The Human Saint is Bored, so I was Summoned to Another World

Good morning…I guess?

Yeah, I knew I said that, even though the light outside wasn’t changing. However, I decided to count every time I sleep as a whole Earth day. It’s tough to measure time here since Chersea had no such standard.

Well, anyway, I’m having a problem at the moment.

“What do you want?” I asked a group of maids I had caught inside my room again.

“…” they remained silent, but all looked back at me.

Is this some kind of staring contest?

“If you have nothing else to say, you may get out. I’ll just pretend this didn’t happen.” I waved my hand to signal that I wanted them gone, but they remained on their spot.

These girls are looking for another trouble.

“Uh…M-mister Kuro…” the maid that seemed to be the leader finally spoke, “W-we’re here to clean your room, so if it’s p-possible, can you leave the place to us?”

“…” Now it’s my turn to stay silent.

I was suspecting something fishy here. Are they going to install a listening or monitoring device inside? I was unsure if this world had stuff like that, but I guess there’s nothing to worry about since I am not guilty of what they suspect me of doing. Yeah, watch and listen to me for all I care. You will get nothing.

“M-mister Kuro,” another maid approached me.

“What?”

“Err…Big sis wants you to the kitchen.”

‘Big sis’. If you didn’t know yet, that’s what the junior maids call Jessica, the most senior servant assigned in the Kitchen Department.

Well, whatever; I don’t give a damn. Why did the bitch want me to come to the kitchen, anyway? She must be up to no good once again. I thought about leaving my room to these suspicious maids, but what the heck? It’s not like they could gather any damning pieces of evidence against me…

In the end, even against my judgment, I went to the kitchen.

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Something was going on.

“Please eat to your heart’s content.”

“Err… there’s no poison here or anything, right?”

“What are you talking about?” the kitchen’s boss, Jessica, retorted. Yeah, I didn’t like that happy, cute smile. Before, whenever I appeared in her line of sight, she’d give me a frown or a sharp glare, “If there’s poison, of course, I won’t tell it to you.”

“Puuu—” I immediately spat the little food in my mouth.

“That’s mean!” Jessica pouted. I was having the chills watching her cute antics, “I was only joking about the poison. Please eat in peace.”

Yeah, something was going on behind my back. I mean, before, I would cook and prepare my food, or the kitchen department maids would give me scraps and leftovers. But this time, Jessica prepared a full-course meal just for me, just as she told me.

“Err…is my face that weird when I eat?”

“Well, your face is indeed weird,” Jessica replied, dismissively waving her hand. “But it’s normal. It’s pretty much the same whether or not you eat.”

“Then why are you staring at me? I’m sure it’s not that nice to look upon.”

“What are you saying? I enjoy watching you.”

She hates me. Oh, but if I may say so, Jessica’s cooking was pretty delicious. It reminded me of my mom’s good old home cooking back on Earth. Even though she’s my enemy, it wouldn’t hurt if I complimented her work, would it?

“This is delicious.”

“Ah, thank you!” Jessica smiled, puffing her chest, “I take pride in my cooking. They say that my talent can make any man fall for me.”

For someone who’s so averted to men, hearing that from you gives me horrible chills. However, I guess I was getting the hang of what was happening.

Haa…I thought we already settled this back in that ‘almost’ dismissal ceremony. But apparently, it looked like Big Bitch—I mean, Big Sis Jessica had changed her strategy against me; if she couldn’t win using force, she was bent on winning using charms. She’s aiming for me to become enamored with her and struck when I let down my guard.

Ha! I can read you like a book, girl; you will not win against me!

“Oh, so it’s Kuro!”

My train of thought was interrupted when the Head Maid—I mean, Lily—suddenly appeared. Jessica stood up to greet her, and I was about to follow when she stopped us.

“Ah, so what’s up?” I stroke up a conversation with Lily, “Is there anything wrong?”

“Nah. I was just passing by. So, how’s Jessica’s cooking?”

