Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

The day after I revealed to Liz about my memories of my previous life. I was visiting the office. To report to Claire about Liz's year-round concert and her work report.

Claire Hey was sitting on the other side of the system desk, in a leather chair. A platinum blonde more than silver is brilliant in the light of the day slipping through the window.

I'm such a Claire. Ahead of your gaze. Sit back on the sofa for visitors and continue to report on chores.

"And well, that's why..."

"Yeah, when do we get engaged?

"... I shouldn't have talked about that at all?

I thought you were listening to me properly, Giroli. Claire. Hey, I was joking. I laughed.

"I've been listening to my brother. So, how was the workshop the other day?

"I've got it figured out... maybe it's time to spare you"

I'm talking about a course for Mullet School teachers.

At first, it was definitely a workshop to teach the teachers. The teachers have become more knowledgeable lately, and more and more questions are being asked that I cannot give clear answers to.

"Is that a duplex bookkeeper? That was groundbreaking. Tina was making a scene, right?

"... To be honest, I can only teach you to touch."

They talked me into whether there was a better way to keep a book, so they have a thing called duplex bookkeeping. I don't know much about it - and as a result of some interaction.

'Hehe, you record the deal from two sides. Then you can grasp the overall assets as well as the visible income and expenditure, which is amazing!

And I was impressed... but to be honest, I'm not sure.

No, because? I originally just gathered all this knowledge to lie about how happy I was living my life with Saya. I didn't gather knowledge to run the territory.

It's unexpected that you'll need a bookkeeper just like that.

"I think Tina's too good for that explanation."

"That kid's working a little too hard, too, isn't he? If you leave me alone, I'll clean up all my work instead."

"That's... Claire, isn't that too much to do? Tina was worried. Whatever it is, I'm worried I'm gonna do it alone."

"Haha. With."

"That's not funny. Just stop getting sick or something."

Me and Alice's parents in their previous lives are sick and dead. So I got a slight tone... Claire Hey smiled I'd be happy to notice somewhere.

I know you're about to be worried, but I'm a little worried that you really know. With all due regard, I will proceed with the report of the workshop.

Not so much so, and the door was knocked to anticipate when the story was over. That's how Tina came into the room with tea treats on her tray.

I decided to take a breather because it was just fine.

"Dear Claire, this is a new cookie. Try it if you like. Master Lion, please."

Tina lines up cookies and tea in front of the system desk where Claire is and at my current table.

"Oh, Tina. Honestly, can I just say I've been baking for my brother?

"Chichi, it's different! Isn't it usual that I'm baking cookies!

"Right. But that's for when your brother arrives, right?

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

I adore Tina, who turns bright red - but I have trouble reacting when she says it like that in a situation like this. I dared to pretend I hadn't noticed and reach for the cookies placed on my desk.

"... oh. These cookies are delicious. You raised your arm more than before, didn't you?

"Oh, thank you. I'll take my seat off, so take your time."

Quickly, Tina withdrew. I saw that, Claire. She's looking at me.

I know what you're trying to say somehow... but let's not touch it because it's going to be a snake.

"Than that, Claire. Hey, actually, I need to talk to you."

"I thought so."

"... you thought?

"Because when your brother comes to the office, it's not usually time for some business. If you come in, say, 'Tell me, Claire, hey! Said something."

... Speaking of which, I did that too.

If you ask me, I always feel like I'm bringing in some kind of problem when I come here.

"I'm sorry. Could it have offended you?

I thought you might usually leave me alone and say I suck at relying only on you when I'm in trouble - or something, Claire. I smiled softly that I didn't care.

"When I say that, I'm not left to look after my brother either. Don't worry about it, tell me what you need to do."

"Claire, if that's what you say, let's sweeten it to your words. Actually..."

I have one thing in mind. At a festival early in the year in Liselheim, Liz and the others told him they wanted to play live.

"Oh, the transport thing, huh? Yeah...... I think it would be fine if you gave me the dates in advance. You want me to tell Acorn?

"... I feel bad when you get that far"

"I'm saying I'm good. As far as I'm concerned, I'm glad my brother counted on you, right?

"Ugh. Claire, if that's what you say..."

If it's too sweet, it's going to be a no man, but I don't know the logistics of the city of Mullet. If I asked Akane for a favor, it would be a hassle twice.

So I decided to be sweet this time around.

"What if I told you to replace it, but would you like to talk to me about one thing?

"Hmm? Of course I don't mind... what?

