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

- Section 8.

There was a man walking around holding his chin down.

"Shit... shit, come on... ajaro... kill me...!!

A jaw shattered with iron barrels can't even spin words properly, and a man holding a sword advances step by step with hated eyes.

Cross the wreckage mountain and head to the Olba Chamber of Commerce.

I knew where Wind Earth Notebook was taken. I heard you.

Until you kill him.

No matter what difficulties await, no matter how reckless, the man walks hoping that the expression of the wind earth notes will cloud even a little.

It was then.

"Oh, there's someone alive!

"... ahh?

"Where's the Wind Earth Note!

"Ahn, don't tell me...."

Huge hammer - no, axe. There was a young man with a single-bladed battle axe.

"Why, ah?

As he scratches his long red and bronze hair, the young man floats on the traffic surface.

"Do you need a reason to ask?

"Uuhhh!! I don't want to tell you!!

"Don't you want to tell me?

The moment I hit the stone stump on the ground, the sound of the ground spread like a ripple.

A man figures out why he mistook himself for a hammer.

This young man's axe is sharp on the blade - but it's shaped like a thick hammer like a blunt weapon as it approaches the handle.

The smoothness of weight can be seen in an instant.

A hammer-axe, to say the least, a big swing.

"I don't want to tell you... I mean... do you know?

Young people murmur and stare at men as they contemplate.

"I'm not stupid, I know that much!! If you know, tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll beat you until you want to!!

"Calm down!! The life of Winkle Earthnowy is mine!!

I see.

The young man waves a hammer axe. The wind pressurized the debris at his feet.

"Ah, I'm not lying."

Lifting the hammer axe with one hand lightly, he looks at the man and says.

"Well, I'll punch you. Over and over again."

--It was at that time that the girl caught up.

A man who is blown away with momentum and beats his back on the wall. The girl sees a young man shaking a hammer axe down his stomach just to chase him.

"Hah... hah... master. I've checked the sightings on Wind Earth Note."

Advice with hands on both knees and breathing.

Turning to her voice, the young man rounded his eyes.

"Well done, Motifs! Where did you go!?

"Yes, it's hot. He's headed southwest with people from the Olba Chamber of Commerce."

A girl called Motsuke reports this without being touched.

Beautiful gray hair with unconventional shortcuts and white skin as if it had never been exposed to the sun. The red jewels also have mysterious red eyes called kakuya.

My name is Motsuke.

The young man takes over the hammer axe, leaving a dazed impression that he is somehow not meshing with it.

"Southwest means south and west, right? I mean, behind the left diagonally!

"Master. No, Master."

I mean, this way.

"It miraculously matches, but that's not the case, Master."

"Ah? What's the difference? It's a good fit, right?

"It fits. But that's not true."

"Hahahaha, it's hot. You're an idiot! It's the right thing to do! Are you tired and sleepy? I'm sorry, please try harder tonight."

"Master. No, Master."

Occasionally, the laughing young man tries to walk.

A magic ceremony where you rush around your eyes.

"Master!!

Screaming. The next moment, a naked rising man attacked a young man from behind with a straight sword he pulled out.

"Good for people like you!!!

Ah?

I don't have time to shake the hammer axe on my shoulder.

The young man grabbed the sword with his left hand.

"... yes?

"I don't know. Did you come from behind saying you couldn't win from the front? You're an idiot."

The moment the young man put his strength into it, his sword broke apart.

"If I turn around, you'll end up in the front."

"Jappa!?

Ten melettos were blown away by a fist stuck in his face and hit his head from the head to the wall - swallowed by the outer wall, which collapsed with its power, and the man was invisible.

"Oi, it's hot."

"Yes, it's hot. Master, are you all right?"

"Wow, I didn't have to tell you! Thank you!"

He strokes his cheeky head and strolls.

"All right, the destination is diagonal to the left!

"Master. No, Master."

--Climbroom Mansion.

Richter L. Klimbroom opens the party.

I thought that many nobles would be crowded if he hosted both the royal princess and son of the kingdom's social circle - and today's event was unusual to the party of nobility.

Because Richter didn't invite nobles or royalties, but civilians who work under his gates.

And he was the one Richter personally called to take care of.

