Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Yukawa Maple was tired that day.

Son and daughter in rebellion.

"I'm supposed to leave you to the family," he said. A working human husband who doesn't pay attention to the family.

A young lady who doesn't do all the cleaning, laundry, meals and other fine chores she does every day.

I was suddenly greatly dissatisfied with them, which I could normally forgive with a broad heart.

"Sometimes I'll be luxurious too"

I left my aunt telling her I was going to buy Valentine's Day chocolate for my husband and she was on a train to Shinjuku's department store.

Of course, I was going to go for a 2,500-yen lunch course I saw in a magazine.

But did you notice the boulder about this one? The coffee shop lunch set in front of the local station cost six hundred and forty-eight yen.

Still, although I drank my coffee slowly.

And I ran into an accident when the destination, Shinjuku Station, was about enough away.

(What? Thanks!?)

"Geez, geez!?"

Maple desperately tried to stay calm.

I can't help but leave my children and my husband to die.

Even those children, working human husbands, are important to her.

If she takes her eyes off now, her eldest son will no longer study, and her oldest daughter may get grey.

I also understand that it is only with her that my husband can safely enter work.

So... that's why I'm not going to die in an accident like this!

(Please! Help!

"Abba! Abby!"

(Huh? What? This voice?)

It's just that big of an accident.

I thought there would be a large number of wounded.

Maybe some of them had babies.

But I felt like my voice, not someone else's.

Even the blood was clogged in my mouth, and my breathing was painful.

Maple is confusing.

I managed to spit out the bloody thing and get my breath ready.

But the shock of the accident cannot go hand in hand with maintaining mental equilibrium.

Besides, my stomach hurts (it hurt because I removed my umbilical cord).

I thought he was hurt badly.

(Calm down, me. Take a deep breath first)

Or so I fell asleep while I was thinking.

Her new mother worries and disturbs her daughter, who suddenly slows down and stops moving.

The husband, who came into the room after hearing the baby's voice, was a little more calm, and told his wife that he would confirm his breathing and forgive him.

She was named Grace.

A dozen years later.

Grace Mimlot, who managed to grow normally, is still farming today.

She was born Meatos, a village a little inland from Karlum, the capital of the Viscount of Penrides in the Kingdom of Lomberto.

I've been reincarnated for over a decade.

Too many years were enough to fade her memory from her to her son, daughter and husband.

It was only at the beginning of the reincarnation that I mourned and mourned the inexplicable situation, but I find it futile if I repeat it also four or five times.

Afterwards it also came with giving up and embracing new raw.

Sometimes I notice that I have a tail growing.

They look a lot like humans, but they're not even human anymore.

Grace accepted her death when she realized it.

Besides her house, there are only two other Tigerman (Tigerman) families in the village of Meatos.

One of those families was a family of civilians who had newly emigrated as village squire about ten years ago, with only their oldest son, who had been married a few years earlier.

The other family, like Grace, is a family of serfs, but this one has only a daughter, happy or unhappy, and they have both married Grace's brothers, or plan to marry them.

And now, Grace is only nineteen minutes away.

There are very few Tigermen in the village of Meatos while they are in the middle of their marriageable age.

It was a situation where there was not even a candidate in the same village.

Grace and her father have been seriously discussing her fate lately.

Her uncle and aunt were also sold to another village, where they were married.

It is clear that sooner or later she will follow a similar fate.

They have a single Tigerman serf in the neighboring village.

However, it was about time that the age was forty.

They're doing a diagnosis selling Grace to the man's owner.

Such a thing is something I certainly don't like as Grace, but nothing can be done to her.

There are not many examples where the will of the person is reflected in the marriage of slaves.

Now it also comes with giving up.

Such a winter night.

A terrible demon descended from the mountains into the people.

It is a horned bear who has failed to hibernate.

Normally, horndbears fail to hibernate first.

Because they can feed well before winter arrives because they are close to the most powerful organisms.

But this past year, a young hornbearer who happened to be devoured by another flowing hornbearer and failed to feed adequately failed to hibernate.

Horndbear raised a terrible growl and tragically murdered a family of hunters who lived outside the village.

The villagers, awakened by their roar in the middle of the night, greet the morning without a scratch.

Of course Grace woke up with me.

But the moment he heard a horrible growl and shook in fear just like his family, Grace remembered that there was.

And in no time, the fear that developed in her mind spreads.

She immediately activated her unique skill, [Tolerance (Insa) (Psychopathy) (Nitty Tolerance)].

The distance there to the source of the roar and the fact that the volume had been considerably reduced because of being in the house had lessened the degree of panic.

It was also fortunate for Grace that the families were frightened but had not gone by the time they were disturbed.

