Virtuous Old Man, SSS-Rank is Confirmed in Your Next Life

"Speaking of which, brother-in-law, you've raised your manhood again"

At noon a few days later, Horsen, who came to see me, said it as if he suddenly remembered it in a public discourse.

"I guess so."

I thought it was part of my usual "father and delightful companions," I duly listened, and Horsen, unlike usual, did his hand on his chin and stared at me in the face.

Stirling straight from the front, as if even appraising antiques.

"What's going on?

"My brother-in-law..."

"Yeah?"

"You know the woman?

"... yeah"

If you suddenly wonder what to say.

"That's not true. Totally."

"Oops, you look like a good guy."

"What kind of face is that?"

I touched my face with stickiness.

"A man is, swallow, hold, kill (,). Repeat this. Be a good man."

"I'm saying with great chest tension. It's that important."

"Ouch!

Horsen nodded with a good face.

Empire's most powerful samurai, everything is luxurious and known as Horsen-like reason.

Drink, hold a woman, kill your enemies.

Yeah, it really sounds like Horsen.

I'm sorry, but I'm not.

"Hmm, that's crazy. My brother-in-law is out of standard, but he's still supposed to be a man."

Horsen twisted his neck tightly.

Well, that would happen.

I drank the tea the maids brewed for me.

Horsen is alcoholic, by the way.

I think it's an amazing skill not to get a little drunk drinking just like water.

Don't get drunk if I don't drain like a water cannon right off my fingertips through my veins after swallowing.

"Is that it?"

"What's wrong, brother-in-law?"

"Someone's outside the room... you can come in"

"Excuse me...... excuse me"

My permission came out, so one of the maids came in.

I've seen it a lot lately, one of my young maids.

"What's going on? You've been standing outside your room the whole time."

"Master Hawthorne was here."

"Me?

"What's wrong with Hawthorne?

"No!"

The young maid waved hastily.

"It's not. Because I have a customer. Um... the..."

"Never mind. Say it. I'm giving you permission."

"-! Thank you. Well, I'm done for the day."

"You were only at work in the morning."

"Yes."

The maid nodded clearly.

Unlike gardeners, maids who serve their employers sometimes work at night.

That's why I have maids waiting on night shifts, and people like that go up early in the day.

"So the..."

"Oh, you did"

I took out the knife and gave it to her.

"Thank you!

The maid thanked me and gave a deep salute to Hawthorne as well, before using a short knife to get into my shadow.

Recently, the young maids have made my shadow a residence in particular.

I don't have a problem with that, but I figured I'd have to think about something for you about getting in and out when you have these visitors.

Whatever it is, the maid dived into my shadow, so this matter is settled first.

Think about something later so they can get in and out at will, even in patterns like today.

With that in mind, I turned again, towards Horsen.

"I'm sorry - what's wrong, Horsen, look at my face again"

"Right now, are you doing this from time to time?

"Huh? Yeah, I am."

"Well, that makes my brother-in-law a good man."

"What do you mean?

"You haven't noticed! No, my brother-in-law is fine, because he hasn't noticed. Sometimes it works."

Unlike every other Eliza, the words themselves can be heard clearly, but I don't know one thing I'm talking about, Horsen.

Sometimes I don't understand Horsen's theory of luxury or Han Theory.

I was just wondering what I didn't know.

"Ha ha, I'm an apprentice to my brother-in-law, too."

Hawthorne was the usual Hawthorne, so I thought, okay?

That evening a man named Baron Dyshaw came to visit me.

It's the first time we've met.

I put him through the reception room, and we met alone.

Nice to meet you, Alexander Carlisle.

"My name is Sagen Dyshaw. It's an honor to meet you, Father."

Dyshaw is right, thank you enough to get on one knee.

Not so far when it was only the vice emperor, but the fact that he also had the title of the national father led to this kind of gratitude for the nobility.

"Stop being tough, come on, sit down"

"Thank you Happiness"

Dyshaw got up and finally thanked me again before finally sitting on the couch.

Along with that, Amelia and the maids come in and distribute the tea.

……

Dyshaw stared at Amelia and the others.

I first came to someone else's house and behaved like nobles were the only ones to see the maid... but Daishaw's eyes weren't normal (,).

