Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

Mr. Arlyn brought me to a fine shopping garment shop along the boulevard.

The sign says, 'Common people refuse!' I think I can see the letters, such a store.

If the boutique is a little expensive in terms of offering the nuts, I wouldn't mind putting them in, but this store needs a little courage to get in.

This time Mr. Arlyn is going in too normally, so I followed it and went in.

At first glance inside the store, I have the impression that it's like some upper class reception room, and I don't think it's a clothes store.

I don't have any clothes lined up, just a few spreading tables and sofas.

When it comes to big differences, are there a few spaces that can be separated by curtains?

"Never come in a store like this before"

"Really? Ladies and gentlemen, they wear well-tailored clothes, including Mary's... I see unusual design objects once in a while, but those are expensive too, aren't they?

"Those clothes are our own. It's like a hobby."

"... your job, can't I be wrong? Oh, no, you guys can make more money than adventurers."

In Hulka's words, Mr. Arlyn gave a flashy look, but immediately nodded as he was convinced that he remembered the price of the Red Strike Ox milk we delivered and so on.

It's just true that being a tailor is safer and more profitable than being a runaway adventurer, so Mr. Arlyn isn't wrong either.

However, there is a premise that "if you can open a tailor," so it's not easy.

"Welcome. What is it today...?

Coming out of the back of the store was a slightly older female clerk.

Smiling and approaching, I run my gaze at Mr. Arlyn and us both, get lost for just a moment, and set targets for Mr. Arlyn.

As Mr. Arlyn says, our clothes are not what nobles wear, although they are also quite well tailored.

In that regard, Mr. Arlyn is dressed as an aristocratic servant, so if you talk to her, you will decide that there is no mistake.

"Get a pair of these two clothes together, please. To be able to attend Baron Diaz's wedding."

"That's it, and we only have two days. Are you sure you want to charge extra? And what's so complicated..."

"I don't care if it's orthodox"

"Yes, I did. Come here, then."

As we sat back on the couch as we were urged, a quick young male clerk came beside me and started explaining as he showed some paintings.

"The mainstream today is this type of courtesy. Trousers, you can choose the color of your coat, but you don't like very flashy objects. Many people get personalized with decorative cloths."

Shirt, vest and jacket on trousers.

Is the closest thing in my knowledge to a frockcoat?

Instead of Thailand, it seems to drape an elongated decorative cloth like a muffler and tie it in front of your chest, but overall, the impression isn't too strange, even if you wear it in modern times.

However, the use of patterned cloth or fine embroidery on the lining of vests and coats seems to be the fashion nowadays.

This is an appeal of a kind of abundance, which at one time seems to have spread to the surface of the coat and to the trousers, but if it is too loud, do you think the fashion has ended in a short period of time?

Totally agree with me.

Only women are gorgeous enough.

But good, noble dresses in this world don't look like pumpkin pants with tights and rolls.

I tell you to follow the town when you get into it, but even if it's normal from around, I'm ashamed of myself.

And the Toyas will definitely burst into laughter.

"The best thing about fashion these days is this type -"

The male clerk's explanation went on, but I overheard Hmm, and eventually I left it entirely to him to say, 'Please do what the clerk thinks suits me'.

I was just told, 'Only decorative cloths are your favorite...' So I chose a blue-looking item among some of the cloths presented.

Honestly, a courtesy is not something you usually wear, and it's not me you see, it's the people around you.

My taste is second to none.

If a professional thinks it suits me and coordinates things, most people won't think it's weird, and I'm just told it's weird, and I haven't chosen it myself, so it's easy for me to feel.

I'm a chicken.

If you decide on your clothes (throw them round), then measure my body properly and finish.

They get to work quickly, and the male clerk pulled into the back.

I drink tea served to me by other female clerks, and I look at Hulka, who is still under discussion.

Hulka, like me, shouldn't be familiar with the courtesy situation, but she doesn't seem to throw round like me, and Arlyn seems to be having an argument with the clerk.

"I was wondering if this one would look prettier if it was your body line"

"If it's Mr. Hulka's hair color, can't you see this cloth better?

