath. Then, he shows a beaming smile.
ãAhh, that was refreshing!ã
ãIâm glad.ã
ãâ¦â¦I donât understand boys.ã
Undoing the wind membrane, when I communicate that itâs fine if she already stops plugging her ears, Ojou looks at us as if itâs hard to understand.
In my previous life, after something like a test, with my friends at the batting cage, we shouted things without any meaning while swinging, but I didnât see a girl at that sort of thing. It seems girls donât understand the feeling. While saying something like the names of ramen, without any meaning, itâs fun.
Even if heâs finished venting his stress, I think about future countermeasures.
ãSince you arenât always at your motherâs side, after your mother doesnât notice you, there are times when the other side conveniently ends up attached to youâ¦â¦ã
ãHow should I avoid them, I wonderâ¦â¦ã
ãAh.ã
At my voice I unconsciously raised, the two of them look my way.
ãIn the first place, if youâre not a target, itâs fine, right?ã
ãWhat do you mean by that?ã
ãIf it reaches the point Nico has a different perspective, because the other side wonât approach and come, he wonât have to run away.ã
For the enemy in a game, the enemy is only fixed in place, so itâs a matter of whether or not to encounter, but because itâs reality, you can change the circumstances itself about becoming an enemy.
ãCan I do that sort of thing?ã
ãMaybe you can, butâ¦â¦ã
ãBut?ã
ãThereâs risk to Nico. Beyond this point, because it will become hard for your friend, and it will be difficult when thereâs a girl that you likeâ¦â¦ but, will you do it?ã
ãI will do it.ã
Because Nico immediately replied before hearing the idea, Iâm surprised.
ãâ¦â¦Thatâs a nice resolution, but is it fine?ã
ãRather than think such repulsive thoughts, Iâll do anything. Originally, since women came, werenât they jealous, and with my face, I donât have any male friends because there are only those who speak ill of me. Furthermore, I donât feel I have the spirit to do it, at the time that by any chance that kind of girl is born, itâs important she has a beautiful body!ã
ãO, ohâ¦â¦ã
With ghastly vigor, he talks while growing stronger, and when I notice it, Nicoâs face was at point blank range. Youâre going that far, Nico? Ojou also, from Nicoâs appearance, seemed to earnestly feel a sense of danger. I turn towards Nicoâs compassionate look.
I press on Nicoâs shoulders, and after making some distance, say the idea I thought of.
ãIf Nico becomes an onee, it would be fine, you know.ã [T/N: Purposely kept untranslated, as the raw gave the idea that Isaac is using JP terms, much like âsekuharaâ]
ããOnee??ãã
Nico and Ojou, not understanding the meaning, repeat the words.
ãSince itâs fine just to pretend, you can keep the gestures and wording as a guy, but make it womanly.ã
ãCertainly the public opinion of his surroundings will change, but will there be an effect because of that?ã
ãBecause Nico is thought of as the opposite gender, he becomes a target. However, from that other person, will they respond to the same sex, I donât think so.ã
ãIs that the way that is it?ã
ãWords and gestures that seem like a womanâ¦â¦ã [T/N: Dammit Zack, youâre making him into a trap.]
Nico, who doesnât understand what he is good to use as a reference, because he looked at Ojou, I give him advice.
ãOjou isnât of use as a reference. Itâs because sheâs cute.ã
ãWhâ¦â¦!?ã
Abruptly, Ojouâs face turned red. Was she angry I said she isnât of use as a reference? It isnât badmouthing, as if you use Ojou as a reference, maybe Nico wonât be like an elder-sister, wonât he? Certainly, although itâs a man who looks to be a girl, itâs like a job change. I heard that my sister in my previous life complained that there was one friend that she didnât see eye to eye with. If thatâs the case, rather, the extent of perpetrators seems to have expanded. [T/N: Literally âchild thatâs a girl of a boyâ but itâs honestly super clunky, so I took a small liberty with this one.]
ãThen, what kind of style is good?ã
After Nico forced a smile at Ojouâs reaction, I was asked.
ãUmm, for the first person, use a feminine-sounding I, something like an advisorâ¦â¦ and a feeling that you say your opinion without holding back.ã [T/N: Frustrating translation, because Japanese has a lot of first person pronouns, so Zack says to use âatashiâ (rather than âwatashiâ [neutral], âbokuâ, or âoreâ [male]). It doesnât convey as well, so blegh.]
ãSomething like that, I canât have the confidence for thatâ¦â¦ã
ãNico is a beautiful person, so if heâs domineering, itâs fine. In exchange for being unable to physically attack, use the weapons of a beautiful person.ã
ãThis face as a weaponâ¦..?ã [T/N: Zack is setting him up to be the ojou-onee-sama I canât]
At Nico, who with the nature of a beautiful person, had encountered harm, it seemed he didnât have a thought to use that appearance of his as a weapon. Make those large eyes of his round by adding a border to his long eyelashes.