“I see. Well, so far I’m still alive,” I was just sarcastic.

Lily laughed, “Ah, you don’t have to worry about that anymore. After all, Jessica kept on asking me the other day how to make up with you. She wouldn’t even let me sle—”

“Ah, p-please don’t tell M-mister K-K-Kuro about it!” Jessica was so flustered I thought of her as cute at that moment. Lily was roaring in laughter.

Dear God, forgive me, for I have sinned. For a second, I thought the bitch is cute.

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I returned to my room with nothing else to do—like usual. Just as I opened the door…

“…”

Is this another staring contest?

The maids I left cleaning my place were still there, as were their cleaning tools. I couldn’t say whether they tidied up my room. What made it odd was that they were all lying on my bed…and that one maid was holding my coat to her nose.

What the hell?

“M-m-m-m-m-m-m-”

“Kuro,” I reminded them of my name.

“Mister Kuro!” the maid leader blurted out, her face red. “I thought you were in the kitchen!”

“I am. I just finished eating.” I grabbed my coat from the maid who was holding it, “And stop sniffing that. I know I haven’t taken a bath for a long time so naturally; it’ll smell.”

“W-w-w-w-w-we’re sorry!” the maid leader quickly picked up her cleaning equipment and hurried out. Her flustered companions also followed suit.

I was left bewildered, “What the heck was that?”

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“Ah, welcome Mister Defender—”

“Kuro. Just call me Kuro,” I glared at the Marquise of Monfort when she started calling me that stupid nickname again, “Please.”

“Err…K-Kuro, welcome!” the Marquise of Monfort repeated herself, “What brings you to the Armory?”

“Well, I was just wondering if you got a map of this place and the surrounding areas?”

“A map? What for?”

“I want to go exploring today. I’d like to search for a potential house to rent or buy.”

“Ah…that,” the Marquise never hid her disappointment.

What, you think I’m going to some red-light district or something?

“Tch. And here I thought you’re going to the red-light district to pick some girls.”

She indeed thinks of me like that!

“Well, I have a map for it. I have maps for almost all the areas in this land,” the Marquise’s proud smile appeared, “Just ask away whenever you need it.”

“Yeah, that’s exactly why I’m here.”

“Sorry bud, I left it at my family’s mansion,” was her immediate answer.

Then why the hell do you tell me those things, you stupid paladin? Anyway, no matter how irritated I was, I declined to air my thoughts. I didn’t want any trouble.

“Well, I can have you escorted around by someone knowledgeable of the town,” the Marquise of Monfort offered a consolation, “Would you like me to arrange for that, Kuro?”

“Ah yes, please.” I didn’t want to disturb someone else. However, with the strange things happening between me and the maids, I hurried with my plan to find or rent a place to stay.

“Well, sorry dude. All of my guards are busy with their training,” she shrugged, “I think they’ve slackened their watch while I’m gone.”

This idiot…is she trying to pick a fight with me? And besides, I think you slackened, Lady Monfort. I mean, look around this office! Armor pieces and weapons were scattered all around. Crumpled papers fill the spaces in between the discarded equipment. And…was that an old pizza with molds over there? How did that thing from Earth get here?

A pigsty is much cleaner than this place!

“…”

Calm down, Kuro…you don’t want any trouble, right? Oh well, I guess there’s no helping it. I’d discover the town myself then.

“If you’re going to town—”

“No thanks! I think I can manage on my own.”

“Really, are you sure? I can get you someone who can guide you around.”

“I-I’ll be fine.”

“I said, I can get you someone beautiful who can guide you around…”

“…”

“Someone beautiful and seductive who can guide you around…”

Uh…ahem. W-well, I think having a guide with those qualities wasn’t bad.

But did she even have to point out those adjectives?

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Ahem. Well, it’s not bad when you walk side by side around the town with a beautiful girl…

“And there she was, just as I promised!” the Marquise of Monfort was all smiles as she introduced me to my ultimate tour guide, “Your beautiful and seductive town girl.”

