Ascendance of a Bookworm

The feeling of being swallowed up in the heat and eaten slowly from the edges is the same and memorable as before. Focus your consciousness as much as you did before, and I will try to resist trying to retreat the fever.

I haven't made a book yet!

I try to gather around the heat, remembering the way I did when I got out before, but unlike before, there's too much heat.

Whether it's pushed or not, it's going to be pushed back and flushed the other way around.

I'm really in the way! Get out of here! I don't want to die like this!

Yikes! And as I was shaking off the heat around me vigorously, all of a sudden the heat began to suck up all over me in one direction. It's like a vacuum cleaner CM where a ton of garbage is sucked and going, and the heat of eating around you is gone.

Get lost like this!

I'm sending the heat off, too, to pack it in a vacuum cleaner that sucks me off.

Interesting how the fever keeps decreasing, sending it out one after the other, something is bread somewhere! And it sounded like it could be played.

At the same time, the motion that was inhaling heat stops perfectly. He even tries to send it back.

Is that it? Vacuum cleaner, broken?

Somehow I feel like my vacuum cleaner is broken because I'm in good shape and I'm sending in heat.

... Could it have been a bad thing? What am I gonna do?

As the fever drifted away at once, I gave it to me for a while. Of course, if no one tells us what's going on, there's no other being than yourself.

Looks like you saved me, and I'll think about it later.

We're losing heat, so let's just get rid of it. Unlike earlier, I push it around the fever of eating, which feels reduced to about half.

It's not hard to suppress less heat and lid it. I stuffed the unwanted product in cardboard and pushed it into the closet, keeping it all in the center.

I was feeling my consciousness slowly surfacing as I was wrapped up in a sense of accomplishment that was finally over.

When I woke up, it was another world I didn't remember.

No, really.

I don't think it's a dream because the attack with eating makes my whole body feel better, but my head is crisp.

Where are you, here?

First, dim. Though at first I thought the sun was going down, the darkness is only on my head, and there is a slight light coming in from my feet.

So my vision was secure, and I found myself surrounded by a dark green sloppy cloth that was full of ceiling, or my vision, and the bed I was sleeping in. Only half my foot is like a curtain opened.

It's not a flickering lace like a princess, it's a canopy bed covered with a thick cloth to avoid people completely. It is up to the rich to use so much cloth.

What if now it's time you reincarnated into a temple nobleman!?

The material in the bed is also completely different from my bed. Not always sleeping straw, covered with warm wool woven sheets and thick warm futons on top of soft materials. My skin feels good, and I feel very comfortable sleeping.

The Reino era used duvets and soft luxury blankets in springy beds, but the memory seems to have been quite repainted in a year's life. Whether I lay down my body with Goron or move my head every single time I try, I even find it strange that pillows and futons don't say cassava, and straw pops out from under the sheets and doesn't tickle.

The straw is warm, too. If you get used to it, you can sleep even if fleas and dandelions eat you. If you get used to it.

Ugh, I haven't had a futon that feels good like this in a long time. I want to sleep more like this.

Although my bed to use with Thuri is so small that I have to be careful hitting the turnaround, this bed has a size that it's okay to gobble up.

I stopped to the edge of the bed with a gobble and saw a chair by the bed and a small table, with a candlestick out of the fire. All of this is something I don't recognize.

But by gobbling, I got a totally familiar thing in my eyes. It's my hands and my hair.

When I reached out and pulled my hair, I could only confirm that there was no change from Mine's appearance.

... You weren't reincarnated. If so, where are we?

I explore my memories in an attempt to somehow remember what happened before I lost consciousness. Speaking of which, before you lost consciousness, you did tell Benno to contact the guild chief.

"... ahhh, could it be the guild leader's house?

I was talking about having magic equipment to handle the fever of eating, and I'm pretty sure this is the Guild Chief's house. I'm also convinced of how rich you are.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?

I don't want to wake up because my body is weak, but you should know what's going on. Sleeping on the edge of the bed, he gently reaches out and pulls a bit of a curtain-like cloth that is hanging.

Did you hear my voice, and the curtains swayed loosely, and strangers came into the ceiling?

"Oh, um..."

Please wait a moment.

"Huh? Ah, yes"

I can't even move without knowing why, and as I twirl into the futon and wait, my body warms up and the sleeper comes.

Shit, I'm dying to sleep again.

When I started to get upset, I heard the door opening and closing, and the quiet footsteps approached. I'm rowing a boat during class, and consciousness returns at once, as I awoke in the teacher's footsteps.

"Mine, you're awake?

