Chapter 193: 193 Later Tan 21 lord and territory of 35 wards

The carriage stops and the door opens from the outside.

"It's been a long time since we met yesterday, my friend Yashiro."

It was Gilberta who opened the door.

He has eyes like an indoor dog who came to pick me up at my doorstep.

"Did you sleep well?"

"It's all right with me. I don't have to sleep."

I mean, aren't you sleeping?

You'd have been taken back from your full stop yesterday, finished your drudgery, and been busy preparing for the day early this morning. It should not have been a good environment and a good feeling to sleep in.

My eyes are a little

"You must sleep well,"

"Yes. I listen to my friends, I do."

After saying so, he gets into the carriage.

In front of the door, when I sat down in a vacant seat next to me, I leaned back against me and put my head on my shoulder.

"Good night,"

"No, no! Don't go to bed now!"

I'm going to get off now!

He's doing this not a joke... ...and he's already sleeping!?

"Uh-huh. Mr. Yashiro will get along with anyone very quickly."

"I only have a strange feeling about it..."

slap Gilberta on the cheek to wake him up.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the collar with all his might.

"...it's a shame that I don't want to do you know.

"It's too bad to wake up, isn't it, you!"

I just went to bed. Is that it already?

I'm getting anxious about letting you stay overnight.

"Gilberta, we've been called by Lucia today. Will you get up and show me around?"

"Well... that'said he. I promised to do my duty properly, Mr. Lucia."

He probably promised to take a day off on the condition that he would perform his duties properly.

show a sharp look on one's face

"I will show you to Lucia,"

Get out of the carriage and open the door to help us get off.

The way they behave at times like this makes me feel as dignified as the head waiter.

... well, that's why it's very similar to Natalia in some strange way.

Once we got out of the carriage, we were invited into the building and went to see Lucia.

I'm going out soon after this, but it seems unlikely that the lord will be waiting outside, so I'm going out to pick him up.

It's troublesome, but that's what aristocrats are all about.

Estella is the only aristocrat who waits excitedly in the garden every time. Estella often comes from there.

They are led to a large reception room instead of the private room they pushed last time.

It was a spacious space with high ceilings, without papers piled up like an office. But if I was asked if I was open... I felt like I was suffocating because I was too tidy.

"Good to see you, Estella," and anchovy to you in the Forty-Second Ward."

"I'm not the only one left out,"

Include me in the Forty-two wards.

"Wen-tan, Milly-tan, hi~"

"Don't break!"

His dignity is ruined.

This guy is really going to be a bad guy if he's not in the aristocratic world.

Rather, it may be a reaction suppressed by being in aristocratic society. The aristocrats are all human beings and seem to have little contact with the animal race.

"Today, I'm going to meet someone who's a little difficult."

"Is it difficult...?"

On behalf of us, Estella questions Lucia's words.

When I think of difficulties, I think of difficult bigots... I wonder.

"She was once married to a nobleman... a woman of the Aegean tribe who was badly hurt."

All the guests take their breath away.

the nobility--the insect race hurt by marriage to man

It's something I've imagined, but when you say that again, it's kind of... something that sticks in my mind.

Is it because I'm a human being...?

"Anchovy".

If I just pick up words, I tend to wonder what this guy is messing around with... Lucia looks at me with a very serious face.

feel that tension as if it were being tested

"See with your own eyes the invisible spell that will prevail in this city."

It's too reckless to look at what you can't see.

I feel like Ikkyu is being forced to do something unreasonable by the general.

Do you want me to see in person those who have a grudge against people?

The roots of the deep‐seated resentment of the inhabitants of this city.

"... Jillo,"

While staring at Lucia in silence, Estella whispered in her ear.

"The Aegehans..."

a cut‐off estella

But that alone brought back enough memories of me.

The Aegean tribe is the name Wendy's parents once leaked.

"Even the subspecies of the Aegegean tribe have been treated like that." -- I'm sure it's a well-known story among the Insects.

As a tragic heroine who was hurt by marriage to a human being...

"Well, let's go," Gilberta."

"Yes,"

At Lucia's signal, Gilberta takes the lead and walks.

Lucia follows, and we follow Lucia in solidarity.

"You can't drive a carriage, to go to the flower garden." So, I want you to put up with it, and I want you to go there on foot."

The flower garden is full of insects.

They probably banned cabs from the idea that if a nobleman drove into such a place, he would certainly frighten the insect race.

I think it's a little too much to think about, but... maybe that kind of 'consideration' is reassuring the insect race.

This town has its rules.

I feel like I'm paying a little too much attention.

Following the path we had walked before, we came to the flower garden.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

My eyes sparkle.

The sight of the flower garden I longed for seems to have made me feel very excited.