A plan to comfort subordinates in addition to compensation, which was discussed with Futa before.

I was a Richter who thought it was actually a good idea to meet the top of the workplace even when I was away from work, but all the subordinates were enthusiastic about what to expect.

Richter strokes the hearts of unknown civilians who rejoice more than they can imagine.

There will be a lot of work ahead of us, but I just want everyone to do their best and finish a short greeting and move on to a standing meal.

The replacement Richter was mostly lightly decorated with secretaries, although many - especially young female civilians - came to greet him.

"No, Mion. They said they talked a little bit more."

"There are many people who say hello to Richter."

That's what I'm saying.

"Then I wonder if I should be a little more careful about who I want to marry."

"No, not at the age I like."

"You're not alone."

"No, well, yeah. Isn't that what they say when they get married?

"The country needs you."

"That's... I want you to do your best to go backwards."

"So I thought it would be better if I could support you a little more properly."

"If the ideal is too high, you'll miss the wedding....."

and so on.

A young man appeared in the sight of Richter, who enjoyed an unusual and relaxed conversation.

"Fouta."

"Oh, thank you for the invitation, is that okay?

"Don't strain your shoulders anyway. I'm not asking for that courtesy today."

It's a dinner party with few aristocrats.

Even Lilac was reluctant to attend, and most of them were civilians or aristocrats of the same position as civilians.

Looking at the fairly large venue, she nodded as much as she could.

"In"

Richter puts his arms together. I took a little gaze down, and I was there.

A little girl connected to Fouta.

Meiiiit!

"What do you mean? Brainwashing education at the royal palace."

"No... did you miss it on your own?

"There's a duck-like imprint on the devil."

"That much?

I can't even tell you that the clothes are made for me.

Recently, I had to change all the wardrobe of the chamberlain who was entrusting the house to the butler because of too much trouble.

Thanks to this, even the secretary girl (Mion) behind Richter is in the butler's uniform.

There you go, py-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n

Richter clasped her head, pointing at her.

"Don't say that, this dick is a natural enemy."

"When did the maid become a natural enemy, Mr. Richter..."

"Since you came, Futa."

"Should I apologize?

"Even if you apologize, my sip won't go down."

Ruli, a violent girl, can't move from the spot with her head grabbed.

"Hmm... I won."

"Are you sure that's okay?

"... don't say that."

Immediately distracted and returned to me, Richter let go of Luli.

At the moment, he bit me.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!!!"

"Ah, Luli-chan, don't bite me."

"Phew, isn't it food?

"Oh, Moppie's not food."

"Who's Moppy, who's Moppy!!!!

A richter that fuzzes a toothed thumb.

Wipe your hands with a handkerchief handed over by your secretary.

"Absolutely... how could a maid be like this?"

"No, I don't know. I don't think that's the maid's standard."

"This is the standard around me. It's just a nightmare."

'Cause they all turned into butler clothes.

"My God, I can't escape the curse of a disgusting maid."

This man is really struggling, and Futa looked a little farther.

How about a drink instead…

And there came the service.

Hmm, here we go.

Meidori. Where's Master Fouta?

Well, thank you very much.

Meidori Arisu

Hand over a new glass to both hands, and the waiter returns to the venue as if he were standing.

Richter enjoys the aroma of alcohol and takes a sip, impressed by the luxury alcohol that opened up inside.

"Hmm. This is a luxury liquor from my cellar, too. It goes perfectly with this pancetta."

……

I was going to eat it later, and I mouthed the pancetta on the table right next to me, drank and nodded.

"Oh, it's extraordinary. But I wonder where this liquor came from. Everything is outsourced today."

……

"--Wait, Futa"

"Oh, I've been waiting."

I see. Well, thank you. I have one question for you. "

"Yeah, I'll ask you as many questions as I can."

"... how many of you came today?

Three, maybe.

I said, "What's wrong with my eyes that only you two can see?

"No, I think it's normal."

"I see....."

Richter, who poured Pancetta in with liquor, said with a full hand.

"... why is he serving himself at our party?

"I don't care if you ask me."

"Your maid!!!!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! The maids who were serving everywhere were clearly visible to Futa's eyes.

