Saving 80,000 Gold in an Another World for Retirement Chapter 132

132. Princess of the Cavern (Former), Princess Ponkotsu 2

And the conversation between the children continues for eternity.

One pattern of compliments, questions to get my information, and promotes their own house.

They are all told by their parents to get along with me, and they give my chest a glance every now and then.

Children fellows.h.i.+p… I don't want to have this kind of relations.h.i.+p!

In this case, it is much better to have an information battle with adults.

That was what I thought, so I tried to use Mitchan as a decoy to escape out of the children's circle.

Gachi! (Some kind of SFX)

Mitchan, grabbed my arm.

And there's Mitchan angry eyes.

(Leaving me behind? I won't let you go!!) (Mitchan)

I guess that's natural…

And the time of agony lasted for a while.

Come to think of it, the nickname [Mitchan] is overlapping with my childhood friend's nickname, Mitchan of Liquor Store.

But when I met Mitchan, I reminded myself of the first year of elementary school when I first met [First Generation Mitchan], and both the name Micheline and the house name Mitchel happened to starts with [Mi], so I decided by the that nickname.

Maybe, I won't have much chance to meet the j.a.pan's Mitchan anymore, and there also zero chance for Mitchan of this World to go to j.a.pan.

So, I don't know what to say, but I think [I'm having fun with Mitchan in my childhood days again…]. I feel a little bad for the j.a.pan's Mitchan….

And, as expected, it's time for the tidal hour.

It's not like I came here to get along with little kids. So, I have to speak clearly.

"My apologize, I still have to work as [Viscount Yamano], please pardon me…" (Mitsuha)

That being said, the children can't keep talking to me. No matter how many children are, they are here to attend birthday party of another family. And for a n.o.bleman that bears a t.i.tle, party is nothing more than a place of work.

Mitchan followed me out of the children's circle. Well, if she misses this chance to escape, it will be her turn to be hit by the barrage.

Mitchan quickly ran back to her parents, and I …

“Viscount Yamano, could you tell us about your country?” (n.o.ble 1)

“Oh, that's right. I would like to talk with you for the future!” (n.o.ble 2)

The n.o.bles coming at me, who have left the children's circle, at once.

Of course, they would. Until now, I have not leaked any information about my country.

Where am I from? Is the wealthy only the Yamano family or the whole country?

Do gems being produced in large quant.i.ties? Or was it bought from money gained from other things?

Anyway, it doesn't start without knowing which country it is.

And they may think my country is somewhere on this continent, not far from here. After all, I speak fluently here and came alone without my family and companions. I'm sure they think that the country is not that far away.

I don't seem to look like someone from around here, but there are many patterns that can be inferred, such as me being a product of political marriage with a n.o.ble or royal daughter from another country, or born from a distant foreign girl that someone had taken as a concubine or a mistress. There are many more. So, they don't really seem to be suspicious.

Or rather, the information that probably came from president-san of the bank and the necklaces that I mentioned earlier had been recognized that I was being doted by my father. Because for that very reason I used the necklaces as a bait. ….as for the people here, the feed seems a bit too expensive.

But as expected it is impossible to progress further without a single explanation.

And I'm not reluctant to teach specifics or to lie too outright. Anyway, in some cases, we may have a friendly relations.h.i.+p with this country later.

Hmmm….

"Well, I'm not a formal country representative… In order to be free to say whatever I deemed favorable and to behave freely, it is more convenient to stay as an [ordinary girl from an unknown country]. For the information about our country, we will explain further when the officials from my family or from our country comes here. Until then, I will study this country. To explain to everyone later…" (Mitsuha)

"Ri-Right, indeed, in that case, it might be a bad manner to ask forcibly …" (Random Count)

I don't know if I'm really convinced them, but I guess it's not a good idea for them to deny my intentions here and buy a dissatisfaction. What a quick-witted uncle. I think he's a Count or something.

From what I said earlier, and the Introduction by the host earlier, where [the sublime purpose of introducing the products our country and promoting exchange] and [we have set up a shop to introduce those products in the city center], right now, they should think of me as a young unofficial amba.s.sador from a country that doesn't have full-scale trade with this country, but is going to that direction.

And they might think something like [If we look a little anyway, we can quickly find out which country she is from]. I inadvertently spoke my native language and left hints that messengers from my homeland often came into contact with me to check the merchandise in the shop.

Even if they know something about my home country, they will pretend not to know and deal further with me, and vice versa. Providing me with more convenient information …

No, no matter how they look, there's no way they can figure where my home country is.

They will, of course, consider diplomatic relations with the small country that have little interaction with them. And they will obtain a lot of jewelry and become a rich country. … at least, for the n.o.bles and royals.

