Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

This time, I, Chiara, have changed my name.

I'm going to call myself Chiara Cordier.

It may be too life-changing if you think about it.

From the Associate Sir, after becoming a Countess, I kicked the Viscount's plans and now I'm a samurai at the Borderline House.

By the way, as I become a samurai, I have to have the background that I'm the daughter of the house there, which means I'm the remote daughter of Uncle Borderline.

I heard that Mr. Cordier's house at the time was in the mountains south of the territory, with relaxing sheep.

Uncle Vayne Borderline decided in a letter that she was the person's niece, and she's asking me to do her a favor. One of these days I want to go say hello to the guy who lent me his name.

Well, today is my first week as a samurai.

My morning work begins when I make you my sister Wang and inform Lady Beatrice, Mrs. Borderline Uncle, of your awakening and, after responding to your request, give her a glass of awakening water, send her out to morning workouts...... so that she can circle the garden ten near Lady Beatrice, who barebacks her sword.

After watching for breakfast, Mrs. Beatrice goes around the area so I can finally have breakfast too where I sent her out.

But after a week, I finally got used to it, but on the first and second day or so I ran in, and the fatigue prevented me from eating...

Afterwards, it's the cleaning servants' job to get Mrs. Beatrice's bedroom in order, so don't get your hands on it.

I thought I'd be free, and I'm going to help as a replacement for the samurai with Prince Reginald.

Or that's what happened when I made a request to Reggie.

Visiting Reggie's room, he takes the knight of the escort he brought from the king's capital to one of the castle fortress towers of Borderline Uncle Castle, the one on the west side.

It's a library.

There was a library in both the Count's and Church schools, but what belonged to the Borderline Uncle's was a spicy yet calm atmosphere. The entire wall is filled with bookshelves in a blowout hall supported by candy wood walls and columns.

To avoid moisture, there were also small windows for ventilation everywhere between the bookshelves, but they were basically tightly closed with wooden rain doors.

The lights are only candlesticks placed on a wide table in the centre.

- I have something to look into.

On the day I entered Uncle Evrard's castle, I asked Reggie if I could get into and out of Uncle Evrard's library.

Actually, I was so worried about how I explained it until before I cut it out.

I honestly said, "I want to find out about magic!" Or so I said, "I'm scared if they think I'm up to something.

or "I want to know about magicians in this region, in my life work, I thought I'd write a book that I put together someday..." I don't care what I say, I can't be trusted first. Because I have too little reason to look into magicians.

And that's where I remembered the pendant Princess Tsu gave me.

Red stone like round that polished glass. I was told not to lose it, but Princess Tsukuba, a magician, came to me. There may be some sort of magic involved.

So I decided to use this.

When I explained to Reggie that I wanted to find out if it wasn't a cursed product, he told me that he would look difficult and cooperate.

I must have told her that Princess Tsu said, "If I lose it, it will be a big deal," so he must have been wary because he thought it was something related to witchcraft, too.

If you're going to find out about the stone because of it, it must be magic related, right? In the past, I was able to dignify your literature.

... I didn't expect to even join Reggie though.

And I currently go to this library as I do every day.

As far as I'm concerned, it would have been enough if you stopped by the library about once every two days, and Reggie said, "Chiara has work to do, so you wouldn't have time to read it carefully, would you? He cared."

... This may be because Princess Tsu cursed me or behaved frightened. I'm sorry I tricked you.

But instead, I'll try to make sure you and Uncle Borderline don't die!

While determined once again, in a library that cannot be said to be bright, I pull the candlestick in and look for the book still.

Exactly. There's nothing textbook about "First Magic Course" or anything. So I looked for a book in history where magicians come out and read it first.

... It was just some biblical abstract story from previous life about "the water in the river rolls backwards then" and "the forest burns like a fire at once".

It's a history book, so I was hoping for something more detailed...

So I thought it might be like a magician's notebook, but you can't possibly conveniently find something like that.

Instead, there was an interesting description in the records of a peripheral uncle some generations ago, which was on the second floor of the library.

○ Monday ○ Sixteen pieces of gold for Mage Lofan. Ten kilos of green flash ore.

Ask for the disposition of the tree demon who was then concerned.

○ Mon ○ 32 pieces of gold for Mage Lorfan. Thirty kilos of Blue Eye Mine.

Request water damage prevention measures, which are urgently needed.

It was a heavy rainfall that I have seen in recent times. I want to confirm the damage to the countryside as soon as it clears up.

This neighborhood uncle seems to have kept a diary instead of a cash register.

In the time he was ruling, it seems the sorcerer was nearby. From time to time, he seems to have had a hand in dealing with border disputes, disasters, warcraft, etc.

