The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

As I waited nervously, Ms. Argent put the paper out of her pocket in front of me.

"Check the terms first."

... suddenly I look at the paper, thinking it's sudden.

What you see there is my terms of employment. [M]

Conditions... honestly, I don't know. Anyway, I don't really know the value of the money. I don't really know if you say, "1,000 gold coins a year."

I just don't get it.

First of all, when I sign up with the Argent family, they'll give me a splendid home in Argent territory.

Then, it seems to be found in the work of painting in Argent territory and King's City.

And above all, you can name the painter of the Argent family.

... I don't know what to do. I don't have any trouble with money, I can draw a house, I don't want that much work, and I wish I could name myself the painter of the Red Gard family...

"What do you think? Under these conditions."

"Um...."

I don't care if they tell me what to do. I wonder why. What am I in trouble with? How do I refuse? Do I have to stop being a redgard painter? Because they're arranging things that aren't particularly necessary? Because you're not interested in the Argents?

... interested.

Yeah, that's it. I'm in trouble because I don't know what I'm interested in. [M]

"Um, why are you telling me this?

I'm in trouble because I don't know why Argent was interested in me.

"... why?

Argent looked a little surprised. It's as if you didn't expect me to hear that.

"Hmm. I hear interesting things from inside."

Isn't it interesting?... don't you care about other people? Isn't it common for people to be more concerned about 'why' than 'under what conditions'?

... but if you think about it carefully, do you know why? I'm a painter. I mean, they're calling me because they liked my paintings. I'm sure of that.

No, I still care. I'm really curious about what you like about my paintings, and what kind of paintings you like. I want to hear it very much.... isn't that a shallow idea?

Argent laughed hard as I waited for Argent's words.

"Oh, it's easy. It's the way to keep what's going to grow in your hand."

When I'm listening to Argent with a frustrating grin, he says to reassure me with a smile.

"Don't worry. I promise to treat you as a talented person no matter how young you are. I will pay you the same salary as any other painter and treat you as an Argent painter."

However, I know that the tone and tone of voice are trying to reassure me, but I can't reassure you at all.

"Then you will become an Argent painter. Your request from the royal castle will come in handy. Well, it depends then, but you may also be able to manipulate the royal castle. Maybe your painting will be decorated in the royal castle."

The story goes on and on, but I still don't understand it well. I know what words mean, but can't you keep up? Don't you understand? Um... hey, I feel like I've been lifted up and put up so high that I can't get off myself.

"And people from all over the world look at your paintings and praise them as famous paintings.... don't you want to seize that future?

"Um...."

"Nothing, you don't have to stand in Red Gard's way. I'll make it up to you. You may choose to live in our territory from today. I will prepare your mansion immediately."

... yeah, no. If you leave this alone, it will be carried to a higher and higher place.

"Um, how was my picture?"

Is it because it was sudden? Mr Argent is very careful. But this is very important to me.

"You saw my picture, right?"

I want to know what this man thought and called me. [M]

I want to know what you thought of my painting more than I did. [M]

... I want to know how this person liked my paintings.

That's what I heard.

Then Argent thought for a moment... and then said.

"That's right. Of course. After being introduced to your paintings, I thought I could do this. A little out of fashion, but fashion creates it. I don't care to what extent it's the power of the pigeon."

"... I don't know if I can cum."

"I guess I felt you were a worthy seller."

... mmm.

Somehow... somehow, I can't really talk to you...

"That's why. Are you convinced?

As expected, the explanation is complete. Argent cut the story there.

What should I do? I wonder if the part I wanted to hear the most has been successfully evaded. This is about me, not my painting, so I wanted to hear about my painting, if possible...

"It would be a shame to have you buried in the Redgards. I know you have a stepsister, but come and succeed for yourself and for the Redgard family that raised you so far."

... even if you laugh at me like that, I'm in trouble.

What should I do? I've been in trouble. [M] There are a lot of things I don't know, and I'm sure something is going wrong, but I know they don't care about that...

