Muimui-tan

- One...

Do you want to go back then? Oh, after all, I haven't had lunch. Yeah, I'm hungry. Oh, but, you know, there's gonna be dinner, so I guess I'll put up with that, yeah, let's do that.

The sun falls as I walk with the clowns. Uh, already, that's the time. I guess we had quite a distance to the Adventurer Guild. Should we hurry? No, you'll make it, yeah, it's okay, it's okay.

Even so, there's really no one there. You miss a lot of beautiful and interesting buildings because of it.

Coming near the bridge, next to me walking, there was Kyou's old man at some point.

I've been waiting for you.

I kept you waiting.

"I just checked, it doesn't feel right."

Does it stink?

First of all, that prime minister's reputation sucks.

Uh, you seem incompetent.

"Because things are stopping flowing, it's like they're getting food distress. Besides, it's like he's upset because he won't release the food and other supplies the Chancellor's been saving at the Royal Palace."

Hmm. Personal supplies don't oblige me to release them, but they're state supplies, so you buy a little objection.

"It's like the sealing off of the sea by the Warcraft is still hitting the country."

It sounds like a dead and alive problem when it's a country surrounded by this sea that supplies flow stops.

"The death of the king like a chase, the selection of the next candidate is difficult to navigate... it's a tough situation."

Shit, the next king is decided, and I guess it sucks if I don't take the rudder and get back on my feet.

"You seem to be tightening up those who complain about the Chancellor, so you're losing your vibrancy in town."

Wow, is that why there are no people on the street? If there was only one candidate, I guess the story would have been easier. I wish one of them had broken because the country is in this situation.

"So, I'm two of the candidates, and I'm like a brother and a sister."

Huh? Really? So you're saying they're both grandchildren of former generals? He's also a grandson to the late king, isn't he?

"I'm the late king, but, well, it's me, I had an unusual taste."

An unusual hobby?

"I love beasts."

Oh, well, is that right?

"You're usually one of them, right? It's unusual."

No, well, with love, yes.

"So, well, my daughter was born, but I'm not going to admit it as a country - she was the daughter of a low-status cat tribe who could be anywhere's horsebone, so she ended up being officially stillborn."

Really?

"I know a lot about you up to this point."

Oh, that's Kyou's old lady in information.

"And it seems that it was the ex-general's son who ran off with his birth daughter. The ex-general didn't feel comfortable killing the born king's daughter, so he raised them in secret, so they're childhood friends."

Ho, that's how you connect.

"They left Horcea and were traveling merchants with their birth daughter."

Well, the king's daughter and the general's son are merchants or something - you're a very noble blood-minded merchant.

"So. They said the two eldest boys were stillborn, but they were actually alive."

Actually, it was a living pattern.

"The king doesn't have any other children, and he has no choice but to put two of his blood muscles as candidates."

Is that it? But wouldn't you rather be the king's daughter? Why would he be my grandson?

"My grandson says it's still acceptable because it contains the blood of a general."

Uh, a pattern where a child gets a higher status than a parent? It would be complicated as a parent. No, or it would be sad if a child - from a parent to a brother or sister fighting for power as a candidate. Why don't you stop it?

"It's like my parents haven't come back to Horcea."

Oh well. Couldn't my parents have sent me back to the country? Well, I wonder if this gives us an idea of the general situation. That's Kyou's old man, he's got a lot of intelligence!

Walk talking to Kyou's old man to the front of the bridge.

"Oh, it's late! I've been waiting for you!

Joan sat in front of the fence with a plugged face. Whoa, Joan, what's up, what's up?

"Hey, it's nothing! Come on, get in!

Yes, sir. I wonder what it is, Joan was acting differently, but did something come off?

- Two...

Mr. Kow was waiting as he entered the gate.

"Sissi, I've been waiting for you, yo"

As always, my long tongue peeks at me from my mouth that's about to bite me.

"Over here, yo."

Oh, Mr. Koo will show you around again this time. Nice to meet you.

There were already countless sumptuous dishes in the rooms that were guided.

"You should sit wherever you want, yo"

Huh? You okay? Doesn't this kind of thing have a mannered thing about where you sit?

Mr. Koo sits in a chair in front of me. In the back the Chancellor had already sat down to eat. You're already eating! Isn't that strange? Isn't that strange?

"Let's eat, yo."

Mr. Koo also starts eating. Um, I don't know what it is, I don't know if it's like court manners.

I look at Kyou's old man next door. Kyou's old man has a frightened face. Oh, this, after all, doesn't feel too good. It's no manners, yo.

Kyou's old man shrugs his shoulder and takes his seat. Then Joan was in his seat. Um, well, me too. I mean, it's tough to sit in a chair, what do I do?

When I was in trouble, Type 14 broke my chair with that power and made it easier for me to sit. Oh, thanks. But I'm not impressed with breaking someone else's stuff on my own.

Come on, meals, meals.

Seeing Mr. Koo and the Chancellor who have already started eating, apparently it's a way of letting the cat tribe maids take what they want and eat it. Well, there's a dozen dishes lined up on the table, and it's hard to take it yourself, because there's no reason to take a seat and move around, so there's no choice.

Um, so, type 14, can you take that fried fish fillet thing over there with the sauce and some kind of grain on it?

"Yeah, yeah, no problem. It won't reach the master's tiny hands, so I can't help it."

Well, type 14 has a lot to say.

Yeah, well, why don't I eat too? Come on, let's go!

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"What do you think, medium dish, right?

Shabby.

"My country incorporates the technology of the Reich. More sophisticated cuisine than the Empire, isn't it?

Shabby.

"This is a dish made with lots of rare zebels."

Shabby.

"I hear the Imperial Capital is a poor land where no crops grow."

Shabby.

"It would be tough without material support from your country, wouldn't it?

Shabby.

"Yeah, I know. My country will spare no cooperation."

Shabby.

"The beast eats there, too."

Shabby.

Speaking of which, the soldiers told me about your reputation.

Hey, Kew's old man, it's against manners to talk during meals.

"Well, did you say something?

Chancellor, your expression looks gloomy, but your eyes aren't laughing.

"I don't think they admire me very much."

Oh, Kyou's old man, is that even a grudge against a soldier? If you say that, the soldiers will be reprimanded later, won't they?

"Yeah, I know. I'm a drifter, so it's not going to work."

Mr. Koo is laughing sissy at the words.

"I'm still trying to get along."

I guess he's the hardship of his position up there.

"The night shifts are empty, they give people a good vacation."

Well, if they don't do what they're happy about, you can't help it, can you?

"I'd like to walk over here, but they're building walls over there, so they're struggling."

Hmm.

"That's sympathy."

"Still, it's a struggle to make this country better, so you won't get into it."

Either you go in, or you don't!

Um, the Chancellor is empty, but I wonder if it feels like he's struggling unexpectedly. I'm telling myself it's going to be a success, and I just don't know how to move it as a country and I don't know if it's going to work. Well, I guess it feels like I'm expecting something from now on.