High-Class Mob 9 9. The Reason Of The Original's Death Part 2 `

"Yes, you can pick anything that you wish to eat."

Hylda was checking every little detail in the bakery. The Owner watched in horror as Colt smiled in glee.

'What's this wastrel of a young master doing here? Shouldn't he be in a bar? Dear G.o.ds, please spare this store of mine from being trashed by this young master.'

Praying to be spared by Colt's outburst of destruction, the owner had a stiff smile plastered on his face. Colt looked at the owner's smile and could not help it by sigh himself.

'What did this body do before I got here, exactly?'

Colt is feared, and he knows it because he saw the reaction of the populace when he was walking around the city. The Colt everyone sees is the wrecker of all stores after he gets drunk, this young master is not someone who hurts people but the store itself.

'The people would avoid my gaze every time I look at them, they even make their kids look away when I smile...this is not that bad, I feel like no one is going to bother me if I don't do anything stupid.'

Being treated like some kind of plague has its fair share of perks. First, he'll be able to act on whatever he wants without fear of others' view of him and second he'll be able to avoid social contact.

Though Colt, no, Leo is not that proud of it, he's not that good with socializing with others. Even though back on earth he had a handful of people who calls him their friend, he has that time when he would rather be alone than hangout.

Leo is a professional loner with a social life of his own....

'In this life, I won't be needing to make any elaborate excuse to not join any social gathering. Hehe, it's a good thing I have a very responsible and hard working sister to do that for me. Being the wastrel of a wealthy family is amazing.'

In this life, Leo has many options. Other than bending over to every demand of Mina to keep his life, he has the freedom to do everything he wants. Also, Mina doesn't even keep a tight leash on his neck as she was very lenient for someone considered as a psychopath.

"Big bro sparkly, I want this!"

Hylda pointed at the cheesecake with her eyes glimmering with a strange light. The world may be different, but the combination of a woman and sweets is the same as ever.

"Is this everything that you wish to eat?"

"I want to pick some more but it is almost lunch, and today, Sister Mary will cook us Moriam Stew."

"Is that so..." Colt had a smile that said "good for you", and "what the h.e.l.l is a Moria", but he didn't let the latter expression show and simply said, "...then that is a shame, mister."

"Y-yes, young master Colt?"

"Pack everything from here..." Colt stepped forward and pointed from the start of one row to the end, "...to there."

The Owner looked at Colt in disbelief. Colt felt slightly irate and sighed in dissatisfaction.

"Do it, or do you want me to first make a ruckus before you do anything?"

"Ah, yes young master, I will do as you say."

From a stiff smile to a gleaming expression, the owner's expression changed as fast a dog goes into heat. Colt watched as the owner moved faster than normal.

"Big bro sparkly, you don't really need to do that..."

"Heh, don't worry, it's not like you're the only one who will eat it. Share it with everyone in the orphanage. And don't act like a meek child, as you have said, it's disgusting..." Colt laughed as he said those words

Hylda realized his point and immediately put up a smile, a happy and energetic smile so to say.

The cakes had been all wrapped up and handed to Colt. There were five types of cakes thus there are five boxes, looking at the boxes, helplessness struck Hylda as she found it hard to take it back with her.

The five boxes were tied together, and Colt picked it up with a smile on his face.

"Follow me, I'll take you back to the orphanage, it's about time we head back to the Edgeworth mansion as well."

Against Colt's knowledge, Hylda jumped as she stared at Colt in shock.

"What? Is there anything on my face?"

"Edgeworth Mansion? D-don' tell me, big bro sparkly, are you the young master wastrel of the Edgeworth I hear often?"

"Huh, you didn't know? I never told you before? Also, weren't you listening to my preaching earlier?"

"No, no, and no you said you were some wandering G.o.d of Beauty, so I a.s.sumed you were just some weirdo from some wealthy family."

Colt felt something stab him in the chest. The words of the original are simply too much for him to deal with. Colt's shoulders droop as he looked at Hylda.

"Well now you know my name, stop calling me big bro sparkly and just refer to me as Colt or young master."

"I don't like calling you young master, I'll just call you big bro like I always did, is that okay oh glorious G.o.d of Beauty young master Colt Edgeworth?"

"Ugh, please, stop it."

Finding someone so refres.h.i.+ngly uncaring about her position made Colt smile at Hylda all the more favorable. But not too favorable as Mina was eyeing him from behind, he could almost feel something stabbing his back.

Picking up the boxes of cake, he urged the two girls to follow him. Colt looked at the owner one last time and flipped one Perum Coin over to him.

"Young master, this is too much...I can't possibly..."

"Keep the change, just treat kid earlier nicely, give her some cake when she comes by."

"Ah, yes Young Master Colt.":

One Perum is the most valuable coin in the continent. There are three coins in the Western Continent, Priba, Fella, and Perum.

These three coins are similar to the bronze, silver, and gold of every isekai novel.

Priba is the lowest it is like the bro, Fella is 100x more valuable than Priba, and Perum is 100x more valuable than Fella

A single Perum equates to 10,000 Priba and a single cake is 15 Priba at most. Hylda can drown in cakes if she actually gets more than what the owner can earn from that single Perum.

In the mind of the owner, Hylda had just become a VIP.

"Ah, young master, where have you gone to? I've been looking everywhere for you."

The coachman who was a.s.signed to Colt and Mina was almost crying as he encountered them in the city plaza where the three ended up in.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't like the way the teahouse was operating so I left. Sorry for bothering you."

"Ah no, it doesn't warrant for the young master to lower your head...please don't."

Colt smiled, and entered the carriage with Mina.

"Hylda, come on up, I'm taking you back to the orphanage."

"Yes! Big bro Colt."

The coachman watched in a daze as Colt took five boxes of cakes inside while a seemingly street flower vendor entered with him.

"What's the name of the orphanage again?"

"Light Orphanage, it's in the third district."

"Okay, sir coachman, let us go to the Light Orphanage before we head back."

The coachman found it odd but still did what he was told. Inside the carriage, the trio began to talk, mostly Mina and Hylda were the ones talking to each other.

At this point, Mina knows more about Colt than Leo. It was baffling to watch, it was as if he was watching his stalker gather information about him.

Soon enough, they stopped and Hylda stepped out of the carriage. The orphanage was all the way up a hill and the poor coachman was tasked with taking the cakes all the way to the top while Colt and Hylda talked to one another.

"Big bro Colt, when are you going to visit us?"

"Maybe, tomorrow, I'll come tomorrow."

"Good, Little Filla would be delighted if you visit, she had been asking me when you'll go back. I actually went to sell flowers in order to track you down, and drag you back with me to the orphanage as she had been crying saying she misses you, with that, ciao."

Hylda ran all the way up to the hill and entered the orphanage. She said one last goodbye to Colt before entering, and as she disappeared from their eyes, Colt and Mina left in a carriage.

"She's a good kid, right dear?"

"Yeah, sadly, I still can't tell much about certain things seems like regaining my memory will be rather troublesome."

"Speaking of lost memory, dear you should have..."

Thus begin a lecture from Mina telling Colt about how he kept silent about losing a part of his memory.

He apologized and all was good, but amidst it all, a single name floated in Colt's mind...

Filla.

Such is the name that is still surrounded in mystery and why did his heart felt like it is clenching every time he remembers or even hears this name?

'Who is she? The original couldn't have been a pedo right?'

He wondered as Mina continued her nagging.