ดาวน์โหลดแอป
5.93% Reborn as the Princess' Knight (GL) / Chapter 19: Side Chapter: Catherine.

บท 19: Side Chapter: Catherine.

Side Chapter: Catherine.

Kein's POV

"Urgh where is the toilet in this place? Castles are so scary big…" I muttered to myself as I began to lose myself into these big halls. Living in a castle sure is fancy but it's so annoying having to walk more than fifty steps just to find a toilet.

I looked at my sleeves that were covered in paint, that goes the same from my pants and my hands. I looked at my right hand, one that had a really bad burn but the first princess healed it for me.

I smile, reflexively clutching and releasing the feeling of your hand no longer in pain is comforting to have.

I could ask a maid or a butler but... I can't find anyone on my way. I needed to clean up myself first and that meant going to some communal bathroom in the palace.

I mean the princess did send someone to escort me but at this point I got distracted by some beautiful painting in the back. I didn't notice that I lost them the moment I let my guard down.

"Maybe I should lay off painting for a while." I told myself giving a deadpan stare at the wall as I crossed my arms and continued walking.

I looked around left and right and after a few minutes I was seeing green- and oh! Flowers!

"White roses? There's white roses in here?" I briskly walked up not caring if this was considered trespassing but I haven't seen white roses in a while. Lenard would love these because he told me white roses were a symbol and offering for the goddess of light so it must be a sacred relic in this world.

It was really rare.

I chuckle at the thought you can get a load of these on earth. "Ah... then again we're in the royal gardens after all or something hmm... it wouldn't hurt to say I got lost and just ended up here after all. Might as well see what other flowers they have around."

Surprisingly, I enjoy nature and walks. I often teach my daughter about plants and memorize their scientific names. "Tulipa."

"Lilium."

"Hyacinthus."

"Phalaenopsis."

I muttered the names of every flower I recognized. I smile when I find a bush of red rose sticking out in the center of the garden, "Rosa."

I chuckled. "I remember someone really annoying with this flower." I gently place my hand under the petals as the touch reminds me of home. "The other flowers here look different. I'm glad to know there's still a trace of home. I miss it."

At this point talking to myself, I worry about my sanity and I just walked deeper into the garden but I stopped when I heard a weird sound.

*Busha Busha~*

"Huh," I don't know what was making the noise but- it seemed like someone was jumping for something. My ears perked up and tried finding the source of that sound.

"Hrngh... Hmp!"

It was a small little girl who was a little more shorter than me was grasping something out of her reach. Her eyes looked frantically worried at the paper that was stuck on top of the tree on one of the branches.

Oh the wind must've blown them up.

The small little girl wore shrine maiden clothes and a shawl hid her face just like any other shrine maiden. No one will be allowed to see their face except with proper consent, seeing her like this just made my heart ache.

I groaned, I really can't leave a lady in a tight situation. I walked over to her, my footsteps light, "Um... do you need help?"

I asked and she turned her head back.

"Hngh..." It was the only reply she only gave. She looked at me a little teary-eyed and I scratched the back of my neck.

I looked at my surroundings more closely, there was a small picnic blanket near here. I was guessing she was taking a rest here or something. Papers were scattered but were held down by a heavy object and I'm guessing that was the result of the aftermath.

"So um do you need help getting that paper down?" I pointed up at the paper, the branch was really not letting that go.

She looks left and right before nodding. Huh, alright. "Just leave it to me!"

The girl stepped back a bit and I readied my shoulders, stretching them. I held the tree, my foot resting on hold as I climbed up fast like a monkey. Not going to lie, after all that body training I'm perfectly capable of climbing a mere tree.

"Alright..." I sighed, a little out of breath once I got to the top but I can reach the paper now. I just have to be careful not to tear it or wrinkle it. It might be important for this girl so I better make it count.

I reach out to grab the paper, my fingers brushing the corner of it. I grit my teeth, "Almost there..."

