Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

The next morning, Futa's private room.

"Excuse me. You didn't come back last night... but I brought you breakfast."

Knock didn't answer either.

The "chamberlain" girl slowly opened the door, bending her neck in trouble.

If you're off, gently close the door and retreat.

Quiet evacuation even when you are in the room.

However, if something happens to the Guest or is absent, there is a separate manual.

Moreover, there was no one in the room.

"... again?"

The Chamberlains don't have much contact with the guests in this room.

Anyway, there was a fixed maid on board. That is also a direct order from Her Highness.

The absence of the maid has also hindered the various schedules of the royal castle.

By the way, the royal castle has become a little noisy since yesterday I learned of her absence and this guest also jumped out.

"I don't even hear about being eaten... oh"

The waitress girl noticed a lot there.

To an organ that stays ringing.

It's bright and fun music. I don't feel comfortable in this situation.

She gently approached the side table on which the organ was riding and slowly tightened the lid.

That alone stopped the music.

"If you keep ringing, you'll get hurt. I don't see what I saw... but should I rewind the whole thing?"

I thought so much and shook my head. It's a shaped organ I've never seen before, and I'm terrified if I play it bad and break it.

So that's it.

She then cleans the room and puts her cold breakfast back on the wagon.

I noticed a lot there.

Yesterday, he hurried out and left the orchestra ringing.

The fact that it was still ringing means that he hasn't been back in the room since then.

When the sun ran out. Fouta was in the back alley of King's Landing.

He kept searching for a girl from dusk to midnight and in the morning, but he didn't look tired enough to say anything, and ran from place to place.

There is neither shame nor audience.

What is your position, because you are a guest of the royal castle?

Such a thing is a man who doesn't belong in the corner of his head.

But foolishly, nobody lowered their head to him and kept listening desperately.

"Oh, I don't know."

"I see...."

Slums in the back alley.

When I first arrived in this city, I met Lilac.

It was difficult to interview those who slept in cold cobblestones.

"If we had such a lady, we wouldn't be here!!

"No way!!

Lazy and tasteless laughter.

If I didn't know, I had to, when Huta tried to turn her back.

"- Hey, you really don't know?

A silver blade shines on the neck of a man.

Hih

Fouta rounds her eyes to the object placed behind him.

"If you give me the details, I'll give you about 10,000 gallons. Well, if you don't know, you don't have to."

The name of the object is Cross: Penglai.

The ten characters that cut his throat with a breath reflect the face of a scared man.

"Pu, Prim?

"Ok, I knew you were here, Fouta."

"What are you doing? This guy doesn't know anything."

Hmm, well then... I don't need it.

A death sentence whispered in your ear.

The man shook his head like a bubble.

"Here, if you want to talk about it in detail! Yes!!"

Now it was Futa's turn to open her eyes.

After all, Prim murmured and took the cross away from him, turning it into a clever spin and putting it on his back.

And line up with Futa.

Well, let me tell you what you know.

"I didn't see him! But just like you, there were people looking for that woman yesterday morning!

"Oh, what kind of guys?

"I was disguised, but I knew my face! These are the people who hang around King's Landing! Look, where's the Chamber of Commerce!

"Hmm. Well, I guess that's enough."

"Bye, then...."

Look, and Prim scattered 1000 gallons of banknotes.

I pulled the lid and waited for the men to get along immediately.

"... I thought you didn't know anything."

"The information is candy and blades, Futa." That's the basics. "

"I see... I see..."

"What's wrong?"

"No, the idea of turning to the candy feeder fell out....."

"Take the money. If you ask the princess, what will you do?"

Jesus, Prim shakes his neck.

"But why did you come to me?

"Message from my employer. I don't owe you anything for telling the princess."

Mr. Richter.

In retrospect, the idea was with Futa.

You are not irrelevant at the earliest. I mean, you already told me. Even I'm about to receive a war budget from His Majesty the King. "

"As Lord Treasurer, as a nobleman, I want you to give up the war."

Well, that's usually convenient.

After all, Richter's request was fulfilled - speaking of which, when I went to inform him of Corona's absence, he was in Lilac's office.

Were you having some sort of meeting?

"So Richter teamed up with Lilac!

"... no, yeah, well. Maybe so."

Prim had a slightly distant eye.

My mouth was moving, "Poor Richter."

Playing with the black two chambers, Prim slightly leaves the back alley.

Even though he said he didn't have time, Huta followed him.

"Still, you know this place very well."

"Oh, that? You're getting rumored. A skinny man is looking for the maid of the royal castle. The information battle is a blur."

"I'm sorry. I didn't feel like it."

"If the bad guys knew you were moving... well, there might be reactions in both good and bad ways."

When I looked into it, Prim opened his mouth in front of him.

"When I asked the guards at the gate, there was no sign of a girl like her going out. Regardless of the incoming luggage, I check all the outgoing luggage, so it is extremely unlikely that they were taken outside the King's City."

"Possibility,"

"Yes, possibly. It's an interesting concept. But it's not a bad way to get rid of the hard part."

"Is it wrong to look inside the King's Landing?"

That's right.

Running fast, the two exchanged information.

"It may not be helpful, but there was no sighting on Main Street. If you're lying, there's nothing you can do."

"I wouldn't be stupid to shut my mouth, and I wouldn't bother you that much if you were on Main Street. So let's trust the sightings for now."

"Okay."

The agitation accelerates over time.

If you just disappeared and went out, there can be no unnatural lack of witness information.

He left King's Landing and went somewhere. If that's all, I can still see her will.

But the reality is different.

I don't know what my current outfit looks like, but that beautiful blonde hair still stands out. Even if it was hidden, it floats.

And yet, rather than getting much information out, I flew up to the point where some chamber of commerce was looking for her.

"Corona... what's going on...!

Futa cares about her and once she meditates.

"Huta. I haven't been here long, but do you remember the phrase" chambers of commerce "that I often see in King's Landing?

"I often see the Chamber of Commerce. - No, I don't."

Yes, I didn't know the name of the Chamber of Commerce.

But...

These are the chambers of commerce that you often see in King's Landing.

When I hear that, I have a few thoughts.

The kind of chambers they "often" see in the back alleys is one of the best in the city.

"I've heard from Lilac. What is the top story of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry that owns this city?"

"Chamber of Commerce. I see, there are such things in this country. Then we'll find something like a landmark for the Chamber of Commerce and threaten the vagrants again."

"Trying to scare me again."

I thought it was a lot to say, and I just had an honest feeling.

But Prim stops and looks back at Uta.

The eyes felt something like enthusiasm.

"- Is that what you're saying?

"... that's right. Lilac often said that" priority "was important. My priority is to find Corona."

"- Yes."

Then she turns her back again just to say it's okay.

Is it the quality of the cut or the honesty of the movement?

He seemed to be much more willing to help me search for Corona than I had imagined, and Futa murmured.

"... thank you."

"- Yes."

A prime gavel that I could not hear.

Normally, this is the end of the story.

I'm desperate to search for Corona, and I'm rushing toward the "chamber of commerce with the top chambers of commerce." There is no reason to speak interchangeably.

That was supposed to happen. But...

"It's me. Oniichan, you've left him alone."

The word pierced the fleeting Fouta's heart.