Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Several lodgings exist in Crossport, which is also a relatively large town in the Viscount Territory.

One of them, a luxury inn facing the sea, had gathered officials who had finished the party.

The walls of the room are thick and a good place to talk secretly.

Until last year, when it was a lonely fisherman town, this is the only place in Crossport that can be called luxury.

They were officials who took the same inn without trying, but they weren't thinking of exchanging liquor in a dish by chance.

"Is there a letter from the Count everywhere?

As he strokes his beard, where white began to mix, he peeps into the faces of those gathered together by old officials.

The old man has jurisdiction over the western town, close to the territory of Count Kleinsert.

For this reason, the old man had first received a letter from the Count of Pigs.

The content is extremely simple.

"The Count is angry that the heir has pulled the reins off and launched the Viscount Territory. They want to bankrupt management and regain control."

An old man speaks for the Count's inner heart.

A middle-aged man sat on the bed across the slope rattled his nose.

"Uncle Sesame says it's not convincing."

"Shut up, girl."

An old man shoots through with his gaze.

The middle-aged man treated as a woman looked back without moving.

Both were just bad words, a way of calling them that poked at the essence of the other person.

"Both of you, stop. We all want to show loyalty by fulfilling the Count's wishes, don't we?

It was the man sitting across from Grandpa Sesame who spun words that were not in his heart.

Too clear a lie was received as a joke and some leaked a laugh.

I have no loyalty to anyone gathered here, to the Count, etc.

Most people get it using a soothing method, aiming for the chair of an official just to breathe good juice.

"But do you attach to the Count or to the Viscount? I think it would be better to unify your intentions. I'm not taking sides with the ladies."

Suggested shoulder to shoulder, Grandpa Sesame and the lady gazed.

"Non attaches to the Count. I don't care about the heir kid, but the counselor seems to be the Trinen family."

"Chip. I agree with Grandpa Sesame. How about the others?

Inquiring, the lady looked around the room.

The silver hair attracts the eye, and the lady fixes her gaze on Yella, who sits at the window.

"Zira's, what are you going to do? I don't know what that grandfather is going to do. I'd love to hear it."

Yella exhaled depressingly and scratched up her silver hair with her right hand.

Pours a gaze on the lady like she sees in the garbage.

"I can't go out with you. Zira moves alone. Let's not interfere with each other."

"Anyway, that's the kind of dialogue that that grandfather would say.... I don't need Zira anymore. Get lost."

The lady shows the door with her chin.

"The lady is quick and helpful"

Yella leaves the window and crosses the room without any untraining.

Yella was caught in the arm when she wanted to pass in front of the lady.

"Hey young, if you want to talk too naughty"

─ ─ I'll sell you out.

Staring at the awesome woman's face from below with a disgusting look on her face.

Yella shook her arm gently, caught by the lady. It's a move that understands the relationship between mutual power and whether there is a taste for martial arts. The woman's hand slipped away easily.

"If they sell it, you just have to buy it"

Yella goes back briefly and opens the door.

Yella's back, the lady mocks.

"What are you, who buys it?

Yella smiles at the lady as she closes the door.

─ ─

Pathan and Yella whined about something, dressed in the sound of the door closing.

The lady is surprised and frowns.

"What.... Well, okay. What about the two of us in town?

Without thinking deeply, the lady turns her attention to the city official, who has only two people on the spot.

Holger, who was disobediently sitting on his desk, unpleasantly jumped up one eyebrow.

"What's that? Is that it? You want to see what this Holger is up to, pretend you're lying low?

Holger gets off his desk and walks over to the lady.

To Holger, who was merely approaching, the lady missed her gaze in a frightened manner.

"I'm sorry. I was concerned about Lord Holger's movements."

"I bet you are! This is what happens if I move!

There was a sound of cutting the air.

The next moment, the lady was getting her jaw kicked out.

"... Eww"

Holger narrows his eyes to a woman holding down her jaw and experiencing pain.

"If you're gonna be naked, I'm gonna kick your ass, okay?

