The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

A visit to the village of Elf was granted.

So in visiting the village of Elf, Isaac begins to choose what will be a souvenir.

"Is this really all you need?

"I'm fine. I don't care if they bring me too much."

Selected as a souvenir were liquors such as distilled liquor and wine, sweets such as chocolate confectionery and sugar.

Isaac said, "Shouldn't we take something a little more?" I was feeling anxious.

I was still not satisfied when I saw the luggage put on the carriages.

Isaac turns his gaze to Claude, as he is still anxious when Claude tells him he's okay.

"I really think this is a good idea. As much as I think I can handle it."

"That would be a bad hand bra."

Isaac covers his chest with both hands, but he doesn't know what that means and Claude just puts his neck up.

Because I didn't know what I wanted to say, I reacted only to the fact that "my bare hands are not good".

Isaac didn't get through, either.

"We've made enough money and made enough money to make a deal. Thanks to being able to trade with humans, I can get iron products, and I can easily buy groceries and stuff. I don't care if you give too many gifts for a two-night or three-day visit, because rejection is just a problem."

"Hmmm...... So what about making flowers in flower beds a gift with roots?

"That's good. You don't have to take flowers or pay attention to them, or grow them in the village as souvenirs."

Why Isaac started growing flowers.

- I won't let you get in the way.

That was also taken advantage of here.

Flowers are very handy when you have trouble presenting them.

It was good to grow it, Isaac thought.

(It's not a flower, but it's famous that Japan gave cherry trees to America a long time ago. It may not be a bad idea to call it a plant gift.... and then it went to war)

Isaac looked only at the good part and tried to forget the disturbing part.

Just because you send flowers (trees) doesn't mean you're going to be at war.

Besides, Isaac was going to break if things went to war with the elves.

Regardless of the human opponent, I'm not going to deal with elves or dwarves.

"Hey, why don't you ask me for my opinion!

As Isaac was talking to Claude, Bridget pinched her mouth from the side.

Apparently, he thinks he's being taken lightly.

"So, what kind of things do you think Mr. Bridget should give away?

"Of course, gems! No girl would be happy to be given a pendant or earring!

Bridget put her chest up and made her argument.

"Rejected."

I'm not gonna talk to you.

"Why not!

Embellished with impatience, Bridget swells her cheeks as "unpleasant".

Seeing her without growth, Claude exhales.

"What do you do with that stuff? You won't know what to do in return. It's not like a child's tourist experience."

"'Cause you'd be happy to have it."

"It's not. If you want something, you can work and buy it. We're not begging."

Claude scolds me, and Bridget shun.

Here Isaac questioned.

"As an ambassador, Mr. Bridget receives a special allowance, doesn't he? If you want something, don't you think you can buy it yourself?

Claude and Bridget have allowances coming out of the Marquis of Wellrod.

This was a consideration for elves who do not have the currency of the Kingdom of Lead.

'Cause I don't have the cash,' which can sometimes be disgraceful.

It doesn't seem nice to give money to an ambassador, but diplomats are often asked to speak up.

It is not a problem on the elf side either, as it is a common perception worldwide that a delicious position to receive a palatable fee.

"Even if everyone in the village doesn't have any more trouble with food or tools, there's not enough cash to buy whatever they want. I used all the allowance to buy souvenirs. I kind of feel bad about saving my own money."

But Bridget didn't seem to think so.

He was reluctant to get a lot of money by himself.

I'm trying to restore the money I got to everyone in the village.

Isaac was struck by the action.

"Mr. Bridget...... That's what you were able to do."

…………

"Itata, at least say something!

The skin on the back of his hand is silently twisted, and Isaac taps Bridget's arm.

I seem to have been remembered that the claw twist works plainly.

"Gibb, Gibb. Because I know. I know Mr. Bridget is a good person, so stop. Because I haven't forgotten about Tiffany. Because I know you're a sweet, beautiful, inclusive sister!

"To put it that way, you hate rejection."

Even as I complained about the bump, Bridget let go of my hand.

It seems good that you didn't forget that you convinced Tiffany that you were scared of Isaac, not just apologizing.