At the beginning of the reincarnation, Grace didn't even realize its existence about inherent skills, but a few years later she knew how to use them.

Activated by being aware of this skill when you feel great emotional relaxation such as fear, panic, anger, sadness, or joy, the spirit regains its equilibrium.

It is boring to use for happy events, so I used it every time something sad or shocking happened.

There is no level of skill in this skill, but now the level of convenience is equivalent to five.

I learned that all the hunters had been eaten and killed when I had a morning to forgive my family for coming to panic about my spirit.

But Horndbear, who knows what people taste like, will be raiding again in a while (two weeks, if it's short, the next day).

Lord Sir Bedette decided that the village's defense alone was inadequate, and decided to put out a request to Karlum's administration to expel him and hire an adventurer.

"Nobody gets the request, and only after three weeks will we send the Viscount Penride Knights," he contracted with me in the administration at Sir's request.

After a few days of fulfillment.

Luckily, there has not yet been a second Horned Bear raid.

One young man visited the village in such a fold.

The young man, who said he had been asked to mediate in Karlum's administration, looked disappointingly sturdy and possessed well-maintained weapons.

But Sir Bedette is dismayed that only one young man showed up with a crack.

He wanted six skilled adventurers.

Or you could have endured three weeks somehow and waited until the Knights were dispatched.

In particular, I didn't touch on the matter because I thought it might still come besides him.

Anyway, the village squires are almost forced to fall asleep, and since it is physically close to the limit, it is welcome for one person to gain more strength.

However, Sir Baudette, who confirmed the status of the young man, feels a slight glimmer of hope.

Young men with black eyes, like black hair, were under the authority of the Horseman over the use of magic.

Moreover, he was an episcopal in the prestigious Knights of the Counts of Falergers, who said he was quite strong in the Knights of the Township.

"Your Lordship. I know you're worried, but don't worry. Last summer, one of them hunted a hornbearer."

I was only serving the Count Falergers' house, and my language toward the nobility is polite.

"Whoa, I see that's a comforting word. Sometimes I just have to undertake alone!

That being said, there is no such thing as a proud man who can defeat Horndbear personally.

The Ser knew full well about it.

So I thought the young man in front of me said that he also co-defeated with other adventurers the horned bear he defeated last summer.

The man from the former knight's adventurer says he will be staying alone in the house where the hunters were tragically murdered from that evening to ambush them.

On the contrary, the helpers of the squire also shook that it was not necessary because there would only be more deaths.

Though Sir praised that only one person on the boulder was reckless, he said, "It's okay. Don't worry. More than that, I want you to keep people away from the surrounding houses until someone defeats Horndbear," he laughed.

And he began to bow his head down, lowering his back to each house, saying, "I'd like to be patient for a while now," to the people who would be kicked out of their homes for a few days and the people in the house they would rent.

When civilians and free people become knights, many behave so greatly.

But in the eyes of the villagers, he seemed unrelated to such a raw man.

And a young adventurer came to the Mimlot family, where Grace lives, accompanied by Sir's son.

The Mimlot family is located closest to the hunters' house.

That said, I was very close to eighty meters away.

Grace was absent at that time because she was out at the village squire's house with the tools she needed to take care of.

Sir's son said, "He's the adventurer who brought me the exorcism of Horndbear. He's a proud man who also has a Knight's reign," he introduces.

When the young martial artist who was introduced politely greeted him, he explained his general policy on exorcism by saying that he wanted to keep the villagers safe, in case, and that the radius of 200 m from the hunters' house was left unattended except himself.

The residents of the Mimlot family, who heard the explanation, look at each other.

Though it reassured them that it was easy to understand and explain the policy, I felt reckless to confront Horndbear alone.

That roar I heard four nights ago was such a horrible voice that my spine froze.

"I'm sorry. That's why I want Mr. Beaggs' house over there to be in trouble for a while from this evening."

A young samurai, dressed in well-maintained leather armor and with a long sword (long sword) lowered on his hips, bows his head.

A knight who is so polite to the family of slaves is also a stranger.

Tell him that his father understands on behalf of his family.

Of course, as a slave, the Mimlot family, I do not have the answer of no to the request of a knight who appeared with the Lord's son.

When the lord's son and the adventurer's young man quit the Mimlot family.

Grace just came back.

On borough, as a Tigerman's house, an unfamiliar young man came out of the house with a slight glitch from the smaller entrance and exit.

"Is that it? You......?

Grace accidentally leaks her voice after reviewing the face of a young martial artist who raised her head.

"Mm?"

Young martial artists also stare at Grace's face.

but quickly went elsewhere out of sight.

But that day was almost twilight.

There was a young samurai staring at the Mimlot family a little further away from moving with each blanket.