"Wow... very pretty..."I can't seem to speak with emotion.

Covering his mouth with both hands, tears well up in his big eyes.

"If you are so impressed, it will be nothing but the lord's benefit." Wouldn't you rather be our boy?"

"You're not skipping any nonsense, kidnappers,"

I'm just going to take Milly away. I won't.

In the flower garden, as always, many insects are spending their time as they like... when people approach the flower garden, they all change their faces. I can feel the tension.

"Everyone. What a nice day!"

Lucia raises her hand and calls out, and an atmosphere of relief prevails among the insect race.

You're adored, aren't you? I was afraid that he would run wild as soon as he came to the flower garden, and go about with his antennae at random. For the time being, self-control seems to have something to do with it.

"Oh!? Are you guys at that time?"

As we rushed through the flower garden, someone approached us.

a pair of bosses with fine horns on their heads It's Kabriel, a beetle, and Marx, a stag beetle.

"Nice to see you again,"

respond to a request for a handshake

It's a rough, reliable, thick hand.

As expected, it's just like a gangster.

"You're always here," Don't skip it and work properly."

"We're here between work. What?"

"Of course. I'm not skipping."

It's still in the morning.

It's no use being suspected of skipping while taking a break before noon.

"Lord, you're in a good mood today..."

"Well, don't change it. You say you have the upper hand here."

"Yes, thank you very much."

Lucia tells Cabriel and Marx, who kneel down and show respect, to relax.

Apparently the insect race comes first in the flower garden.

What a gorgeous rule you've made! It's not easy to give the people of the domain an edge over themselves, even though it's limited to places.

"Ah... wow... wow... wow..."

Looking around in the flower garden, I feel like I'm about to be lured by flowers. I'd like to see all those flowers. That's what it says on my face.

"I'm glad you'll like it, but I'll leave you for a walk."

"Ah......huh......I'm sorry,"

Lucia's gentle admonition made Milly cringe and quiet.

I'm afraid of you.

"We'll be here for a while. I'll finish my business, and I'll drink you up this business."

"Don't talk like you're drinking."

Putting on the nectar of flowers in your hands, Cabriel says happily... but before that, you guys, work. What are you going to do with the idea of drinking all morning?

"That sounds interesting," If possible, I'd like you to mix it with me."

"Oh, really!? Lucia, to be with me... oh, my God!"

"Yes, sir, sir, sir!"

"Hey, man. You're saying you have the upper hand here, aren't you?"

"Well, nevertheless..."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe... I really don't take it."

"Well......it's a bad man, lord,"

Cabriel caresses his heart with relief.

Well, no matter how dominant you are in the flower garden, you can't be rude to the lord.

Even if the company's year‐end party is rude, there are not many people who can be rude to the president.

It's clear why Cabrielle and others twitch their faces.

But...

I certainly saw a little loneliness in Lucia's face, saying, "I'm kidding."

This guy really wants to join us for dinner. with one's cherished people And my favorite tribe of beasts and insects.

"If you like, I'll do it for you." if you don't mind being rude."

Even if you're a feudal lord, you'll want to lose your head once in a while.

「…………」

Lucia is looking at me as if she wanted to say something.

Did you want to say thank you to me? To me, who can be thoughtful and attentive. Then I'd like you to soften the way you interact with me a little.

"Have you ever thanked me?"

"All right, I see. You're a disgusting fellow."

I'm sure you've treated me with such politeness, but I'm the one who is the one who is the one who is the lord! Thank you, my lord! Oh...appe!

... well. What's "thank you"?

"Well, I didn't think about it before I said.

The muttered remark was somewhat entertaining.

... well, he turned away at once. I couldn't confirm how he said what he said. He's an elusive fellow.

Like Estella when we first met, the lords seem to hate being seen through. ...show me your true face. I'll see through everything if I show you a little bit."Jillo, will you not look at Lucia with erotic eyes?"

"What's wrong with these eyes!"

"What part of your eyes is not erotic?"

Wow, I'd like to answer questions... Are you a host who can't sell?

I'll make you play a kiss chocolate game, Konoyaro.

Leaving the cabriels behind, we're going through the flower garden.

The man who is going to see me is apparently across the flower garden -- in the territory of the Insects.

We came to the edge of the flower garden and said, "Well, let's get out," when a couple with wings like butterflies walked towards the flower garden from the other side. ...it won't fly.

They walk hand in hand with big wings fluttering.

"Oh, lord,"

"Really. You look beautiful today, too."

The Monsilochou couple laughed merrily, but... as Lucia stepped out of the flower garden, she kneeled down on the street and bowed her head.

What?

What, a sudden change of attitude!?

"All right. Don't be so formal."

"No. It's a rule."