“…”

I was speechless. No, it’s not because I was awestruck or something…w-well, make that ‘I’m indeed awestruck,’ but not in a good way.

“Mister Kuro, meet Eris. Eris, here’s Mister Kuro. He needs someone to guide him around the town.”

“…”

Eris and I were silent. I could only stare at her, and she was averting her gaze from me. I think I disturbed her work. And now she’s pissed.

Well, it’s not that I was saying Eris was not attractive; she was cute. Her short, wavy, red-brown hair and brown eyes matched her gentle personality. Combined with the oh-so-classic maid uniform, you get one super-cute girl for a companion.

However…

No matter how I looked at Eris, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would be arrested once people saw me walking with her. Her appearance was like that of a ten-year-old kid.

How did she end up along with the ‘seductive’ route, Lady Monfort? Are you blind or something?

“Well, if you’re asking how she ended up with the ‘seductive’ description…” the Marquise whispered to me, “Don’t you know that many human nobles prefer her looks, especially because of ‘that’?”

By ‘that,’ she meant Eris’ chest, which was like the place where the Holy Palatial Gardens stood—absolutely flat.

“Oi. Don’t lump me with criminals,” furious, I whispered back.

“Nah, don’t worry,” the Marquise slapped me from behind, “I know you’ll take proper responsibility; you’re a man of culture, after all.”

“Guh…what made you say that?”

“You like flat chests, right?”

Ha? Where did that come from?

The Marquise’s stare was intense. What is she trying to prove here?

“N-no, I—”

“Flat. Is. Justice,” her expression was getting scarier by the minute.

“Err…n-not exactly—”

“Flat. Is. Absolute. Justice,” I feel like I’m being coerced here.

I just nodded silently. I didn’t want further issues with this freak.

“See?” the Marquise of Monfort returned to being cheerful, “You’re indeed a man of culture.” She had a twisted smirk on her face.

I shouldn’t have asked for her help…

“Uh…Mister K-Kuro…” We heard Eris speak, “Could it be that y-you didn’t want E-Eris to accompany you?”

“Well, it’s alright if you don’t want to,” I replied. Honestly, it’s fine with me whether she wants to go. Eris was a servant here, and I thought she needed to prioritize her duties more instead of going around town with a stranger like me.

However, Eris shook her head, “P-please let Eris come along if it’s okay.”

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Everything was silent as we went to the town near the Holy Palatial Gardens.

“…”

This was awkward. I would occasionally steal a glance at Eris, and sometimes, she’d also return the favor. It’s like we’re bombarding each other with strange stares. Well, I couldn’t help it; back in my world, I dealt with teenagers as a teacher. Eris was more like a pre-adolescent girl, and I didn’t know her interests.

I have to be careful not to get on her unpleasant side.

Her Holiness graciously lent us a cart and a horse for this trip. Well, she offered me a carriage, but I quickly refused it. At least I didn’t want to stand out among the locals if I planned to mingle with them. If I went out, I’d be fine just walking; however, considering Eris’s body, I asked for a ride.

And now that I remember it, I wonder why Her Holiness and the Marquise of Monfort exchanged nasty looks and smiles earlier…

“Uh…”

“Hiii!” I almost jumped out of the cart when I heard Eris speak.

“S-sorry; did Eris startle you?” she was apologetic.

“N-nah.” Of course, I wouldn’t tell her the truth; I didn’t want to piss Eris off, “I’m just a little jumpy since the cart’s pretty shaky, see?”

“Oh…” Eris smiled, though her eyes were still sad, “Eris is sorry for insisting on coming with you, Mister Kuro. You even have to borrow a cart from Her Holiness out of consideration for Eris.” By the way, she was driving the cart; I was clueless about how to produce a horse to move forward.