The young martial artist, who is expected by Grace and the others to have completed a brief moving task, approaches her quickly.

Her family stays away from the scene when they quickly turn a blind eye.

Everyone from the Beagus family who moved in also pulled into the house.

Of course, it's not about being afraid of young samurai.

More than that, it was the end of calling Grace "good luck".

Because the young warrior was a Tigerman.

Grace's parents wanted the young warriors to see Grace somehow.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?

A young samurai spoke to Grace with a soft waist.

"What is it? Knight."

Grace had some thoughts, but I was asked in Lagdarios (Common Language), so I answered in Lagdarios (Common Language).

Excuse me, are you Japanese?

The young martial artist laughs bitterly and now inquires in Japanese.

'Yeah. That's right. You were in that accident, too?

'That's right. Heh. You've got more reason than usual for this job.'

Says the young martial artist with a grin.

And change your expression a little bit.

'Excuse me, but can I see your status?

Granted, Grace offers the back of her right hand.

Copy that. If you want to, I think you can free him from being a slave, don't you? Yeah, I'm sorry, but you're probably the only one I can free. To the boulder for my family... the... '

It is a blue sky thunderbolt for Grace.

'Thank you. But thanks to me...'

You will not go to boulders for free.

She is a cheap serf as a slave but Tigerman is robust, so she falls into a relatively expensive category among the serfs as do the Lions (Lios).

'Yeah. But this time the commission is three million Z. All this evening, no, at least if they cata it before the other adventurers arrive, I'll have it all. I'll tell him I want to take you instead of asking for a fee. Three million will buy you away, and if you don't have to pay cash, the Ser will negotiate with the squire of your owner. "

Young martial artists carry on their words against Grace just surprised without knowing what to say back.

'I hope you'll pay me back for what you owe me. But you're a free man to liberate... you're in a little trouble.'

A young martial artist with a slightly bad-looking face.

"What is it?

"If you're a free citizen, you can't leave this territory."

I knew that too, Grace. Though I didn't remember until you told me.

'... it's a very gratifying story that you can free yourself from slavery. Thank you for your happy suggestion. But here's a suggestion for a corner, let me say no. Even if I could be a free citizen, I wouldn't make money with no job in my hands. So I also think paying head taxes will soon be annoying'

The young martial artist who hears Grace's words looks just a little surprised.

'He said he didn't have a job in his hand... excuse me. What was your position before?

Grace told him that she was a housewife.

'Then I'll be fine. I don't think there's a problem. You can also do it in a fixer. Many things are missing, such as seasonings and accustomed ingredients, but if you can normally make a meal, you can make it immediately, such as new menus and other selling items…'

He says if we go to a little bigger city, we'll get much better ingredients than this village of Meatos. With a little ingenuity, he thought he could cook dishes that even the Aus nobles had never eaten.

"But..."

Young martial artists smile gently at Grace, who shy away.

"... it may take a little while, but I don't know."

Next to the Wang capital, they have a Japanese acquaintance in Balduk, famous as a labyrinth city.

The Japanese acted as dangerous adventurers who used their fellow Japanese and combat slaves to challenge the labyrinth, and their names were well known in the world.

He also runs the Chamber of Commerce there and does a good job of doing business.

Naturally, I also have a lot of money.

He told me that if I contacted the man and told him what was going on, he would do something about it.

Grace feels hope when she hears that.

However, the expression of the young samurai does not seem to float.

Asking him why, the young martial artist seemed to owe the man some sort of debt.

Grace still tries to turn down the offer, thinking he can't let the benefactor young martial artist bear such a burden.

As for Grace, he spent nearly twenty more years as a serf in the oath and was used to giving up.

I even thought I should thank you for letting me dream for a moment.

The young martial artist who saw Grace like that spoke of another proposal with a subtle look on his face.

'There is no other way.... What I'm about to say will be quite rude to you who were Japanese, but please don't be angry. There is a way of freeing you as soon as I buy you and marrying me on the spot. I'm a civilian, so you can be a civilian with it. Of course, I promise to get a divorce soon because I'm on my own during training. It would be a really rude way to say it, but I don't know you very well. I'm not even seriously going to be married to you. "

When I hear that, Grace accidentally erupts.

'You say funny things. Of course I'm not angry, and I'd rather thank you for worrying so much about me. Thank you. But what do I owe you?

Young martial artists get a slightly more serious look.

'Naturally, there is no financial gain. There will be no social gain either. But virtue can accumulate.'

This response was surprising to Grace as well.

Gain virtue?

'Did I tell you? I'm in training right now. If you didn't thank me for anything in the future, I don't care. Of course, I'm human, too. It wouldn't be funny, and I might be angry that you believed me but you betrayed me.... or maybe I can stand. But in the end, it's just a story that hurts my feelings, and that gives you the result that you've been freed from slavery. If only a little money and my emotions could get that result, I think it would be fine.'

