Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

On the due date set for the Marquis de Grand, we knocked on the gates of the mansion where the Marquis lived.

By the way, the knights who were accompanying them left to take the bandits home. But Elsa is not the only one who will accompany us as our escort.

"Dear Lord Lion and his line, welcome to the Marquis Grand. My name is Joseph, and I am the deacon of the Gramps."

The butler who picked us up on the doorstep led us straight to the salon. By the way, Elsa the escort has to wait in a separate room.

"My husband will be arriving shortly, please wait just a moment for his seat"

I was told to sit in the middle of the lower seat. Claire hey and Sophia sat next to each other. But Alice and Tina remain standing for some reason.

"May I help you, ladies?"

"Uh..."

Hmm? Why are you two looking at me... and right?

"Mr. Joseph, those two are civilians, what can I do?

"Civilians?

Joseph opens his eyes to surprise.

"I brought you here for a bit of a reason, couldn't I?

"- Excuse me. If you were with Master Lion, there would be no problem. Please take your seats."

When they hear that, they take their seats as if relieved. Shortly afterwards, tea treats were brought by maids.

"Now, I'm going to call my husband, so please relax until then."

Joseph said so with all due respect. I left the room.

I mean, relax until my husband gets here, because he won't be able to relax when he gets here. Does it include a meaning like that? No, is that just too much to think about?

But, well, there's no trouble being too vigilant.

What a thought. Drinking tea, he was slapped on the shoulder. I wonder what it is, and I see Claire next door, but Claire, hey, she doesn't notice me and she's mouthing tea.

... Is that it? Claire, isn't that right? Then who... is he still being slapped? But I haven't touched anyone on my shoulder... What is this, a ghost?

I thought, Claire, over there. Alice was looking at this one. And Alice like that, she's slapping herself on the shoulder.

... Oh, I was surprised to share your senses. I feel like it's been a long time since I've used it outside of spiritual magic practice.

"What can I do for you?

Claire, hey, when I asked over there, the answer came back whispering that someone wanted to know what was going on in this room. Looks like I noticed it with the benefit of sign perception... who is it?

"Probably not the Marquis Gramp. Because observing them beforehand is the usual means."

- That's what Claire said.

I see. I knew you were the one who didn't seem to go with a glimmer of string.

But on the contrary, it can also be said to be the person who makes sense. Patrick really didn't feel like he could speak.

If you think about it, it might be easier to do it in a way. How nice to wait long enough. Marquis Gramp showed up before us.

Former Claire. Hey, fiancée. I was wondering what the hell kind of man he was, but he was more decent than I thought. Rather, it wraps up a bit of a sinister uncle vibe.

Either way, we got up and picked him up.

"Looks like you made me wait. I'm Crain, the Grand Master."

"I'll catch your eye first, Marquis Gramp. My name is Lyon Granchez, the head of the Granchez family."

"You don't have to do that. Talk to me like you normally do."

"… then let me do so, Marquis Gramp"

Just because there is no such thing as a mouth, I will switch to polite language.

"We're out of time, Marquis Gramp."

"Oh, Miss Claire, long time no see. Before we saw each other for a while, was it ever more polished by beauty?

"You still have a good mouth."

... I don't know, this back feels itchy. Claire, it's so uncomfortable for you to talk like a lady.

If you keep watching, you'll get used to it.

"So, Lion, who are your ladies?"

"Excuse me. First of all, this is Sophia, who became my sister-in-law."

It's Sophia Granchez.

Upon my introduction, Sophia bent her knee by picking the hem of the dress she had dressed for today.

"When it comes to Sophia, is Patrick your obsessive daughter?

"Yeah, Sophia was born in the Spiel family."

"I see, it's adorable indeed. Patrick is obsessed with the idea that he can snort."

No, don't convince me. Patrick's sixteen this year, and Sophia's nine. I thought... but Marquis Gramp was thirty-one and his ex-fiancée Claire hey was thirteen.

Next up, I'm Aristia, who works for the school I run.

"First call, Marquis Gramp."

Alice picks the hem of her teardrop skirt and lets her bow in pity. All the time, Alice is dressed as a girl who seems to be in a Japanese city.