Ah…damn. I thought I was making her feel bad, so I had to change the topic, “Ah, that’s right. I’ve wanted to ask you about the town we’re going to since earlier. As you know, I’m pretty new to this world, so is there anything I need to remember before going in?”

Eris remained silent for a while as she pondered on my question. Then she explained, “Well, Arles is a pretty small but affluent town about two-thirds in size of the Holy Palatial Gardens. Because of its proximity to Her Holiness’ place, it is our immediate supplier of various goods like food, clothing, and others.”

“Oh…” Well, I could see what she was talking about. Even though we’re still quite a distance off the town proper itself, we could already distinguish those well-built houses meant for someone of significant influence or power, “Those houses are really impressive, don’t you think?”

“Ah yes. Most of the population of Arles are rich merchants, members of the nobility, and influential people, after all. Because of that, it is also a well-guarded place. A lot of soldiers from the locals’ private armies patrol the surrounding area, aside from the militia raised by the town council,” Eris explained, “That’s why, if you noticed, we have encountered no monsters yet.”

“Hmm…pretty beneficial, huh?”

Now that I realize it, Eris was well-informed about Arles. Honestly, I enjoyed talking to her. “So, if I may ask, do you have any idea how much a house sells at Arles?”

“Let’s see…last time Eris checked, it’s around 15 gold coins for a small property in the town.”

I froze. Hearing the amount gave me goosebumps. Though I knew nothing about prices and the value of money here in Chersea, the number that Eris gave me was just staggering. After all, the lowest-ranked maid at the Palatial Gardens receives 50 silver coins at every start of the season. And for the freeter—that is, me—I was to receive 20 silver coins.

So, if I intend to buy a house in this town, I would’ve to pass 75 seasons at least. And frankly, I didn’t know the exact duration of a season here; according to what I’ve read in the books, sometimes the seasons were short.

I can’t wait for 75 seasons! I might get butchered halfway by that bitch, Jessica!

“M-mister Kuro?” Eris’ voice brought me back to reality, “Are you alright? You look pale.”

“Ah…y-yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, Eris.” Deep inside, however, my mind searched for a workable solution to my predicament. Should I ask for the Saint’s help? It looked like she’ll provide me aid if I asked her, but damn, that would be a colossal blow to my pride as a man.

I must get a part-time job if that’s how it will go.

“Ah, by the way, Mister Kuro, there are no adventurers’ guild or leveling system that exists anywhere in this land, though Eris doesn’t know what are those.”

Well, fuck me. Eris shot me down just as I was about to ask her that.

By the way, how could this be a proper fantasy world if there were no obligatory adventurer’s guild and leveling system? And why did this girl suddenly speak about those when they didn’t exist here in the first place?

Ah, let’s just forget about that. I just realized that the price Eris told me was the rate for Arles’ affluent citizens. How about the commoner ones?

“Uhm…there are only rich commoners in Arles, Mister Kuro.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, if you’re looking for a commoners’ quarters with a more affordable price for houses, then you’re looking for the city beyond those mountains to our north. The city of Kamran is the nearest here next to Arles.”

“Ah, thanks for that information!” I was overjoyed when I heard that. It seemed I was still pretty lucky. “So, what’s the price of properties over there?”

“S-sorry Mister Kuro, Eris doesn’t exactly know.”

Oh, right. I forgot that Eris and the other staff at the Holy Palatial Gardens came from the royalties and nobilities of Chersea. They would not know about a commoner’s daily life.

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***Meanwhile, back at the Holy Palatial Gardens***

“So, Your Holiness…” the Marquise of Monfort said to break the ice, “Are you sure about this?”

The Saint of Chersea slowly opened her eyes as she listened to the chief of her palace’s guards, “Yes, I am serious, Lady Monfort. That’s why we sent Eris and that human from another land.”

The Marquise of Monfort could feel the cold sweat form on her forehead. She’s regretting everything she had done just now…

“But what if—”

“Are you doubting me, Lady Monfort?” Her Holiness snarled.