Will that mean accumulating virtue?

Grace thinks so, but only understood that this man wasn't trying to fool her.

Even she didn't like being a slave.

'... it's a divorce premise. But I've never heard of a proposal like this before'

The young martial artist grins lightly as he scratches his cheeks.

'I'll thank you as much as I can. Please rescue me. "

Two days later he comes again to hear Horndbear roar and the young warrior jumps out of the house where he was lurking with his spear.

The death fight lasted for dozens of years.

The squire rushing to cover him lost his exhausting hips due to the horn of Horndbear, and he came to panic and was useless.

Strangely enough, Fio is not affected by the roar or any other fine dust, but is precisely distancing himself and poking his spear in.

The Serfs and villagers view the fields hundreds of meters away from each other and from the safety zone.

The last time I stuck a thoughtful spear in it, I cheered.

"That's the best twin in in the country."

"The boulder is an adventurer brought to the hall!

I praise him for saying appropriate things to my mouth.

Anyway, Sir Bedette's predictions would have been betrayed in a good way.

"Sir. Horndbear has been exterminated."

A bloody young martial artist reports to the Ser, although he has magically healed the wound he sustained on his arm.

"Uhm, it was brilliant! That's a big deal! What do you say? Why don't you serve me? If it were, it would be worthy of the interest of a new squire."

He was a sergeant who solicited young samurai, but if he was solicited, he politely refuses to do so, saying that he is still in training.

"But I have one favor to ask you"

The young martial artist asked his daughter-in-law to have the daughter of a village serf.

Instead, I say I don't need the asking fee of 3 million Z.

The Below Sir villagers who heard it were astonished and many rejoiced.

"Status open... now you are a civilian. You can go anywhere in the country."

Grace and the young martial artist were given a marriage ritual at the shrine in Karlum, the capital of Viscount Penride.

Now Grace's name went from familiar Grace Mimlot to Grace Heroscol.

"Thank you. This royal grace..."

Getting married and getting a divorce on the spot is not a very well-behaved act.

At least for a day or two, I was thinking of putting aside time and then going to the shrine again.

"Yeah. I need the money too, so it would help if you would give it back someday. And..."

Grace stops Fio's hand in trying to give him the money he would need as a living and travel expense for the time to come.

"I know. If you gave me that money, you wouldn't have 100,000 Zs left, would you?

"Mm-hmm. That's... that's true... but I can make money soon, so don't worry."

"I want to follow Mr. Heroskol, too. I promise not to interrupt my training."

"But... I've told you many times, I know Balduk. If you visit a Puppet named Alain Gried (Hume) or a guy named Rottrick Falergers, it can't always be bad."

Grace has heard the story many times before.

As for her, I didn't think she deserved to rely on guys who didn't know anyone anywhere like she'd never even seen her face like that.

I even thought there could be no one more to rely on than the brave ones who would defeat that horrible horned bear by themselves.

But Fio said, "It's not like I was heartless about money to free you, or rather, because I introduced you to the Japanese, so it's my loan. He keeps refusing to accompany Grace when he follows me in the first place…".

Fio continued to persuade Grace throughout the entire day's itinerary on military horses from Meatos village to Karlum.

As for Grace, I have no choice but to appeal to the last resort.

"I'm your wife, right? I'm not going to divorce you."

"What!?"

Although divorce is free for those who are not aristocrats, we cannot have divorce carried out without all of us going to the shrine unless we die.

Of course, nothing in particular changes Fio's own status.

But at the next marriage, I'll be struck by lightning if I don't honestly declare I'm the second wife.

Grace can't get a new marriage as long as she has the status of First Lady of the Heroscol family in Grace.

As for Fio himself, there is nothing negative about him because he is not willing to marry properly for the time being.

But Grace would be a problem.

Even after a divorce, the fact that a change of name was made under some circumstances remains a status.

"You're dumping my wife?

"What!? Oh no...!

"You need to take me on a journey, right?

"No, that's the problem..."

"We're married!

"No, that's because I'm getting a divorce"

"You were the first one to say you were getting married, weren't you?

"What!? That's right, but! We're not talking about this!

"... sorry. I know you're saying you can't. But just let me stay with you for a while."

"Mm... anyway, if that's all because I was going to go to the city of Belondo in the north..."

The city of Bellondo has a population of about five thousand, with multiple streets connected.

It's not as big as Karlum is now, but it's also a transportation hub, so caravan escorts have more options than Karlum to choose from.

There are shrines, of course.

He even accepts divorce.

It's a passage even if you're going to Balduk.

Fio had something really sweet about women.