... and maybe I'm not convinced that the other person doesn't care.

"Um, I'm sorry. Let me say no to this story."

That's why I have to answer.

"....."

Argent was pounding.

You didn't think I'd say no. I look like that.

"Um... well, it's kind of a heavy story for me."

So I managed to make a reason for that. [M]

I mean, I don't know what to say. I can't help but feel that something is going wrong, so I refuse, I don't think I can say, right?

"Hmm... I don't think you should worry about not having experience. If you say that, you'll never be able to do anything, will you?

Hmm... yes, of course. But I can't make other reasons well. How can I say no to this guy?

The trouble came back first. In the first place, when the letter arrived, I was thinking, "How can I refuse?" I thought it would change if I actually met and listened to the story, but it didn't change!

No, I don't think I was wrong to listen to you. Just to ask, it was no good, and I wasn't wrong to hear the story itself, but...

"Sorry, Argent."

If I was worried, I would be next to Ms. Argent with a smile like Claire was in trouble.

"Corgo Uesora is still young and inexperienced on this street. That's why you can't keep up with your thoughts and feelings. Anyway, this is the first big story like this.... no, neither do we. I mean, no one would think that Argent's house would suddenly come to talk to you?

Crowe said that and stared at Argent. Argent then looks at Claire and looks like, "Well, I don't feel bad."... somehow, but I think Mr. Crowe is using a little charming magic. Probably.

"Could you give me a moment? He needs time to think. On top of that, we'll talk about whether he can withstand the pressure..."

Crowe stares at Argent again. Now it's a little stronger.

Then... Argent's eyes felt a little blurry.

"Are you... your secretary?

And Argent stepped out a little bit like he was interested in Claire.

"Yes, I'm looking after him and imitating my secretary."

"Hmm. Looks like my head is spinning inside. And above all, beautiful. Very well. When you come to Argent's house, come with me."

"Oh, what a waste of words. I can't believe you said that to Argent."

That's what Claire said and laughed, and Argent laughed like she was in a good mood.

"Hmm... well, that can't be helped. Think slowly."

... ah, good. In the meantime, a temporary withdrawal was allowed. That's good.

If we can retreat temporarily, we should leave now. We left the reception room so as not to be rude...

"But I won't change my mind. It would be too bad to have you buried in the Red Gard house. [M] I would like you to play your part as my host. [M] That's what he thinks."

As she left, Argent smiled and said so.

"I talk to the Redgards from the chest. You have nothing to worry about. [M] Please, come to my house. I can only say that this is the condition, but I look forward to a good reply."

So we managed to get back to the inn.

Back, Laocles kept an eye out for the windows, the hallways, the next room, and Claire checked into the room... and finally, we lost our posture with a sigh.

"... I'm tired"

"I see. Hah, somehow, you're really tired."

Claire shakes her head as she undresses her hair. There are traces of long blonde hair, fluffy and round, kind of beautiful.

... while gazing at Mr. Crowe's hair, Laocles started taking off his armor next to him. Yeah, he looks tired, too. That's right. It's armored and heavy. Mm-hmm.

And above all, I'm tired. I wonder, it's so... heavy. I'm kind of nervous, I don't know, I feel like I can't help it, and I'm really tired. I went back to the inn like this and sat tight by myself, feeling like, "Oh, I'm tired."

"Um, I want to say no to this story."

That's why I came to an early conclusion. [M] Yeah, the conclusion hasn't changed since the beginning. This fatigue added to it, and it was firmly decided in my chest to refuse to talk. No, this one.

I guess so.

Laocles also sat next to me after taking off his armor with an unusual tired face. [M]

"... Argent called it an 'opportunity', but you're not for sale. You can say no."

Ah, yes. I think so.

Maybe I was caught at that point. [M] This is not an "opportunity" or anything to me. I may be talking about whether that person will buy me or not, but... I don't want to be bought.

