Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

Nyadia thought it was a beautiful city.

neat street. A splendid mansion to look up to. The design of the street lights is like flowers, and the lights that light there are beautiful by the time they are fantastic.

The road is wide but there are no people. Several carriages are going around sparingly. Is this really the same city as that messy junior district?

When Nyadia was unwittingly shuddering - she grabbed her hand lightly from the side.

"Here. Don't blur."

Looking up, there was a noble man in a suit there. He looks at Nyadia with a slightly angry, but worried eye.

(Yes)

I am now coming with you to the city of nobility. Dinner party invitation, I've been rocked by a carriage for an hour and a half with it.

She is also dressed in a dress pretending to be a rental costume. Remembering that, Nyadia nodded in a dull manner and shook back the great hand of yours.

Let's go, then.

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Graciously drawn, Nyadia entered the mansion of the "Viscount Tior". Townhouse without a vestibule, that hall has the appearance of one young man...

"Hey, I've been waiting for you, Nadia"

A brunette young man who greeted me with a smile. He is Nyadia's brother, Sarris.

Current owner of the Tior family. Good local lords per capita. I've heard his story from you and Rudos, but this is the second time I've seen him straight away like this. He has visited me several times before, but every time Nyadia repeatedly ran away and hid.

Yet Sarris was not angry. I didn't even try to scold the rude child. Maybe he's a really good guy. Hiding in the shadow of your greatness, Nyadia softly glances at her brother's face.

"Are you nervous? Or are you afraid of me?

"Ugh, yeah."

"Oh well. I'm relieved to hear that."

That's what makes me laugh deeply, Sarris. I felt certain affection in that eye, and Nyadia was experiencing unexpected, relieved, such chirping emotions.

"So here you are…"

Guided by the old deacon, Noble University and Nyadia, as well as Sarris, begin to make their way to the dining room. The dinner party begins at last. And there, Nyadia's "coming up" was to be discussed.

"... n"

Nyadia nagging slightly. Touching the head of such a girl, Guido laughed and said:

"Well, it's gonna be good."

The smile braved me, and the girl finally decided to be ready.

Although it is a general theory...

Normally, nobles do not take over a bastard. That's all the more true if you're an animal man and a girl.

Nyadia, who was born and grew up in a colorful city, was well aware of that. The world isn't as sweet as a story, and nobility is a more ruthless creature than people think.

Such a nobleman cannot welcome himself warmly. Nyadia still thought it was some kind of mistake about this one...

"No, ha-ha-ha! Were you! I'm sorry to hear that!

"No, no, seriously, it was tough. 'Cause that was!

Dinner party that finally started, where the soothing air was flowing all the time.

Sarris is laughing. Nobita is laughing too. The two look fun-filled and talk about "how your university got into Royal School" and so on.

Sarris was also from the school, I guess, in a sense, a common topic. The young Viscount was very satisfied to be able to speak with a famous lecturer.

But I thought it would be a tough story...

I thought it would be like a funeral...

Nyadia, who stood there, is a complete shoulder watermark. She barely even got her hands on the cooking, and the shaggy men stared with their eyes.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. I forgot about you."

……………………

"I guess I pissed you off. I'm so sorry."

Sarris, who finished the conversation, finally spoke to Nyadia.

Light. It's still light air. The harsh atmosphere was nowhere and there was no indication that we were going to have a tough conversation.

"Sounds good, doesn't it?

He read the air in the field and said that to me, too.

At this rate, you will surely hear a good story about Nyadia's "coming up". I also helped that alcohol came in, and the look on your face was bright, and its cheeks were slightly reddish.

(... really?

Can you really, really hear a good story? Where Nyadia has begun to have slight expectations - fine, Sarris has cut it out on the subject.

"Well, here's a story about this kid's coming..."

"Ah, yes!

…………

It is a moment of tension. The loose air tightened at once.

That's Sarris, too, turns off her smile and looks at you and Nyadia with a serious face.

"I'm going to take this girl. That was the first thing you told him, wasn't it?

"Yes. I heard that, too. But..."

"I'll admit it properly as my sister. I don't treat you like a swelling."

"Oh yeah!

"Of course, I'm going to let you live without any liberties. You can't be very luxurious, but I promise you clean clothes, warm meals and a soft bed."

"Because, Nyadia!

It was an undesirable condition. It was as good a treatment as the children of prostitutes, the daughters of beasts, and the underprivileged would have liked.

Nyadia gets spooked again by unexpected words. To the girl who rounds her eyes, Sarris smiles softly and continues the conversation.

"I'll put on a tutor if you want. If you want to do something, we'll consider it as much as we can. As a family, I intend to welcome you."

There was no lie in that look. Sarris was an honest man everywhere.

Now, Nyadia's happiness is like guaranteed. All she has to do is shake her head vertically. Only then can we rise to a world unrelated to the suffering of poverty and hunger. It was about happiness that you can't even hope for, and if you missed this, you wouldn't have the next opportunity, it was something that seemed like it.

I should grab the hand I was offered. That's what Nyadia's reason tells us. It's something you can tell by thinking about with a child's head. For that self-evident reason, but she...

For some reason, I had a strong sense of resistance.

"Oh, of."

"Yeah? What?

"There... can you do that, can you?

"Nap? Of course I can."

"Above the hedge, can I stay...?

"On the fence? Yes, no, it's... I don't know."

"Do you have any friends around...?