And I continue to converse with adults who have difficulty to openly ask about my homeland and ident.i.ty.  The other side wanted to know what I was interested in, so the choice of topics was naturally led by me. Thanks to this, I could hear many information such as naval power of this country that they proud of, the exploration fleet to expand the territory, the trade s.h.i.+ps, and many more.

Of course, from the flow of the story, I checked the names of the n.o.bles and high-ranking soldiers who have a strong influence.

Can I remember all of it, you ask? No, of course, that's why I prepared a small IC recorder in a pocket on my dress.

Then, after having deepened the exchange moderately, I went to the second daughter again.

No, today's birthday party is for the second daughter, but it's seems that she has been overshadowed by my actions, and I felt quite bad towards her.

Indeed, if I'm with today's protagonists, the kids can't just talk to me. It is what people call [Bullet repellant] or [Barrier].

I think this is a good time to withdraw. It's safe to return a little early because I was considered a child.

I don't mind sleeping a little late, but I may have to wait for the carriage queue if I leave later, so I'm feeling free to exercise my child privileges. Because I accepted the disadvantages of being treated as a child, I will accept the benefits too, of course.

Of course, n.o.ble daughters do not walk alone from the party hall at night.… Even in the daytime. So asked the servant to call the carriage.

The chartered carriage was kept waiting in the waiting area, so I didn't have to call the carriage like a horse-drawn cab. …… but the charter fee is also calculated hourly…… apart from walking, for me it's enough to take a horse-drawn cab, but as expected i can't go that way.

Immediately after returning to the shop, I took out the case that contains bottles from the warehouse and went to the next door. It was the brandy that I bought at Mitchan's (j.a.panese) home that I had refilled into 200cc bottles that I bought in this country. There are 12 of it, from 3 bottles of brandy.

"I'm sorry that I'm still in my work attire. Please accept this, you can drink it at home… It's liquor of my home country. Don't drink it while you're at work, absolutely!!" (Mitsuha)

"Thank you as always, we're thankful of it. But are you really sure, such expensive drinks…" (Guard-san)

Being grateful, the six men bowed down to me.

Yeah, this is my neighbor. In other words, the guard post.

It is not a headquarters or branch office, but just an outpost, that is, a slightly larger police box, so there are six guards in the night s.h.i.+fts. Although they look around in turns, but it seems that time everyone happened to be there.

Yes, I've always been close to the police boxes near my parents' house. From kindergarten, they always greeted me and have good relations.h.i.+ps me. So, when my family died and my uncles and bad guys that aimed at my home and heritage stormed me, they were really kind and helped. I won't forget that favor.

So, I happened, or rather, I chose this shop because it's next to the guard post. I just wanted to give a little service to the guards next to shop. There's also the guilty feeling for using them as free security guard.

I don't always bring the same things, and they weren't always expensive. Occasionally, I served them snacks such as grilled potatoes or steamed buns. It might be a problem if you get a bribe in j.a.pan, but there is n.o.body to say that here, so it is safe.

By having a shop in such a prime location would have been considered as a rich daughter, but since I showed this dress, I would have been completely considered as a n.o.ble. No, in fact, I am a n.o.ble.

For a n.o.bleman, attending a party is [work], so I was a little playful and said [work attire] but it was completely true.

But, given the time of emergency, was this okay? I'm afraid of this becoming an international affair, so I feel like I'm desperate to be protected.

Well then, let's go home. The one in j.a.pan.

And tomorrow morning I have to put my dress out for cleaning.

Even the n.o.bleman in this world can't afford something super-luxurious like [You can never wear the same dress again]. So, you still have to work with me, dress-chan!

… wait, the first dress was so b.l.o.o.d.y that it was already beyond help, so now I only have one! Ah, there is a dress that I got as a tribute at the conference, but that's a bit… it's unlike the dress that the store manager made to fit my measurements, so the one from that country is a bit loose.

It seems that they saw me as [Adult-imitating child] and thought that I would be pleased with the mature design, but the exposure was a little too much. And it emphasizes the chest area. Are they trying to hara.s.s me?! d.a.m.n it!

This is bad, I have to order some clothes from the fujos.h.i.+ store manager! From now on, the occasions that require dress will increase, as expected it is impossible with just one…

The store manager is a fujos.h.i.+ but she's quite useful, so I'd like to upgrade her nickname a little.

Right, how about [Kifujin]?

(Note: I feel like I have to explain this to deliver the joke. Well, you know what [Fujos.h.i.+] is right? Basically, fujos.h.i.+ is what BL/Yaoi/h.o.m.ogame fans are called. And [Kifujin] is the higher tier of it. Literally, [Fujos.h.i.+] = [Rotten Girl] and [Kifujin] = [n.o.ble rotten woman]. You can check this Wikipedia page if you feel like to.)