“Well, it’s just that, I have done nothing to help Eris in her problems with the other maids, and…”

“Don’t worry. That boy could protect Eris in your stead,” Her Holiness smiled, “I don’t think there would be any problems other than…”

“Other than what, Your Holiness?”

“Well, Lady Monfort…” the Saint’s dark smile was prominent. “Are you increasing your bet, or what?”

“Damn it, Your Holiness! If Kuro and Eris became close after this, then it’s my win!”

“Sure!” Her Holiness’ confidence was oozing, “But if Eris didn’t progress, then I’ll take everything from you, save for your title!”

“Ugh…” the Marquise of Monfort couldn’t stay calm after hearing that. Did she just commit the biggest life mistake by gambling against the Saint? Well, whatever, she thought. That little girl’s desire to get to know that strange boy from another world was her priority. So, she asked for Her Holiness’ help to bring them close.

As long as Eris was happy, then she was pleased…

Besides, gambling is fun and exciting, anyway.

Please don’t emulate her, dear readers.

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**Kuro**

Eris and I toured around Arles instead because we couldn’t settle the housing issue. After all, learning something new about this world would be a wasted opportunity if we simply returned to the Palatial Gardens. We already borrowed the cart and horse.

Compared to Earth’s towns, Arles was small—if I reckon it would be around the size of a typical Earth village. A thick rampart surrounded the entire place, and at least twenty well-equipped guards from the town militia manned the gates.

“Oh, it’s Miss Eris!”

“Open the gate!”

Eris and the others from the Palatial Gardens were well known here. Well, it’s pretty apparent since Arles was the nearest settlement near the Saint’s enclave. Unlike the protagonists I read in several fantasy novels back on Earth, I wasn’t questioned upon entering the town. The soldiers even saluted us.

Heh, talk about being a big shot. Pretty convenient, eh?

We parked our cart and horse at a nearby stable before proceeding. After we made sure everything was secure, we went on our tour around the town. Coming through the major thoroughfare of Arles, I saw many shops lined up along the road, just like in a typical European Middle Ages city. Restaurants that served fancy food, stores that sold luxury clothes, alchemists that peddled medicines and other potions, blacksmiths that cater to warriors’ equipment…name it, I think Arles has them—well, at least, for the rich.

Eris told me that prices here were much inflated than in any other region in Chersea.

Of course, there were people from various races walking around as we strolled, and Eris was having fun explaining everything I laid my eyes upon.

“Ah, those are Elves,” she said the moment I looked at those guys with long, pointed ears, “They come from the continent of Cherwoods to the southeast. They are an elegant and gentle race; if Eris is not mistaken, they are also great archers and magicians.”

“Oh…” Well, almost every fantasy story presented the elves as proficient magicians and archers, so I was not that surprised. Besides, I knew something about them while reading back at the library.

“And Elves are well-known lovers of wine and alcohol, though they can’t hold being drunk. They are also closet lechers, as well.”

Hey, that last comment is uncalled for.

Anyway, my attention then turned to those with animal appendages as parts of their body, “So those are beastmen if I’m correct?”

“Yes, Mister Kuro,” Eris nodded, “Most of the beastmen tribes hail from the land of Cherwind to the south. They form a very close-knit society based on their appearance.”

“So, for example, that one with rabbit ears is from the Rabbit tribe?”

“Oh…you catch on quick, Mister Kuro.”

“I think it’s one of my strengths,” I proudly declared. I cannot tell her I enjoy reading ‘isekai’-themed novels, can I? Or I’ll be explaining to her all day…

Eris laughed softly, “By the way, Beastmen are a race of warriors who take pride in their unusual physical strengths. They are also well-documented masochists and loves head-pats.”

Err…do I need to know that kind of information, Eris? Anyway, I should change the topic, “Oh, those are dwarves, correct?” I was referring to those small bearded guys with stocky bodies and wielding great axes.

