Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

"Thank you for your time."

"This... ok. Wait a minute."

In front of the gate of the Viscount Nenas house, showing the gatekeeper standing there a letter of introduction from the guild, one of the gatekeepers entered the mansion and, in a few minutes or so, brought back the butler he had also met during the last negotiation.

"You're all in the water stop, right? Please come inside."

"" Excuse me. ""

The butler guided me to a small room with just one table.

How many other wooden boxes are there that stand out on the table?

It's a bit of a killing landscape, but it's not about entertaining customers, it would be a reasonable room to think of as the delivery of goods.

"Above here, please"

"Understood."

As I take the red strike ox milk out of my magic bag and line it up on the table, the butler carefully checks its seal one by one and puts ten of them in the crate that was on the table.

When you are done putting in ten bottles, close the lid securely and tuck it into your own magic bag.

And the butler nodded once he made sure that all the bottles were undamaged and the seal was not broken.

"One, one, five. I did receive it."

That said, he signed the papers I gave him with Sarah.

"Thank you"

"No, this way. We are grateful to all of you for asking us to escort you. Because Diora confidently recommends it. Especially since high ranking, female adventurers are hard to secure."

"Again, is that the deciding factor?

"It's a big factor. Unfortunately, because we don't have any escortable female knights in our house right now. - Speaking of which, you two weren't there last time, were you?

Is it from the stream of female adventurers, the two that were at the end of that gaze were Mary and Meatier.

They're all young. Our party, but Mary and the others stand out.

And naturally, he also remembered that these two weren't here during the last sword buyout negotiations.

"Last time, I left a message at the inn. These two can fight to some extent, but you just said your part in the party is support."

"I see, at that age... The lady and I seem to be close in age... ok"

Did you think same-sex and same-age would be good for escort subjects, the butler nods without saying anything more?

I'm guessing it wasn't the party composition of the kaleidoscope water stop that Mr. Diola had informed me about, but it's not falling off militarily, and the increased number of people doesn't change the amount of rewards.

So, no problem, I guess. Probably.

"By the way, you're all staying in the pinning until you leave, right?... Is the inn set?

"No, as soon as I arrived, I came here."

When the butler smiled with a little joy at my response, he spread his hands and made a slightly unexpected suggestion.

"If so, be sure to stay at our house. Let me get you a room."

"No, you can't be a pain in the ass..."

I would like to actively discourage you.

Because I don't think I can calm down in a noble house.

The “2nd Avenue Best” pavilion last time I stayed was a good guide, and the price of the stay is not a huge burden, so if you think about hard work, it's better to spend it there.

"No, I'd rather you stay. And if possible, I was wondering if you could take part in the training of our soldiers. Of course, I'll give you some time to think about it."

That's what they say, and we look each other in the face.

I was hoping that the basic escort would be left to the soldiers and we'd be kicking around approaching demons and bandits, but training together or something is a little out of schedule.

Natsuki opened his mouth on behalf of us thinking about what was going on.

"That, why?

"The primary purpose is to train together to make it easier to work together just in case."

"That... makes sense. I know we can handle it alone if it's a demon, but even if it's confusing at that time, we'll have trouble."

"Right. Given that, it seems to make sense to conduct joint training."

Convinced, it was us who nodded, but the butler gave a slightly bitter look, adding words.

"But let me be honest with you one more time, many soldiers have feelings for the lack of escort for their daughter this time. If you let those remaining soldiers know what you're up to... I'm going to have to apologize, but can you do something about it?

Mmm, did you have that too?

This... I can't say no.

If you refuse, it can be a lot of trouble when something actually strikes you.

Turning their gaze to the Hulkas, they nodded slightly as to whether they agreed, too.

"I understand. If that's the case, you'll be in trouble until we leave."

"Thank you. We will now have a room for you, please wait here for a moment."

When the butler lowered his head slightly, he told me that he had left us in the room and left us for a moment.

◇ ◇ ◇

Without waiting much longer, there were three rooms available to us.

The room is divided between me and Toya, Yuki and Natsuki, Hulka and Mary.

Mary and the others wouldn't have had plans over there, and maybe the only reason we were waited a little longer was to get an extra room.

And naturally, it wasn't just the place to stay at the Viscount Nenas, it was served meals, but the flavor was neither acceptable nor impossible.

It doesn't taste bad, but the meal the Hulkas make tastes better, so it's a little subtle.

But you can't just complain about that...

After finishing lunch without difficulty, there will be a face-to-face meeting with the escort subjects.

Not long before the sun went down, three women were introduced to us when we were called into a separate room.

"My name is Ilias, Viscount Nenas' eldest daughter. Best regards,"

"This is Arlyn, Lady Ilyas' maid of honor."