"An iron mine was found in a certain territory."

"Well, that's good."

Until now, there was no iron production technology, and iron ore had been left unattended. There is a sudden spread of iron making technology, so there is a shortage of iron ore.

"That's... I hear the ground is brittle. I think I just dug a little bit and had a collapse. So, they talked me out of it... what do you think?

"I don't care what they say... how did you get so far?

"How about... let the criminal slaves have the tuluhashi and dig in there - like?

"Wow..."

I held my head by accident.

Well...... I tend to forget that I live in the city of Mullet, originally about the early Middle Ages. It's a time for civilians to live in a house like a pile of stones.

"Until now, I'm glad it wasn't indispensable for criminal slavery. We're getting better security these days, so we're running out of slaves."

"I see..."

Instead of putting felons to death in this country, they tie them up in contracts and use them until they die.

Until now, there has also been famine and security has deteriorated. It was crushed because there were so many criminal slaves, but lately it would mean that the country has become richer and fewer criminals.

Or so. No matter how many felons, use like consumables is resistant. I guess that's what I thought on my face. Claire, hey. "It's okay," she opened her mouth.

"I understand how your brother feels. I also had a plan to import criminal slaves from neighboring countries. I refused to say that because my brother doesn't seem to like it."

"That's... I really don't like it"

Neighbouring countries are countries on a continent that looks slightly beyond the sea. The ship isn't developed, so there's not that much interaction.

Conversely, there is no lack of interaction at all. The products we produce in our Home Affairs Cheats are treated as luxury goods, so we can get cheap products from our neighbors. If you ignore ethics, you will also be able to buy slaves cheaply and in large quantities.

... I don't like it though.

"That's why I want to do something to make it safer."

"Hmm... I mean, we just need to be able to dig the pit safely, right?

"Yes. If you have any good ideas, please. Thank you, my sister. Whatever, I'll listen to you."

"Okay. Then... should we report the measures?

"You ignored me so much...... nothing good though.... That's right. I don't mind a report, but if I could, would you mind going on an inspection?

"Inspection......?

The moment I was asked, I was a little surprised.

Sometimes I move myself to protect someone, like when Mr. Crain or His Royal Highness Alberto, but basically I try not to stand out.

That's because Claire's wish was to do something on her own.

It's Claire's job to take the table stage. I don't think I would have been asked to inspect another territory because I always support them from the back.

"No, maybe?

"I don't care... where is the mine?

"Relic family territory."

"... the Relic family?

It must have been the Viscount's house. I've been studying other nobles lately, so I know about their names... Claire. Hey, he's got some kind of pranky grin.

So when I asked what was wrong with the Relic family, I was stunned.

"When I say Viscount Relic's, it's not Trevor's home"

"Oh... he was the son of the Viscount"

"Yes, the second son of the Viscount family. Or how do you not know? We were friends, weren't we?

"No, well, yes... because he insisted he was just Trevor until the end. I didn't ask you about the house, either."

By the way, I'm noble too - that's why I found out who owns the Granchez family too, but until the end of the day I treated them as normal classmates...... no, I treated them as friends.

"Right, Trevor's home. I took care of Liz, and it's just the right way to repay her."

"Right? That's what I thought, I brought you a story. Because of that, you should take Sophia with you and go see her."

"... get Sophia? But Sophia went to Elise's place and stuffed it, right?

"I've heard from you that you'll be back by the end of the day, so maybe you're already in the mansion by now?

"... I see. I thought it was too much of a coincidence, but do you mean that? You mean, because of that, maybe...?

Couscous laughed at me when I looked at my complexion with the meaning that you knew I confessed to Sophia.

"Sophia's been wearing it lately. Hair decoration, my brother gave it to you, didn't he?

"Oh well. So..."

I kept trying to tell you they guessed.

"That hair decoration, you got Alice Brand made to order via Acorn, right? Sophia, you're loved."

"... how do you even know that? I thought you stopped talking to Akane."

Well, Claire, hey, it's no trouble finding out. So I don't think Acorn will talk lightly about what he stopped talking about.

"Huh. I know what happened in Mullet City, don't I?

"Yes, I can."

I'm scared of what I can't deny if that's impossible. In retrospect, Claire used to grasp what we were talking about at the clothes store.

"You gave me hair decorations in the cathedral on the Grand Prix, and then you confessed."

"So how do you know... you're not letting a spy go to the city of Vesta, are you?