"Absolutely, a dying jijijii who is drunk in that kind of place is the worst in nature. It's a waste of power and money. Hah, absolutely....."

Crowe is also uncommon and has a bad mouth. But the poisoning Crowe is also lovely. Crowe poisons tired Laocles. I want to draw. Let's draw. Quickly, I put out my sketchbook and started drawing. [M]

"Eh, are you drawing now?

"Yes, because I want to paint..."

I can talk while drawing, but neither the poisoning Crowe nor the tired Laocles can be seen that way, so I have to draw it now.

"... fufu, that sounds like you. Thank goodness you're here. Looking at you is going to relieve my tiredness."

Eh, I don't want you to calm down. Just a little longer, until I painted it, I was looking at Krah's poisonous expression...

As I continued drawing a little further, Laocles burst into zero.

"... you should still refuse that story. It seems that you are only interested in drawing. If you're not interested in honor, status, or money, there's no point in being told that."

"Yeah."

Exactly. I don't have enough money, I don't have enough houses... and I don't know what kind of rating I'm given, hmm... I don't mess with it.

I didn't really understand what he was talking about.

While drawing Claire and Laocles, Claire stared at me with a neat face, and Laocles raised only one eyebrow.

"I don't know. I know the words, I know what they mean, but... I didn't know what they meant."

Remember.

When I asked Argent about my painting. [M] Mr. Argent... somehow, I don't think he told me about the painting.

"Maybe that's why I'm worried. I don't know why they rated me, so I'm worried."

To be evaluated is to get a place... so if you don't know 'why' you should be there, I wonder if you're worried.

I think it's a pleasure to be evaluated, and that's why I think this conversation should be a pleasure...

... for some reason, I'm not only in trouble, I'm not happy at all.

"Well, I can't help it. You don't want to be there when they give you a position.... and Argent's assumption that you're not your ideal, is it?

When I was worried, Claire said that and reached out to me. [M] You can still stroke your head.... I feel like I'm being treated like a child, and it's a little complicated when Claire does.

"Would it bother you if I told you to sit on a beautiful chair and smile? Or don't you want me to put you in a beautiful birdcage and sing a song for the people who come to see you?

... eh?

"You want to be in the woods, you want to paint, but you're not sitting in a high chair, you're not selling pictures. I'm sure. I don't think Argent's terms are that bad, and I'm sure there are a lot of people who are asking for those terms... but you're not asking for them, so I can't help it."

... I see.

The rating is a "you can stay here" permission, and if anything, a "please come here" place... this time, Argent's place is not the place I want to stay.

Instead of sitting in a luxurious chair and saying, "Come here!" It would probably suit my taste to sit in the woods. "

That's what this is about. Maybe. I'm not happy to get permission to stay where I don't want to be. That's why I'm not happy right now.

"Yeah, I really don't want to talk about it."

I'm sorry to refuse to talk about the corner, and I think it's bad for the other party. But after all, the place I want to be... is not Argent's house.

I see. Do it. "

"I think I should do the same."

Laocles and Claire laughed a little and said so. Yeah, I'm glad they both smiled a little bit.

... ah, I missed drawing a tired Laocles with poisoning Claire...

"But the question is, will you let me say no?"

Huh?

"If you refuse, you can say enough to put pressure on Red Gard territory. That jijiji."

"... he said he'd talk to the Redgards. Maybe we already have something to talk about."

"I see. Maybe the Redgards are already under pressure from Argent."

... I hadn't thought about it.

Indeed, looking back, Faye looked strange.

Maybe if it was the usual fake, you would have kept me. Ultimately, the corn is up to you. While saying ', I think you said how Faye felt.

... but this time, I didn't say anything. He told me to decide everything.

I was wondering... if that meant I wouldn't hesitate to go to Argent's house, but it wasn't.

Faye didn't say anything to make me think, "If you refuse to talk, the Red Gard family will get in trouble."