As the flutter and curtains swayed, a light cherry twin tail peeked and came into the ceiling with a lit candle of fire.

"... ah? Frieda?"

"Yeah, I am. How much do you remember your situation?

Frieda puts the candle on the table and lowers her back to the bedside chair. Feeling the atmosphere of talking, I tried to wake up my body, too, and Frieda pushed me away.

"This fever should have been quite a strain on the body. You'd better stay put."

"Thanks, but I'm going to fall asleep when I'm falling asleep to talk to you..."

When I woke up and sat in bed, Frieda said with a bitter smile, "Don't push me".

"Uh, it was my situation, wasn't it? I remember being swallowed up when I was in Mr. Benno's shop.... there was too much to do alone. The fever of eating had been sucked away somewhere, but could it be that Frieda did something about it?

I've never had a sudden loss of heat like that before. Perhaps you used the magic equipment Benno was saying, but then wouldn't that mean I broke the expensive magic equipment?

Contrary to me, whose blood draws me away, Frieda nodded several times with a gentle smile.

"You're almost right. I packed it just so I could pack it in my near-broken magic kit. Although the magic equipment is broken, I think Mine's fever has decreased considerably. What do you say?"

"Yeah, it's gotten so much easier. But magic equipment is expensive..."

When asked in bright blue, Frieda offered me the price with a very pleasant looking good-looking smile.

"Yep. Two small gold coins and eight large silver coins were broken earlier. Mr. Benno said Mine would pay, but can he really pay?

I can only assume that Benno knew the price of this magic appliance when Benno priced Lincoln's additional information. Otherwise, it would be too perfect.

That? But at first, you put an information fee on two small pieces of gold, right? Then it wasn't enough...

I nodded towards Frieda, feeling some groaning in Benno's words.

"... you can pay"

"I can't believe I really had it... I lost mine"

Frieda, staring lightly and surprised, swells her cheeks slightly dissatisfied.

"When I couldn't pay, I was talking about getting Mine to register at my store. My uncle told Mr. Benno the price of his magic equipment was one small gold coin and two large silver coins, so I thought it would never be enough to stay ahead of him. Mr. Benno is better than me."

I refused two small pieces of gold, goodjob! And it was a serious interruption, Mr. Benno, who raised the information fee to critical!

Because on the day I get a job in a store that traps me to the price of such life-threatening magic equipment, there will be a hole in my delicate stomach!

Frieda points her lips slightly at me stroking her breasts down.

"The magic appliance earlier, by analogy, just sucked up the water that almost zeroed out of the cup. The water in the cup is not gone, and as it grows, the amount of water increases again. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Six months before a year ago. A month before six months ago. Now more than a month ago. The fever of eating, which was getting harder and harder to handle, is calming down now that the magic equipment has sucked it away. Though considerably reduced, I know best that I will be increasing again from now on.

"The trouble is, the water increases faster than the rate at which the vessel grows. So maybe it'll only take a year or so until it's full again."

I guess it's because I eat the same thing, I know as a fact that Frieda's words are right. As I nodded, Frieda said faintly with such a faceless expression that she consciously eliminated her emotions.

"So, Mine. Think carefully and choose. Do you live even if the nobles keep you and kill you? Do you live with your family and die like this?"

"Huh?"

His eyes blinked at me. Frieda grinned like trouble.

"Magic equipment is basically owned by nobles. My uncle, who found out what I was eating, left me to the money and bought and fished for broken magic equipment of no value to the aristocracy, so I still have some magic equipment in my house, but even if I look for something else, I don't think I have any more."

"Yeah yeah!? You mean two small gold coins and eight large silver coins that are about to break worthless!?

When I opened my eyes wide, Frieda tilted her neck loosely after blinking several times.

"If you think it's the price of life, it's not that expensive, is it? Sorcery equipment that works properly requires large gold coins. If the civilian eater wants to live, he'll have to sign a contract to work only for the nobility, buy magic equipment, and be kept and killed to pay his debts."

Of course, from the way Frieda described it, I wondered if Frieda herself had received the same explanation over and over again.

"... maybe Frieda too?

When asked if he had signed with the nobility to buy magic equipment, Frieda nodded with a flowering smile.

"Yep. I've already made a pact with the nobles, and I'm allowed to spend as much time here as 15 adults. After the bar mitzvah, it is decided to be the concubine of the nobility."

"Huh!? Oh, oh, my concubine!? I'm saying I know what it means to be a concubine!?

I couldn't believe the words coming out of the mouth of a poor, pretty toddler girl, and when she pampered her mouth, she looked at me like Frieda was surprised the other way around.

