Living in this World with Cut & Paste

Episode 62: Trouble Has Came

Breakfast the next morning after Silfi and I had our first morning.

Somehow it's awkward to see Aisha.

Of course, Aisha was behind Silfi, and she didn't come to my room last night.

... I know, but... but it's kind of awkward.

Aisha's condition is extremely, and nothing changes on the street at all times.

So I guess I'm the only one with this awkward feeling.

By the way, Sylphi said... it's very easy to understand what it is.

Every time Aisha asks something, she leans down with her toes.

... To be honest, I never expected this kind of Silfi.

Either way, I don't think it would be a good idea as it is.

This place is a man. Not if I don't hold on!

I can't say it's awkward!

We're going to live together forever, so this has to be the norm.

"Replace!

Give Aisha a bowl and have the meat soup cooked.

And I'm going to eat with the pak.

The boulder is [Cooking LV6]! No matter how much I eat, I never get tired of it at all, and it keeps getting in my stomach.

Seeing how I was doing, it seemed that Silfi had gradually regained her usual condition and asked Aisha to replace her.

It seemed a little deliberate, but was this good?

... here we go.

I'll have another drink, too.

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The week that followed quickly passed.

The mayor comes to the house, or his parents come down to look at the land for the cranhouse.

Accompanying it came architectural experts from Wang Du, or so on.

No, the time just passed so quickly...

And it was the alchemist's wife who accelerated her busyness even further.

Don't tell me! He talked to me, even though I asked him to.

I don't think I've spoken disorderly, but I think I've spread the word quite a bit.

My uncle and aunts in the mall, who always take care of me, celebrated one after the other and brought me all sorts of things.

I'm glad to know that it's a pure celebration only to the people I take care of...

...... Silfi really pissed me off.

Me too... and the alchemist's wife got so mad.

"I'm sorry I didn't stop properly either, but I wanted you to think a little more... sir"

I thought I had to talk to you properly because I'm looking after you, but you certainly weren't thinking enough.

I had to think deeper.

... It's already a great reflection.

By the way, I think my alchemist's wife, my husband, squeezed me in cottery, too.

Yeah, reflect as you wish.

I looked like that and watched my angry wife, and Silfi stared at me.

... Ah, me too. I'm sorry.

And most of the commotion has calmed down because of the spread of our anger.

When I thought...

A bomb that wasn't even a ton came to my house.

"I heard that His Highness Sylphide would see you here, and I came. Can you see anyone?"

Looks like someone's been visiting.

I can hear you calling me from the outside.

"Yes, I'm coming now ~!"

When I replied and headed to the front door, a splendid carriage popped in my eyes.

The whole carriage was painted in black, the edges, etc. were decorated in gold and what a luxurious carriage.

Oh, this is... definitely your aristocratic carriage, isn't it?

And earlier he was raising his voice in the doorway was his grandfather, who dressed brilliantly in a bearded butler's clothing.

"You're from this house, right? I came to ask if I could see His Highness Sylphide..."

Apparently they're running errands on Silfi.

Well, that's true... there's no way a butler would come to visit me like this in the service of a nobleman.

"... yes, I'm here"

When I answered that, a man came out of the carriage wearing fine clothes with a luxurious decoration.

Older than Sylphie.

Maybe he's one of the nobles who lives in this town... I have no idea.

I wasn't even interested, but I guess I won't be able to say that from now on...

I came to say hello to the Alchemist's wife when she found out that Sylphi was in town. Is that it?

While I was thinking about it, I said the most incredible thing when I looked at the nobleman.

"Oh, what do you mean!

Noble like His Highness Silfeed, your beautiful lady is in such a dirty digging cabin.

I didn't know you were staying......!!

... What... did he say it was now?

You made fun of the house your father and mother left you!!?

Unexpectedly, when I tried to complain, I remembered that the other person was noble.

Yes, Silfi told me.

I want you to think and act more.

No, if I complain about nobility... I don't know what will happen.

After marrying Silfi, I'm just a civilian now anyway......

... but I regret it so much.

To me, making fun of this house is the same as making fun of your father and mother.

Naturally, you don't notice my remorse, and you don't even think it's bad if you do.

The aristocratic man even kept making fun of me and this house.

Silfi and Aisha came from inside the house about something as I grabbed my fist all the time and bit my back teeth and endured.

And the bad talk between me and this house, which the aristocratic man speaks so well, naturally reaches Silfi and Aisha's ears.

"... you'll always say whatever you want about my partner and the house? Claude Roselia."

As Silfi pushes her anger to death, a man of nobility... or Claude, she calls out to.

You haven't noticed Silfi's anger like that, he's been speaking to Silfi in a flat manner.

"Ooh! Your Highness!!! It's been a while.

No, you're still beautiful!! Even in such a filthy place, Your Highness's beauty will not be compromised at all!

Besides, isn't that Lord Aisha, the guild receptionist?

Claude, I know how delighted it is to see two beautiful women lined up. "

... you bastard! I made fun of the house again!

Are you stupid? You're an idiot!? Can't you see Silfi's angry?

Aisha seems pretty angry, too, and normally you'd notice!

... The butler apparently noticed this swordswallowing vibe.

This idiot nobleman has no problem with Silfi or Aisha.

"... Boy, Boy, You shouldn't"

In a hurry, the butler's people are trying to stop me, but when I get here, it's too late.

"... did you come to sell us a fight?

Silfi finally ran out.

Seeing how it went, the aristocratic man (Claude) finally seemed to understand the situation.

"Meh, there is no annihilation!... Yes, no... in such a filthy place... Your Highness, with pity... no, the..."

"Well, I see. Why don't we buy him that fight?"

You thought it didn't taste good as it was on the boulder, the butler guy came in forcefully cracked.

"Forgive me for my disrespect, Master Claude was not offended, but it is only words if I think of His Highness Sylphide.

I beg your forgiveness. "

Seeing a deacon with his head bowed deeply, he sighed, fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fu

"... there's no next time."

Sylphie narrows her eyes and stares at the butler and the aristocratic man (Claude).

When he managed to obtain forgiveness, he showed a visible relief.

"... so if you're not here to sell me a fight, what the hell are you doing here?

With that word, I guess I finally remembered an errand.

The aristocratic man (Claude) took a letter from his pocket.

"So, I heard Your Highness is getting married this time.

... I heard they were civilians, so not those who have ever applied to Your Highness for marriage, including me.

I'm not convinced...... so I made a suggestion to His Majesty.

Your opponent will play a game with us before the wedding.

If you win over us, we will be adults, and let us congratulate you on this marriage.

If you lose, I want you to stop this marriage.

Your Majesty is told to give permission, if His Highness is satisfied. "

With that said, I handed Silfi a letter I took out of my pocket.

"Why do I have to bless you? There's no reason to be convinced.

Are you done with your errands? Get out of my sight, it's just unpleasant to see your face. "

When Silfi clearly rejected me, he gave me a regrettable look for a moment, and then he glanced at me.

"You'll regret it, Your Highness!

Left behind a discarded line, he boarded the carriage and the aristocratic man (Claude) left.

"I'm sorry, sir... it's my fault"

"Yeah, that's not true. We're all bad..."

I'm curious about the last word I left, but for now the trouble was gone.