With a few more tries I finally grabbed it and without problems too. "I got it! I'll be coming down now." I yelled looking down at the girl who smiled under her shawl.

I carefully went down the tree, bracing my feet in every step as I held the paper in my right hand. Thankfully the paint that got on me is fully dried so I'm sure none got to the paper.

I turned to the girl as I gave her the paper, "Here you go."

She nods while she takes the paper from me.

I tilt my head wondering why she wasn't talking. "So... not much of a talker huh?"

The girl's eyes looked saddened as she went back to her picnic basket searching frantically for something.

She took back some sort of sketchpad and a pen before turning to me and wrote something as quickly as she could. She showed it to me and my eyes widened in surprise, 'I'm sorry. I have no voice so I can't talk much with others but thank you for getting the paper stuck for me!'

It made my heart feel a little guilty, but I smiled and understood.

Hmm... but I wonder... I raised my hands and told her, 'It's okay. You are very much welcome.'

I used the sign language from earth... but I'm not sure if it would work. This is another world after all. My brows sweated as I worried that I just gestured something that's considered rude in here. I hope not.

The girl's eyes widened and began to exchange signs with me, 'You can do hand signs?!'

My heart leaped with joy knowing the sign language was the same here. 'Yes, I was self taught.' I told her.

Well, when I was on earth I had a student who couldn't hear so we communicated with sign languages. It was really hard for her to adjust in school, so on homeroom periods when we have time I would teach the class basic sign language.

It wasn't easy to learn for me. I didn't know what sign language to use so I decided to learn them all for her. The whole class got more friendly with her the more they understood her. I sighed a breath of relief knowing the sign language is the same here but I wonder why?

Coincidence? Or does earth have some connection in this world? It does have similar flowers... animals... and customs. I hope I'm not overthinking things.

"In any case, I'm not that fluent so I hope you don't mind me replying in words now." I told her but she was still happy from the looks of it.

'I am glad to know even someone my age knows basic signs.' the girl smiles, her eyes closed squinting.

"Oh right! My name is um Kein Rosenguard. I'm here as you can see..." I look at my dirty and messy clothes full of paint. "Embarrassingly I'm currently in a messy state with the paint and all. I'm here to paint one of the Light Princesses."

She nods and writes, 'Ohhhh... My name is Catherine but my last name is kind of private.'

Oh it's alright. Normally a shrine maiden who's not announced to the public by a high priest must not reveal their last names to others. "It's alright nice to meet you, Catherine. By the way do you mind if I hang around here a little. I'm lost and tired from all that tree climbing."

Climbing trees took a lot of me even after standing up for five hours trying to paint the first princess. 'Of course!'

I basically fell down on my bum once I had permission to sit in her picnic blanket but I sat in the farthest corner so I won't dirty it. I looked around and the papers that had writings were everywhere. "What are these..."

Come to think of it, the paper I reached before had writings. I'm kinda wondering what they're about. "Hey Catherine, is it okay to look at these?"

Catherine looks back at me and shyly looks away. Hiding her face further into the shawl.

She takes her sketchbook and writes, 'It's a little childish... but if you promise not to laugh at me then… it's okay.'

"I won't do that. That would honestly be mean of me if I did. I would just give criticisms then be on my merry way." I told her and took a piece of paper from what seemed to be the start of a story.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.

[Story Time]!

By: Catherine

Title: Forbidden Love

Once upon a time, a princess was trapped inside the very top of the tower in an evil witch's castle.

She hoped her voice would reach someone if she shouted. She hoped for a savior, a knight or a prince to come to her rescue but nothing.

You would ask? Why did the princess not just escape on her own? Her body was bound with the tower, so if she even left it, the evil witch would know.

Her shouts reached nothing, the princess giving up just sang her heart out.

The birds wailed at the sadness of the song she sang, the animals restless, and the people who lived near cried that they couldn't do anything to help the princess in peril.

