Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

--I hated that red-haired sister.

"How could you not even know this? Or do you want to be beaten?

"Gusu... uhh... higu..."

He clings to his desk and holds the textbook in one hand.

It was scary and harsh from the first time I showed up, and it was a good place for Luli's natural enemies.

Delicious food and people who do anything.

And a father (wind) who comes as soon as he has time.

Even though she would have been happy, I saw hell every time she visited.

I was hit many times.

I was threatened with death if I couldn't.

I tried my best while crying. Only the words she leaked were salvation.

I'll come back when my grades get worse. I'm busy. "

Tests performed at the end of the day.

Luli understood that it was about the grades.

That's right. If you're good, the teacher was kind enough to teach you.

Carelessly and inadvertently sweetening the teacher, the next day a red-haired sister comes.

So I worked hard.

I studied hard. With all my heart, I don't want to see you.

Gradually, she came fewer and fewer times.

Recently, I haven't seen my face for a while.

I am a "manager" and not a "teacher." Did Luli know that his heart was distorted? This is the most efficient way for him to live on his own faster. That's all I'm talking about. "

--Climbroom Mansion.

"Hey, Sir Treasury, I need to talk to you about something."

"... what? It's not usually a rough topic to be shaken by you."

"Well, if it works, we might be able to squeeze taxes out of the empire."

"Well, let's hear it."

The party continued.

After all, Corona is still in a good mood with Luli, who is still uncomfortable. There were a lot of Richters I wanted to say to the maids who were snapping from one end, but now it was more important to deal with this nasty gakincho.

"I've found a bad guy who did something extra to my vigilante. The guy who caught me lightly taught me about the situation.

"You think it's a part of the Empire?

"The imperial aristocracy is coming in. I thought it was strange."

The girl who came into contact with Richter was wearing a hood.

She suddenly appeared earlier and just sat there with the dessert on.

Richter also heard a little about the situation at the Olba Chamber of Commerce.

That said, there is a lot of noisy chasers for cautious men, and there is information that Futa and the woman in front of her are rotting in it.

The information Beatrice M. Olba purchased does not seem to be a rough way to obtain it, but it is also highly credible.

It would not be a big problem if we only heard that the royal aristocracy had targeted the assassins.

If you ask me how many assassins I hired and how I hired them, I can convince you.

"I hired a man from King's Landing. The imperial aristocracy has prepared a bounty to assassinate him. - What do you think of the position of taking taxes from the Imperial caravan?"

"Depending on the bounty, it's a fine tax evasion. People who don't have commercial rights will be doing business."

"That's right. That's why they gave me a reward worth 50 million gallons."

A beauty trix that licks the sugar on your lips.

A smile that made a fool of Richter.

"The currency of the empire is useless because it has zero credibility in the King's City. But to keep him from getting stuck, he can't announce that he will do business in King's Landing. What do you mean, 50 million gallons? - One answer."

"- An in-kind payment worth 50 million gallons."

"Exactly."

Probably, and the beatrix narrows its eyes.

The opponent is also a "manager".

According to Beatrix, the bounty is worth 50 million gallons.

The client is unknown. The request is for the disposal of the wind earth note and the recovery of the Luli earth note.

Fifty million gallons at this timing is enough to kill a vigilante with one hand.

If Prince Barrier Reef has nothing to do with it, it's in the vicinity.

If you entered the capital as an Imperial aristocrat, you can also mix your own "non-merchandise expensive goods" into the caravan.

The prize is secured by a bounty-equivalent item.

They didn't bring the product they were looking for. Thanks to this, you have a bit of bad inventory. Spices, incense, silk. "

I thought it was strange.

In a situation where civil unrest has broken out and you want to get money and goods from the outside, you don't bring in the huge resources your country has.

Perhaps the junkie bought it in advance as his own.

"What are you going to do with this story?

"Huh? You know that. - Crush it."

Nyah, her expression distorts.