“Oh, those are just humans lacking in height.”

S-seriously?

“If you’re looking for dwarves…” Eris pointed in a particular direction, “There they are.”

Double seriously? No matter how long I stared at them, they resembled ordinary humans with colored hair, thick glasses, and overweight bodies.

“Uh…Eris, aren’t you mistaking those for dwarves? They look more like ‘Social Justice Warriors’ to me.”

“Social Justice Warriors? Are those brave people from your homeland, Mister Kuro?”

“Well, brave…depending on the person,” I had a sarcastic grin, “Err…anyway, I’m curious. What makes them dwarves?”

“Hmm, they call themselves dwarves. So, we call them that way, or they’ll get offended because we just assigned them a race-specific role brought about by the humanistic bias of the society,” Eris shrugged, “Honestly, Eris doesn’t understand what they mean by that, but Eris doesn’t recommend getting too involved with them. The dwarves believe in the ‘equality of all races’ but if you take pride in your humanity, they’ll be offended and debate you ‘till your ears bleed.”

Eris talked like she went through a traumatic experience. Uh… I should follow her advice and avoid them.

“By the way, Mister Kuro, dwarves are vegans; if they saw you eat meat, they’ll get offended too.”

Sounds like they’re a pain in the ass, “So let me guess, they come from a continent called ‘Cherland’?”

“Nope. They live in a land named ‘Equality’, which is to the east of here. Please don’t let them hear you made that mistake, or they’ll get offended.”

Yep, too ‘SJW’ for me.

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Anyway, all that walking and talking had made me hungry. Since I had no coin in my pocket, I asked Eris if we could return to the Palatial Gardens. I tried my best to appear as casual as possible, but…

“You must be hungry, Mister Kuro?”

“H-how d’you know?” I sheepishly asked.

“Eris can hear your stomach growl,” she laughed softly. “Don’t worry; Eris brought money with her. Let’s eat somewhere nice.”

“Ah please…” I bowed repeatedly, “I’d feel bad if you treat me for free.”

“Nah, don’t worry,” she reassured me. “This is thanks for helping Eris before. Come!” Eris pulled my hand and led me to the place she wanted to go.

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“Welcome to the Holy Frills Diner!”

Err… that’s quite a name. It looks like the owner put much thought into it.

Anyway, it was a small restaurant. The girls who served wore frilly uniforms, thus the restaurant’s name. However, what called my attention was the macho man in a frilly dress behind the counter further in.

“Ah, welcome, Miss Eris!” the macho man greeted.

“Hello, Mister Ricardo!” Eris chirped back, “By the way, he’s the owner of this place, Mister Kuro.”

Ricardo’s deep baritone voice and serious expression didn’t match his words or his frilly, fancy dress. I mean, it felt like he was threatening us more than welcoming. Add the eyepatch, bulging muscles, and a big scar on his face, and it looked more like we were talking to a veteran mercenary than a restauranteur.

“Mister Ricardo’s also a former mercenary,” Eris added, “But he took an arrow to the knee, so he had to retire.”

“Oh…” Isn’t that a little Todd Howard-ish?

Ricardo laughed, “Well, that’s all behind me now. I don’t want to wake up in another cart with prisoners and getting attacked by a dragon on the way…”

Damn…Todd Howard, you did it again!

“So anyway, Eris…” Ricardo took an eyeful of me, “Who’s the guy? Your man?”

“Err…ah, n-no!” Eris quickly denied, “M-mister Kuro is just a friend.”

“Oh…well, every love story starts with being a friend,” the former mercenary countered.

My companion fell silent; her face was beet-red. Uh, you don’t need to get pissed as much as that, Eris…

“Ah, anyway, please have a seat as usual, Miss Eris!”

Eris then led me to her favorite spot in that restaurant, passing through several tables filled with other customers. Some of them looked at us, which must have been because of the disparity between our heights and ages.