"I'm letting the detective go, but it's just a prediction, right?

"... your predictions are too accurate. Or are you just letting it go?"

"We're just gathering all kinds of information, that's what we're all doing, right?

"Well, I guess so..."

No, well, nothing. I don't care about coverts.

More than that, the problem is that Claire knows about her relationship with Sophia. I was going to talk about any of this... but it's unexpected to be known in this way.

It's awkward because I haven't responded yet, despite being the first to confess.

"You know, Claire."

"It's okay, I know."

"... really?

"Yeah. My brother loves me, too, doesn't he?

"I didn't say that!?

"But you think, don't you?

"Gu..."

Sure, I do. Now I can safely say I'm attracted to Claire.

But, Claire, hey, he's a sister-in-law with blood.

It is possible that the child will become sick or weak. I might repeat the sorrow I felt when I lost my parents in my previous life, in the form of losing my children.

I go out with you because I like you - it can't be easy.

I'm lost that way, so I'm having trouble being asked about that right now - I can't believe I thought, Claire, who was sitting in the seat across the street. Hey, I got up.

And somewhere around the desk with a pranky smile. Sit back on the couch where I sit.

"... why did you sit next to me?

"Of course it is - to do this."

I get pushed on the pong and both shoulders. I resisted reflexively.

- Shortly afterwards, the arms that were on my shoulders stretched out with a sledge and tangled around my neck. When I thought about it, Claire, she was hugging me in the chest.

"... Claire, hey, you got breasts on you?

"Are you kidding me? Excuse me, you're not that small."

No, well... I'm sure he's wrapped up in a rich chest, but I don't think that's the problem with saying that.

I won't hesitate like that because Alice is immune... but it feels soft on the sweet smell. I just can't stay calm for long, so I want you to give me a break.

"Hey, brother. Do I like the smell of my brother?

To prove the word, Claire. Hey, he shoved his face in the back of my head and breathed in. I want you to stop because it's so embarrassing.

That's what you think, Claire. Hey, "Where's my brother?" and set up a chase,

"My brother doesn't like the smell of me?

"No, that's..."

"Hate it, is it?

"No, well, I don't hate it. Claire, you smell good."

"Phew, good for you"

Claire, hey, when she zeroed her very happy voice, she untied me. I wake up a little confused and look at Claire hey's face.

"What the hell. What was so good about it?

"You know, Alice was saying. Because people judge the compatibility of the HLA gene by its sense of smell, it goes well with the person who feels it smells good."

"Oh, you mean the love gene"

It's just... it must have been about the gene that directs immunity.

They say they are attracted to someone with genetic information that is different from their own so that a child is born with resistance to various diseases. So it's called the romantic gene.

By the way, I have a theory that I smell family body odor or something because I have similar immune information to myself... so to speak, I don't hate Claire hey body odor.

Instead, I remember thinking that whenever I was hugged, it smelled good.

"I mean, are you trying to tell me that it's compatible with me and Claire Hey's genes?

"Yes, it's just compatible."

"No, no, we're sisters and brothers, aren't we?

"For Alice to say. They take over the genes half way from their parents, so some combinations could make the best match for each other, right?

"I see..."

The odds are low because we have strengths and weaknesses... but we are sisters and brothers with bellies. It would be likely enough.

In other words, if that reasoning is correct...... it is unlikely that the child will be sick or weak. Me and Claire. There's no medical problem - maybe.

"So, yeah. I think you should attack your sister, just like your brother wanted."

"No, no, no, I won't attack you!?

"... yes, is it?

"No, even if they seem so heartfelt strange. I'm not without such a temper."

"But you're interested in your sister, aren't you?

"I'm not saying there isn't, but suddenly we attack and what do we do? It's not until I confess."

"Right. I'll be expecting you."

"Oops.... Oops?

I couldn't ask what. Because when I hear it, I know the answer will come back that it's up to me to confess. I feel subtly guided by something.

"It's okay. I won't rush you."

"... Claire. Hey?

"I told you, I know how your brother feels. I'll be waiting for you, believe me, one day when you're ready for your brother, come pick me up."

"... Claire Hey. I'm gonna pick you up. What, I live in the same mansion?

"We're not saying that's the problem, are we?

- They twisted my cheek.

But... right. You can't keep Claire waiting forever. If I can sort out some more feelings, I'll go through the steps right then and tell Claire what I think.

So just wait a little longer until then - and I squeaked in my heart.