Mocking, Holger sat down next to the lady.

"Sesame seeds, divide instead of women"

Holger ordered Grandpa Sesame to slap the lady in the face with one hand.

"As always, you have no mercy for the lady."

"It's bad because you look so easy to kick."

It seemed useless to say anything to Holger that wasn't bad.

Grandpa Sesame, sighing, calls out to Zasha, who is also frayed by the wall.

"What are we going to do with Gransuno?

Gransuno, under Zasha's jurisdiction, is a city in the northern part of the Viscount Territory.

Further north, if you cross two or three villages, you will find the Marquis of Beltze.

If Zasha moves in a detour, he will be dealing with Sola in the south and Belze in the north at the same time.

"... not on a sinking ship"

Kleinsert shrugged and Zasha hung her hand on the door of the room.

"Hey, hey, I can't take you. You want this Holger to take care of all the idiots?"

Even as Holger's voice chased him, Zasha ignored him and left the room.

"Well, then, Master Holger's on his own."

Holger turns on the recoil and gets out of bed.

Always on your own, I'll give you a blow in the leg to the belly of a lady who slapped her in the pussy.

"Bye, incompetent people. Failed mention, like a fish up on land, bouncing around like no other, but good!

From beyond the door slammed shut, I hear Holger laughing high.

The six remaining officials looked at each other fed up.

"The contents are stable thoughts, so it frightens me."

The lady shrugged abominably.

Grandpa Sesame sympathizes and speaks words of care, but the lady waves and blocks.

"I'm fine. Why don't we just pack up the story?"

The lady cuts the rudder of the story.

The officials looked at each other and discussed the plan.

Holger, out of the inn, abruptly stopped laughing until then.

Look around with a sharp eye.

Deciding that there were no witnesses, he walked down the road in a quiet foot walk that was unimaginable from the character he showed in one of the inns' rooms.

After a while, Holger stopped in front of a small inn on the edge of the crossport.

Look around carefully and open the inn door.

The ground floor part looks like it can be made to eat. Outreach, maybe this is the main business.

But there was no innkeeper at the counter.

It was as Holger imagined, a quiet store as if it had been rented out.

Two men pretending to be guests are drinking.

Just a glance at the holger that came into the store, and there's no stopping it.

Holger doesn't speak to anyone, he goes up the stairs.

The floor that made noise with the guillotine was unintentionally used to combat intruders.

Behind the second floor, light is leaking through the halfway open door.

It's like, a door to glory.

The mouth end of Holger leads up to the idea of a head.

"... I've been waiting"

"... I was anxious"

The silver-haired daughters in the room welcomed Holger.

Holger flaunted his shoulder with a face that seemed pleasantly inconvenient.

Finding the old known face that deposits his back on the wall of the room, Holger narrows his eyes.

"Zasha, be careful. You were wondering about the heir kid."

"... I was surprised at the unexpectedly broad horizons of the succession"

Zasha answers, fixing the position of the glasses.

Holger struck his tongue and put his arms together.

"Well fine. By the way, why did you call us?“ Double-headed doll. "

To Holger's question, the silver-haired daughters smiled.

That's just it, illusion the whole room full of moon lights.

"Did you hear that? It means no one's noticed yet."

One of my silver-haired daughters speaks to the other with the same face.

"Very, very interesting play. The pawns on the board don't even panic."

The silver-haired daughter smiles and shakes her head loose.

"My doll, do you think the pawn is pathetic?

"My doll, do you think the pawn is miserable?

The silver-haired daughters asked each other at the same time and nodded at each other with the exact same movement and speed. And laugh at each other with Couscous.

Friendly twin sisters. But the cropped smile that silver-haired sisters keep floating doesn't change for a moment.

There are no smiles or other shards. One was a rooted creep.

The silver-haired daughters turn their faces to Holger and Zasha.

"I'll explain the play to you"

"If you join us, we'll just have merchants."

The silver-haired daughters hold their voices together as they lean their necks against each of their left and right sides.

"─ So why don't we play together?