Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

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Noble Kim Kat

"Are these bastards sending letters?"

It was the Karin family that sent the letter.

Did I ever run into these bastards? Nothing in my memory. It wasn't even worth a letter. Looks like Karin started blowing up his reputation, so I figured out how to get our home address.

That's why you sent the letter.

How dare you collect unauthorized information.

"Hmm."

Vestadt family.

Karin was born in the Vestadt family, but was a child of a concubine and therefore lived without proper treatment. The deceased's mother was now the ninth concubine, and even Mirkesha prisoner in battle.

It can't be handled well.

Karin's father-in-law, of course, had a lot of spies, and he also said he had two or three trucks over one truck.

After all, Karin, who lived in such disregard, joined the Knights of the Kingdom, but was also discriminated against for being a Barbarian hybrid. Of course, he had considerable power at the time, but he was mercenary because he could not resist the human resources penalties that continue to be imposed.

So Karin doesn't like his family or the Knights of the Kingdom at all. I think I want to beat him up if I can, but I'm just ignoring him now.

I can't believe you sent that letter to Karin.

This is doubly unforgivable.

"Karin."

I went straight into the house and called Karin. She was wearing shorts at Nash just after washing. Because of the bursting chest, the nipples are visible in the white nash. Solid thighs are also very attractive.

The saliva flows.

"Oh, you're here."

She greeted me with a towel around her neck.

"This."

"Huh?"

- Glug.

Karin, who grabbed it with agility, frowns at the letter as he flies like a recognition mark.

"What is this?"

"As I see it."

"For what?"

"I don't know. I haven't read it yet."

The letter was still unread.

It was from Karin, no matter who saw it.

"Sister? Should we read it together? Or do you want to see it first?"

"... it's nothing. Let's have a look."

Karin sat on the couch, and I sat next to him. Others, who heard our words, came one by one and showed interest.

"Karin? What have you got?"

"A letter from the family."

"Oh, my God."

Karin's story was something everyone knew. The most violent response was Winia. The situation of the two families is similar.

"Did you get the letter from your sister's family?"

"Look at this."

"What the fuck did he send you?"

That's it.

"... you're here because of your reputation these days."

"Of course I am. The family name came out when I was awarded by the Great King. Whatever it is, it has a positive effect on the Vestadt family, so I have to pay attention to it."

In Risha's words, Karin replied as if it were something else.

"I was expecting... what are these bastards trying to say?"

Karin tore the letter and looked at the contents. We also saw it with her side and back.

"My dear daughter.

"Mother, what is this, you fucking balm."

I admired it as soon as I read the first line.

"This is Amy's fucking shampoo. I didn't read anything wrong, did I?"

"What the hell..."

"Funny, really."

"Less common sense!!!"

The other girls were similar.

We knew all about Karin's situation, so we could feel how ridiculous that first sentence was. My dear daughter? What nonsense is this? If you don't want to search, you're gonna have to stop here.

This is a letter that Karin sent to try to use because he has a reputation.

"..."

But Karin was quiet. Without changing Hanchi's face, he was just reading the letter with his eyes wide open.

"..."

We were forced to close our mouths.

This sister is fucking tight right now... I could feel it very properly. The enemy Karin usually saw in his family was very sharp. I know how she feels now.

- I...

A moment of silence.

In such a frightening atmosphere, I also read the letter.

I did this.

Marquis Bestat heard that his family name came out when the Great King hosted the prize ceremony in the Valkyrie War.

So he found out that his old daughter who had left the house had set up a big ball and returned to the capital for gold. He wanted to come to the family with his son-in-law Paladin and talk to him a little more closely.

"No, this is fucking far."

I don't really understand. A man has some fucking audacity, but he's trying to call himself his beloved daughter by treating him as a stranger in the family. These dog bastards just need to be beaten to the ground.

son-in-law in the first place?

It just wants to connect Karin to me on the pretext, so I want to connect to the Bronze Astronomical Society. Well, this is the only way to judge.

This has to be shit.

"Karin?"

"..."

Karin seemed genuinely flimsy.

- Ugh.

As she quietly looked down at the letter, she grabbed her fist and groped the letter.

- Glug.

Then the debris of the powdered letter flowed between her fists. I literally made a letter out of powder. Somehow it seemed to suggest the future of Marquis Bestat.

I hope for such a future that sooner or later it will be dispersed with bone powder and reconciled.

I wouldn't really make it that way, but I would pay for the letter I wrote to Karin. No, we have to pay. If he had pretended not to know, Karin would not have cared as much as he did until now.

But I woke it up.

"... yes, I want to see my daughter."

"Sister?"

Karin mutters in an ominous tone.

"Then we'll see."

Karin, who was muttering so much, stood up while stretching. Still, it was a very positive response. This sister has the right to inflict violence on her family. I decided to support it.

