The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

This is about a few weeks after the fall of the Holy Tree.

In the Argentine Republic, where reconstruction work continues, me and Marie were looking into Zirk's fraud.

"You found it!

'As soon as I looked it up, I knew. One of the victims was lavish and the antiques seemed to be collected on a hobby. They've given you a lot of money for each cup. "

When I heard the report from Claire, I got up off the couch and folded my blanket.

The sun is high if you notice.

Apparently, he overslept.

"Wake him up sooner."

'You were tired. There's no need for a master to push it. If you can't do it, it's not going to affect the whole thing.'

I guess it's a tiny thing if you look at it as a whole, such as my own hard work.

"- I'll see you soon. Call Marie, too."

"Are you going to apologize? But the master is on the winning side. Why don't you call it in? '

"And this is a different matter. Let them know Zilk cheated. Roland has decided to tell me he doesn't like nettines."

'That's certainly not funny. In retrospect, you should still hide your stories.'

Looks like he's got something going on with Roland-related.

Let's hear it later.

"What about Marie?

"I'm tired of cooking. I'm sleeping."

"Because of the zirc, we can't rest this way."

When I left the room complaining, people were moving in a flurry.

I rent a room at the embassy, but everything was very busy.

When you go outside, there are places where buildings collapse and piles of debris are spreading.

There are many monsters, and not enough manpower and tools.

- You're really busy.

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Zirk cheated on the luxury - the owner of the merchant was a smart man with a little mustache.

You were surprised to hear we were coming to greet you in a suit and prepare tea.

You didn't look like you could afford that.

In the way the Lord was nervous,

"Count Bartfalt - what can I do for you?

Actually, I didn't give you a reason when I asked to see you.

My idiot cheated on you by committing fraud - I can't tell you.

Still, you see me because I'm a celebrity.

Marie was nervous beside me.

I'm whispering and complaining.

"That idiot. How could you fool someone like this? I'm not an unscrupulous gentleman and I don't seem to be harsh. If you don't forgive me for apologizing, what are you gonna do?"

Those five caregivers - Marie, who is crazy, are in trouble, too.

I feel sorry for you.

It's none of my business.

After I cough,

"Oh, I need to talk to you about what our zirc sold to you."

Cutting out the story, the Lord opened his eyes.

"Again, did you"

"Did you know?

When the Lord spoke to the servant and told him to bring the goods, he looked at me and was falling asleep.

"- I thought this would happen. I knew he was a man of the kingdom."

Seems to know a lot about zirc.

It's quick and helpful, but the atmosphere is strange.

Marie is also in trouble.

"Brother, isn't things strange? This guy, he's very depressed?

"I wonder why?

When the two of us were discussing it with Boso, the servant came with a teacup looking important.

He wore gloves so that he wouldn't touch them directly, and even more so, he stuck them in a beautiful box.

Don't you realize they grabbed the fake?

My lord is terribly depressed.

"Here's what you're looking for"

The teacup removed from the box was long glowing and visible.

It must have been polished carefully and stored with care.

Marie is shaking.

"Do I have to tell you this is a fake? Do I have to tell you in this atmosphere?

You have to tell them the treasure you cherished is fake.

I don't like this role either.

But you can't leave Marie to herself.

"Ah, uh -"

When I opened my mouth, my lord was weeping.

"Duh, what's wrong!

When I rushed to ask the Lord what was going on,

"No, excuse me. I'm sad to think I'll never get this kind of treasure again while I'm alive. At least this is all I was going to leave as a family heirloom."

It's extra coming to my heart that you cared so much about me.

"Oh, really? Did you like it that much?

"Naturally!

The Lord suddenly began to speak fervently.

"Look. This clear white! And it's tone!

Gently slapping the teacup, the Lord was listening with his eyes closed to its clear sound.

Marie, too,

"Oh, that sounds beautiful."

Our Lord was touched.

"This one will be made in a foreign country more than five hundred years ago. The technology was lost at the time, and in the sense that you never need a hand again, this would also be a lost item."

It seems to be a product made in a foreign country where everything has perished, with very few in itself.

"What, are you familiar with it?

I thought I was just fooled, so I asked because I would go into a lot of detail.

Then...

"Naturally. I was in possession of the same thing. But you were in bad shape. But this one is in almost perfect condition. I couldn't believe it at first."

"Like a mistake or something?

"I'm still a merchant. I'm not a specialist, but I know a lot of people in detail. We all admitted it was real. Even the merchant enemies have asked me to bow my head and sell it. There can be no mistake."

Apparently one dish admired and teared by real appraisers.

Marie is surprised.

"Oh, it's real!?"

The Lord weeps at Marie like that.

