Chapter 17: 17 Episode 17: The celebration party has a drunken scent.txt

The four of us headed to the venue.

On the way, Mr. Efta's companion, the elf man, left because he had some business to attend to, and it was just me, Mr. Shero and Mr. Efta.

Mr. Rebecca was temporarily out on other business.

I thought the elf man was also serving as Mr. Efta's guard, but apparently he was only brought in for a spirit contract.

''Mr. Efta. It's strange to ask this, but is it okay if you don't have an escort?

No, I suppose it would be better to wear it, but I'm not very good with hassle.

That's why .......

But he's the third son of a big merchant family, and I'm sure he's done whatever he wants (I'm assuming), and he doesn't want to be around to be a guard or chaperone or whatever.

Or maybe it's just that this world is a lot safer than I think it is.

'Anyway, Jirou-san, what did you get for your gift?

...... I can't say that, indeed.

It's getting bigger and bigger than I first thought, and I've been preparing it with Rebecca's help, but it's a bit of an adventure just to see how the otherworldly people feel about it.

'The gift is ......, it's a secret. Well, look forward to it.

'Ho, you're confident. ...... Otherwise you wouldn't have taken this match, but you've checked out the mayor, right?　Didn't you know it wouldn't be easy?

'Naturally I thought, but for some reason I didn't feel like I was going to lose. Of course, I'm confident in what I'm giving them.

You didn't feel like losing ......? Then I'm extraordinarily excited to see what kind of product it is. I'm looking forward to seeing if that uptight mayor will like it .............

Was it a bit provocative to say that I don't feel like losing?　I thought so, but Mr. Efta looked rather satisfied with his smile.

However, ......, I can't feel that he doesn't want to lose this game, can he? Or maybe this is just the way it is with bonbons.

I don't know if it's worth mentioning now. The rhinoceros has been thrown!

The venue for the party is the lawn-planted square in front of the government offices.

The tables are already lined with a heap of food that is a little more luxurious than street food, but a little more exuberant than party food. It seems that in addition to the food, a variety of drinks are available, including liquor, juice and tea. Mr. Shero's eyes lit up immediately.

The orchestra was playing ethnic-sounding music, and the guests were already enjoying themselves.

Mr. Giraud, that's the mayor of Elishe, Mr. Milk-Pearl.

I look at the direction Mr. Efta is pointing.

A nervous-looking woman in a clean white suit is exchanging greetings with a guest. Well, she certainly looks fastidious. It reminds me of the Secretary of State of a great nation: .......

'I see. So, Mr. Efta, what should we do about gifts? At what point in time do you have a gift to give?

'Yes, ....... It looks like the party is just getting started, and I'll be there to say hello in a while, maybe afterwards.

'Okay. Well, I'll get this one ready on my way.

Well, there's very little to prepare for anymore. We can start as soon as Rebecca returns, whenever she comes back.

In the meantime, you and Mr. Sheroe can have a cookout!

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Oui~. Well, it's a surprisingly strong drink, Mr. Shero.

'Ha ha. The liquor in the interior isn't much more like that, Mr. Giraud.

I thought it was a little bit of a pep talk, but it was surprisingly light and got me lightly drunk. Shero is also very drunk, and I may have gotten a little carried away.

Come to think of it, I remember Rebecca told me not to let Shero drink or anything like that, didn't she?　...... Well, okay. It's a festival!

I've got a game to play now, but I'm not the type of person whose drinking is out in the open, and I'm at a party, so there's nothing wrong with being drunk.

And it seems that Rebecca has arrived. I'll send a signal from there.

Come on!　Finally.

I find Mr. Efta chatting with a few of my guests and talk to him.

Mr. Efta. I think it's about time.

'Oh, Mr. Jiro. Well, it looks like the mayor is just as free as you are, so let's go.

Yes, thank you for your help.

The two of us head over to the mayor's place. If I was sober, I would have been nervous there, considering what I'm about to do, but the booze is making me bold, man. I can do it!

Mr. Efta is exchanging greetings with the mayor.

I stand off to the side until he introduces me. In the meantime, I'll check out the equipment.

'........., so this is Mr. Giraud with the story. Mr. Giraud, this is Mayor Elishe's milk pearl.

'Nice to meet you, I'm Jiro Ayase, a jeweler. It's a pleasure to meet you.

I was introduced, greeted and asked for a handshake.

This is another reason why I was chosen as the winner this time.

To be introduced to the head of this city, without a doubt, will be of great value in doing business in this city at some point.

...... Well, that depends on the sales pitch from here, too.

'It's nice to meet you, Jiro. You are quite a pretty jeweler, aren't you? I'd like to tell you one thing: don't get involved with anyone from the Solo family at your young age, they are all residents of the magical world. They are all residents of the magical world.

He says he's cute: ....... Well, well, a lot of guys over here are stocky. I don't blame them for that kind of rating: ....... Even though he's just a baby face.

But, Mr. Efta, isn't this usually hated? I've even been called a resident of the demon world .......

''So ......, you're going to give me a gift?　Before you go any further, let me remind you that I do not wish to receive such things. I am the one entrusted by the emperor to rule. If you receive such a report, you will lose the path that the spirits are showing you.

