Chapter 258: 258 Episode 170: Unexpected contact point

Suddenly, Theron and Wendy rushed into the Yangdang Pavilion, apologizing to us, and then pausing for a moment to breathe and catch their breath. But even for such a moment, he was swallowing his spit violently.

How hastily did these guys get here?

"I've heard your story...!"

an ominous tone of Theron

I don't think it's about doughnuts.

"I'm so sorry!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't,"

Once again, Theron bows his head vigorously.

Wendy bowed to it.

Everyone there is speechless and breathtakingly watching them.

"Our wedding seems to have caused a great deal of trouble to the heroes, lords, and the people of the Forty-two wards...! I'm sorry."

At last we've come true.

Theron seems to have been heard somewhere.

"The reason why the floodgates were closed this time and BU noticed us was because of the ""firework set off at Theron and Wendy's wedding""."

But it was ultimately nothing more than a stretch, and sooner or later they would have made a habit of criticizing us.

"Don't worry. They said it was because of the fireworks, but that's just a stretch."

"Yes, both of you," In the first place, fireworks can't stop raining. Is that right, Jillo?"

"Ah,"

According to the aristocracy of this city that I have heard before, the aristocracy of the outer circumference is five grades, and the BUs are four grades. I don't like the fact that the lower 42 wards did anything remarkable, such as fireworks, cakes and weddings.

We just can't allow ourselves to be shaken by our superiority.

The fireworks are nothing more than a target.

I'll give you my own reasoning.

Neither Estella nor Lucia made any particular objection. These guys have similar ideas, don't they?

"So don't worry,"

"But..."

I don't care. There are a lot of people who can't do it.

Theron and Wendy are the very kind of people.

"Well, Mr. Theron," Dear Wendy, Would you like to sit down?"

"...no. Now..."

"I'll take your feelings with gratitude." Mr. Manager."

Jeanette recommends a chair, but Theron and Wendy refuse.

If that happens, Jeanette won't be too aggressive in that's why.

He quietly pulled out his chair and walked to the kitchen with empty tableware.

It may be out of concern for the Therons.

You might have thought it pitiful to hear so many difficult stories.

Jeanette is gone, and I and Estella are here now. Lucia and Gilberta and only Theron and Wendy.

Estella glances round the seats and silently tells the other guests not to worry.

With this in mind, the guests turn around and start talking to each other.

However, I guess I can't concentrate on the conversation because I'm completely conscious.

"Well, hero..."

After a moderate amount of noise returned to the dining room, Wendy spoke with a painful look on her face.

Look at me with determined eyes.

"Do you remember the nobles who loved Theron's arms, and who loved him for the first time?"

Theron's expression is slightly distorted.

Wendy looked at me without looking at me.

It was before Wendy and Theron's relationship became public.

There was a nobleman whose father Bojek was planning to marry Theron in order to keep the brickworks alive.

A nobleman who fell in love with Theron's arms said, "Come to our husband."

For Theron, it's probably one of those pasts that he doesn't want to get hit back at.

Especially to Wendy.

But Wendy took it out.

It may be uncomfortable for Theron, but there must still be a reason for bringing it up.

Yes, to take it out now means--

"Does the nobleman live in a ward that is a member of the BU.

--a way to break through this situation. That's what you think, isn't it?

"Yes,"

Wendy clearly agreed, where she exchanged her gaze for the first time.

Smile faintly and tell Theron that you don't care.

From there, Theron succeeded.

"He lives in the twenty-nine wards, honoured to recognize my skill."

"In the twenty-ninth leg?"

wards adjacent to the forty‐two

However, there is no interaction at all because there is a considerable difference in height. I thought so.

It seems to me that the twenty-ninth ward is well acquainted with the forty-two wards.

Maybe they're being watched relentlessly because they don't want to lose to the poorest neighboring countries.

I'm relieved that I haven't lost, looking into every obvious inferiority. There are more than a few people like that.

"I contacted him and obtained permission to meet him."

"What? Permission... before you know it?"

Estella stands up and asks Theron.

He must have been moved by the clue to break through the troublesome situation in the 42 wards.

