落とし穴１０掘：日常とお約束 中篇 (Part1)
Pitfall Digging 10: Daily Life and Promises (Part 2)
I intended for this to be the latter part, but it seems it’s become the middle part. lol
Daily Life and Promises (Part 2)
Side: Yuki
"Alright, so that’s why this calculation is..."
I was just teaching a normal class.
A laid-back, daily routine.
Well, come to think of it, I’m the one on the teaching side now—or rather, the teacher.
Thinking about things like that, I was teaching everyone as usual today, but then...
"Teacher!! Yuki-sensei, it’s an emergency!!"
A female teacher recommended by Crack—anyone who thinks "erotic" at that phrase is out. She’s just a regular staff member.
"Is something the matter?"
It’s rare to be called out during class. It’s still morning, and the meeting isn't until after lunch.
"Well, there’s a strange man at Shera-sama’s place..."
"A strange man?"
"Yes, he claims to be a dignitary from Roschur and is at the General Government Building..."
"...A dignitary, huh. Understood. I’ll head over immediately. Can you take over for me?"
"Yes, I can. Please, go ahead."
As I said that and moved to swap places with her to leave the classroom...
"Is Sensei going to go save his bride?"
That voice rang out.
Well, Shera is a princess, so it sounds like something out of a picture book.
"Yeah, I’ve got to be able to protect my bride, right? You all heard that—study hard while I’m gone."
"Yes!!"
"Sensei, you’re going to go blow him away, right?!"
"Well, who knows? Let’s talk about that tomorrow. See ya."
As I dashed out of the classroom, the children’s cheers erupted behind me.
"Shera-sama was a princess, right?"
"Yeah, they say she’s a princess from Gartz."
"As expected of Sensei, he’s a hero. He’s going to go *whoosh* and save her!"
"Seraria-sensei said she was saved by him too, right?"
"That’s right!! Big Brother is amazing!!"
"Big Brother is a prince!!"
"...Oh my, their ideals have reached an incredible level."
Well, it’s not like I’m going to go there and cause a ruckus. It’s more of a "scheming" type of situation.
By the way, Shera doesn't attend school; she usually helps with accounting at the government building.
She shows her face at school occasionally, but she’s been working in earnest, saying she wants to be useful.
When Kirue told me, "She originally wanted to be useful like this, but back in her home country, she had to stay quiet out of consideration for the other princes and princesses. If you don't mind, please let the Princess do as she wishes," I had no reason to stop her. Still, since she’s my wife, I did tell her not to overdo it.
"...Yeah, how does a Roschur dignitary get involved in this?"
If anything, didn't Roschur unanimously agree to push their princess onto us?
Thinking about that, I used the Ring of Return to reach the government building quickly.
Why did I dash out of the classroom?
Just because—it’s for the sake of the performance.
To protect the children’s dreams.
There are no people inside the mascot costumes; they are filled with dreams.
"Ah, Brother. You came."
"Ratz, you were here too?"
"Yes, I was called by Shera-sama, who was helping with the accounting..."
Ah, right. Ratz is the supervisor of accounting.
Shera is treated as her subordinate.
"So, what exactly happened?"
"It’s... well, it’s incomprehensible. They’re the people who came for the inspection the day before yesterday. Ever since they met Shera-sama today..."
Flashback: Ratz
"Yes, let’s work hard again today. Let’s start with the greetings."
I said that, gathering the managers of each shop.
Super Ratz is a given now.
Open-air baths, the arena, and various entertainment facilities.
The weapon and tool shops in the Adventurer District have started operations, and it has become impossible for me to work in just one place.
We’ve elected managers and even established a Commercial Office to oversee them.
Since it’s state-run, Brother called them "civil servants," right?
"Good morning. Welcome. Please wait a moment. Thank you for waiting. We apologize. Thank you very much. Please come again."
The voices of the managers echoed.
We gather like this every morning to hold meetings and check thoroughly to ensure there are no problems.
Incidentally, these managers are veterans from the 300 people who came from Roschur.
Seeing them grow and become useful makes even me surprised that I’m capable of doing this.
A mere traveling merchant and adventurer has come quite far.
"Now, as usual, yesterday’s sales..."
We proceeded with the reports.
*Beep, beep.*
A call came in.
What could it be, first thing in the morning?
"Excuse me. I’m going to take this, so please continue."
"Yes!"
I left the conference room and answered the call.
"E-excuse me. Ratz-san, p-please help me!?"
"Huh? Shera, right? What on earth happened?"
"T-there’s some strange man..."
"Oh, how beautiful!! Won't you please become my wife!!"
...Huh?
That’s strange. I mean, Shera-sama, who I entrusted with the accounting, should be in the government building.
In other words, suspicious individuals shouldn't be able to get in...
"Understood. I’m heading there now."
I said that, gave a quick word to the managers in the meeting, and slipped out, but...
"Oh, you, a Rabbit Beastman, are also beautiful!! It seems it was a divine revelation for me to find a wife during this inspection!!"
I have a headache.
Let’s see, Kirue-san is protecting Shera-sama.
She should have considerable ability.
She’s leveled up to an incomparable degree in this dungeon, yet she hasn't laid a hand on this strange man.
That means he must be of a certain status.
"Um, excuse me, but may I ask who you are?"
"My apologies. I am Jama Roschur, the eldest son of Duke Raburuse, who holds the Raburuse territory in the Kingdom of Roschur. I have visited to inspect this dungeon under the King’s orders."
"I see, thank you for your courtesy... So, what is the intent behind proposing to Shera-sama? Shera-sama is already the wife of Yuki-sa... Marquis Yuki, you see?"
He’s strangely polite, and there’s no sense of violence or arrogance, so it’s hard to remove him by force...
Still, a Duke?
The son of someone higher than Yuki-san—this is going to be a pain.