"It's been a while since I've seen Bonga."

Anyway, Karin naturally climbs to the second floor, leaving the frozen space behind. Only after she climbed the stairs was the time freeze lifted.

"Kat...! Karin seems very angry!!! I'm so scared!!! What should we do!!!"

Hilde trembled, but this time she could never be said to be a hobo.

"So am I."

"God damn it. It looks like Karin's sister is out of her mind."

"Whatever. You have to do what you want."

"You are, aren't you?"

"Yes. Karin has that right, of course."

If you're not going to contact me, it's like asking me to come, because I want to be damned.

"Humans are so adorable. Once upon a time, you treated your beloved daughter with contempt for the ball... and you didn't think about how the other side would react?"

Ari raised his head and questioned the human race.

"Naturally. Humans forget old things."

"It would be wise to act in a way that doesn't hurt to forget."

"People aren't usually very smart."

If a man was a wise race, no war would happen.

"Anyway, Karin... he looked very angry. Really, I don't know why you're here right now. I guess it's just a fucking family that looks a lot like Karin."

It was Liztina who secretly dismissed Karin, but there was an energy of worry on her face.

"Yes... no. Sister Liz? Are you cursing Karin all of a sudden?"

"What a curse. It's just an expression."

Whatever it is.

"Cat. Come on. You need to comfort Karin. You're Katt's precious wife, aren't you?"

"You don't have to tell me, Claudie."

Let's go upstairs.

* * *

Marquis Reyden Bestart.

Karin's father is a skilled warrior in his own way. At a young age, Mirkesha made the `Millionaire` Vestadt family based on a large income from selling prisoners of war acquired during the war, and it is said that women's strength is quite onerous, so they get fingers.

However, since he was a nobleman who accumulated considerable power to be called a namesake, he was not the only one who could get close to him, so his female strength was always ignored. However, because there are so many children and fatherless children, there is a feeling of being secretly ridiculed.

Anyway, Marquis Bestard is no lord.

I only have a large stadium a little away from the capital, where I probably manage on a relative basis, and what I do in the capital is manage my own real estate and run a business.

"A typical capital nobleman. Not a lord, but a fucking nobleman. At least she knows, but she doesn't know what to do now."

Karin's information is old.

"Anyway, how angry are you?"

"Can't you be tight? Even if I see her now, she's really pissed off."

She closes her eyes with her arms on the drawer.

I'm just so pissed off.

I know this heart very well.

"The bastards didn't even know the subject and sent a letter. First line's the problem. My dear daughter, are you just advertising to kill me? It's fucking absurd."

Let's say that.

"I was right."

Karin nods as she agrees with me.

"I don't know if it's just a letter, but I put it in the first line, so it's fucking tight."

"These bastards are full of shit."

I hit the match while adding a curse to her words.

Actually, this doesn't make any sense.

"Did you write to the Grand Master to find out that you had been rewarded for that?"

"Bastards."

"We have to kill him."

"You gotta beat the shit out of me. Sister, you have to let me pay for this."

"That's it. I want to see my face, but let's go see some faces."

"Fuck the mask."

"If you watch what you're saying and you get the fuck out, you're gonna have to pop it."

In the first place, it's not like you can defeat us. Marquis Vestadt is strong, but he is only middle-ranking of the Empire Knights, and I can play with him with one hand.

Old information, though.

But I'm a little curious.

"But why did you call me? It doesn't make sense to call him simply because he was rewarded by the Great King. Don't you remember how you handled it when you put iron plates on your face?"

You know that no matter how fast your head is, you won't see a good look. I don't understand what I wrote to score because I love you by letter.

"Hmm."

Karin seems to be thinking for a moment about my question.

"There are so many babies that they simply forget. I'm trying to take a chance because I want to make a connection to our Palladine. Or there's a reason to call it that."

I made that hypothesis.

For some reason.

"If you go dizzy, you won't be. You got a lot of fucking kids? Then there's no way those bastards would be happy to see you."

I'd be robbed of my fortune for nothing. Successors of noble families often regard brothers and sisters as potential competitors. If there are many children, there will be a fight about who will inherit the family right away, and so will the legacy.

"But that too... well, I'm curious. I don't know what you're calling it."

"Anyway, let's go."

"If you call me, I'll go."

"But when?"

The letter had already become powder and disappeared.

"Sooner or later, I'm officially invited. Well, we'll have to wait until then."

"Yes."

If you're officially invited.

"Anyway, sister. Don't be so cocky. You have no reason to care about that, do you? Don't you think? I'm a dick when I think about it."

"Hey, hey. It's okay. It's tight. It's not uncomfortable. Why? Are you worried that you might break your heart?"

"That's what I always think."

"That's fucking cute."