"Oh when will my prince come?" The princess muffled softly in her pillow. "If only that witch never have taken me captive and away from my parents!"

The princess missed her mother and father. The king and queen of a distant kingdom knew where the princess laid. They had ordered every soldier to kill the witch and bring back their daughter, every adventurer, and hired mercenaries had tried but none was successful. The witch was indeed too powerful.

The only one who kept her company was the witch's son.

She enjoyed his company but she wonders why would the witch's son come visit her often?

She was skeptical of his actions but it was better than being alone.

"Why are you frowning, your highness?" (The witch's son) asked the princess who crossed her hand and answered in a slightly annoyed tone while looking across the distance with the only available window inside the tower.

"I miss my family, my friends, my kingdom. Everything."

The boy felt guilty about the actions of his mother. He never wanted to be part of any of this. The evil witch took the princess in greed of her life and wanted to see her in suffering.

"I'm sorry. If only... I was strong enough maybe..." the boy trails off as he stops remembering the order of his mother.

"You can't disobey your mother. I know, but I just wish... I could see my castle and room again." The princess said sadly as she sighed wistfully, remembering the scent of her room, the food her maid makes, her friends that never left her side and her parent's embrace.

She wished to be free and out of the tower she's been in for almost two years now. "It's tiring. I'm homesick and I can't even move much except for this tower." The princess complained, making the boy feel guilty once again.

He scratches his chin as he smiles, thinking brightly of an idea, "Your highness, close your eyes. I think I can fix some of it if you'd allow me."

The princess shrugs as she didn't care anymore and let the boy do what he wanted.

She closed her eyes, the boy held the princess' hand and casted an illusion magic around her room, "Open your eyes now princess. It's not much but I hope you'll like it."

The princess opened her eyes, to her delight she saw her room. Her parents, her friends. She ran out to hug them only to realize that it was all an illusion. "Oh."

The boy awkwardly coughs as he changes the illusion to a sunset where they can see the whole kingdom being basked in orange-pink lights. "Has my kingdom been well?" the princess asked the boy who nodded in reply.

"Your kingdom has been well and is doing everything they can to rescue your highness." The boy told the princess as they both looked upon this realistic illusion he made. "Just give them time. You will be out of the tower, I promise you."

The princess eyed the boy curiously. He never made any advances on her, he has been kind, compassionate, and empathetic towards her. It puzzles her why the son of the evil witch would not even harm a single thread of her golden hair.

"You... are the son of the evil witch and yet-" The princess looks at the boy. "You do not wish to harm me at all? or take advantage of me? Why are you so kind?"

The boy looks away, "I cannot answer that, your highness."

The princess pushes on, "Tell me. I want to know why."

The boy sighs as he looks at the princess flustering and can't even mouth the words he wanted to say but he gathered his courage and let it all be damned.

"It's because I have fallen for you, your highness and I can't bear to see you locked up in my mother's tower no longer." The boy answered as his eyes gazed at her with honesty completely surprising the princess.

'Is this a confession?!' The princess thought to herself as she panicked in her mind. Never did she expect for the evil witch's son to fall for her in a million years! Utterly speechless she didn't dare say a word.

"I-I... I hope nothing changes between us. I know this is a one-sided feeling but I will do everything in my power as a Warlock. To defeat my mother and let you be free from the tower. You need not to reciprocate my feelings for I only wish for you to be happy." The boy's words were final.

The princess' mind ran like a carriage with wild horses untamed.

She expected; A knight! A hero! To profess their love to her and promise to get her to safety and perhaps fall in love slowly once they've set foot out of the tower! They will be the king and queen of their kingdom! To live happily ever after! Those were what the books she read have ever gone through!

She wasn't expecting... The son of the evil witch.

To have fallen for her.

And professed his love, to promise. That he'll do everything in his power, to save her.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

"What? I need the next page let me... I need to know what happens next." I looked around and realized that apparently I assembled all the other scripts and that there was none left. "I-Is this the end?!"