"It is a natural attitude towards the lord."

The casual tone and atmosphere I mentioned earlier disappeared in an instant, and the Monsilochian couple paid their respects with their recruits who were brought before their superiors.

The Insects dominate the flower garden.

However, if you leave the flower garden, you will be like the lord and the people of the domain......no, you will be like the lord and the "Ajin"......

The air gets tense in an instant.

It's as if Lucia has the right to take life and death.

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Lucia gazes at the two men expressionlessly.

But I'm sure... ...lost. have eyes like that

"Lucia, come here for a second."

"Why, what!?"

I pull Lucia by the arm and pull her back into the flower garden.

Suddenly pulled back, Lucia staggers into the flower garden.

The Monsilochou couple rose to their feet and fluttered their great wings merrily.

"What color of nectar did you come to drink today?"

The man answers the question I asked with a kind smile.

"She likes the nectar of pale peach flowers. We're always going to...

Here he pushes Lucia out of the flower garden.

"... I'm drinking."

Wow...what an extreme...what an interesting thing!

draw Lucia into a flower garden

"And is the nectar sweet?"

"Well, it's more like a fruity. It's not sweet enough..."

push out

"...a very mellow palate."

in

"I can drink such delicious food every day..."

out

"I can't thank the beautiful lord enough..."

in

"Thank you!"

"Oh, my God, Mr. Monshiro, you've got some strange language, haven't you?"

"It's a reaction,"

"Don't play with Lucia, Jillo!"

Respect and friendship. Repeated respect and casual atmosphere seems to have led to a growing backlash.

It seems that there is a sense of obligation like 'the lord told me to do it, so I have to do it that way.'

"You seem to be well adored by the people of the domain,"

"...you seem to think little of me,"

Lucia's hair is a little messy from being pushed and pulled.

Well, that's good, isn't it? They say fraying hair is rather s*xy. Take it positively.

"But..."

Lucia opens her mouth, ripping up her disheveled hair and unleashing her lordly dignity.

"You should learn to be a little more flexible. It's suffocating to keep to the rules. to each other."

"Ah... I'm sorry, lord,"

Lucia is now in the flower garden, but the Monsilochou couple are kneeling down on the ground and bowing their heads.

In these situations, it seems that the superiority will be lifted.

"All right. Stand up."

"Huh,"

But... "Huh..." the army?

"Even if they're not in the flower garden, this rule is still in force."

"I explained to them, 'When I'm in the flower garden,' and it's a problem that there are so many honest people."

Self‐deprecation is still an ironic expression of who you were at that time.

I'm trying to make concessions, but I'm putting a strain on the other party. Nevertheless, I'm also aware that if we set new rules, we'll further strangle the other person. That's why I won't do anything more and I can't do it now.

You're struggling in your own way, aren't you?

"You've stopped me," Enjoy a wonderful time."

"Yes, yes. ... Oh, thank you very much."

The rules seem to have been blurred because of the various temps. The Monsilochou couple were at a loss how to deal with Lucia.

You're too nervous, aren't you?

The lord of a manor would be just right to use it in a jaw.

"Well, Estella,"

"What?"

"I'm tired, piggyback."

"...I'm going to stab you said.What a rebellious fellow!?

You must be a lord with the people of your domain!

It's a coup. I'll stage a coup!

"Would you like me to do it for you, my piggyback?"

"Oh, no. I'm kidding."

Gilberta will offer to take Estella's place, but... I'm not the only one to go on. Shame play is too much.

When Gilberta refused, he felt a little dazed. It's not that much fun.

Well, I'll ask you to help me somewhere else, so what? Don't be so discouraged.

the depressed lord of the thirty-five wards and their chief waiter

-- yes, it's so humid!

"I wish I could grow a beech from my head."

"What's that? How cute is that?"

Mushroom-loving Estella eats strangely. You're the only one who thinks so.

Well, I don't want to go to obscene ideas like Regina.

"From the beginning... a beech meji? ...what a joke, anchovy?"

I was asked with a very serious face.

Don't ask for meaning in a joke of your own, I'm afraid.

"If a beech sprout grows, on Lucia's head..."

Gilberta looks at Lucia with her bangs up.

"We'll be together, with me.

The short antennae twitch on Gilberta's forehead.

He looks kind of happy there.

"All right.........?"

Lucia looked lovingly at Gilberta, and...

"Good heavens!"

give a puff of air

His cheeks are shining bright red, and he's very bright.

"All right, let's grow it, beechmeji! Bring some anchovy, some moisture!"

"Don't mess with me."

It's very lively, isn't it?

It doesn't grow, beech meji!

"Lucia is the only one who is pleased, with me. That's what I like, I think."

"Gee... Gilberta!"