"But being a merchant in a defeated country, I can only respond if I tell you to give it to me. No, I guess I should have gone ahead and offered it. But I couldn't really give it to you. That's all I wanted to do."

I look at my Lord crying in regret, and I shake my neck beside him.

As far as I could see, the brilliant looking teacup looked different from the mass-produced product Zilk admired.

Practical, yet beautiful curves and whiteness - even sighs out.

Didn't he sell fakes?

Honestly, there are some things I'd like to take home like this...

"Yes, no, if it's taken care of, it's fine. Because that's what I wanted to hear about Zilk. Oh, I was surprised to hear he was an ancient art dealer."

When the Lord hears my words, he turns to a full smile as if it were a flower or a bloom.

Nice middle with blushing cheeks-- well, I don't know.

"He's a genius! The task of finding small pieces of diamonds from the desert is easy. Of all the rubbish that is just famous for antiques, there is no doubt that the talent for finding the real thing by intuition is called alien! I was stunned to find that the kingdom had tremendous talent."

You think that zirc is being praised?

Me and Marie couldn't believe it.

If so - what has it been?

"Oh, um - can you tell me who else you know about the zirc? I don't mind owning the teacup as it is."

Our Lord was delighted with tears.

"Thank you! What a gentleman the hero of the kingdom is when he also said he was prepared to be deprived of all his possessions! You can't guess the rumors or anything!

Ugh, rumors? Is my rumor that bad?

What do you think I am?

And I heard the people who bought the product from the zirc.

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"Look at this painting. He said he was treated like garbage in a store that didn't even know the dirt, the value, but he found it for me. He saved one precious piece!

"Damn, I fell in love with Mr. Zirk's talent. I feel so sorry for myself right now that I can't support you. His aesthetic eyes are real."

"Of all the works, the gift of taking only the real one - no, that's a gift from heaven. You're not. I can't say it in such a simple language. - He was chosen by the god of art."

- And he always admired the zirc.

The expert looked it up and it turns out that Zilk was selling the real thing and making a decent buck walking around.

But I honestly can't be happy.

Marie and others collapsed from their knees because they came back home.

"What the fuck! Then why would they grab a fake? You didn't sell me a single gift!

Such a zilk earned real money and all I got was worthless stuff.

I know it would be worth it if I tried it in person, but from what I can tell, it's just something I don't understand.

Claire is looking down at Marie.

'This is that one, isn't it? The master said, could it have been an efficient play where the protagonist would sell and redeem the gift he received immediately?

"If you do it in real life, don't pull it off, but if you watch Marie, you want to feel sorry for her, so it's amazing."

In the game, there is a way to sell the gift the offensive target gave me and make it money.

At the time, he was whining, "You'd think I'd be this shitty bitch if I saw you in real life" or something.

But what about reality?

I can only sympathize when I watch Marie.

- Too pitiful to laugh.

The zirc I called in was in trouble.

"Ho, was it real? As far as I'm concerned, that was just a selection of things you guys might like?

Marie pointed to the zirc and was crying and angry.

"If you can, pick it right!

"No, the items I gave Mr. Marier are really the ones I picked out for myself. There's no lies or lies there."

Claire was laughing.

'I laugh at Marie's preference for being fake. Why don't you just look at it from the zirc and get me a fake present?

Marie, who heard that, regained her energy in an instant.

"That's it! Zilk, please gather fakes from you. Now we can sell it!

Zirk said it would be for Marie, even though she was in trouble.

"Huh, it's a complicated mood, but if you can see Marier smiling then it's a cheap one!

"Looking forward to it! Now it's time you picked the art I deserve."

"Yes!"

The two of them leave the room willingly.

As far as I'm concerned...

"In the meantime, I don't care because it wasn't a scam. I'm relieved."

'Right. Master, is Lelia asking to see you more than that?

- Rejected.

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A few days later.

"Silk idiot. Ooh!

"Shh, I'm sorry. Ah!

Marier was crying down before a pile of antiques full of unsold pieces.

If Zilk chooses to fake it, it'll be real, huh?

- That's sweet.

He seems to have blunted his aesthetic eyes because of Marie and all that greed involved.

It's like it's originally dull or it's not there.

All I got was fakes and they didn't sell.

By the way, the purchase cost is -.

"My whiskers. Huh!

I watched Marie lay down and cry as she slapped the ground, and the zirc was horny.

Around me, Greg, who looks like a fungus, looks at him with his shoulder-wrapped face.

Or is this guy and Chris not wearing Fundoshi everyday?

Where the hell are you guys headed, too?

"What am I supposed to do with a gift that won't even sell!

I'm saying the worst, but I don't know why - Marie's getting pathetic.

It's tough to take care of these guys.

I'll give you a penny later and try to comfort you.

I would never take care of these guys.