I looked at Catherine who shyly wrote something on her sketchpad. 'I'm sorry I... I haven't finished yet. So... How was it?'

I held all the script in my hand and gave it to her with a serious look on my face. "You are a very talented writer. While there were other grammatical errors and we don't know why the witch would even kidnap a princess yet but I know you'll reveal it sooner or later this is great!"

Catherine shyly looks away as she sets down her sketchpad and signs to me, 'Thank you.'

I smile, feeling a whole pent up emotion of wanting to draw again.

I want to draw the princess now! Ah! That's right! I took out my own sketchpad and a graphite pencil on my [Storage Ring] and asked, "Can you tell me what the princess looked like and the boy did?"

Catherine looked at me confusedly but still did what I told her. The princess had golden locks of hair, okay... big eyed and short.

The boy was handsome, but eerie and scary. He was unapproachable, however once you got to know him he's the kindest person you'll ever meet.

"Huh... okay I'll try my best."

First I'll do some rough sketching. Golden locks hair... I'll make her smile as sassy as they can be okay... for fifteen minutes of sketching I finally finished the princess and now for the handsome boy.

I'll give him one of those long anime hairstyles that covers your eye... ah yes. Inspiration is coming. "Okay I think I got most of it now."

I gave her my sketch that took me all in all 30 minutes and I'm wondering if the escort that took me even noticed my disappearance. Man, whatever, at least I got to read a cool story before coming home.

Catherine looks over my sketch, her hand brushing the paper carefully, she signs me- 'Would you like to marry one of my sisters?'

Urk- Hold up what??? I gave you my drawing and that's the first thing you tell me? "Listen um, Catherine I don't even know your sisters very well you see. No offense. I'm sure they're wonderful people but... marriage is kinda early for me."

That question gave me a heart attack. I wasn't expecting it.

Catherine giggles and she signs, 'Aw, such a shame.'

"I-I'm... flattered?" Is giving out marriage proposals normal in this world? Right, this is a country that's overrun by monarchy so yes it is normal. "Well, I think I spent too much time here now but it was nice meeting you um Catherine. Do you know where the comfort room is by the way?"

Catherine nodded and sketched a pathway for me into the nearest toilet in the castle. "Oh thank you!"

After that I got to the toilet with the help of her map and the escort that lost me, finally found me and they yelled if they lost me again they'll have their salary deducted.

I changed clothes, said my last farewells to Princess Cecilia who gave me a royal seal or something and told me. "Please, write me letters sometimes. I would love to hear from you. This is a seal that would permit you to send me letters. I hope you use it often." (Princess Cecilia)

I awkwardly nod, not knowing how to feel about becoming friends with the first princess but... maybe it'll have its perks? "Thank you, Princess Cecilia." I told her and she smiled.

I finally left the castle with a healed right hand. No longer itched to paint and satisfied with my day. I can't wait to tell Lenard all about it!

Oh yeah Vincent gave me a lift back home too. Surprisingly, he's tired for some reason? But something must've gone wrong with his conference with other royal members or something.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The said conference before;

"Kein is here?! Already?! To paint my sister?! Why are you only telling me this! Traitor!" (Rosarie) yelled as she ran to her room and threw everything out in her closet.

Vincent sighs as she faces the panicking princess, "Your highness, Kein was deeply inspired by your sister's performance at the festival. She only told me a week ago and I didn't find your highness because of your busy schedule."

"You could've written to me about it!" She yelled and fussed around her room. "What do I do... Should I even risk meeting her and reveal my identity as Rose?!"

"If you want to keep your identity as Rose, your highness. I suggest not meeting her today." (Vincent) replied as he sat down, tired in a chair nearby.

"But my sister- You know how she is! She might act all humble and poised but deep inside I know she's a two faced princess like me!" (Rosarie)

"Both of your highnesses are, after all, twins. I can see the resemblance between sisters." (Vincent) replied.

