The next morning I was walking around to the people to finish chores on Oasis Street and ran into Captain Howard by chance.
He looked uncomfortable, but when he met me, he broke my face.
"Oh, are you Mitsuji"
"Please call me Toshiki, Mr. Howard"
"Right, Toshiki. It's a strange place to be."
This place is an Adventurer's Alliance.
I came to the Adventurer's Guild to make a selling appointment with Cayenne and Arioshon to buy me some warm meat (I plan to bring another sample for lunch break), not a big deal.
But Howard, the captain of the guards, would be different.
(Anything wrong?)
"What did you do today?
In the meantime, I'll ask under the guise of casual wind.
"No, what, you want manpower for policing. I was just talking to the guild."
I'm not lying. As far as the movement of the psychological graph is concerned, it does not seem to be a case.
"Oh, is that the flea market you're coming to"
"Yes, flea markets need to be more polite just because it's an event that brings a lot of people from elsewhere. If there was a terrorist attack, you might not be able to stop by our Oasis City."
"I'll be careful."
"Oh, yes, it is."
Howard, who looked at this one properly, cut out the story, "Speaking of which," as he remembered.
"Was it that woman bandit Poulain you caught? It's possible her people are after you."
"... is that true?
"Oh. Probably backlash."
Resentment, is that really true?
"I mean, is that because I caught Pulan? Or has it been because it stopped Mahadi from planning his escape?"
"It would be both"
Howard's voice went low. It seems more like an act of wanting to see what's going on around us than a warning.
"Whatever it is, 'Flowers in the Sky' is universally glorified as a fornicator. It's all nobility he inflicts heavenly punishment on, but I'm guessing it's because all nobility with a past behind him was the target."
"But now they're caught, right?"
"That's right." Flowers in the Sky "Mahadi should never be in the world again. He's about to be sentenced to life. But."
"But?"
"Some people may see you as evil, who have avenged their righteous parents and children," he said.
"… I remember the liver"
"No, well, you have excellent slaves. Maybe it's safer than having a bad bodyguard protect you."
Howard laughs happily that you can't skip a nasty joke. I'll give back my love laugh, too.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Howard! Next time, on Flea Market Day, make some really good meat dishes, and all the guards will come."
"All the guards? It's tough on boulders."
"You can drink alcohol, and it comes with dance and spear dance performances. Go home from work or something. Howard and the others would be cheaper."
"Hmm, don't let them say that much. Flea market day, huh? Cayenne worked, and I owe you guys one. Let's go."
"Thank you!
As far as I'm concerned, one business meeting was concluded on the way home.
When I came back to the store, it was already at Jomtien time, and it was just in front of me from now until noon.
I'm already ready to cook the meat, and then only Lutz and I will stand in front of the iron plate and start cooking.
"... is it okay, martial arts?"
Meena's face never stops. It was anxiety and sadness that the shadow of tension occupied her heart a little, but more than that.
"Oh."
"... may I have a moment, Lord"
Meena asked because of the puffiness, or the fact that she was afraid to make sure but wanted to ask.
"I don't mind."
"... Lord, you really don't sell us, do you?
"Oh, that was a joke then. He says we have something else to sell. I'll explain later. You guys are gonna have to do a spear dance or a song in the tent."
……
I didn't know what was in that silence of hers, but I seriously chose the word.
"... Hetty told me. Meena doesn't mean to act as an adventurer, but she talks about not moving aggressively. That means you don't really want to leave the store."
"... Hetty"
It's just Hetty, is it jealousy, a shake appears in the jealousy of the psychograph?
However, that's not what I want to talk about, so keep talking.
"I don't deny anything, but I just wanted to tell you one thing. Everyone is enslaved, now.... I mean, there's supposed to be a day to say goodbye."
……
"There are days when the three of us or Meena will be sold as slaves. That's what my relationship with you is really all about.... No, I'm an adventurer in Meena's case, so if you make eight gold coins and buy the contract from me before I sell Meena, they won't sell it."
"Nah, then I'll make money!
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that, too"
I don't feel like I'm doing it again.
"There are times when I have to let go one day. The time should come someday, that should be natural.... What I wanted you slaves to wear wasn't to feel safe at my place, but to be prepared to hone your skills while you're at mine and live alone even when you're out there."
"... such an honest argument, I hate it"
"You don't like that?
I thought I needed to make the tone a little stronger to the sweet tone I felt, but I stopped.
Because her face was serious.
"Buy it. Lord. I want to be with the Lord. I don't like being sold."
"... then you should make money being an adventurer and buy yourself out. That way you'll be free from slavery, so there's nothing to stop you."
"... I wanted to be Hetty"
It's a pretty meaningful word whining about what you mean.
"Hetty is close to being an employee of my shop because of her accounting and customer service skills. Her salary is also accounted for on paperwork, and when Hetty's price exceeds 100 pieces of gold, she graduates a slave. Unlike the Meenas, there are less discounts because they can't be expected to be advertised, 100 gold coins with a conditional discount to work in my shop even after slavery graduation."
"... I wanted to be. That's how I wanted to be someone who could be beside me in a legitimate position"
Meena was the face she was caught up with, so I came with seriousness.
"Meena, that, that, if you envy Hetty being beside you as an employee, it's nothing. Meena has a right to do the same. It's just, you know, since I finished buying myself a slave contract."
"... what did I do wrong"
"I don't think I've done anything wrong.... It's hard to be a witch of dreams, but I have to think about mistakes and all that."
"... can we start over now?
"Oh, can you do that? I don't know."
"It's a kiss."
I got angry for a moment.
"I just kissed him, but no, it was a first kiss, and then he told me to shut up, and it was so hard"
I felt guilty as if I had been grabbed by my heart. As such, I regret it now.
Kiss then, could have been too appropriate and cruel for Meena.
"... sorry"
……
But I wonder if it's sincere to overlap my mouth here, which creates hesitation. This guy's probably also my daughter who's been whining about some meaningful dialogue and smelling the shadows.
All the time, you think? Find me who I really am, huh?
No, 'cause it's merchants and merchandise. Wouldn't it be a relationship to say goodbye one day after all? I really shouldn't think so.
"Meena"
"... Yes"
"I'm a merchant, you're a slave, that's how it ends up"
"... ahhh"
Grinding for a tearful meena. Shit, is this right? What's right?
"But, Meena. Well, that's not how it all works out."
"... eh"
What are you talking about? I am. Wouldn't it hurt you more if you drifted off with temporary sweet emotions?
"... well, what do you think?
I wonder, is the other line. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'm better off.
"... what do you think"
"Like this, huh?
I lifted her jaw a little with my hand. Tell yourself to get just a little closer, maybe this time it should be polite rather than appropriate.
"... yes"
Oh, my God. Isn't that just the whole instruction?
"I'll grill the meat, Lutz"
"... you were kissing me, weren't you"
"... who put it"
"Uh, you know, the little ones."
"... oh"
Screwed up. Maybe even that dumb interaction has been seen.