After a bit of silence, Nico seemed to mumble he was prepared for the worst and heâll try to do it. Even though it was only his speech, heâd practice a little to get used to it, and receive cooperation from Ojou for confirming its practical effects. When the other person, the dukeâs daughter, didnât flinch when she said that, he gained bravery.
Taking a deep breath, Nico opened his mouth.
ãEven if Miss Lydia is passably cute, it is no match for my beauty, isnât it?ã [T/N: help i coughed up a lung laughing]
Lightly sweeping his hair, domineeringly, Nico declares it. There, Ojou lets out a muu sound, becoming angry.
ãâ¦â¦I donât have an objection, but somehow itâs frustrating.ã
ãAhhh, Iâm sorry, Lydia-sama!ã
ãYou canât turn back halfway, Nico. Itâs a success, isnât it?ã
ãEhâ¦â¦ã
ãOjou, how do you feel?ã
ãIt was the feeling as if I had it pointed out to by someone of the same gender. If someone had taken an attitude like that, I could not be aware that it was a man.ã
Hearing Ojouâs impressions, when Nico seemed to have a real feeling of its effect, his facial expression shined. Heâs happy with how he wasnât believed to be a guy, and itâs a little strange thing to say, but since itâs Nicoâs circumstances, it canât be helped.
ãIâ¦â¦ I, will go with this!ã [T/N: Uses âbokuâ, then âatashiâ, thereâs really no way to convey this in English, dammit.]
Nico, making a guts pose, although it emphasized his femininity, he was seen as indomitable. [T/N: You can search it, but âguts poseâ is where both hands are clenched up and held up at just around shoulder height. Sadly, this is not the âguts poseâ as Guts from Berserk.]
ãOhhh, do your best. If itâs for stress relief, Iâll go along with you.ã
ãThank you.ã
Smiling with his whole face, Nico nodded. Looking at Nicoâs appearance full of determination, Ojou mumbles.
ãâ¦â¦Zack comes up with really strange ideas, doesnât he?ã
ãIs that so?ã
ãAlthough itâs expected as a serious question, it became somewhat ridiculous. Itâs strange.ã
ãI see.ã
Understanding Iâm not being praised, I smiled.
I see Nico, whose face is a complete change from the time I first saw it, and became happy. There are things you donât understand when you donât try them, but I think itâs important Nico is looking forward to it.
That day, Nico and Ojou return to the estate, and with a carriage of the Ernest house, send him back home.
One month later, when Iâm working in the garden, Ojou visits just as always. Behind Ojou, thereâs one more person together with her. That other person, while waving their hand in a big way, passed Ojou.
ãZaaack, I have arrived, you know.ã
ãOjou. Nico, you came again, huh?ã
ãAlthough I didnât tell him, why is Nicholas-sama here the day I meet Zackâ¦â¦?ã
ãWell, Dia-sama, I told you to call me Nico-chan, havenât I?ã [T/N: Zack what have you done]
At Nico, who shows a forced puffing of cheeks, Ojou is worn out.
ãIsnât it too serious?ã
ãMy, if you perform, you have to do it thoroughly, or youâll be found out, wonât you?ã
ãNico seems to be a cunning person now, huh?ã
When I say my admiration, Nico smiles sweetly.
ãEven so, it is fine, isnât it? Then, Zackâã
Smiling like that, swiftly an arm was put around my shoulder.
ãLet me punch it.ã [T/N: You have no idea how much I was tempted to translate this to âlet me hit thatâ because itâs still accurate.]
The misleading statement that is too honest is cruel, but Iâm already used to it. When he seems to be happy with the tested method of relieving stress, Nico periodically asks me to become his partner. Because the damage from perverts and sexual harassment seems to remarkably disappear, it seems to already become an ordinary hobby.
ãBecause Iâm almost finished cleaning, so wait.ã
ãPlease huuurryâã
While sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom, I entertain Nico.
Nico, who seems to be waiting impatiently, clings to my back and urges me to hurry. [T/N: Zack, you did this to yourself.]
ãIf thatâs the case, you can separate from me.ã
ãThatâs right, please do not be a hindrance to Zackâs work!ã
Sweeping is fine, but when I say because movement is hard, he should let go, Ojou also gave a warning.
ãNot a chance, Dia-sama. Are you jealous?ã
ãY, youâre wrong!!ã
At Nico, who cheerfully asks, Ojou who was teased, had her face turn red as she got angry. From there, because the two began to argue, I absorbed myself in my work.
Recently, the work BGM has become lively.
Well, rather than waiting motionlessly, if Ojou isnât bored, itâs fine, isnât it?
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