"We don't even look alike much! She might be older than me by three seconds but everyone already saw her as the golden child! I'm just a shadow in Cecilia's light!" (Rosarie) groaned as she made a loud thumping noise in her bed. "Looks like I'll lock myself in my room again."

"I shall accompany you, your highness." (Vincent) was worried about the second princess and gave her a pat on the back.

"I wanna see Kein... Ughhh I wanna see her so badly Vincent!" (Rosarie) wailed and complained as she kicked her legs in the bed and punched the pillow lightly.

"There, there..." (Vincent) just continued consoling the princess for an hour before deciding to play some board games to pass the time.

After a while someone visited their room and it was Catherine;

She signs, 'I APPROVE OF YOUR MARRIAGE!'

"Wait what marriage?" (Rosarie)

"..." (Vincent) didn't understand hand signs so... he just heard the word marriage and thought of the worst.


ความคิดของผู้สร้าง
Zerin_Lee Zerin_Lee

Why not vote! Pretty please?

บท 20: Reading.

Chapter 14: Reading.

Kein's POV

I was in my damp closet room, small space, it was a little dusty, and it was hard to move around. I opened the box that contained Kein's diary and read it again.

Re-reading the pages, I realized Kein and I were similar. It gives me comfort to know Kein before me had the same preferences and personality.

"For some kid in another world, she's a really fun one. Even if I'm occupying her body now. I wonder, what was she like before I occupied her body?" I asked myself as I looked at a shattered mirror near the corner.

"I always forget to clean this closet. There's broken glass and bottles. The fact that I sleep here is really sad." I frowned as I at least admired the European figure I was born with in this world.

On earth, I was... Asian so this is really weird. To think after living months in this world I would get used to my new look already? Blonde hair needs some getting used to.

I played around with the loose hair in front of my face, feeling it was rather slippery, dry, and oily.

"Hmm... Shampoos don't exist in this world but how can I make it here?"

I realized that even if the kingdom of Puronia is really advanced in artistry, they have high quality paints, brush, colors, and pencils but not much on other things. There were some makeup and perfume stores but none on further body cleaning. "Imagine if I somehow made bath bombs. The noble ladies would love that stuff."

Hmm other than that toothbrushes don't exist in this world as well.

They just clean their teeth with a toothpick or something.

"I've been so busy not getting in trouble I forgot about this." I furrowed my brows.

I've been so busy cleaning the mansion and dealing with things. I have the knowledge to solve the problems of this world. "But who would be interested in forming a business with a ten-year old?"

I have the first princess but isn't this a little too forward? I do have the royal seal so I'm able to send her letters but talking to princesses through letters and then proposing a business is a no for me... "Oh! There's Baron Hills! But I need to make the product first before actually thinking of proposing."

And the ingredients. Firstly, I should focus on making shampoo but on what material?

Hmm... I need to visit Veronica to see how she's doing and ask for some advice.

For the shampoo, "I should ask Madam Prisha. Oh, and about the bath bombs maybe we can form some sort of contract as well."

It actually seems I've acquired some very powerful people for the time I'm here. "Didn't I watch something similar on an isekai anime as well? I think I watched a reincarnated person like me back then and she was making papers and shampoo in her life."

Then again, we were on the same boat and we both had it hard. Not much for me because papers exist in my world, cheap ones even. "Ah good anime. I want another season of it."

In any case, I should not record my present thoughts into this diary, I stored the diary into my [Storage Ring] and slept on the cold floor.

.-.-.-.-.-.

The next few days passed. I left the mansion in hopes I would find ingredients for shampoo. I need specific fruits or plants but I'm not sure if they have it here.

If anything I'll hope this world has something similar to it then I'll be able to experiment on them. Process does take time after all. For now in order to find some of them I decided to take out my sketchpad and began sketching the things I need.

