Risou no Himo Seikatsu

It is true that Yoshijiro Yamai is a special guest for the Kingdom of Karpua, but at the moment his presence is also a top secret known only to Queen Aura and her belly.

For this reason, following yesterday's day and night, this morning's breakfast, which will be the third meal in another world, was also the only Aura, her fiancée, to sit at the same table as Yoshijiro.

If manifested in the poor vocabulary of Yoshijiro, the culture of the Kingdom of Karpua will be 'typical medieval European-style fantasy and the undeveloped Southern-style culture plus the feeling divided by two'.

If you want to, that long table, where about thirty people are likely to eat at the same time, is a substitute for splitting one round thickness in two and polishing its surface to shine.

I can't imagine how many years old the tree is, Sanjiro. When it comes to using a single large tree to this point, its cost will be far higher than the marble-making stuff.

Its large wooden table is lined with soups served on silver dishes and cages with round bread. Sanjiro was having an exotic breakfast with Aura, having fun and colloquial conversations.

"Already, ready for repatriation. The arrangement of the stars is fine all morning, so it's up to Lord Zenzilow when he'll be repatriated. Call me when it's convenient for you."

After elegantly putting the shards of round bread that wiped the bottom of the soup dish into his mouth, slowly chewing and swallowing, Aura, in a calm voice as ever, reports the current situation to Yesunjiro.

Meanwhile, Yoshijiro, who is not even supposed to know about table manners in different worlds and such, leans the soup dish with his left hand remembering how Aura was eating, carrying that amber liquid in a silver spoon to his dull, dreaded mouth.

"Thank you, Mr. Aura. Right, whenever you want to go home. I just want to ask you one thing: how much baggage can I carry to and from the world when I summon or repatriate?

Aura is such a private meal, and she is not a person to keep her manners quiet, but as the queen's companion in the future, there is always an opportunity for Yoshijiro to dine in an official setting.

From now on, Aura, who was fond of how Yoshijiro was trying to remember table manners, dared to say, "How about being made easier without worrying about manners or anything? swallowed the words," and smiled back.

"Hmm? Because summoning magic is summoning people. Basically, the only thing a person should be able to carry without being forced to wear. That strange ride that Lord Zenzilow accidentally brought in would be the limit."

Yoshijiro unexpectedly frowns at Aura's response, which greatly removes expectations.

"Wow, is that true? Trouble - can't you bring in something big..."

"Lord Zenzilow? Something you like about my royal palace?

"Oh, no. It's not about this one, it's about the next time you come over here in a month. If I could, I would have brought in all the tools of the world over there..."

"Oh, I see"

In response, Aura was very good at it.

Come to think of it, it's for Yoshijiro. Even if there's a living base in the other world, he'll own the property. As I predicted with my bellies last night, if Sanjiro is a nobleman or a millionaire in the other world, it's not strange if there's so much wealth that I don't want to let go of, that I can't hold it with both hands.

"That's certainly an issue I'd like to do something about, given Lord Zenzilow's position. Well..."

The Queen, who originally intended to answer the Son-in-law's request as best she could, devised whether there was any hand.

"............... oh yeah. Maybe I can use that one."

Having searched all possibilities in his head, Aura thinks of one possible means or joins hands with Pong.

"Mr. Aura, is there any way?

To Yoshijiro, who floats with joy and hips from his chair, Aura nodded one thing:

"Uhm. There is a carpet, depicted by the demonic formations of the junction, the foundation of space-time magic.

On the eve of this return, when Lord Zenzilow brings the carpet into the other world and summons Lord Zenzilow back into this world a month later, if Lord Zenzilow has activated the junction, he should probably be able to pull it together with something inside the junction and pull it in here.

It will not be possible to bring in the entire estate of Lord Zenzilow for a single carpet, but there will be an extraordinary increase compared to the amount you can carry alone?

"Heh, that sounds like you could bring in quite a bit! Oh, but I'm potentially, anyway, I can't use magic or magic letters at the moment..."

"Don't worry," Aura laughs and tells Shinjiro, dismayed after delight.

"It's okay. Because it's only the foundation of the foundation, the Demon Squad activates just by instilling magic. Worst of all, if you can't do that either, you just have to smudge a small amount of blood in the carpet. Blood contains a high concentration of magic."

"Oh, then I can handle it. From what, thank you, Aura."

"What, you can't thank me enough. Compared to what my son-in-law offers me, it is only slight."

That's what Aura said, returning a big smile.

Seijiro, who did not know the value of the Rubik's Square carpet, had honestly received Aura's favor, but if he knew exactly the value of the object, he might have understood a little whether Aura was trying to entertain Seijiro so honestly.

A carpet depicting demonic squares is a historical demonic prop. Magic props are made with special magic called 'Grant Magic'.

"Granted Magic" is a secret that can only be used by certain royal humans, just like Karpua Royal's "Spacetime Magic". Naturally, the demonic props, which are the product of 'conferred witchcraft', are extremely small in number and their price becomes unknown to the ceiling.

Well, the demon squares depicted on that carpet are the demon squares of 'space-time magic', albeit the foundation of the foundation. If you say so, a delicacy of two royal secrets crossed together. That can also be a testament to the friendship between the Karpua royal family and the royal family that inherits the 'conferring magic'. It's a national treasure class without question.

"Regardless, it is definitely a valuable substitute. I hope there's nothing in the other world I'll ever forget."

But Aura didn't like to impose a psychological burden on Sanjiro, didn't let him know any of that inside information, just casually, so he stayed to add.

"Okay. I will definitely pay you back."

"Um, please. Do you have any other requests? You and I have already agreed to marry, so don't be shy."

After breakfast and eating, Aura and Yoshijiro continue their conversation, sipping water mixed with citrus fruit juice. Its water, which tastes like sweet lemon, entertains Yoshijiro's mouth over a refreshing throat. Now, if you float and drink cold even with ice, it would be great.

As luxurious as ever on the inside, Yoshijiro says, as he thought.

"That's right, say something else about this... and that's right. Engagement. We're getting married, us. Then, Mr. Aura. Don't you have the perfect ring for your 'left pharmacopoeia'? If so, I'd like you to lend me one."

Aura tilts her neck wonderfully, not knowing what Sanjiro's intentions are, whether there are any customs in this world such as' engagement rings' or 'wedding rings'.

"It will be found as soon as you look, but what do you use it for?

"That's, well, the... fun in a month,"

Even if you don't know the custom of 'wedding rings', if you combine the words' lend me a ring of the right size 'and' have fun in a month ', you can easily guess as much as your fiancée returning to that world is trying to present herself with a ring.

Aura smiles strangely, perhaps containing luster, but not pleasant, and gazes from the front with Yoshijiro.

"Okay. Let me look forward to it. May I assume that in a month's time you can tell me what" The Ring of the Left Drug Finger "means in the world of His Son-in-law?

"Ah-... yes. At that time, be sure."

Eight minutes ago, Yoshijiro realized that this intention had been read, with a bitter smile, so he returned the words.