"It's..."

"To me... freedom, there is...?

"Nadia......"

So I finished the conversation once.

How long had there been heavy air standing in the cafeteria of the Tior family?

Both Sarris and you definitely understood the tongueless awkward words, the meaning they put into them. What is what Nyadia wants? What is happiness to her? That seemed clear in the slightest exchange.

"Mother... Mother of mine... didn't want to go to the house of Kikuroku, she wandered around the town, she was jerking off... I heard"

…………

"I want to be in town, too. Everyone, in the city where Takahiro and the others are... I want to jerk off."

…………

"I'm glad your brother... is a gentleman, and I think he is..."

"Nadia. That's enough."

"Nha..."

"That's enough."

Sarris was erasing people's good grins. But he had an unprecedented serious look.

With a hard face that much included self-restraint and reflection, Sarris opened her mouth again.

"I seem to have made a mistake. I can be happy if I become a nobleman. I can be happy if I get wealthy. Believe it or not, I didn't doubt it."

"Brother..."

"Maybe you're right. There is no freedom in the life of nobility, but there is no freedom. And you noticed that, didn't you?

"Mmm..."

"If so, you would have been greatly confused by my offer. I guess it's annoying. It makes sense to get away so much."

Laughing powerlessly, Sarris stared at Nyadia.

The girl couldn't think and weigh it in her chest - but she still thinks about herself. Only that was firmly conveyed to the young girl.

"Mr. Sayama."

"Yes."

"I can't treat Nadia special. I want to live in the city. But I want to benefit as a nobleman. You can't just admit that sweet story."

"It's... I know"

"Perhaps so did my father and stepmother. My mother-in-law wanted to live in the city. I did not receive the support of the nobility at that price. It's a very convincing story for me."

"Yes......"

"Blood ties are not allowed. Admittedly, this child is the daughter of the Viscount Thior family. If that happens, this kid can't go back to the Bright Orphanage."

So.

So separate - Sarris continued.

"You're not Nadia Tior, you're Nyadia-Bright."

"... yeah"

"Not my sister. He's an unaccompanied orphan."

"... yeah"

"But that must be happiness for you..."

"... yeah"

The last one, Nyadia, was crying quietly. There was also a slight tear in Sarris' eyes.

But when his brother did not spill it, and turned again toward the noble one, he said this by making his abode right.

"As nobles, as lords, we cannot provide support to individuals with no track record. I'm going back to the realm, and I'm not going to see this kid again. So...... so"

Keep an eye on this kid -.

That said, the young nobleman bowed his head deeply.

Blue sky. White clouds. Tidal smell slightly mixed.

As always, the King's Capital of Spring is surrounded by serene bustle.

Hearing the sounds of seabirds, and the sailors in the distance - Nyadia was also, as usual, taking a relaxing nap on the roof of the orphanage.

…………

I think while falling asleep. I was wondering if you were really happy with this.

Three days after that dinner party, Sarris returned to her territory. Shouldn't you have followed yourself there, too? Nyadia thinks about that no matter what.

"Nyah ~..."

Having lost her mother to poverty, she knows by staining herself with the spiciness of her bottom life, poverty.

It's tragic to have no money. It's sad not to be rich. Remembering the spiciness of those days, Nyadia grips her eyes.

But that didn't make me feel like chasing Sarris. I have no regrets about not being a nobleman. Living here isn't bad either. I like it, it's no exaggeration to say. I even want to live in this city all the time if I can...

"Nah..."

Nyadia couldn't help but feel the complexities that sprang up one after the other.

"... Hiro ~. Taka Hiro!

"Oops!?

"What's that? What's that? '

'It's a fish, fish. The one I bought at the fishing port there.'

"Are you baking? Boil, or dry?

'Bake it. Stay away from me, it's dangerous!

"Ha ha! Wow! '

"Listen!"

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When Nyadia was lost in her thoughts, the backyard became more noisy at last.

Once you glance at it, you can see there the noble daddy with the grill, and the walnut that clings to it.

(Why Yaki fish?

When Nyadia wonders...

"Look, walnut. This is a tough time for the Nyadia guy."

"Yeah."

"You'll also need time to think alone. Don't be too sticky."

"Okay!

"The support is sneaky and insignificant. For example, prepare your favorite baked fish for snacks..."

(Yep...)

Nyadia got spooked unexpectedly.

I'm not a little kid, and there's no way I'm in a bad mood with a single baked fish.

I'm thinking about something deeper right now. Even if that's my favorite fish, there's no way my appetite can come out very much.

Ku ~.

……………

My stomach rattled. It rang indefinitely. Nyadia's stomach began to make a twirling little noise at the smell of the fish cooking juicy.

The hunger I feel at the same time. Speaking of which, I didn't eat much today. Originally it was the nature of snacks, but this shouldn't, I can't wait.

At some point I realized who I was seeing. What happened to the time to think "deep things"? When I laugh, Nyadia laughs thinly at herself.

"... Phew"

It was kind of weird. Simple noble, noisy walnut. The environment I am in also made me feel that everything was funny and funny.

What was I worried about? I am Nyadia. It's Nyadia-Bright. I asked for a routine that would continue. I can't help but be in the midst of the consequences and think about the "future I didn't choose".

Return to your usual self. Let's live every day from now on here.

Nyadia, who so decided, grew up just a little...

But like a mischievous kitten, he took baked fish to the point of greatness.