"I went to see you in person yesterday. with Wendy."

It would have been quite a good idea to go to see a nobleman who once married him. And with Wendy.

You've met him a lot, haven't you?

Oh, I'm sure that when I reported my marriage, they congratulated me honestly, saying, "I wish you happiness." Some aristocrats have such a broad mind.

I thought aristocrats were all narrow‐minded people who could only look down on, ridicule, and curse others.

"When I spoke to you, you promised me that you would see me whenever it was convenient for me."

"I didn't expect you to consent so willingly, and I'm sorry that you acted selfishly without consulting the heroes or lords."

Wendy will follow Theron's words and bow together.

These guys take everything too seriously.If you had brought me an appointment, I could be more proud. They acted in the hope that it would be a plus for us.

"Theron and Wendy came to the table for me. Let's go and see him, Jillo."

"Well, I suppose you'll just be forced to come and see me again."

"Then why don't we cook at the Yodamari-tei again?"

She nibbles at the honey roast peanut and Estella winks at her.

You're a good eater.

Well, Estella will pay for the tariffs...and if you think you're making a whole profit, you'll feel a little lighter.

"Well, I'll be with you. If you meet the nobles of the twenty-ninth leg, it may be advantageous to you."

Lucia says, twitching her antennae and putting peanut butter on the edge of her mouth.

--dignity, not a shred of it's all right.

But, as Lucia says, if you are going to meet a 'high-ranking nobleman', you'd better take Lucia with you rather than just Estella. If you have two nobles, you may be able to compete with your "higher" counterpart.

"... What? No way... Is it Lucia!"

"Oh, no, I didn't notice this! I'm sorry I didn't greet you sooner!"

He must have been preoccupied with talking to us.

Lucia, sitting in the back of us, bowed her head to the floor with the force of Theron and Wendy, who had just noticed her.

"Well, don't be so formal. Isn't it between me and Wentan?"

"Both of you must be very polite to the lord of another place."

`Yes, don't break in!'

If there's a "middle" between you and Wendy, there's going to be a lot of trouble. let me smash it

"What... Lucia..."

"No way, in the thirty-fifth leg...!?"

"What!? There's Lucia!"

The Therons suddenly make a noise in the dining room.

I mean, you really didn't realize that, did you?

I'm just wearing antennae. It's got Gilberta, too. ...the carefree people of the domain, my dear fellow.

"Wow! How free are we to behave in front of the lord?"

"I'm in front of the lord, but I'm so dirty dressed... I'm embarrassed!"

"I can't believe you were making a noise when you had a lord!"

"Oh... yes." You guys, I'm a lord, too."

Estella seemed to want to speak a little to the people of the domain who were clamoring, "in front of the lord."

Shut up! It's the path you'

You're not the lord, but rather the town's Nine-chan.

"Well! Miss Spatten-daughter of the Forty-second Ward!"

"You're going to spread peanut butter on your face!"

What's that threat?

If you could lick me up after that, would you be very welcome?"

"All right, gentlemen, behave as usual. That's better for me, too."

"Because,"

"What? Is it okay as usual?"

"I'm afraid I've lost it,"

"Magda! I'd like to have another bowl of doughnuts for Oira!"

"The people here are a little too honest, aren't they, anchovy?"

"No, don't get angry with me..."

That's probably what you wanted.

I want them to treat me as usual, but they want to be respected somewhere, or they're annoying.

I'm afraid it's impossible for those in the 42nd leg to give them such a subtle amount of advice."

If they are friendly, they will be very friendly. It's the result of the education of the lord.

"A generous lord!"

"As expected, he's a great man!"

"Oh! You were praised by Hammarotan's younger brothers!? Is this a countdown for marriage?"

"Hey, Hammaro. If you are there, run away at once!"

I'm not going to give Lucia anyways.

For the sound development of youth!

"Hummallow?"

"Oh, my! Hammarotan, Kitter!"

d*mn it! Did you have Hammaro?

And Gilberta! You and your lord are overflowing with perversion! Stop it!

"A generous lord!"

