I’m the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I’ll Raise My Little Brother

"My concubine...?"

Yes.

The next morning, in the backyard.

Today's song was a nursery rhyme called "Summer is not coming".

It seems that you sang the scenery of Japan's good old early summer... but the scenery of Kikunoi around here is also like this.

Then, after that, I told you about the felt handicraft I had with Mr. Ice Ring last night.

Looking at the tools I've offered you, the princess moves her eyebrows slightly.

"En-chan admires the princess and the Ice Ring." That's why I thought it would be amazing if you two could give them a handmade gift... "

"Hmm, it makes sense."

The princess is interested in the tools I've shown her, and she's going to look at them.

As I waved the fan, the tools flew from my hand to Fuyofuyo and the princess.

The princess loosely shakes her head to the side as she looks at the dedicated needle and felt for a while.

"... the concubine has been spending time with Brilliant Yang recently, so when she is making something like this, she immediately understands it." Then it would be better if I could do it with him. This is dangerous in his hands. If it's a little bigger, there's nothing you can't do. "

"Oh, that's true." I didn't have enough thoughts. ”

"No, I have nothing to apologize for." Because you do this kind of thing well, it is not dangerous for you. It doesn't matter, but if it does, think of something that I can do. "

“Yes, I'll think about something.”

Umu

Yes, the Felting Needle stabs, so if your hand slips, it'll stick to your finger.

Since Enkan is about the size of Regulus, I may get injured if I don't do it well.

Speaking of which, Regulus, it's a bit painful to start practicing your sword and crushing the meatballs in your hand.

The ointment that Lara-san makes is good for healing, but it must hurt.

Anyway, this story is about looking for something we can do, so we're done for today.

After the song in the morning, time passes with the feeling of taking care of the vegetable garden and then the animals.

I had time to study in the afternoon, but I showed something to Dr. Romanov.

"Is this...?"

It was in the study, but it looks like it's part of my grandmother's diary.

Feng Butterfly's grandmother's?

"Yes. You mean it was hidden?"

Sukushu suddenly.

When I found this, I read it, and Regulus-kun and Spin-kun were damaged. If you want to be honest about what you've said and know what you've said, I'd like someone to read it with you, considering that I might be damaged too.

Speaking of which, Sensei Romanov thinks for a moment and spins his words.

"If it's okay with me, let me read it. But I don't think that Mr. Rottenmeyer is better."

"I thought so too, but somehow I felt like I should stop it..."

No, Rottenmeyer also read her grandmother's diary, so she must have noticed that she was a thin type who didn't have to obsess over her own daughter and remained stolen by her aunt.

Nevertheless, my grandmother was respectable to Mr. Rottenmeyer. That must be the indisputable truth.

Just as Regulus' mother, Margaret, taught Regulus that his father was a "fine man".

In other words, I have a feeling that Rottenmeyer would be shocked if she found out about it in this diary.

Unfortunately, this kind of feeling doesn't come off.

Mr. Romanov nodded earnestly because he understood that.

“Okay, let's read it together.”

Please.

If it says something hard, let Lara and Veecha burn some nice scented incense and play a song that will make you feel better.

Where's the teacher?

"I... I guess I'll tell you the old story."

The gentle hands that gently stroke my head are gentle.

Make it visible to the teacher who sits next to him, and turn the cover first.

On the first page, the name of my grandmother, Kikunoi, is written in a cursory handwriting.

And, unusually, the date of birth. In the Empire, we all get old together with the New Year, so few people remember the date of birth. Because it's not as important as I thought.

However, it is written on my grandmother that it is important. He must have deviated a little from the values of the Empire.

I wonder if Sensei Romanov felt that way too, but when he looked into his eyes, his curiosity seemed to have been stimulated.

Roll over the next page to advance the reading.

The reading of the day lasted until Mr. Rottenmeyer came to call it dinner time.

My teacher and I decided to share one thing that we shouldn't talk much about with Mr. Rottenmeyer.

Gently, gently, and equally quietly, as the days passed, reports rose.

The Adventurer's Guild that was being rebuilt was made with the cooperation of the city people, adventurers, and followers of Mr. Wai Long's place.

The new guild is a two-story separate building, and the first floor is for the business of the Adventurer's Guild. The second floor is the Guildmaster's office, and the separate building is a beginner's classroom, first aid room, and emergency accommodation.

The grounds were about double the size, and there was also a sports field where you could train in combat and magic.

I asked if the money was okay, but it seems that the original pool money and the subsidy from Kikunoi were not enough, and the adventurer and the residents of Kikunoi donated the remaining funds "for the future young people" bit by bit.

Barbarian, Estrella, Haruka. Not only that, I heard that Berjulak and Wei Long had joined them. Thank goodness.

We've been contacted by most of the followers of Wilong-san who have completed their migration.

They regretted that they didn't notice the corruption and opportunity in the upper echelons at all, and they were very saddened to lose their home.

However, they seemed to be very grateful and cooperated very actively in the construction of the Adventurer's Guild, taking them in and considering that they were not prejudiced, but "people who had worked hard but got into a lot of trouble".

As for the by-product, privately, this was the target, but during this construction, I was able to meet the inhabitants of Kikunoi in person.

Everyone seemed to be kind to them, and believers were motivated to work hard on training and thinning out monsters for the residents of Kikunoi.

And then, Mr. Berjulak.

I heard a lot of stories about the prince's book, and he came back soon after he came home.

Or maybe I heard it was deliberately spreading in the alley.

This intention is subtle again.

The appeal is that the prince and I are close enough to meet in private.

More adventurers to look around.

For the rest, if I'm in a state of disrepair this time of year, I'll make it known.

Of course, the adventurers who gathered here also had their thoughts. If you work here in the eyes of the prince, you might get picked up.

For the time being, I'm going to ask Tara-chan, Lila, and Amena's Spider-Chan corps to do their best to observe the city. We have to go to the dungeon and get dinner.

Thinking and doing things don't go away, even if the days are calm and gentle.

A few days later, the two princes entered the Duke of Rotlingen's house.

So, that's it.

Two days after that, under the joint name of the two Highnesses, "I'd like to go there next week, okay? (Interpretation)" When I received the letter, I had to look far away... "