'I know. I'm at ......, but could you please just take a look at the product? If you don't like it, you may refuse to accept it.

Saying this, she takes out an olive green necklace case from her bag. I bought this case over there (Japan). Probably, this kind of thing is cheaper over there, and the stuff is better.

I also got drunk and went into sales mode.

I'd like to present you with a peridot necklace. The size of the stone is about 4 carats, but the spirit stone (peridot) is molded into an oval cut that enhances the deep olive green color, and the base is gold, which is said to be the best match for peridot. The gold base is gold, which is the best match for the peridot, and the peridot is beautifully hand engraved.

The first thing to grab is the product description with a bang. I don't know how well these words are understood in the other world, but that's not important. It's enough to make the other person think "this looks great".

I've seen some green jewelry. I've seen a few green gems before, but never one with such a deep hue. But, ...... it is certainly a nice piece of jewelry, but I would not accept it any less. Especially from a merchant such as yourself and Mr. Efta.

Well, I guess so, at this stage. Now, let's go on and on.

No, I was the one who prepared this gift, but the real giver is not me. Can you think of anyone at ......?

'No?　Because the whole country knows that I do not accept gifts. The only person who still tries hard is you, Evta, that's the only one who does.

It really doesn't seem to occur to me at all.

Well, that's why it's so effective, though.

"Since ancient times, peridot has been said to be a gemstone that goes well with gold. And because of its compatibility, it has been loved as a symbol of love between a husband and wife, a combination that makes them shine together. The gemstone word for peridot was born from this combination: "Married Love" ............. The engraving on the necklace. Do you recognize it?

Milk Pearl checks the gold carving on the base of the necklace with a wry smile. It's sort of a gamble as to whether or not I'll notice it here, but she said it's a motif she used to use a lot when she was younger, and I'm sure she'll notice it.

'............!　...... Yeah, this is ....... But it's .......

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I'm upset. I'm groggy.

In my light confusion, I signaled Rebecca to decide what to talk about, and I turned on the battery-operated microphone and small amplifier I had brought into the venue yesterday.

I set the volume at maximum. With this, my voice could be heard anywhere in the venue.

I said, "Ah, ah, thank you all for coming to the Elishe 50th anniversary party today. On behalf of the citizens, I would now like to present a bouquet of flowers to the Mayor, Mr. Milkpearl, to thank him for his kindness, and I apologize for the time we are having, but please keep your attention.

I turned to the invited guests who were buzzing about the event that had started so suddenly.

I used to do this many times when I was in a black company ......, but now I hope it works for otherworldly people too.

It's a little aggressive, but parties in this world are usually a bit of a mess, so it won't be a problem for you.

There were some people who looked at the amps and microphones in a strange way, but they soon calmed down after Shero-san blurted out, "That's a new magic tool.

'Look at the entrance to the hall. A bouquet of white roses, imported from another country, for today's event. The language of white roses is 'respect'. We, the citizens of Elishe, are pleased to present these flowers to the mayor as a sign of our respect for him. The mayor does not normally accept gifts, but for this occasion we ask you to concede!

This bouquet of white roses was brought from over there (Japan). It's difficult to get such highly bred flowers in Japan, and they are very expensive. Well, they were quite expensive over there too.

The guests didn't seem to have any doubts about the event either. There was even a light laugh at the part where we asked for concessions, and it didn't seem to be a problem.

The man holding the bouquet is a middle-aged man in a big black suit. Rebecca is waiting behind him.

The mayor is staring dumbly at the man over there rather than the bouquet of flowers. The mayor can be heard whispering, "You ......".

The middle-aged man presenting the bouquet is, of course, the mayor's husband, Bill.

He's got a new suit and a new hair and beard for the occasion.

I had asked Rebecca to pick him up because I didn't want him to cancel the event.

No, but I used to go every day for a week before I gave him the nod to attend this event. He may still be really reluctant to go now, but now that he's come this far, he'll have to do his best.

He may not be very good at standing out, but he's turned bright red, and I feel a little sorry for him.

And the two of them face each other.

A bouquet of flowers is presented to the mayor, and the room is filled with applause.

...... This necklace is made by you. I miss this helicopter pile motif ....... I used to make it to take my mind off of being beaten up by my mentor back then.

"...... Yeah. You must have missed it. That guy told me to make a design that would be instantly recognizable as my work. That made me remember a lot of things from the past.

'Hmmm, I can't believe you've been well rounded and come out here ....... I guess I've been beaten up as expected for this one.

There still seems to be room for more, but from Mr. Milkpearl's point of view, the event would have been a perfect surprise.

Before and after their marriage, Bill was a quiet husband who prioritized his work and had never given any gifts to his wife, and Ms. Milkpard had been absent from home due to her job as a politician, and they had spent many days at odds with each other.

But from what I've heard, they just respect each other more than they should and it doesn't seem that their love for each other has gone cold.

Mr. Bill's vocation, as he peered through the mirror of truth, was that of a crafter (craftsman).

On the day of our first visit, he came out in his apron, but his workshop was inside the house and he was said to be a fine-dining craftsman based on order sales.

