'Mr. Milk Pearl. How was it? Would you accept my gift?
'Hmmm, of course I'll take it. Thank you for .......
I'm glad to hear that you liked it. It was worth it for me, too.
'I'm so happy for you. I had no idea that he felt this way about me. If you hadn't done this for me, I may never have known for the rest of my life. ...... I really feel great right now.
Then Mr. Milkpearl touched the shining necklace around his neck. I returned it, "I'm honored," and turned to Mr. Efta.
At any rate, I'm going to win the game now! I can have it! I'll have an elf.
Well done, Mr. Jirou. I can't imagine this kind of move. That's a complete defeat for me.
To be honest, I was helped in part by luck. But the mayor seems to be happy with it, so I'm glad to hear that.
Yes. It's hard to find a gift that would be as appreciated as this one. From now on, I'll be using it as a reference.
Haha, do well. The most important thing you can do is to make them feel false.
'I see. So it's important that the other person has no idea.
'Oh yeah. ...... By the way, I won the game with this one ......, so you said that I would get an eh, an elf. What would you like to do as a setup?
The only thing is that we are ready to hand over the elf to you, so please enjoy your party for another two Yurkas. However, we have to prepare for the handover here as well, so please enjoy the party here for another two Yurkas or so. We'll be back to pick you up.
I understand. I look forward to it.
And so, we part ways with Mr. Efta.
What do I do to prepare for this? Do I make you dress up in a beautiful baby coat or something, and do I put on makeup for the handover?
Will she be called "Master" or "Master"? Or "Lord" or "Jirou-sama" is also hard to throw away, isn't it? Oh, "Onii-chan" is also possible. I'm the youngest, so I wanted a sister! Hmm? Don't get me wrong! Healthy! It's healthy!
Oh, but, heh, heh, my dreams are expanding. I guess.
I'm going to drink too much.
It's still quite a while before Mr. Efta arrives, so I'll have to thank Rebecca and Mr. Shero for their help.
Rebecca was chatting happily with the invited guests who seemed to know her well, as if she knew them well enough in town. Shero is also chatting with the invited guests ...... or rather fooling around. He really is the type of guy who gets drunk and becomes a bit goofy, isn't he? It's true that the drinks here are delicious, and I know that I drink too much, but I'm already quite drunk.
I've just thanked Shero for her help, and I've decided to forget about it tomorrow.
I'll leave Rebecca alone for today.
Thanks for your help. Thank you, Rebecca, for all your hard work. Thanks to you, I think they managed to make the gift a hit.
Drinking fruit wine, Rebecca's cheeks are dyed slightly vermillion, and she looks quite s*xy. Her hairstyle is different than usual, and maybe it's because she's wearing makeup, but it makes me even more dizzy. I want to go as far as I can with the momentum of the drink.
Good night, Jiro. I hadn't expected it to be this exciting. To tell you the truth, I was skeptical when I first heard about it.
It was a gamble for me, too. I just had a vague feeling that it would work out.
Really? You were a very noble host for that. The letter part made me cringe. ...... By the way, I haven't had any helipire lately.
What kind of thing is a helicopter? Actually, I don't know about it.
"There's a lake in the north called Lake Helipa. Is that ...... a cute little scrawny fish there? I mean something like that. It's hard to process, but it's delicious and greasy!
'I see, that's something I'd like to try. Is Lake Helipa far away?
It's a two-day carriage ride from Elishe. It's a really nice, clean place, with a town by the lake and lots of cute hotels.
I guess it's like a tourist attraction in another world. It's a place for young couples, and eating Helipaille will give you stamina and make you feel like you're having a Helipaille at night. It's pretty vulgar, isn't it? Yeah. Yeah... I'd like to say "my Helipaille...".
I think I'm going on my honeymoon with an elf girl. Master's heli-pail goes wild, and my Vic.
...... Let's go sometime, Jiro.
...... Huh? Oh, yes. It would be fun to go together.
Rebecca smiles bewitchingly, answering lightly, "Yes," she says.
Maybe it would be nice to save up a little money and give the two of you a trip.
This time Rebecca-san helped me with a lot of things this time, so I offered to pay for that, but as expected, or rather as I thought, she refused.
But that's not how it works. When I asked her why she was being so good to me, Rebecca said, "Baraka's guidance is very good.
It is said that people who have met each other through Baraka's guidance can become lifelong friends through the 'meeting of the Great Spirit'," said Rebecca. That's why we are already friends. I am just doing what I can do for my friends. Hey.
I see. I was honestly happy to see you as a friend, but I thought I should thank you, so I went to ...... and prepared it.
Rebecca, thank you so much for your help this time. You said you didn't want ...... to thank me for helping out so much this time, but I'm sorry I didn't feel like it, so please accept this.
The present for Rebecca is a ring made of large garnets. I thought a red gemstone would be good for Rebecca, who has beautiful red hair, so I checked out what I had on hand.
I hired Bill to make the foundation for this one as well. I'll give you a free peridot and you can make this one for free too! The ring part is silver.
The ring part is silver. The clasp is gold, and it is engraved with a shell that looks like a jewel in between. It looked cool in a somewhat art nouveau style. It would be too flashy for a Japanese person with a plain face, but it would look good on Rebecca.