"Likewise, Master Ilias' maid of honor, Ketra."

Master Ilias has fluffy blonde hair and is about 130 cm tall. It looks a little more adult than the age of nine I was asking beforehand, but considering it's the same as Mary's, 'Is this what this is all about?' I don't even think so.

It's not like the Japanese nine-year-old I know.

Mr. Arlyn is a little older (around forty?) A slightly harsher looking samurai, Mr. Ketra is younger than that, less than thirty samurai.

This one has a gentler grin than Mr. Arlyn.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Nao, and I'm in clear water."

That's what I said and introduced myself. Following me, the Hulkas will name me again.

Master Ilias gives Mary and Meetier a slightly surprising, then intriguing look, but there is nothing to complain about, and the introduction ends.

"Speaking of which, you didn't name me either. I'm a butler at Viscount Nenas, my name is Bezel."

As I added, the old butler named us, and now we know the name.

I didn't care because I had no trouble with "butler” until now, but when I'm going to stay in this mansion, you better know, yeah. Let's remember.

"This time, I'd like you to escort me to Lord Ilyas and these two maids."

"Are there only these three accompanying people?

"Yes. I'm a soldier for the escort later. You don't need to protect soldiers. Also, if abandoning the samurai increases the survival rate of Master Ilias, you may abandon him. We're both convinced of that."

To that rather ruthless word, when I turn my gaze to the samurai, they nod with a serious look.

When I saw those two, Master Ilias gave me a spicy look for a moment, but I lay my eyes down with nothing to say.

"Of course, you two are my precious men. I want you to help me as much as you can."

"Of course that is. I'll do my best."

But only one child seems good to say he is still young to attend as the Viscount's nominee.

Normally, it seems like an adult with a supporting role would come with it, but how good is Master Ilias, or so short of talent that he can't afford it?

Or is the samurai combining that role?

I guess it's not like we talk, but I'm just curious.

Master Ilias opens his mouth reluctantly to me when I think about it.

"Um, may I ask you something? Will both of you be fought?

That's what she says. Two of them were ahead of her gaze: Mary and Meatier.

For once, I refrained in the back so as not to be too conspicuous, do you still care?

"Yes, so far, it's a supporting role, but if it's demonic enough to be encountered around here, we can deal with it adequately"

"Well... you're still small..."

"Mary is the same age as Master Ilias, isn't she? Meatier's under two."

That's what I'm referring to, and Master Ilyas makes his expression shine.

"Fair enough! Then why don't you be friends with me, Mary and Meatier?

"Uh..."

Mary looks up at us like we're in trouble, like Elias, who puts his hands together with a pong and says that with a happy expression.

But in this situation, I said, 'I don't want to be your friend!' There's no way I can say that, 'and I just have to ask the two of you to do your best.

As we nodded lightly, Mary and Meetier lowered their heads with a subtly drawn grin.

"" Nice to meet you. "

"Yes, it's nice to meet you. - Quick, but, uh... can I touch your ear, please? I've never known a beast before!

The gaze of Master Ilias, who said such a thing and laughed nicely, is locked on Mary and Meatier's ears.

I know how you feel.

When we picked it up, Mary and Meatier lacked luster in their hair, lump in their ears and tails.

But I guess it's affecting my nutritional and hygienic status that I'm starting to live with.

Now the cubicle is completely revived.

I get fluffy hairs that make me want to stroke them all the time.

That said, you think it's a little uncomfortable for a beast man to be touched in the ear by someone he's not very close to?

If it's comparable to our senses, it feels like touching our buttocks.

Close same-sex or parent brothers wouldn't care much, but even I'd be super alert for same-sex if someone I'd never met told me to 'let me touch your butt' or something.

No, is same-sex more scary for butts?

If I were you, I'd run away with a dash or I'd choose annihilation.

However, it is difficult to deal with them when they become aristocrats.

He doesn't seem to care much when he's about Meetia, but when he's about Mary, he still seems to care, between us and Master Ilias like he's in trouble, making his gaze a little bit.

Even if it were me, it would be difficult to say 'let him touch' or say no without saying... Ketra, the samurai who had refrained behind Master Ilias, stepped forward and opened her mouth.

"Ma'am, you're being rude. Being your friend, all of a sudden, would you ask me to 'let me touch your hair'? Oh, no, lady who doesn't have any friends, you probably don't know. You don't normally ask for that, do you?

- Come on. You don't need about half the dialogue, do you?

What a reluctance - no, on the contrary, it was Mr. Ketra who vomited too many words, but Master Ilias just pointed his mouth a little dissatisfied, nothing like reprimanding her, nodding as he was convinced.

"Ugh, it's terrible, Ketra. But that's a good word. Both of you, I'm sorry. If we could get along better, would you do me a favor then?