I’m a young adult, and Eris just looked like my little sister.

“!!!” I felt Eris jerked suddenly.

“What happened?” I asked her, “You okay?”

“Eris felt someone touched her b-butt.”

“Eh?” I turned around and saw a bunch of armed people looking lecherously in our direction, particularly at Eris. That one was a human, and two were elves…and they didn’t have a pleasant air around them.

“Nice pick, dude!”

“How’s her ass?”

Uh…these guys. I could see the fear in Eris’ eyes; clearly, that’s where her distrust for men came from. I, being the more mature one, should protect her.

And damn, looks like this world has no child-protection laws…

“Hey!” I came to the table of those who touched Eris.

“Who’s the shrimp, Gio?” the elf asked their human companion.

“I dunno…all I see is a wimp.”

They all mocked and laughed at us. They were drunk and armed. And I don’t like their attitude either…

“…”

Wait, wasn’t this the generic ‘isekai’ early scenes where the protagonist gets involved with the bad guys and shows his overwhelming powers by kicking their asses? Hoo…I think I should man up and show them what I could do!

“What do you want?” the human drunk gruffly asked.

“You owe Eris an apology!” I should’ve said that, but I contented myself with, “Uh… shouldn’t you…uhm, s-say sorry for my companion?” Hey, don’t judge me; it’s challenging to confront aggressive and armed assholes, you know. I’m just an old teacher until recently; I don’t know how to fight them.

“Apology? What for?”

“Uh…err…y-you inappropriately touched h-her.”

“And so?”

“S-say sorry? P-please?” Oh god, I look pathetic.

“What’s your name, kid?”

“Me? I’m Kuro.”

“Hmm…and my name’s Gio,” I could feel the threatening aura coming from the drunk human, “Kuro…”

“G-Gio!”

“Instead of running away, you’re coming right to me?”

“I can’t beat the shit out of you without getting closer.”

“Oh ho! Then come as close as you like.”

MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA!

ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA!

We fiercely exchanged punches…at least, through the air. I didn’t want to come that close to him; he was so drunk he couldn’t walk properly towards me.

“…”

Uhh…really, we look stupid.

“Za Warudo! (The World!)” Gio jumped and unleashed his power against me.

“Nani?” I blurted out. Then, someone grabbed me. Turning around, I realized the human drunk’s elven companions restraining me.

“That’s enough dude!”

“Yeah, stop that! Gio’s already knocked down!”

“Oh, sorry…”

Err… how’d that even happen?

“Gio hit his head on the table after jumping and fell unconscious. So, we are going in his stead!” the elves were about to reach out for their weapons when…

“Hey you two!” Eris said, drawing her wand against them. “Don’t move, or Eris will burn you to cinders with her magic.” The surrounding miasma became so thick that it was hard to breathe. Her eyes glared overwhelmingly, and they trembled in fear.

“I’d walk away if I were you,” Ricardo had already intervened. “Aside from bothering other customers, that girl you’re dealing with is a maid from the Holy Palatial Gardens. You don’t want to incur the wrath of the Human Saint, do you?”

“We’re sorry!” the elves quickly grabbed the fallen Gio and scurried away.

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“E-Eris is sorry, Mister Ricardo!” Eris was bowing repeatedly before the macho man when everything settled down.

“Ahahahaha!” Ricardo laughed heartily, “This is the first time I saw you get angry after for so long, Duchess Braunhauer! Don’t worry, I was watching the entire time and I know who’s in the wrong.”

Well, if you’re watching the entire time, why didn’t you intervene when things were escalating, macho man? I thought of that but decided against speaking my mind.

“Ah anyway…” Ricardo guided us to Eris’ favorite place, “Let’s forget those bad things and enjoy eating, shall we?” The moment he clapped his hands, a beastman—a girl from the Fox tribe—appeared with a pair of the restaurant’s menu in her hands.

“Please order anything you want, it’s on the house,” Ricardo winked at us before he left.

