Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai - Chapter 242

After each introduction, we will be guided to the room where we will spend our stay.

Get up from the first floor of the mansion to the second floor, guided by Eric and Luna. Along the long corridor, there was a door that seemed high-class.

When you enter the inside, it is as spacious as a luxury hotel room. I have about two living rooms. Judging from the structure of the room, it is likely that the two rooms were cut into one.

When you look at the windows, you can see the beach and the sea, and the view is very good. It's like you're in the south.

"Silvio, you can see the sea."

"For real!?"

When I tell you so, Silvio happily rushes to the window.

"Do you know Alfleet? The sea is a lot of water--"

"Yes, not exactly water but salt water.

"... What, did you know the sea?"

"I know, so it's useless to give us salt water."

"... Chill, boring."

Eric leaks a tongue blatantly and makes a seemingly improbable face.

Feeling salt water to those who no longer know the sea doesn't feel like a classic.

"... Wow, this is the sea? The amount of water I've never seen has spread all the way! Great! Al!"

When Eric and I were doing that, Silvio looked at the scenery with pure eyes. His expression was so innocent that he seemed to be the first child to receive a toy.

"Is Eric not ashamed to try to deceive such a pure person?"

"... Don't say, I'm feeling it now."

Eric is bad at trying to trick anyone looking forward to the sea.

"It's bad because you have that kind of personality in the first place. It's unavoidable for your brother to judge it as similar."

What a rude guy! Well then, I'm going to be a bad guy who can safely be deceived.

"Luna, where is my bedroom?"

"……here"

Erinora unnie is probably not so interested in the sea. If we were tired of looking from a distance, Luna guided me to check the bedroom.

"Eric, what about me and Silvio's bedroom?"

"Here is the room on the left side of the corridor. Do you want to see it now?"

"No, Silvio seems crazy to see the sea, and now I'm slow here."

Regarding the luggage, it seems that the servants of the house of Mina and Eric will carry in. You don't have to nap now, so you don't have to rush to your bedroom.

More than anything else, it seems that Silvio is n’t going to move from this place yet.

"Eric, brew tea. I'm thirsty."

"Ok, okay. Call the servant right away."

When I ask for tea, Eric rings the bell on the table.

"Can't I make my own tea?"

"Why do you do it yourself when there is a servant who takes care of you?"

Pia, that? Is it like that? I make tea as usual at home.

Of course, the maids Mina, Sala and Mel can be brewed, but I'm basically called during the day when everyone is working.

While I was tilting my head, a knock sounded and Mr. Largo, the butler, came in.

"Eric, would you call me?"

"Please prepare five teas and suitable baked goods."

"I thought it would be said and prepared it. Is it OK to carry it now?"

"It's really Largo.

"Oh! Did you already act on the orders that the Lord would say?"

"Huh, Largo is excellent."

When I praise Largo, Eric has a proud expression and Largo smiles with a gentle smile.

"No, this is something you can do as soon as you think about the other person."

"... I see, when we get tired from our journey and get through our relaxing room, the next thing we want is a drink and a sweet healing that heals."

Do you act with the other person's feelings? After all, the words of the elderly are helpful.

"Alfleet is good at understanding the other person's feelings for his age."

"Isn't Alfleet a better servant than a nobleman?"

"Noisy"

Just stop it because I think it's my own. to become sad.

When I am in such grief, Largo leaves with three cups of tea and baked goods.

Switch dark feelings. Now I just sit on the sofa and get some hot tea and baked goods.

After a short break, I sit down on the big sofa in the room.

And when he picked up the tea cup, Eric muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"But what happened in the royal city would be such a hassle. Why should I treat you?"

Eric sighs big, but it's the same here.

It is rumored that the Sylfords and Throwlets are out of harm because of the sword cut. That caused him to come to a distant place. Here is where you want to sigh.

"Speaking of which, Eric's bad is bad."

"What to say. You probably tried to unjustly steal the meat I was aiming for."

"No, Eric came out first."

"" Oh? "

We stick together and forehead each other.

I was staring at each other for a while, but somehow became empty and separated.

I don't even know which one caused the tong battle anymore.

"Well, it's over, so why not dig up now?"

"Well."

When we nodded, we picked up a tea cup and sipped tea.

"Hmm? Isn't it a royal feed?"

I tilt my head for something different from the usual rounded and deep taste.

Rough tea leaves, but is it being pushed up by Largo's arm to a line that is neither good nor bad? Despite having all these skills, it is inevitable that you cannot make good tea leaves.

"Is it possible to buy high quality tea leaves that are only sold to such a royal city?"

"Is that so? I drink every day at home?"

When you boast about your finances, Eric looks regrettable.

"Gunnu, your territory is strange at this point. Past breakthroughs such as reversi have been made to pasta via the Triela Shokai, and you're getting income. What's going on?"

Yes, the Throwlet family has such a wealth that they don't seem to be ordinary barons.

Is it surprising to say that I am responsible for the big income?

No, Eric doesn't believe it, so let's stop.

I picked the baked goods and shed it in my throat with tea, and I exhale and lean on the sofa.

Then, my weight was absorbed into the sofa-there was a feeling of rebound, like flipping back somewhere. And the cushioning is somewhat thin.

"... Eric, isn't this sofa a little hard?"

"It's an invited guest who complains a while ago. Every sofa is the same. It has some cushioning and it doesn't matter if you can sit down."

“…………”

I'm unwilling to say a word to Eric who tells me clearly.

"... Hey, don't you even think about the bed? I don't want to say that I only have enough space to sleep."

"What, suddenly! Don't bring your dead eyes closer to you! It's creepy!"

"Okay, answer my question."

"Well, the bed and the sofa are the same. It's the same! The sofa just needs to sit down and the bed just needs to sleep! If you have the time to spend money on that, I'll eat good food!"

Incredible. Even though you are a nobleman, there is a person who can skip such a joke ...

I'm seriously speaking to Eric, who is crossing his arm and looking away.

"Eric. No matter how hard you try, you can concentrate and do something for about an hour. After you concentrate, you have to take a rest. Sofas and beds can make the necessary rest time meaningful. Isn't it foolish to go through the inevitable truncation regardless of that? "

"...? Oh?"

"Especially bed, let's stick with it. It's a place where you spend about a third of the day. If you repeat it for a year or a decade, do you know how much time you spend in bed? What do you do without spending money where you spend that much time? ”

"Yeah, sure, you're spending a lot of time on the bed if you think about it."

"Well, so it's strange to just sleep."

So I kept educating Eric for a while on sofas and beds.