「Good day, Princess. We’ve just started lunch, would you like to join us? Today I’ve made consommé.」 (Aruna)
My parents greeted her like it was completely normal, it seems she was generally liked. Then, the moment the brat looked at me, she let out a smile.
「Ah, obasama, I will accept your offer.」 (Forna)
「Well now Aruna-dono, I am grateful.」 (Galva)
And then, for some reason or another that person appeared. It was a giant man packed with muscles in red armor nodding with a smiling face. What a pain.
「Whatever, just shut up already. I can’t do anything with magic, and I ain’t interested either.」 (Velt)
「You’re noisy.」 (Velt)
「Wait, why do we have that relationship?」 (Velt)
「Uh huh, even though you’re just a guard, you’ve been eating in someone else’s house from the beginning haven’t you?」 (Velt)
「Well, that’s how it was. Velt announced that he was able to use fire magic, took a match and without permission my treasured alcohol. Then, he held a bit of it inside of his mouth, and since he in one breath blew upon the lit match, burnt a straw doll. Well, although you’ll be dizzy after using up all your magic, since the teacher’s pupil collapsed after drinking, the teacher came to me in tears.」 (Bonapa)
「Stupid guard captain.」 (Forna)
The ten year old kids were disgusted by the development. Or rather, will this country really be okay?
「Jeez, if papa and even captain Galva are going to be like this, then they’ll continue forever. How troublesome~」 (Aruna)
And yet it doesn’t seem like you’re going to stop them, mother, right now you’re committing the same offense you called troublesome. Then, from the kitchen, my mother took out a sack of wheat flour the size of a child.
「Hey Velt. Can I send you on a little errand?」 (Aruna)
「Please~ Look, this time it’s a request from a proprietor who opened a restaurant in the imperial capital. The proprietor doesn’t have enough wheat flour and contacted me for a direct delivery of it.」 (Aruna)
What a bother. Going to the capital on foot as a child, I’d rather not go that distance. But as I was going to somehow refuse, I was hit on the back of my head.
「Stop being irresponsible, Velt. If you’re a man, you can do at least that much.」 (Forna)
「Who are you calling a kid?! You’re the one who’s being an unreasonable kid! And by the way, obasama, I will be heading out with Velt. Please let us know the name of the shop.」 (Forna)
「No, it’s alright. This is also because of how Velt is, so there’s nothing else I can do. It’ll be no good if I can’t keep Velt under control.」 (Forna)
「Umm, if I recall correctly from the neighbor that handles the magic tool shop, the name of the restaurant is 『Tonkotu Ramen』.」 (Aruna)
「...What?」 (Velt)
I don’t get the name.
「What kind of food do they serve?」 (Velt)
「Obasama, We’ll be off now. Galva will call for someone to pick us up afterwards.」 (Forna)
All things considered, a commoner accompanying the country’s princess on an errand is pretty ridiculous. Rather, what the hell do I do if we get attacked? There’s no meaning in having the guards then. Well, it’ll be hard to track us down in this country full of peace-loving idiots.
No, or is it that this is how the culture of this world is? Ever since I recalled my actual identity as Asakura Ryuuma, a few things seem to have become strange.
(TN: Princess Forna uses 'obasama' which usually refers to another person’s mother. 'Mother' in English can be used when talking to the mother of the person you're married to. Forna and Velt aren't married, nor is there any indication they are betrothed, but Forna uses the word anyways.)
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