Claire Hey or Alice older than Sophia smells the charm of the adults who started blooming...... Marquis Gramp has no particular reaction.

"Ho, I heard your school is a lot more advanced in technology... I see the elves were involved" I'm usually impressed.

You're not interested because of the different races? Or...... no way! Are you going to say that the appearance of sixteen or seven years old is out of range - eh.

... No, let's not. I'm too afraid to pursue something.

In other words, if I combine the number of years I've lived, it's likely that I'll be thirty-one years old... no, maybe thirty-eight years old.

...... yeah. Let's not talk about age. Something's going to boomerang and return.

"Finally, she's Tina. I brought you here as a representative of our students"

"Oh, first thing you see, Marquis Gramp"

With a slightly nervous face, Tina picks a uniform skirt.... is too tempered for whatever it takes. Even a short skirt hem. What do you do with it?

That's not exactly what it looks like, but it's like some kind of shame play.

"Oh, I heard all you're collecting are village daughters, but this is not quite... thank you"

It's not a trick. This old man is really the Marquis of the doer, isn't he? It's not just a lollicon, is it? Hey!?

"Well, is that everyone's introduction? I'll ask you later why you brought those guys...... hey Lion. He gave me some licking mane to our branch for a long time. Right?

- Eh. The atmosphere of the Marquis Gramp suddenly changed. If I were you a few years ago, I would definitely be trembling.

No way. Did that Loricon-like behavior just now act to keep me off guard?... No, I feel like it's just land.

"Huh, don't you cower if I stare at you? That's a pretty interesting kid. I heard you can stand for Miss Claire because she doesn't rely on you?

"I'm still immature. All we can do is excel in the people around us."

"Hang on. That's all your mouth goes around. Say it well. But...... well good. Stand up and talk. Sit down first."

Marquis Gramp takes his seat somehow. Then we sat back in the chair.

"Now, Lion. Let me say it again because it's important. What are you going to do? Why did you put mud on our family name?

"Before you answer that question, as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hear what the hell Patrick did with the report."

"Hmm. Right...... good. I have Patrick's letter for you, so let me show you."

Shortly after Marquis Gramp said so, the butler who earlier named Joseph appeared out of nowhere and handed me the parchment.

Briefly summarizing its contents, Patrick wanted to go to the same school as Sophia, and apparently let the Granchez owner bow his head and enroll him.

But after being discriminated against without saying in school, and being subjected to violence for the good that this one can't help, he was told to leave school and scratched with shame.

After reading that I returned the parchment to Joseph and turned back to the Marquis of Gramp.

"Apparently, you're just another guy with the same name as Patrick I know. Didn't this written Patrick go to another school somewhere?

"Well, that's the answer I expected."

Marquis Gramp laughs with his nose as if it's not funny.

"... you know the contents of the written statement are not true?

"Because he's a spoiled, raised idiot. Some footprints are in the expected range."

I mean, there's not a single truth to it.

... but Marquis Gramp's reaction is a little unexpected. I believe in Patrick's opinion. Or I thought you were threatening us because you understood it was a lie.

"So, what was Patrick like coming to your school? You've been on board asking me to give you the lady there, haven't you?

"Yeah. I put a toy on me and school. I'll give it to you. Is he the kind of guy who beats Tina for denying it, gets spooked by angry me, wraps his tail around him, and runs away?"

"... that's the fact?

"It's only about Patrick I know. I can't tell you anything because I don't know Patrick in that letter."

"Mmmm..."

"Oh yeah. It doesn't matter, but it's like someone's been spreading some deliberate bad rumors in our territory lately."

"The fact that bad rumors were circulating in your territory is under investigation. But are you gonna tell me that's Patrick's fault? No matter how stupid he is, he shouldn't be that stupid."

"It's similar to what Patrick put on me, isn't it? And then I caught a couple of people spreading rumors and fanning them and interrogating them, and their employers look terribly like Patrick. Of course, it's possible they're lying."

…………………

Oh, was it just unexpected that Patrick was doing that? Marquis Gramp shut up with a sinister face.