For some reason, I look "jealously" at the maids.

"Uh, Mr. Dyshaw? What can I do for you?"

"Ha-ha-ha. I'm sorry about this"

Daishao bowed his head once with so much momentum that he could still be grounded.

"Never mind. More than that."

"Yes! Actually, I really want to ask the Father of the Nation, and it depends on his coming up."

"I don't know."

Naturally, I felt my face tighten.

Something came up somewhere again to help me, because I thought that was it.

"Please make my daughter my father's maid!

"... Yes?

Now what?

Make my daughter a maid?

"Uh, what's your daughter, Baron's daughter?

"Yes!"

"Your stepdaughter?

"No, I'm sorry to embarrass you, but I'm your daughter."

"Hmm."

I'm a little troubled, I don't know what that means.

I mean, baroness, right?

The baron himself said, "Make me a maid of honor! I'm telling you."

Hey, I don't know what happened.

"What if... everyone else already...?

Dyshaw cursed at my complexion with the feeling that he was approaching.

"... what do you mean everyone else?

"- Ha."

Shit, that's too good, Dishaw with the face.

"Hey, it's nothing. Forget about that."

"Baron, be honest with me."

I stared straight at Daishau and approached him.

Dyshaw groaned, "Ugh," under so much pressure that his upper body glanced.

Confused, but eventually noticed.

"A nobleman like me always keeps people in the royal palace to get information close to His Majesty."

"Yeah."

I know that, you can call it common sense.

What more do you want to be born, or do you think your position will be endangered?

Those who sesame on the "top" try to get all the information about the subject with their hands.

Dyshaw is one of them.

I'm sure he's sending something of his hand to the royal palace servants.

The powerful often don't care about it, by the way.

Because it's often convenient.

For example, if I want to eat this famous product, I will send it on my own because the person who wants to scrape sesame seeds cares about it.

Several generations ago the emperor said he used it to build a harem of 3,000 people.

Anyway.

"Did His Majesty say anything?

"Yeah, I've been praising Father of the Nation's maid lately"

"My maid?

"Father of the Nation's maid discipline is superb, just in the realm of the famous Belle. If you become the maid of the Father of Nations, you grow exponentially, both human and feminine. and"

Eliza did say that.

Look at Amelia and the others and say, "My fullness as a human being is at the bottom".

Is that what you say when you're in the palace?

So, when I hear that, Baron Dyshaw wants my daughter to be my maid.

I see.

"I got the story. I don't mind accepting..."

"Thank you!

Without listening to me until the end, Dyshaw got up off the couch and thanked me for kneeling again.

I laugh bitterly.

"I'll treat you like a normal maid, okay?

"Yes! Of course it is!

Dyshaw replied in such a way that it sounded cheap.

"Ha ha, don't get a lot more maids, that's my brother-in-law"

"Kakaka, I want you to keep my granddaughter too."

The next day, in the living room.

The samurai combo of my father and delightful companions who came to visit me listened and laughed with pleasure.

Even after Dyshaw, several noble envoys came and the seal arrived.

Everyone's offering to "make their own daughter a maid".

I accepted everything.

Whenever you say, "Make me my wife!" There was something about Ange and they all said no, but there was nothing wrong with being a maid.

There will be more maids of noblemen at once, but people born into nobility can be selfish all they want, and the next rebirth will often be of a lower rank, so if you can save it ("can"), it's not a rush to accept it.

"Think of it as other human resources."

"Ha ha, isn't that nice? And now my brother-in-law's manhood is still up."

"Um, Bowes had a guy at once (,,,,) in a matter of days, good thing."

I wonder why the increase in maids makes me more manly or manly.

I still don't quite understand the logic of samurai combinations.

I don't know, well.

"That's right. Would you advise His Majesty to be a maid, too?"

"Mm-hmm. Bowes would have a tough mouth, and would you do that for your country?"

"Stop, because if you say that, Eliza will be serious."

……

……

The two of them suddenly shut up.

They're both, like, nibbling.

Why shut up there, why are you nibbling?

"... No way"

Concon.

"I brought you a replacement"

Outside the door, I heard a tremendously familiar voice.

I held my head and asked the wise man's sword every way I could "stop talking".