T/N: Mention of death by suicide. Again, if you’re still here, this series is unafraid to display how bloody and cheap life can get among the nobility.
“What, is the dispute already over?” Estelle said.
“Thank you for your coming in an emergency, Estelle-senpai,” I said.
“No, I’m the dormitory master anyway, so it’s okay,” Estelle said.
Estelle-senpai entered the dining room after the commotion subsided.
“I would appreciate it if Estelle-senpai or Yurisha-senpai would come to the dining room every day, even just for dinner,” Corinna said.
“…You have no mercy, do you, Corinna-kun?” Estelle said.
“Please excuse her,” I said.
Corinna-chan clearly says things that are tough to say out loud.
I want to act dumb here.
“Certainly, when the food of the lower aristocrats becomes delicious, the cafeteria will become crowded, so why don’t we take turns eating in the cafeteria with Yurisha?” Estelle said.
“Aren’t you taking your meals in the penthouse right now?” I asked.
“Yeah, because there’s a cooking maid there,” Estelle said.
How nice, you’re so rich, Estelle-senpai.
Or rather, this world has a medieval flavor, so the gap between rich and poor even among nobles is amazing.
It is said that in some places there is an unbelievable amount, and in places where there is none, even the common people lose out.
I wonder if the people below the nobles of the vestments are commoners employed by the royal palace.
There are various kinds of nobility.
“In the end, those gluttonous daughters were intimidated and driven away by Mahler-sama,” I said.
“That tends to happen,” Estell said, looking at Hilda.
She was elegantly drinking tea after dinner in the senior aristocratic area.
“So Hilda-senpai a violent person or not?” I asked.
“She’s quiet, I’ve never seen her cause trouble, and she’s always so quiet,” Estelle said.
A meek evil lady is scary.
It feels like you have an immeasurable amount of power inside you.
“Because she’s too docile, last year, an upperclassman who was a viscount’s daughter and of poor attitude got involved with Miss Hilda.”
“Hmm,” I said.
“She calmly parried her off and let her get away with it, but the next day, that viscount’s daughter was found stuck in a ditch with her hands and feet crushed,” Estelle said.
“”Scary.””
Oops, I ended up saying it with Corinna-chan.
“Since then, no one talks to her or tries to get involved. Hilda-sama herself doesn’t seem to be interested in people. She’s quite quiet,” Estelle said.
Hmmm, an evil bocchi princess.
She’s a charming character, but she’s an enemy.
Purify the evil Bocchi princess with the inherent radiance of the Saint and make her your friend!
There’s no way that’s going to work.
I don’t think she came out in the game either.
If such an impressive character appeared on the enemy’s side, I will remember everything.
I wonder why she doesn’t appear in the game.
She must be a shadow warfare specialist of Pottinger-kyou’s Faction.
I wonder if the Duke’s shadow warfare unit, which is scheduled to come out in two years, has a relationship like an imperial guard and outside agents.
I have no clue about it.
“Estelle-senpai, please give me my wages,” Corinna said.
“Eh, wages, uh, that’s right, Corinna-kun, you need a price for your labor, yeah, yeah, I remember, of course,” Estelle said.
Estelle-senpai, you forgot.
It’s just right, so would you like to go to wage negotiations while working?
“Then, let’s we’ll hire both Makoto-kun and Corinna-kun for a monthly salary of 300,000 dolancs,” Estelle said.
““Too much!”” Corinna and I yelled.
“Well, the higher the wage, the happier you’ll be, right?”
“If we take that much, the restaurant’s management will fall into the red,” Corinna said.
Corinna-chan took her abacus out of her pocket.
She’s so serious.
“Umm, the surplus and deficit are for the management to think about,” Estelle said.
“I am the management,” I said.
“Ah, right,” Estelle said.
Corinna-chan’s abacus began to go paku, paku.
“I guess that figure was taking Ilda-san’s monthly salary of about 500,000 dolancs, and simply dividing it by 2,” Corinna said.
“Yeah, that’s right, 250,000 is too bad, so it’s 300,000,” Estelle said.
“What are you doing, paying a student that much?” Corinna asked.
“We’re just supervising, I’m just doing chores. It won’t be the same as Ilda-san who cooks all day,” I said.
“Ah, is that so?” Estelle said.
Will the territory Estelle-senpai marries into be okay?
“Well then, how much do you want?” Estelle asked.
“Maybe about here?” Corinna said, showing Estelle an estimate written on parchment.