"You prefer this line at the neck. This is the sleeve."

"Customers are tall, so it might be a good type of skirt not to spread too much"

There were a few paintings I saw, but Hulka's had dozens of paintings spread out on the table, and I guess it's the other cloth I actually use, along with a shiny silky cloth.

........................ yeah. Let's get some air.

Badly present, he said, 'What do you think of Nao?' If you ask me, it's no trouble.

When asked that way, what you need is not the ability to "pick good things".

It's the ability to "choose what they like."

Haruka and I are not shallow enough to get grumpy to the extent that we fail to make a choice, but we are certain that only the amount of time we have to worry about our failure adds up.

Conversely, if I could make an accurate choice, I would shorten my time... it would be quite difficult.

Except for the story of Hulka's fatally bad taste, or something like that, but the women's taste is usually good, including Hulka.

I've just been asked my opinion, and it's only a completely marginal level of preference anymore.

Therefore, it is safe to make a situation where you cannot be asked to choose.

It depends on their mood, so there are a lot of failures.

In the end, the Hulkas ended their argument when I finished my fifth cup of tea, enjoyed the sweets that came out with my second cup of tea, and began to think it was time to rent them in the bathroom.

Finally, they asked for my opinion, but this time it was easier.

Hulka, Mr. Arlin, and the clerk were discussing this, so this world-wide thing was already dismissed, and Hulka's opinion reached my ear exactly.

So if you choose along those lines, there is no problem.

After Hulka worried about herself alone, silently, she suddenly said, 'Which is better?' It's the hardest thing to be asked.

That is why the design of the dress to be worn by Hulka is decided.

Just like me, Halka - obviously took longer than me - measured her body size and waited two days for her clothes to come up.

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"And I'm sorry, but if you two could study the method lightly..."

Clothes store...... no, that's exactly what Mr. Arlin told us when he came back from the tailor to the inn.

"Again, why don't you just stand"

"If you were my husband, you would follow me exactly, so I don't have a problem with that, because I'm Master Ilias... Instead, I would like you both to follow Mr. Ilias."

Honestly, I'd like to make a complaint, but it's hard for me to say it to my mouth when I think a child under ten is working hard.

"Is that something you can handle with a burning blade?

To Hulka's inquiry, Mr. Arlyn nods quietly.

"Even a burning blade is better than a blunt" Loras ". You just have to keep it all day."

I see. It is a word.

A day - no, actually, if you get through half a day or so, that's it.

The situation assumed is also a very limited one, and we can manage it if we learn only the extent of it.

Besides, although slightly, the classes I took before I left are still somewhat on my mind.

"Master Ilias, that's why, so let's do our best"

After returning from the tailor, it was us once back in the room, but Toya and I were promptly sent out, and now Master Ilias' room.

This is the first room I've ever been in, but even if it's not flashy, it's a luxurious room.

"Yes, Mr. Hulka, Mr. Nao, this time, I'm sorry for the inconvenience"

"No, I asked for it as a job, so it's no problem."

"I'm a little nervous, but I'll do my best"

"Thank you"

Imitate Harka smiling if you don't have a problem, and I'll smile and snort lightly again.

Honestly, I'm more anxious, but I can't even tell Master Ilias that.

"A decent aristocrat won't talk to you two all of a sudden, so if Ilyas can handle it well, it's fine."

"Can I..."

"We're going to make it possible. It's okay. We still have two days."

To encourage Elias with an anxious look on his face, Arlyn responds with a smile, leaning in beside Elias and talking to him with a little something in his ear.

Following that, the expression of Master Ilias, who seemed anxious, tightened and somehow turned into a temperamental expression.

Having confirmed that satisfactorily, Mr. Arlyn rises again and turns to us.

"Now, the noble purpose of speaking to you two is twofold. First of all, as a brilliant adventurer, if you want to pull yourself out."

"We don't want to be pulled out..."

"It's okay. Rumors circulate as they seem. Or I'm flushing it. Ketra."