Lucia leaps forward to embrace Gilberta with her eyes moistened with emotion.

But I was suddenly dodged.

Gobble!

openness

Gobble!

openness

"Why, Gilberta?"

"I'm currently on duty,"

"Well, just a little!"

"I promised to do my duty, Mr. Lucia,"

"Don't be too particular!"

"I keep my word, whatever happens to me,"

"Oh! That's all right, that's all right!"

Bad deputy!?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

No matter how much she jumps at it, Gilberta dodges Lucia's arm on a piece of paper.

Gilberta has no idea whether he is loyal to Lucia or rebellious.

"Anchovy! Plant a beech in my head right now! That's what you said, take responsibility!"

"I have no responsibility, sir!"

"All you have to do is beech mejis, and Gilberta will understand! I'm sure he'll let me do that and this, even in public!"

"Self-respect, pervert-lord!"

His nostrils keep spreading. ...what kind of out-of-the-box fantasies are going on in your brain... ...but I don't want to know at all.

"Well..."

Milly speaks modestly to Lucia and Gilberta as they chase each other out of the flower garden.

"All right... You're happy, Jinet... you know?"

"Yes, I was very happy."

On his last visit to the Thirty-Fifth Ward, Jeanette wore a labender-fabricated antenna in her hair.

Was she excited with Milly and Wendy?

`Can you... grow beech-meji out of your head?'

"No, no! I'm afraid I don't have such a special skill..."

Jeanette, don't take her dangerous sister seriously. Don't listen. Keep out of sight.

There's nothing to be regretted about. Rather, what's the specialty of growing beech mejis from the head? It's a curse, isn't it?

"Yasilo made lavender for me."

"Yasilo......what?"

"It's me!"

I'm not forgetting your name!

You're the only one calling anchovy!

"Wasn't your name Calvin?"

"I wouldn't be with such a disgusting half-fisher,"

What, among you, are I and Calvin stored together in a disgusting guy's holder? I don't even have a name on it and say, 'What's the new file? 2) Is it treated like that?

Who's the 'unpleasant guy'!?"Well, anchovies," Make it."

"...I'll make it out of anchovy, Konoyaro,"

What an arrogant lord!

I'm the guest who was invited directly by the lord this time!?

You're a god! You're worthy of respect!

Well, I'm going to find Lucia's ass out of spite... Well, you know, isn't it safe to hit a girl, but isn't it safe to run around? ... As I was thinking about it seriously, Gilberta grabbed me by the hem of my clothes.

It's an understatement, but...

"Are you happy to be with me, my friend Jiro?"

His eyes are looking at me full of expectations.

The fact that I made a pseudo antenna seems to have touched Gilberta's chord.

The atmosphere of Gilberta changes as if something had been switched on.

It's like to say...in a spoiled atmosphere

"Ah... well,"

It's probably because of Magda's influence that when he looks at me like this, I can't help but say the answer that the other person might want.

I feel that my resistance to silent requests has weakened.

If it were a woman, I could knock her off."

"Next time, we'll get together. Me and I, please."

Well... I'm going to put the antennae on my head... ...I wonder if it was that popular in the Showa era... ...it's a shiny guy with a star-shaped tip... ...I'm going to put that on? Yeah...

I'll give you a very polite refusal so as not to hurt you as much as possible. When I made up my mind...

"Yes, let's all get together."

Jeanette exchanged promises with a big smile.

Hey, Jeanette. Do you know "Judgment of the Spirit"?

Now that I've put the word 'together with you,' I've got to do it too! Because without you, Yodamari-tei can't open a shop!?

Magda and Loretta can keep the shop, but you're the only one who can train!?

...Oh, wow. I'm going to put my antennae on too.

"Ah, Mr. Jiro... what's the matter?"

"...not really,"

You're the one who's crazy...

"Thank you, my friend Jinet! I'm so happy!"

Gilberta wraps his arm around Jeanette's waist and hugs her tightly.

Well, if I could show you such delightful expression of joy... ...that it would be as good as the antennae."

By the way, when Gilberta hugs Jeanette, he pretends not to see the insect fetish lord who was frustrated in the distance, saying, "Oh!? I'm first! Slurping! Slurping!" That's a race you shouldn't get involved in.

Oh, no. When Gilberta comes to stay, we'll have a tentacles party.

Don't take a woman or Becko with you.

With all that trouble... we cross the flower garden and follow a quiet lane.

toward the place where we should meet

...to have a glimpse of the negative aspects of living in this city.

"Gilberta! Hand! Let's hold hands!"

"I am on duty,"

"Oh, my God! Do something about it, anchovy!"

"No!? You can't see me creating a serious atmosphere right now!? Let me walk with a mysterious heart!"

...don't you want to go hang out?

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