"Phew! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"Then I'll help you,"

"Come on! Don't do it here, do it elsewhere!"

"You can't do it anywhere else, Jillo!"

Estella's misguided tsukkomi comes in.

If only the dining room were dirty, there would be no problem.

"As expected of a girl who's hiding in the time!"

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"I got a complimented.

"You're not complimenting me, by any means,"

And Hammaro... I'm not hiding, Lucia's flat girl.

"Oh, my... hero..."Theron, who has been beautifully crushed, is bewildered by Lucia's 'original' ... no, he's pulling back.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Come back to me."

"Yes, yes,"

Lucia's background was discovered, but the atmosphere remained as peaceful as usual in the Yodomari-tei.

I'll give it up to you if…

...the fact that Lucia's 'origin' in the sense of 's*xuality' was revealed...well, I don't know.

"Well, Mr. Fogg has said that any time is convenient for the heroes. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No, I was saved just by making an appointment."

"Is that so?"

Theron and Wendy's expressions soften somewhat.

Even if it was a stretch, they would have been thinking about helping us solve the problem, even though it was caused by their wedding.

"I'll go and see you," as soon as possible Are you all right, Estella?"

"Of course,"

Estella clenches her fist with somewhat restored eyes.

I suppose he has found a clue to the aristocrat.

"A nobleman living in the twenty-ninth Ward may be familiar with "BU." It's a chance for us to learn something we don't know yet."

the excess of beans produced and that strange way of adopting a majority vote

The BU organization has too many mysteries. You may be able to hear about it.

It's fair to say that you're not a little hostile to me. I don't know if it's friendly or not yet.

"Is Lucia okay?"

"I'm sorry. I have a meeting with Hammarotan after this, so I can't do it right away."

"Come on,"

I'll keep you out, Conoyaro.

Also, I will never lend Hammaro.

"So, Mr. Theron,"

Natalia appears behind Theron.

Natalia was apparently getting ready to greet Lucia, who would come this afternoon... unfortunately. Lucia, we've been here since early in the morning.

Natalia turns to Theron for a moment with a sharp look like, "Then come and call me, Temae, my Lord?"

... Estella. You look as if you forgot to tell Natalia. Go and tell me. Don't eat doughnuts with enthusiasm.

"I have a question about the aristocrat, but before that, I'd like to have a doughnut, "Mo!""

"Magder! Bring some doughnuts to Natalia as soon as possible!"

Estella has taken a serious follow-up.

Natalia seems quite angry.

Well, not only did everything I was preparing go to waste, but while I was preparing for it, Estella was the only one who ate delicious food. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .to-day.

"I'll pay for it from Estella's personal allowance.

"What!? Won't you be able to pay for it says.

"It won't fall!"

Expenses and stuff like that... or does "Forced Translation Magic" translate this for me to understand?

"... oh, wait.

The sushi restaurant's boss brought a fluffy-looking doughnut along with the word kakuya.

The words and products don't match.

Natalia's mouth snaps up after a bite of the doughnut that was brought in.

"It's delicious, isn't it? It's my favorite flavor."

give honest feedback

Natalia likes this kind of food that girls like.

Not only does it taste good, but I also feel that I like the atmosphere of eating such fashionable sweets.

"Putting peanut butter on it will make it even better."

Reflecting on leaving Natalia unattended, Estella serves her peanut butter.

The master and the servant are reversed, boys.

"Mr. Estella..."

"Oh, that's all right. How about thanks? I'm reflecting on myself, so as a token of my apology, right?"

"You can only enjoy the taste of doughnuts when you eat them on the plane. Eating this slightly sweet doughnut with something blatantly sweet is an evil way of doing so. It's a foolish thing to say that you don't understand the essence of doughnuts."

What are you talking about with your own face, a doughnut beginner? You've just eaten it, haven't you? It's only one bite, isn't it?

"But it is also foolish to refuse without trying... let me use it."

Natalia skillfully uses a butter knife and plastes doughnuts with peanut butter.

Since kneading and coating the dough requires several trials and errors, today we are adopting a style in which plain doughnuts are applied by themselves.