I took out a basket that I bought from Veronica back then when her business was having problems, but then realized, "Well shit I forgot to give the other baskets to Lenard, Vincent, and Rose."

And I did tell Rose back then that when I won the Licht Festival drawing competition I would buy her something. "I mean... I should just make her shampoo or bath bombs as compensation of thanks for cheering me on back then."

Rose was really brave for defending me back then, even if that three year winner dude was so salty that losing to a ten-year old kid was funny I wonder what she's doing right now?

I wore the basket in my arm and decided to walk to the market today. After these times I became a regular and I could talk to the locals more easily now that they recognize me often. "Hi. How's your day?" (Stall owner)

"Um I'm fine? Thank you?"

"Congratulations on winning the Lumineria festival painting competition!" (Stall owner)

"O-Oh um thanks?"

"Oh! You're that Kein Rosenguard! You look so young!" (Stall owner)

"That's because I am?"

I wave around the people that recognized me. I'm a little nervous because I'm not used to random strangers just knowing me.

Okay, maybe my popularity spread around a little because I won at the painting competition in the festival. I forgot that this country is practically an artsy country and artists are practically a highly praised job here. "Maybe I could become an artist for a living huh?"

Paintings can definitely go a long way even if my past experiences on earth made me not want to paint anymore, maybe this world is not that bad? "Pfft, give me a world that's not even bad. I'm sure that's impossible to exist."

Without suffering or problems, humans would never evolve nor feel emotion after all. To my opinion at least but I sure can't stand those corporate corrupt collectors that want my work.

I walked to Veronica's stall and saw her having customers, mostly adventurers and commoner women. I waited for my turn in the back of the line but when Veronica saw me she waved.

"Little charmer! It's been a while! You came to visit again!" (Veronica) called me by that embarrassing nickname again but I'll let it pass because it's her.

I sighed, with a faint smile on my face I waved back, "It's definitely been a while and I see people are buying your bags now." I told her as her stall was mostly empty now.

Veronica chuckles and leans in, her arms resting at the stall counter. "It's all thanks to the little charmer's advice. I've been... experimenting designs. It's really been a hit with the other ladies, that's for sure." (Veronica)

Ohhh! That's good! "So you won't be in trouble anymore?" I ask her, the tone of my voice glad that she won't have to give up the thing she loves which was weaving bags or baskets.

To my surprise her hands lands on my head and pats me softly. I know I'm not used to people getting into my personal space but... I guess this is also nice?

"Yes, I won't be in trouble anymore. Thank you, little charmer, for checking up on me." (Veronica)

I tried not to smile and crossed my arms.

"It was nothing." I replied as I shyly looked away. I'm not used to this much touch ever. Veronica is my type! What? I'M WEAK FOR INDEPENDENT GIRLS!

Veronica stopped patting my head, and I was a little disappointed after but still I have to remember I still have some business to attend to.

"Um, I'm also here because I need your help Veronica." I focused on the task as I took out my sketchpad from my basket and gave it to her.

The last page was the sketches of the ingredients I needed for shampoo and bath bombs that can be another project for another day.

"What's all this?" (Veronica) asks while looking at the design of my work.

"Things that I need because I might make something useful for hygiene care." I replied as she held her chin in deep thought. "I also wrote the components of the ingredients so maybe tell me if there's something else similar to it as an alternative?"

[Possible List Ingredients for Shampoo]

For hair problems like: Suggested Herbs.

> Dry Hair- nettle, burdock, rosemary or calendula.

> Oily Hair- yarrow, lavender, lemon balm or mint.

> Blond Hair- calendula or chamomile.

> Dark Hair- sage or comfrey.

> Dandruff- rosemary, thyme, or any of the herbs for dry hair.

Suggested Herbs

> Normal Hair- lavender, clary safe or chamomile,

> Oily Hair- lemon, tea tree, or ylang-ylang.