"... that reaction, Mine knows what a concubine is like?

"Because a concubine, a concubine..."

Not a word normally known to children aged 6-7. Plus, it can't be plain to say that I know what it means and it's decided to be like that.

"We talked about becoming second and third ladies, but when we become formal wives, we're annoyed by inheritance rights, priorities between wives, etc. Especially since my family has more money than junior aristocrats, my uncle said it's more likely to produce useless crap."

"Hi, no, no, no! Guild Leader! What do you say to the kid!?

Shouting unintentionally, Frieda looked at me with a slightly harsher expression.

"Mine, I'm not an HR. If you choose to live, you will live in a world of nobility. If you don't stand around well, you're rarely killed for another reason, even if you have magic equipment. Information is important to protect yourself. If you're hidden, you're in danger yourself, right?

"Sorry, I was the one with no thought"

As usual, I don't seem to have lost my peaceful Japanese thought. A world of peace and living warm water and this is a different world.

Frieda smiles bitterly at me for apologizing.

"Never mind. It's pretty special in my case. Your uncle is the head of the guild, and you're doing a lot of business with the nobles, right? You want a connection, you beg for help, and you can choose what's good for you and your family."

"What are the terms...?

Somehow I leaned my neck in the stream and asked, "Well done. You listened! Frieda opens her mouth with such a face.

"I can own a shop in the aristocratic district. Instead of giving your husband a room or giving him away, he can have his own shop. Although we have the store opening fee and the cost of living, it's the same as branches in the aristocratic neighborhood, and I'm very excited to be able to do the business that I gave up on eating."

Frieda laughs with a sparkling smile.

I was more confused when my whole body expressed that I couldn't help but look forward to a glowing future.

"... yes, what. Frieda doesn't think about marrying anyone she likes?

"Well, Mine. What are you talking about? Which way would marriage be for the father to decide who to deal with? Even if you choose from a few candidates, it doesn't make any difference to marry someone you've decided to marry."

"Ah... right"

Oh, my common sense, the insanity here.

Speaking of which, it's up to the father to decide who to marry. I'm totally home and house mate.

"So my family is satisfied that I can be based in an aristocratic neighborhood, and I will pay my husband 30% of my sales, but I can have my own shop, and physically distance myself from my husband seems to keep me away from trouble, which is a good condition for me."

When I'm told about the future of being a concubine with such a cute smile, I'm complicated even though I know common sense is different.

"But Mine wouldn't have any advantages for nobility, would he? It could be a life of envy even for my position as a concubine. Think about it and live a life you won't regret at all."

Oh, well. Because I eat the same food, I need the refuge of a nobleman to live.

So the next time the fever of eating is saturated, they tell me to figure out how to shake myself.

Will the aristocrats keep you dead, or will you stay with your family and die?

"Thanks. I'll think about what I'll do. It's good to hear more."

"Yeah, you don't know anybody around Mine, do you? If you ever have a problem with eating, talk to me. 'Cause I think we're the only ones who can really tell."

Because eating is a rare disease, few people know it. It was really comforting to have someone to talk to.

"Thank you for your help. I have to go home."

I can see the room getting darker and darker. It must be time for the sun to go down. If we don't get home soon, my family will worry.

I'm done talking, so when I try to get out of bed, Frieda pushes my body back into bed.

"I've contacted your family, so it's okay. Rest like this."

"Huh?"

"Your family still needed you today."

"How long have I been unconscious today?

It was too unexpected that the date was changing. When I peel my eyes, Frieda puts her hand on her cheek and leans her neck slightly.

"They brought me in before lunch yesterday, and it's already sunset today. It seemed to drain quite a bit, and it seemed to take a long time for the fever to go down and then I woke up conscious. Even if you're conscious, you're supposed to keep it till the day after tomorrow's baptism."

There seemed to be various exchanges, out of my knowledge. My stomach hurts just thinking about my reported family condition.

"Lutz will be here tomorrow morning, and I'm sure you'll have a family. Close your eyes again and rest."

"Thank you, Frieda"

"Think carefully about your opinions before you discuss them with your family. … Tomorrow, if you're feeling better, make the sweets you promised"

The sight darkened as Katari and risen Frieda grabbed the candle and left quietly.

I rebelled at what Frieda told me, and I was going to think about it a lot, but my body seemed to want rest, and even as I sat down, my lid came down thick.

If we dived into the futon in the first place, we couldn't possibly resist a comfortable futon, and Kakun and his consciousness fell.