I'm going to serve it with chocolate, peanut butter, honey, etc. coated on the surface.

"What do you think, Natalia?"

Natalia masticates doughnuts silently.

She doesn't answer Estella's questions immediately, but looks at them silently for a while.

Then, after you slowly swallow it and fully enjoy the aftertaste that remains in your mouth, you finally open your mouth.

"Peanut butter is the heart of doughnuts."

What you're saying is completely different!

Well, let's take it as delicious.

Natalia eats a doughnut in no time and licks the oil off her fingers.

-- you know, that's strangely s*xy... ...you're Natalia!

"Natalia, you can't lick your fingers."

"Is that so?"... Well, Mr. Jiro. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"You've upgraded your loneliness!"

Estella forcibly wipes Natalia's fingers with her handkerchief.

So, the master and the servant are reversed, you guys.

"And he's a nobleman,"

Natalia turns to Theron again, perhaps satisfied with the doughnut.

Thank you Theron for waiting politely, boys. If I were you, I'd be back halfway.

"May I have your name?""Yes,"

Once she glances at Wendy, and Theron slowly utters her name.

"His name is Marle Erin,"

Marul Erin?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

No, I don't think there are any other aristocratic acquaintances besides Estella... ...just in case?"

"Mr. Erin, and you're sure?"

"Yes, yes,"

At Natalia's sharp voice, Theron pauses for a moment.

"Elin... by any chance,"

Estella is next to me.

I don't know if he's familiar with that, Erin.

"Yes, I'm sure,"

"It's also... it's kind of... it's amazing."

Awesome?

Is he such a great nobleman?

...no, I don't think that's what you mean. That expression on Estella's face...

"Are you related to BU?"

Estella's expression suggests that it's an 'amazing' coincidence.

The person we should meet now. That's surely the aristocrat Marul Erin.

"Yes. He's more directly related than 'BU' related."

"I remember that Mr. Gerracy Erin's sister's name was Mr. Marle,"

"Well... Gerracy's,"

"That's what I remember, too. I'm sure."

a Natalian word uttered to supplement Estella's words

Lucia and Gilberta responded to it.

I'm the only one who doesn't understand.

That being said, I can predict most of the time. If you look at their faces... but I want some confirmation. Let's get the words straight.

"Where and where is Gerracy?"

Ask him with a little malice, perhaps, of his acquaintance.

Estella shook her shoulders lightly, perhaps because she understood my idea.

"Well... he's just the man you can guess." But that's right. It's not bad to put it into words."

After unnecessarily lengthy introductions, Estella spoke out.

"Gerracy Erin is the name of the lord of the Twenty-ninth Ward,"

What a coincidence!

I can't believe I've met a relative of the enemy general.

"Well, that's an opportunity for the Therons to make. Are you going to see me?"

"Well, let me take advantage of this opportunity."

Estella and I stand together.

Now, shall we start getting ready to go out?

"Can we join you?"

Theron and Wendy offer with mysterious faces.

It might be easier to take these guys with you.

"Welcome, Wentan!"

shall I leave it to Theron alone?"

I feel heavy at the sight of the merry Lucia.

there he goes.

"If you can go out, take this with you."

Jeanette came back and handed me a small package.

"Have a meal in the carriage," Theron and Wendy, too."

The bag contained doughnuts. We've eaten up our lunch, but I'm sure Therons are running around and not eating. It must be a present out of such concern.

The doughnuts were about the same amount as the two of them ate plus alpha.

"I'm sorry,"

"Not at all,"

a beaming Jeanette

He gently huddles up and mutters in a voice that only I can hear.

"Please come back soon."

Then he let go and said to everyone in a cheerful voice.

"Be careful, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm just saying, "Go home soon." What's that? I'm sure you'll be a little nervous. I don't think he's a newlyweds salaryman.

"Shall we stop going?"

"No, I'm going!? Hurry up!"

be pulled out by Estella's arm

When I glanced at Jeanette, she giggled at our conversation.

I'm relieved to see such a smile.

Thus, with our unexpected strong connections, we made our way back to the 29th leg.

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