"Their bounty is underpinned by the luxurious silk they bring in in large quantities. We need to sell this in order to get a winning prize for the Wind Kill. Isn't it?

I see. But... "

"Yes, I can't sell it to keep my feet off. Not on my own."

Payment in kind because business cannot be done.

then.

"I was going to give you the silk. --If you bring me as much as last year, the silk is worth about 50 million gallons. Last year, hey...."

"What a face you have."

Beatrice's technique of nodding her tongue was terribly creepy and, contrary to her appearance, glorious.

"- Sir Treasury here. Do you know the rumor that civil unrest in the empire is getting worse?

The story also reached Richter's ear.

The source is unknown, but it was already widespread by the time the Imperial caravan arrived.

"... ahh"

Really? I see. That's why the quality of silk has dropped compared to last year. Ah, lately, every time I come here, the quality may have dropped. "

……

"Until last year, I put up with you, but I think I'm at my limit. I didn't change the purchase price, but the selling price is actually cheaper?

You, no way.

"Come on."

Gu, let's stretch it slightly.

I just glanced at the fun and laughed at the "owner".

"It's bad guys' time. I'll beat the shit out of them and buy all the assassins. --Ah, so..."

Looking back at the beatrix, point your index finger at Richter's abdomen.

"If you're going to eat bubbles and sell them, squeeze out as much tax as you can."

"You don't have to tell me."

She just turns her back when the conversation is over.

"All we have to do is push all the damage done to the Olba Chamber of Commerce against the bad guys. It's an easy business."

Yawn small and start walking.

There's no use here anymore. Tell the (...) woman (...) the message and finish. Everything else will be fine.

Anyway, we want to stop marrying the Empire.

"--Beat Oneechan"

That's when it happened.

A voice called from behind.

Beatrix distorts his expression openly and turns upsetting.

The girl I saw in my eyes - the maid who connected her hands.

Your eyes trembled slightly, without any concern. I was either nervous or I saw a lot of strength.

"... what do you want?

Um... Beat Oneechan "

Take a boring look at the beatrix from the front, like seeing an inorganic object. Ruli looks back straight at her and says.

"Thank you."

The corner of the bartrix's mouth is lowered by the four sounds filled with the feeling of the all-round.

The distortion that might make you cry if you refuse is instantaneous.

You're just saying you were in the way as you were.

With that, Beauty's sister's face pops out as usual.

"Is that all you need? If you have time for this nonsense, do something about your weak mind."

"But, Beat, oneechan..."

"I'm not free like you."

If you cut it up, Luli can't say anything.

That's good.

Trying to snort your nose and turn your heel back, but the movement stops there.

"Thank you, pasta!

"--I don't remember you being that familiar."

"Ma, don't say that! The pasta that gave Luli-chan the courage to go out like a crispy one, I can't stand it if it's made."

"... I don't know. I'll make it very clear that you're the one..."

--I don't like it.

A cupcake stuffed in the mouth that you tried to tell.

"This guy thanked the maid."

"What?"

"Thanks. I see why you want to live. Perhaps."

"....."

"I don't know much about the pasta maid, I remember. The maid doesn't know anything about pasta either. But the maid thinks so."

With her hands tightly tied to Ruli, she turned her hateful, unmistakable smile towards Beatrix.

You can't help but trust someone who hates beatrix, just like Luli.

"It's not a bad thing to expect from the world."

The weight of the word. The true meaning.

Beatrix knew.

Of course. That day, I was fascinated by the execution bench in front of me in a prime seat.

Bullshit, bullshit. Yes, the sight that makes you want to say it by accident.

"Stop it!

Tell him to play.

The maid with the troubled face and Luli.

Look halfway and turn your back without hearing.

"Stop it. --Stay away from me, even though it's not worth it.

Tell him to throw up, and Beatrice walks out.

If Wind dies, this girl is worthless.

Just throw it out. That's how it's done.

There was not a soul here that could speak on the little back that was leaving.

But I think Ruli has one on his back.

One day, I hated that red-haired sister.