Mr. Ketra, if you didn't think I was here, you were working like that!

"Isn't that, rather, not okay?

"You're overrated..."

"Yes. I want you to overestimate it. For home."

Sure, we talked about that... Uh-huh.

I hope Master Ilias is doing well.

If you turn your gaze, you just smile and nod deeply, telling me to leave it to you.

"This one won't have much of a problem. It's only natural to stop the self-proclaimed adventurer from pulling out. If you don't get away from Master Ilias, I'll break it and let you in."

"I'll take care of it. It's our loss that Mary and the others are gone."

Master Ilias with his chest up, but I wanted you to name me and Hulka there.

Well, I'm pretty sure we're getting along well with the Marys.

"One more thing, this one's a little troublesome, if you can talk to me as a man, a woman."

"... eh?

"Simply put, as a married person"

"Yes? You run rumors as an adventurer, don't you?

It is noble to attend the ceremony of the wedding.

Adventurers won't be married to each other.

There will be squires like us, but there's no way those people will leave their masters alone to speak up.

"No. If that's a high-ranking adventurer, it's not. So is the area from north to west of our house, because there is still land around this country that people don't live in yet. Sometimes they become nobles from adventurers."

In order to expand the territory, the well-armed adventurer is described to the nobility and entrusted with a blank zone.

If you are of high rank, you have gold, and you can crusade demons and such.

It is very gratifying to be able to expand the territory at low cost from the country.

If you fail, take the title for it and it will be back to normal. There is no great loss.

That seems to be the case.

"Besides, even if you can't be a nobleman, it's worth keeping a good adventurer in the family, and in the case of Mr. Hulka and Mr. Nao, it's good looking with an elf. It's a very good aim."

Haruka looks at Mr. Arlyn's mess.

Until now, even if it is an elf, it will cause trouble, but this time these are elves, so I guess.

Maybe not bad depending on the way you look at it, but honestly, I'm not happy, even if I was intentionally hot on the noble ladies.

Last time, Master Advastris gave it to me. [Lucky me!] Benefits of, working?

I've never really felt the effect!!

That's the same amount of experience I got last time.

I can't compare ants to pears.

"This wedding, when you say rich, is not a baron, nor a high title for those who are coming. As an adventurer, it feels just right."

"Even if they say it's just fine...... I'm having a little trouble, can you handle it?

"Right...... if you have someone, I won't just speak up in a situation where you have eyes around you...... what do you think, Mr. Hulka and Mr. Nao? Actually, are you married or something?

"" Yes, no, the marriage is not yet... "

Unexpectedly, my voice gets hammered, and me and Halka look at each other.

Hulka, whose cheeks and ears are subtly red.

I get weirdly embarrassed and distracted by how she looks like that.

"Well, well, well! I knew you would! Nice!"

Master Ilias brightens his eyes with a smile as he pairs his hands with bread.

"I think you two look great, don't you?

I'll even tell Mr. Arlyn to hang up the chase... we didn't even make a proper confession before we got married...

If you look at Chirali and Hulka, you'll see perfectly.

And even more red, Hulka's face.

"I see, I understand."

"What do you mean, Arlyn?

"Even if we know each other's favors, we can hardly take a step forward, you two are such nascent people, Master Ilias"

"Well. Should I give you this by pushing your back?

Mr. Arlyn, please don't explain that in front of him!

And, Master Ilias, you've ruined everything!

"I recommend an alignment of decorative cloths for the two of you in such a delicate relationship. I think Nao was chosen to wrap something around his neck, but he wrapped the same thing around Haruka's waist."

"... what does that mean, after all?

"Lovers, fiancées, that's the way it is. Speaking up when such an opponent is next door is highly manipulative. I wouldn't do it if I were a decent nobleman."

"... what do we do? Nao."

There's no reason to refuse, is there?

"Right."

We nodded and decided to accept the suggestion, capturing Mr. Arlyn and Mr. Ilias' nymphomaniac grin in the corner of our sight.

And for two days from the next day, he was to be educated in nobility with a burning blade.