From the description, it seems the sorcerer needed the ore. Since a pound weighs sixteen pieces of gold, Mr. Lorfan supposedly demanded a fraction of the asking fee as ore.

Maybe I feel like I'm going to use it for magic. But in the short supplementary explanation written here, the material is not enough to make a guess.

Plus, there are only a few descriptions of magicians. Finding it also breaks my bones quite a bit.

And I had limited time to read it.

"Your Highness, it's lunch time."

It was Mabel, a Reginald maid and nanny, who quietly opened the door and entered the library.

She is not of the age of old age, but she looks slightly older, even though she is 57 years old because her average life expectancy in this world is sometimes 60 years due to her medical and nutritional status.

But there it is again creating a sense of calm and reliance, and he seems like a 'mother' to go with his fuzzy shape.

Mr. Mabel gently urges.

"There are no seats for Uncle Vayne Borderline today. It means we have to go to the examination of the captured in a hurry."

"Borderline uncle himself? What kind of big criminal is that... the leader of a bandit group or something?

To Reggie's inquiry, who closed the book, Mr. Mabel shook his neck sideways as he returned the book to his bookshelf.

"Anything, looks like a magician scumbag. The village vigilante who captured him doesn't seem to know how to end it."

Mage!?

I nearly got up.

I'd love to see you! I want to talk to you! It doesn't matter if it's sloppy or whatever. If you were wary because you used witchcraft, it means you know about witchcraft. Then you also know how to be a magician.

I guess Reggie thought the same thing.

"That, can't I follow?

Request it from Mabel.

But I thought it would be dismissed. What a prince. You must have captured him because he's dangerous. You must not want him to get close to the magician.

but very unexpectedly, Mr. Mabel said after thinking about one breath.

"Let me tell Uncle Vayne at once. Please move to the dining room for lunch first."

"Nice to meet you."

Oh, Mr. Mabel, you're not stopping me!? And to my surprise, I move too.

Now that I'm a samurai, after accompanying Reggie to the dining room, I headed to the room next to the kitchen, which is a servant's dining room.

Place all the meals you have in a pan and a big ball in a plate because you don't want to miss the good chance you might meet the magician.

The cook apprentice watching it was circling his eyes.

Is that weird? I'd rather have a stew of vegetable utensils from the top of something like bread or a little tomato. Oh, you thought I'd use it because I have a plate for bread.

But just look surprised. He turns away.

You have no choice, do you? Neither am I good at interacting enough to be close to everyone in a week. Well, in a month or so, I want to be able to say hello.

I ate the bread into my mouth when I got to the nearby table and spooned the rest of the stew all at once.

I know you're behaving badly, but if you didn't eat to pour in, you didn't feel very much like Mr. Mabel would be able to bring back a response in time.

You've never seen anyone eat this fast, and the three of us in the corner were eating solidly. The servant aunts were turning to us with a slight face.

Tastes normal, by the way.

It has a strange herbal flavor stew because of the little spice system compared to the previous life, but I am familiar with this flavor in this world, so I can feel it as a nostalgic home flavor.

When I finish my meal in about a minute I get up and place a plate on the lower table.

"Thank you very much."

When I tell the cook apprentice boy who still stood beside the pot, I leave the dining room in a hurry.

Before opening the door, the boy said, "Hey Harris, we can't slow you down! What a blur!" I heard someone yelling at me, "but would he be all right?

After Chiara left the dining room.

"Harris! What are you selling oil for?

To the yelling chef, Harris, a cook apprentice, says with a flashing look.

"My wife's maid... was eating early. Like pouring in..."

"Huh!? Your wives would have eaten boned meat."

"No, he's new, that tiny, muscleless guy. Are all your wife's maids like that?

The chef said, "You're like friends, right?" I thought in my heart, "but I didn't put it in my mouth.

"... get used to it quickly. I've heard of other maids eating fast. Your wife must have spotted such a wild side and made you a samurai."

Meanwhile, in the corner of the dining room, the servant women were holding their heads together and secretly discussing it.

"Well, was that girl a minute?

"Let's get out of here and measure it!

"I'm pretty sure it was a four-minute kid I saw before."

"Technology that pours in like that water. I guess that's the secret to victory."

I was playing with making mealtime rankings for my wife's maids.

"But I wondered why you took a child from another place for a samurai."

"She seemed like a well-behaved doll, so I thought a discrete merchant or a daughter of a rural aristocrat might have been handed some sort of handout."

"I knew it was a selection of criteria, ma'am. We met a lot, and I found a kid who was going to be the king of breakfast, ma'am."

"The princess is amazing after all."

There was such a conversation going on.