Naturally, I didn't have an enchantment. The peridot I gave to Milk-Pearl is supposed to be a genie stone, so I used my genie stone (crystal) and had the priestess enchanted it for me. I wanted to enchant this garnet as well, but as expected, I couldn't do that much with the spirit stone. And I only have two of them already.
The ring case was, of course, also bought in Japan. It is sold at 100 yen shop these days, but it is because it is a gift and it is not good enough.
I wondered if she would be adamant about accepting it here as well, but Rebecca accepted it quietly. She listens without saying a word as I go on and on about all the trivialities of the ring.
Hmm? What's the matter with him? I didn't like it much, did I?
Let's see, ....... He didn't like it much, did he?
Oh, no. No, no, no. Ha-ha, thanks.
No, I hope you like it. I'm not sure if it will fit properly, so please try it on. I think it's probably just right for your middle finger.
I couldn't get the measurements beforehand, so I relied on my eye capacity and Bill's vision (I insisted on using the finger size of the woman who was with me at the time).
Rebecca handed me the ring and stuck out her left hand.
Hmm? What do you mean?
I mean, you want me to set you up. Rebecca is also very drunk. Isn't this kind of thing a problem? There's ...... in public.
Anyway, Mr. Shero has started dancing over there. The whole drinking thing is so rude!
Now, if you'll excuse me.
And I'm trying to put a ring on my middle finger ...... and no, I'm swollen with alcohol! It's not going in!
I didn't have a choice, so I put it on my ring finger.
I guess it's not customary to wear a ring on the ring finger of the left hand over here, so it doesn't really matter, does it?
Thank you! I'll take good care of it!
Rebecca holds the ring and says with a smile. Normally she's like a big sister, but when she's drunk, she becomes a bit more childish or cute. ......
You're going to fall in love with her~~~.
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After exactly two hours, Mr. Efta returned.
Now it's time to go. My manners are getting a little queasy. I'll go pee-pee ahead of you.
Jirou-san, here you are. I'm afraid we have to sign a contract, so I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to the trading post to sign the contract.
Oh, yes. I'm looking forward to working with you. I'm with one person here, but may I join him?
Yes. I don't mind.
So I went with Rebecca, who insisted on following me, to the slave trading house that I was too scared to enter the other day.
She asked me to wait for a while in a private room to discuss business with her, so she and Rebecca decided to wait.
...... Yikes. I feel like I'm going to lightly vomit because of the mixture of looking forward to, anxious about, or simply drinking too much .......
I'm not sure if I'm ready to face up to the idea of slavery yet, or if I just don't have a realistic understanding of it: ......
I'm sure it's a good idea to understand it from now on, but now that we've come this far, we have no choice but to move on. Move on me! Go!
Move along! Me!
What's going on ......, what's up with you all of a sudden, Jiro?
'Oh, no, I was blasting myself. I'm actually still freaked out by the idea of owning a slave.
That's okay. A slave is like a lifetime contract. Oh, s*x slaves are different.
..................
'What? Why did you suddenly shut up ....... You don't mean ......, is that what you mean?
No, it wasn't explicitly stated that way, come to think of it.
A moment of silence that somehow flows.
That's good! Nothing! Every man would love to be a man! I'm not gonna tell you how nice it is. I want a s*x slave!
I'm not a s*x slave, Mr. Giraud.
Mr. Efta through the doorway; I don't want you to freak me out in a double sense. Hmm? You're not a s*x slave?
Yeah ......, well, yeah.
I knew it! I knew it! I knew it wasn't going to be that good!
''It wasn't really that kind of promise this time. I wasn't trying to trick you, but Jirou-san also seemed to have the wind of just being an elven girl, so I won't deny that I didn't dare to tell you either.
No, of course it's no problem. No problem at all.
Jeez, the ending is really weird. I'm not in shock, I'm not in shock!
So, ......, I'm going to bring him in now, as we have this one ready, too.
Oh, yes. Please.
Regardless of the s*x slave thing, I'm finally meeting the elf girl.
I'm so nervous I'm seriously going to throw up. I'm hitting my heart 120 times a minute or so. I'm sobering up at the end of it.
But I'm glad I had a drink! If I was sober, I would have passed out.
First Mr. Efta, then the elf man comes into the room.
'This way, come in,' Mr. Efta calls.
An elf girl enters the room with ease.
Her hair is a beautiful, smooth, velvety platinum, strikingly platinum, which is stretched out to her waist and tied up in a single bun at the end.
It's not fleshy, but it's a well-proportioned style. I'm sure he's a bit shorter than me. I wonder if he's about the same size as the priestess.
He's even much smaller than the small-faced elf man, yet his ears are longer than the elf man's and hang down a bit.
He wears a pendant, bracelet and anklet, probably made of spirit stone.
The costume is a pure white dress, mostly silk with embroidery and lace.
And a red-blue-white-green geometric pattern tattooed across the exposed skin. It's probably applied all over the body. ...... Even her face is perfectly intact, so it completely transcends the idea of a pretty face or anything else. The impact of the tattoo is so strong that it lightly causes me to go into a state of brain arrest.
As I'm taken aback, Rebecca softly whispers to me.
'Jiro ....... I originally thought it was a kinaesthetic story, but ....... The white haired elf ......, that girl ......, she's a high elf. ...... elven royalty.