I was born as the seventh prince, what should I do?

After that, I also broke up with Oliver, who still can't get out of the shock of talking to the royal family at close range by dropping off Brother Bertrand, who left the room saying he was going to tell each of the professors what he had just heard as soon as possible.

Even if I stay in the library like that, my concentration today is completely out, so I don't think I'm going to be able to go on studying.

For one thing, today I walk on a stroll down the road from school to the dorm in an attempt to get home.

Speaking of which, what about the part-time job?

Second, I thought about that.

Though there is a send-off from the royal palace, I am not willing to rely on it.

While in school, I want to live without thinking about royalty or the seventh prince as much as possible.

That's why I want to at least add to the cost of living with the part-time bill.

I don't think I can pay for it all. But at least, I want to keep spending money from the royal palace at the same amount of money as regular sending.

As I walked through town wondering if there was anything dizzying about it, I saw a shadow waving heavily over here.

"Hey! Rye!!"

"Oh, Shiloh."

Running over for a small run was Shiloh, who was with me in the Knights family.

"Where's Sheeshkin?

"Al would train - I was telling you. I want to find a place to work, I want to explore the city, and I'm breaking up."

"Then can I come with you? I've been looking for a place to work, too."

With that said, Shiloh flashed his face gladly.

"You're sending Rye home, too?

That's what Shiloh heard as the two of us walked around exploring the city.

"No, I didn't send you. Is Shiloh going to do it?

That being said, Shiloh cheeked a little embarrassed.

"Yeah, well. The village I lived in, it's so despicable. of the Empire, much more east than that. Through a cliff-cut tunnel, and through a haunted forest."

Were you still from the eastern country?

"If you do weak kids, you can't even go to the nearest imperial school in the first place. So most of the kids grow up in the village as is, grow up, have a family. But you want more options?

Have you even come to the school city of Centro, which is regarded as the best in the world because of the future of the clan?

I think it's purely amazing.

"Seya, Rye feels the same way and is intimate on his own."

"Me, I... I'm not as good as Shiloh. Simply because I wanted to leave home..."

When I say this, you look so childish, me.

No, I'm definitely just a kid.

But Shiloh would also be about fifteen, albeit somewhat older.

No, it's really splendid, isn't it?

"But for that reason, I don't know anyone by myself. It's amazing how brave you are to come out here."

Gussa! And I feel like guilt stuck in my heart.

It's actually so local.

I have relatives in school for everything.

Besides, if I show you the color of these eyes, 100% of the guards will take my side.

Sorry, sorry Shiloh.

"Speaking of which, what kind of job does Rye look for?

"Mm-hmm. I haven't decided in particular. What about Shiloh?"

"I don't know where I can get a whole lot of money anyway. Or the fact that I don't have a problem hanging it."

I see, emphasis on fruitfulness.

Well, as much as I hear about Shiloh's purpose earlier, you're convinced.

What about in my case?

Although there is no particular hope in terms of job title.

The problem is the hairstyle.

I definitely need my forehead and glasses to cover my green eyes.

Then the customer service business is unlikely to work.

The impression on the customer seems bad.

Difficult food and beverage relationship...?

I kinda hate it when a guy with extended forehead handles food.

When that happens, what...? Back job??

Is there anything I can do?

As I walked down the street thinking like that, fu, the sign on the alley caught my eye.

"Antiques, hey"

"Hmm? Was there a store you were worried about?

Shiloh, who noticed me stopping, similarly stopped and peered into the alley.

"Uh. Yeah. I'll take a look. What about Shiloh? Follow me?

"Mm-hmm. No, I won't hesitate. Wow. I don't know if things are good or bad."

After showing her a slightly troubled sleigh, Shiloh said so and walked down the street waving at me.

"See you tomorrow, Rye!

"Oh, tomorrow"

Break up with Shiloh and peek into the antiques store show window.

I am an antiques store, so I have all the obvious but good products.

But if they ask if the product is a good one.

"Somehow, there?

"I don't know, I wonder if you've been looking at people's stores."

"Ugh!?"

I turn reflexively to that word I hear right behind me.

"You were just watching from the street, right? What do you know about being a young man like you?"

Old woman with white berry short hair.

Wrinkles between eyebrows on eagle nose.

"I don't know what Atashi's face is. What are you looking at so much!!"

"Yes, no. Is this your shop?

"Then what!

There's no island to install!!

"No, you know. Recruiting employees, etc."

"I don't need it!! I can do it by myself!!"

There's nothing I can do. This.

My first impression was not good in the first place.

"So can I at least look inside the store?

With that said, the old woman in front of me looked at me about three times carefully, from my toe to the top of my head, and then hunched her nose and opened the door.

"If you break something in the store, I won't know."