By the way, we're having a conversation with the chefs like, "Corona, take this" and "Hi."

"Trey Surfing!

He had already committed outrages such as slipping in the basin to move around a large venue.

I mean, that's it.

Richter gazed at the sight and said.

"This is my drink, isn't it?

"Have you noticed..."

"I thought you noticed!! It's a good price!?

"No, yeah, I'll do whatever I can to give it back."

"Don't joke. If I use you on my own, what will your Highness tell me later?"

"Well then... from me to Lilac."

"Imagine. Look, this pancetta is pretty good. And this liquor is a luxury liquor that goes well with Pancetta."

"... ah, ahh"

"Your Highness is certain. But did you have the best way to drink it? Damn it!!

Richter scratches the pancetta by emptying the glass at once.

"Shit, it's delicious!

"... Mion-san, this guy is really tired."

Fearing for the boulder, Huta asked the secretary standing behind Richter, and she nodded with her face.

It's cute, isn't it?

Eh?

……

"No, even if I lean my head, I can't hide the magnitude of my remarks.

"Mr. Richter himself said it was a rude day."

"That's a useful word...."

Futa turned her mercy on Richter, wondering if he could truly be remembered.

But this would not have happened if Futa had not come in the first place.

The tragedy of Richter L. Klimbroom continues.

"Richter kun! Is there anything delicious on this table?

"No, go back to your seats."

"I don't know. I don't care where you were with me."

Richter sighs at the cross girl who appears.

"Mr. Richter. Is Prim still working as a guard today?

"Hello, Futa. It's really a holiday, but I heard it was a party. It's like I don't do anything, and I don't need a guard."

"I see... don't eat as well as ever."

"Really?

From Richter's table, where at least Pancetta and the liquor were supposed to be delicious, the ingredients serve up Prim's stomach.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Because it's free."

"I don't care about the money. It's the usual."

"I see....."

Speaking of which, I remember eating a lot of sweets last time.

Richter looked alternately at the table and the prime with sad eyes and threw up.

"Barbarian."

Ah, that's how I discriminate again...

"Is it discriminatory? How can you put so much food in your body?"

"I don't know what to do.... ah!

Prim hit him like he had an idea.

Richter had a bad feeling.

"Because I'm exercising! After all, Richter is so dull that he can only eat like that."

"That's not true."

"No, you can't just sit down and write! Keep your body moving from now on, or you'll get tough later!

"... lately you often say" from now on ", but what are you talking about?"

"Pyu-pyu"

It was an awful whistle.

Futa understands that she might be saying that to get Richter to enter Colosseum.

She said she would tell Lilac directly because she would refuse even if she told her.

"If you want to exercise so much, you have to do it alone."

"I always do it alone. Unlike Richter!

I noticed the feeling of pulling my sleeves and looked down, as I gazed at the two people who had begun to exhilarate.

There was Luli who made the area around his mouth dry with condiments.

Ahhh, already.

Hmm!

When I wiped her with a handkerchief, she seemed to feel good.

But that doesn't seem to be the case, says Ruli.

Ruli, I want to give it to you too.

For a moment I wondered what it was about, but it was the table she was pointing at.

I see, he was a kind son of a bitch who wanted to divide the delicious stuff between his father.

Hmm, is that a good idea?

"- I don't mind."

Richter stopped talking at some point.

Mion, wrap him up a little bit.

"Yes"

He dropped off his secretary who was leaving, and Huta asked.

"Are you sure?

"I told you not to worry about manners.... but I don't want to tell them that I don't mind. You and you."

Richter pointing to Prim and Ruli.

"But if a maid has a human heart, don't deny it."

"Yes, Mr. Wind is sleeping at the headquarters of the Olba Chamber of Commerce, right? I'll take it."

"Yikes!?

Even though Richter didn't feel sad about the zero words from his mouth, Prim smiled and stroked Luli's head and laughed.

"It's okay. Family matters."

"Thank you, sister! Pfft!

"Yeah, yeah. It's good."

"This little girl...."

Ha, take a breath.

Richter nodded that it was just the right trouble.

Well, at best, you should exercise.

"Yeah, just keep my share of cooking."

"Eat as much as you can, and you're still going to eat this woman."