Isaac gives the twisted part.

"No, no, I know you're an older, sweet sister, so I'm gonna say something sweet and tough. Maybe."

"I don't think you need that last word."

Bridget is staring at Isaac with Zito's eyes.

It was still Claude who saved this subtle air.

"What Bridget's doing is good, but we have to keep some money on hand. The time may come for us to do something with our own hands, without relying on the Marquis Welrod family. Remember, allowances are not pennies, so be prepared for emergencies."

"I know. So you didn't tell Claude to give you the money."

"Don't count on people's wallets...... You could be in trouble without me."

Claude pinches his eyebrows knowing the sweetness of Bridget's crisis management.

As a guardian, you must have a headache.

"'Cause it's okay. The world can handle it."

That said, when Bridget slaps Pong and Claude on the shoulder, the crease between Claude's brows deepens.

Now it's Isaac's turn to follow.

"Well, I don't think it's so wrong that the world can handle it. Even if you resume interactions with elves, that's why you're doing well. Of course, the concern to be prepared is great. But I also think the idea of sharing Mr Bridget's interests with everyone is a good idea. I don't think you're right, but you're right."

Though Isaac also thought on the inside, "Save a little," he appreciated the spirit of being able to share things with others.

I had the impression that Bridget was my own real elf, so much so that I reviewed it a bit.

"Let's not. I do the right thing, too."

With Isaac's backup, Bridget gets strongly stressed.

"Well, what you're doing isn't bad in itself."

Nor did Claude argue.

He tries to "prepare himself for emergencies until Bridget's minute".

If the time does not come, Bridget's perception of her preparedness will surely remain the same.

Because until the time came when Bridget could understand, the adult self was thinking of turning to follow.

I feel like I pulled the poverty lottery, but I thought this was one of the ambassadors' jobs and I was about to break it off.

"Isaac seems to have figured it out, and the jewels and all -"

"Oh, that's a rejection."

"Why not!

"I don't want you to just give me expensive stuff and get along on the surface, because I want to discuss it properly and understand it."

"Ugh..."

- I want to build a genuine relationship of trust, not a gold connection.

If you say so, Bridget can't urge you any more.

That's exactly how much judgment I can make.

"I would give that kind of gift when I had the injured help when something happened. But you can't from time to time. If I'd given it to you from time to time, even a gift when I was really grateful would have said, 'Are you really grateful?' They'll think so. I'm afraid you'll get used to it."

"Hmm, you do scare me to get used to it"

Something must have come to mind as I replied.

Bridget smiles and clutches the back of Isaac's hand.

"You're not too used to teasing me because I'm sweet."

Bridget gets angry remembering that she's been making fun of a lot of things and begins to connect again.

"Hey, it hurts! I'm not used to it, I'm not!

"Bridget...... You're too used to it. Stop exercising your powers against dignitaries because Isaac's been dating since he was a kid."

Claude, though frightened, didn't really try to stop him.

If Isaac really hates you, all you have to do is wave away.

- This must be on the extension of the twitching line between children.

Then I'll just watch you now.

The only time an adult sticks his face in a child's twitch is when it's going to be a fight.

Second, Claude remembers the old days when he lived in a human city.

(Speaking of which, I think my human friends had some reluctance. Maybe they have this kind of relationship too)

Elves can use magic.

Even when used by children, magic is powerful enough to kill.

So now that I think about it, I feel like the people around me were careful not to piss Claude off.

I didn't remember being made fun of on a line as tough as Isaac's or exercising strength as Bridget did.

I must have felt like this kind of relationship would last longer than the kind of relationship I would care about.

"Please don't be shy anymore. It really hurts when I get my nails up and twisted. It's not just the chest, it's the small vessel."

"What the hell!

Isaac waved Bridget's hand away.

Bridget, who still tries to keep up, and Isaac, who prevents them from doing so.

The two offensive battles increase in intensity.

(No, I don't)

"It's important to have some delicacy in a close relationship," Claude couldn't help but think.

Nevertheless, I know that these two won't be fighting each other.

Something serious got ridiculous and Claude left the scene, turning his back on the two people who squirted each other.