I like this guy. I mean, not that ‘sort’ of like, but well…Ah, whatever!

And so, they left us alone in that part of the restaurant.

Well, this was a pretty pleasant change of pace from the grandeur of the Holy Palatial Gardens. The interior of this restaurant paled compared to the Holy Chambers Palace dining room, but I like its simplicity. Plus, the size of this place gave me that warm, cozy feeling that I hadn’t felt for a long time.

I feel nostalgic…

“Uhh…Mister Kuro…” it was Eris. “Eris wonders what you would want to eat.

“Oh, sorry!” I was so engrossed admiring the place that I forgot to pick food, “Well, how about this one?”

“Eh?” Eris looked dismayed. “You want that? Isn’t it the cheapest food here?”

Yeah, it is. I precisely picked that because I didn’t want to be a burden to Eris. Even though Ricardo said they’d be giving us something for free, I knew Eris had a large part in that decision. If I came here alone, I doubt he would even bother…

“Yes, two of these, please. And a pair of this one, too. I’ll pay for it. Please tell Mister Ricardo.” My train of thought got interrupted by Eris talking to a waitress. “There, I’ve already ordered our food, Mister Kuro. Plus, some sides.”

“Thanks!”

“So that would be…” the waitress repeated our order, and wait… isn’t that the most expensive side item on the menu? Two of them?

“One for you and one for Eris,” Eris’ lips drew a mischievous smile, “If Eris let you, you’ll be too considerate and, thus, won’t be able to enjoy the food here that much.”

“But the payment…”

“Nope. Eris doesn’t mind, actually.”

“I’d feel bad if I don’t—”

“As Eris told you before, it is thanks for saving her from her bullies.”

“Err…thanks, I guess.”

Eris, you’re too kind, you know that?

“Well, I hope you’re enjoying yourself, Mister Kuro.”

“I do!” I honestly told her what I felt, “In fact, I think I’m imposing too much on you. It’s pretty embarrassing. I apologize.”

“Ah, please don’t, Mister Kuro.” Eris was sad as she told me that. “Actually, Eris thinks this is only a small token compared to what you did for her and Big Sis Jessica.”

She’s a bitch, and you still think of her that way? You’re kind, Eris…

“But Big sis Jessica already changed her opinion of you!” Eris was quick to retort, “She’s now actively convincing the other maids that you’re not a pervert like other men.”

Heh…as if I’d fall for that. Well, it’s not that I had to oppose that bitch; I only needed to keep my guard up. I may never know when Jessica might attack me once again.

“Eris believes that you’re a good guy, Mister Kuro. The Head Maid believes you are, too. Big sis Jessica and the other maids who hate you are also changing the way they think about you, as well.”

Nah, they’re just reading too much into my actions. I guess I needed to drop the truth for Eris…

“Hmm… you’re too naïve, Eris,” it’s my turn to explain, “If you believe I’m not a pervert or a good person, then you’re mistaken. I’m a boy, so I’m interested in perverted things—there’s no normal guy in this world or the other that isn’t interested in that. However, I put my urges and desires to their proper places.”

“…” Eris was silent. Did her ‘nice guy’ vision of me crash into pieces? Sorry kid, the world—Earth or Chersea—isn’t as simple as you thought. There are a lot of gray areas, no matter where you look.

“As Eris thought…” her gentle eyes focused on me, “You’re an honest person, too.”

Ha? Did she understand what I just told her?

“Eris knows all men are like that, but Mister Kuro doesn’t act based on what he feels, so Eris feels much safer with him.”

Ooookay? Aren’t you too trusting as well, Eris?

“That’s why…” Eris suddenly stood up and bowed. “Eris wanted to apologize for the trouble she had caused you before, Mister Kuro. Please forgive Eris and be her friend!”

“…”

It left me speechless; I was too shocked to say anything.

Uh, Eris, aren’t we friends already?