Before I knew it,
“He-Hey, isn’t 130,000 dolancs too low a monthly income? Even our maids are getting more,” Estelle said.
“Because we’re students,” Corinna said.
“We can only be here for so long, too,” I said.
Estelle-senpai looked up at the sky.
“You guys don’t want it, do you?” Estelle said.
“Indeed, we just have one request,” I said.
“What is it?” Estelle asked.
“We’re going shopping on the weekend, so could you please pay me 60,000 dolancs in advance for the cost of using Heal spells on the ingredients, so I can share it with Corinna-chan?” I asked.
“Oh, that’s fine, it’s like an initial hire bonus, so I’ll pay it right away,” Estelle said.
And when Estelle-senpai received her wallet from her maid, she immediately paid for it.
Wow, six large gold coins~.
“Okay, Corinna-chan,” I said.
“Makoto takes four, I’ll take two,” Corinna said.
“No, split in half,” I said.
“Gunununu,” Corinna grumbled.
If you have 30,000 dolancs, you can buy a lot of bras.
After all, this world still does not have mass-produced fabrics, so clothes are quite expensive.
It’s a game-like modification around here, and I wanted you to do something about it, but if there’s a magic fabric spinning factory, the whole world will change with the derived technology.
With mass production, when the merchants and the common people gain power and the middle class is born, what happens is that the status of the aristocracy declines.
When something like the Industrial Revolution happens, the feudal system, which is based on tax revenue from the land they own, will be shaken.
It seems that the devs wanted to avoid distorting the entire world with the forced setting of the game, to prevent the otome game players from getting too stressed.
“Well then, I’ll ask you to manage the cafeteria,” Estelle said.
“Understood, I’ll do my best until Ilda-san comes back,” I said.
“Work hard,” Estelle said, smiling before she leaves the dining room.
She’s just walking, but she’s glittering.
It was almost half past 7 now.
It’s almost time for our dinner.
There are fewer people in the dining room.
Or rather, Hilda-sama, you’re still drinking tea.
Then the clock struck half past 7.
“It’s over~,” Edra said. “Yeah, things were busy today. Makoto-san and Corinna-san, you two must be tired.”
“Thank you for your hard work, Edra-san,” I said.
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“Do we have any meat left over?” Corinna asked.
“There are about five portions left over,” Edra said. “If only those noble ladies were patient, they could have still had some.”
Huh, here comes Hilda-san.
“Good evening, Makoto-sama, Corinna-sama,” she said.
“Ah, yes, hello, Mahler-sama,” I said.
“If you have leftover meat, I’d like you to grill it for me,” Hilda said.
“Huh, wait, why?” I asked.
“Because it looked delicious,” Hilda said.
What is this, a glutton as the final boss?
“It’s fine, would you like just the mini steak, or would you like some bread and salad, too?” I said.
“Just the steak is fine, how much will it cost?” Hilda said.
The small maid in black gave her her wallet.
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“If it’s just the main course, it will be 500 dolancs,” I said.
“Quite cheap, isn’t it?” Hilda said as she handed 5 silver coins to Corinna-chan.
“Wait a minute until it’s cooked,” Corinna said.
“Yes, there is something I want to tell Makoto-sama in the meanwhile,” Hilda said.
Huh, she’s different from the type I thought.
Kukuku, aren’t you a character who says “I’ll take your head off your shoulders.”?
“Gioai-san, I’d like a plate of mini steak, please,” I said.
“Right away,” Gioai said.
What did she want to say?
I guess it’s a declaration of war.
My heart pounds.
“Makoto-sama, thank you for helping my maid, Shirley,” Hilda said, quietly bowing her head.
“Ueh, um, ah, it’s fine, it was just a coincidence, so you don’t really need to thank me,” I said.
“No, it would be sad if Shirley died,” Hilda said, lowering her eyes.
Eh, what, a shadow warfare noble shouldn’t be bothered by the loss of one of her pawns, should she?
A formidable enemy who values her subordinates?
“Since our maid is from the House of Maids, she is ready and willing to end her life at any time,” Hilda said..” This girl’s older sister, Emma, was also caught by the enemy and committed suicide. She doesn’t value her life, so it’s really a problem.”
The petite black-clad maid called Shirley bowed her head lightly.
What is the House of Maids?
A competing facility of the Maid Village?
Will the intelligence maid from there kill herself right away if caught?
For some reason, I don’t understand and my head feels dizzy.
