The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

After the performance, me and Edward decided to mountain our income today and each take a different action.

Edward went to gather information. I will go and buy the daily necessities for my journey, etc.

(... a lot of coins, but still a lot of money)

I sigh small, counting the coins I put in my hemp bag.

There aren't many chips you can get from a gig to see if the lives of ordinary people are painful. But there is no dissatisfaction with the money you have paid us in your painful life. But I'm still not comfortable with the money going to Imperial City.

(I also sold Edward's cufflinks...)

I sold silver decorations and cufflinks little by little during my journey, but those are already on the bottom.

If, for example, we could do several performances in this city and make savings, we would have the funds to go to Imperial City.

But we don't have time.

The date of negotiations with the Revolutionary Government was approaching at present.

(If I have to, do I have to sell Edward's sword? But I'd like that to be a last resort. There should be more than one way to protect yourself)

When I grabbed the coin, I went to the outdoor store.

It seems that necessities such as daily necessities, clothing and foodstuffs are mainstream in this city, with no shops in the building and tents on the main street for sale. The tense calling voices of the shopkeepers combined with the bouncing chatter of the shoppers to create a lively landscape.

(... this city is relatively rich)

Some of the cities I have visited have never had a single store, and I have never been able to live.

Apparently, in the Diaghilev Empire, the difference between rich and poor is evident in the region. Maybe the amount of taxes you make people pay varies from lord to lord.

(Pathetic, I can do nothing. The people who live here are the ones who can change the Diaghilev Empire)

As I peek into the outdoor shop, I am called out to an aunt with a good width.

"Oh, you're not the princess's daughter. If you'd like, buy us a home product! I'm gonna go see the gig again."

"I'm in trouble when they say that -. Just look at it, right?

When I say so, I judge the groceries arranged in the outdoor stores.

They usually have good stuff and the price is cheaper than the fixed price. I have a satisfied grin.

"Needles and threads, and this cloth, and this."

"Yes! Maido."

I give him the coin and try to receive the product, but my aunt shifted the shopping bag all the way back.

If you look at her for something, she's got a nimmari and a nasty rumor-loving grin.

"The princess's daughter. Question is... how is your relationship with that prince? Are you a lover after all? Or brothers and sisters..."

"Oh, prince."

I sneered and laughed.

(A prince, he's definitely a prince...!

I can easily imagine an aunt's prince referring to the role. But I can't help but wonder if Edward's identity has been seen through without plotting.

If you look around you, you can see that the people around you are paying attention here. The guillotine and hateful gaze of the young girls in particular makes me even more interesting.

"You can answer that, but it's not for free, is it?

"The princess's daughter can't get out."

That's what my aunt said, she put two apples in the bag.

When I receive my shopping bag this time I raise my voice so that it sounds clear to the people around me.

"It's the way you imagined it to be."

I winked adorably at Pocan and the aunt who opened her mouth.

"See you later. Regards, Black Cat Theatre Company"

When I bow lightly, I walk away from the outdoor shop.

I turned to the liquor store, the rendezvous point, as I shed the gaze that was the killing of the girls who yearned for Edward.

By the time I got to the tavern, the sun was completely set.

Speaking to the old young shopkeeper at the liquor store, thinking that Edward might be tired of waiting, he looked away awkwardly.

"Um, you're at your brother-in-law's place for nothing."

"Yes, but... is something wrong?

"Something is going on… something is going on…"

I am surprised to lead Edward to the reluctant shopkeeper.

Edward sat in the best seat, behind the upstairs seat.... samurai multiple women.

"... then, hey, hey!

I distorted my face to my surprise and just stared at the sight.

The women are subtly touching Edward's body as she lights her face. I was flattered by that familiar gesture and Edward's attitude of not refusing, but by the time a few decades had passed, I was also gradually able to recognize that it was real.

This belly, black ghost, animal cheater!

Deep in my chest with anger, a flame of jealousy burned up and exploded with melameras.