I was shown some of his works, and I found out that he makes various things such as carving metal, knife handles, engraving decorative letters on swords, attaching patterns to metal armor, and making simple accessories.

Among them, his skill in metal-carving is so great that I felt like I had to sell his work exclusively in Japan.

Naturally, I had the base of the necklace made by Bill himself. I was shocked to learn that he is a goldsmith, but has never given me a gift of his own work since his marriage. But that may be a positive thing this time.

Well, of course there are still a few more events to come. Let's go for it. It's also said to strike while the iron is hot, you know.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure most of you don't know the man who presented this bouquet of flowers. This is Bill Lindenloeb, the husband of Ms. Milkpearl. On the occasion of the 50th anniversary of Elishe's 50th anniversary, he has offered to make a gift to his wife, who works for the citizens, as a token of his appreciation.

Introduced with some footnotes at once, the invited guests said, "That's ......," "That's the first time I've seen him, but he looks like a kind husband ......," and "He was married in the first place, Mayor... ..." and other voices.

It's not just a matter of time before you're able to get your hands on a necklace. The spirit stone has been added with a blessing of 'repelling illness and evil' as a symbol of a husband's concern for his wife, and a peridot, which has a gemstone of 'love between husband and wife,' has been chosen as well, which is an enthusiastic gesture befitting a couple representing Elisheh in their 30th year of marriage!

The crowd's voltage is gradually rising. Basically everyone is drunk, so these events must be delicious. I'm worried about Mr. Shero clapping his hands in the front row and being happy, but oh well, it's a good crowd!

'As a matter of fact, I have been entrusted with a letter from Mr. Bill here. It is a letter of gratitude for his wife, but he was embarrassed to read it himself, so he entrusted it to me.

Mr. Milk Pearl is surprised.

Bill is even more surprised.

Of course you are. I didn't entrust you with a letter, you know. I took the liberty of writing down all the elements I wrote down as I listened to you, and you took the liberty of turning them into a letter. I had a hard time because the amount of information was a bit small, though.

'Then I'll take the liberty of reading it. Dear ............ wife. Since I'm not a very good talker and couldn't possibly say thank you well, I'm writing this... Do you remember the heripaille we had together 30 years ago? I was reminiscing as I made this necklace about how I forced you to eat the cute looking helicopter pail, which you said was too pitiful to eat. When I tried it, I was surprised to find that you enjoyed it and ate more of it than I did. I can tell you now, but you didn't know that the reason I wanted to marry you was because you were so cute then. I've been watching you closely, and I know best how hard you've worked for Elishe since we got married. I couldn't say thank you very well, but I am proud to be your husband. ...... but it's been 30 years now. I haven't been to Helipa Village since then, but we're both getting older and our daughter is almost old enough to be on her own. Let's go back to Helipa village together and eat so much Helipail that we can't move. I hope you like the necklace. Bill Linden Loeb.

The hall was filled with a shower of applause.

Reading out a letter is a very sticky thing on earth, but in another world, it's the most advanced. Even the ladies of the invited guests were in tears.

I'm worried about Mr. Shero crying in the front row, but it's a good crowd!

Ms. Milk-Pearl seems to have been affected by this as well, her eyes are moist and she is looking at Mr. Bill feverishly.

But Bill's face is perplexed. Oh no, this is going to be more than Mr. Bill can handle!

Then Bill Lindenloeb will present his wife with a necklace. Mr. Bill, please place the necklace around your wife's neck.

After my words, Bill took the necklace from Mr. Milk Pearl's hand and awkwardly placed it around the other man's neck. He was turning blue with nervousness, but I'll pretend I didn't see that part.

By the time the necklace is draped around Ms. Milkpard's neck, the guests have gathered in a hurry to admire the treasure.

The elegant olive green jewels and pale gold necklace sparkled with the elegance of Ms. Milkyard's nature.

Mr. Bill needs to do one last job. I took off the microphone and spoke to Mr. Bill in a whisper.

I took off the microphone and spoke to him in a low voice. "When you put the necklace on, please give your wife a few words. That's the last thing I want you to do, please.

As I said this, Mr. Bill, having made up his mind, turned to Mr. Milk Pearl.

I sneak over to Mr. Bill and take the microphone to him and give him a voice.

'...... Thank you for 30 years. Keep up the good work.

And they hug each other.

Ah, this is the western way. If it were in Japan, it's not so easy to have a hug. But Bill ......, that's really just one word.

And the voltage of the hall reached a maximum. I'm glad that all the guests seemed to enjoy the event. That's what a win-win relationship is all about.

I can't help but smile too.

All I need is one last word from the mayor, and I'm done.

I'll take a break, too, since we're probably in our own world for a while.

I was just about to drink some juice when I walked over to the table.

I noticed an elven man in the corner of the hall, accompanied by Mr. Efta.

Oh, I thought he was here, but I didn't pay much attention to him.

Beside the elf man, there was a figure in downy green robes and with a hood over his eyes, and although I couldn't see his face, I felt like our eyes met.

A moment later, a vocation board appeared, shining stronger than usual, indicating a new guidance. No? This is the one that's changed.

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