"Oh, no, that, yes"

Mary's words, returned confused as to what to answer, were such vague objects.

But this time the escort is about six days each way.

It will be up to her if Lady Ilias can get along with the Marys during the round-trip twelve days and the five days leading up to departure.

I don't care how much meatier you are, you wouldn't approach your aristocratic opponent exactly from yourself, no matter how much less frightening your personality is than a normal child.

If we talk about it in a little free time and narrow it down a little bit, by the end of the journey -.

"Now let's go play fast!

"" Huh?

More than expected, Master Ilias was active!

Dear Ilias, who grabbed Gasili and Meetia's hand and walked out of the room.

"Please Wait"

But a samurai traps such an Ilias.

Is that the role, it was still Mr. Ketra?

"Ma'am, there is still work to be done today. Play after that."

"... it was. Noble things, you can't neglect them. Ugh, too bad."

"Everyone with a clear mirror water stop will stay in this hall until departure. We still have time."

As I follow Master Ilias, who releases his hand in remnants, Mr. Bezel says such a thing, but suddenly the nobles grab my hand and I also want you to follow the mood of the Marys, who are stiffened by the bees.

Positively, you can't say no when you're invited.

"Tomorrow! I'll definitely play tomorrow!

"Yes, yes. Let's study hard so we can make time to play ~"

"Isle by Burke!" but just saying, Master Ilias is pushed out of his back by Mr. Ketra, and Mr. Arlin gratefully goes after him here.

And Mr. Bezel drops off such a hindsight of Master Ilias with a delightful grin.

At my age, there's just about a difference between my grandson and my grandfather, and maybe that's what I feel like.

"Ho, ho, sorry. My daughter has never had a relationship with her age before, so she doesn't really know how to handle it."

"No, I don't know... I'm a little relieved that it seems easier to get along than I thought"

"Yep. Master Ilias is a good man. If you don't mind, Mary and Meatier, when you have time, could you hang out with the lady? If the lady seemed to say something troublesome, if you told Ketra earlier, I would take care of it."

"Yes. If you'll excuse me."

Yes, it is.

When they said it calmly, the Marys couldn't seem to turn it down either, nodding with a slightly nervous look on their face.

I don't know what to do when I say I play, but neither do the Marys seem to play much from time to time, and that's probably a good idea.

"When you're a nobleman, you're busy at that age."

'Kids are work to play' is some words, but what is the difference between nobility and common people in this world, 'study' and literal 'work'? They're the same ones who can't afford to play normally.

"It's not usually that far, but now, Master Ilias is studying to behave in the name of your palace."

I seem to have some education from time to time, but I'm only nine years old there.

In keeping with this departure, they are also re-educated with a review.

"I see. But didn't Viscount Nenas have anyone else to go to as a nominee?

"We only have the eldest son of a dairy drinker yet, besides Master Ilias. Given his relationship with Baron Diaz, he's just not good enough for a jury. I don't have a choice."

Mr. Bezel sighs small with a sad face.

There seems to be nothing harder to do than to celebrate the marriage and give the celebration, but there will still be a lot of difficulty in putting a child of that age on the table.

"Nobility is tough, too. Because we're easy adventurers."

"Adventurers will have a hard time being adventurers. At least because we need to deal with demons that our soldiers can't win. I hear that if you increase your rank, you will have a lot of hard work instead of more rewards..."

That's what I said, Mr. Bezel, and when I looked up like I had come up with something, I smiled and looked around at our faces and opened my mouth.

"Why don't you guys join the study group, if you don't mind? If you're going to increase your Adventurer rank in the future, it's not a waste of knowledge, is it?

"Yes, no, because we must not disturb Master Ilias"

It's too much trouble studying even though I'm asking for work because I don't have to know noble manners.

Besides, if you suddenly get more people, you'll have trouble being a teacher.

"Instead of getting in the way, I thought it would be more of a plus. We may be able to inspire the motivation and autonomy of Master Ilias just by having someone to learn with us."

Mr. Bezel's gaze, saying so, was geared towards Mary.

It is true that being of the same age may have a good impact, but Mary is not as good at studying, even if she has taste in terms of battle.

Based on my age, my words and behavior are solid, but academically average level.

I have trouble with my brain muscles, so the Hulkas are taking classes...... I'm trying.

Conversely, meatiers are better at absorption, probably the best in class if they're in elementary school, or likely at that level, but to that extent.

All of a sudden, even if you take part in noble studies, you'll just be confused without knowing the wax.

And there's little chance that those studies will help you as an adventurer.

"... right. When the time is right, we will consider it."

"Yes, please consider"

Even with my far-fetched no, Mr. Bezel just had a gentle grin.