> Dry hair- rosemary, myrrh or peppermint.

> Dandruff- tea tree, patchouli or lavender

>Liquid Castile Soap- It is made up of plant oils - coconut, hemp, sunflower seed, jojoba, and olive. (Basically an amazingly versatile vegetable-based soap that's made free of animal fats and synthetic ingredients. This is natural, nontoxic, and biodegradable.

"Hmm... I worry about lavender, it's a very expensive product imported from another kingdom. It's grown from the kingdom of [Sprivanto] for their spring festivities, if I recall. You might not get them as easy as you can." (Veronica)

I see... I nod in understanding as I take that into mind. "Hmm... I only recognize half of these in the market... I can get you the list of where you can get them if you want." (Veronica)

"Thank you Veronica! That would really help a lot."

Veronica giggles, giving me a smile as she asked for a pen to which I happily handed her one and began writing on my sketchbook. "But for alternatives, I'll just suggest you look around and experiment all that you can to see if there's going to be a proper herb that might work in your favor. Fruits are also possible, dried ones as well." (Veronica)

"It's also nice to see you using the basket you bought from me." (Veronica) glanced at the basket smiling, perhaps glad and nostalgic about the memory as she continued to write.

"I mean it's pretty cute." I told her as I awkwardly scratched the back of my neck.

Veronica pats me in the head and gives me the list as I thanked her once again, "What are you going to do with all these herbs and oils though? Are you making something perhaps?" (Veronica) asked, looking at me curiously.

"I'm making this thing called shampoo. I'll show it to you once I make it, and I safely test it." I told her. I have to safely test it just in case I'll have to mix in some other worldly ingredients that I don't know of.

Since I don't know what kind of effects might happen if I mixed weird things that caused chemical reactions then again Chemistry is not my strongest subject.

I waved goodbye to Veronica gratefully and went off into the marketplace where dozens of fruits, herbs, leaves, vegetables, and bottles of liquids that I didn't know were displayed.

First, let's go find the earth's ingredients.

"Excuse me, do you have this?"

"Ah, thank you."

"Um do you know where I might get some of these?"

"Oh just turn right that street and go straight down? Thank you."

"Agh this is getting heavy."

Shopping is super tiring.

I groaned, feeling the basket was getting heavier every minute that passed by. My arm is taking a toll on it already. "Maybe I should take a rest on a public bench..."

I walked to the center square of the market and saw an empty bench. I placed down the basket beside me as I sat down comfortably and gratefully that I won't have to walk for a while. Instead I decided to observe the people who walked passed just minding their own business and tending to their wants while using magic.

I'm really envious that adults can use magic and I have to wait for two years before I could see my own kind of magic.

This country is really similar to the European ambiance back on earth. I wonder what the other two human kingdoms are like [Sprivanto] and [Winshern].

Well I would definitely visit [Sprivanto] first. It's known for its accepting community with a lot of diversity, and of course there might be some occasional assholes but come on gay bars am I right? Maybe I should bring Lenard with me sometimes.

"Ahhh~ I can't wait till I turn eighteen."

The adult age in this world is eighteen.

Surprisingly quite young if it was back on earth but here even thirteen year old kids have a job or part-time help though I can tell some kids already gave up and revolted to stealing or usually they join in the adventurer's guild.

I did think of being an adventurer but I'm more of a settled person.

The mangas and isekai anime my daughter has recommended to me usually showed such grand adventures, thrills, rewards, and power once you've been reincarnated in another world.

But for now, I shouldn't think of adventure and just focus on survival. Meaning my life financially or I'll starve.

There's the gold I've won from the competition but I don't want to use it like some madman who just got their first paycheck and spent it all on alcohol. I have to think of spending it on something that will surely reel me in more gold instead.

"You spend money, to get more money." A wise man said.

I already have my list of possible investors as well. Baron Hills, Madam Prisha, and if none of these work...

Then I would ask the first princess of the [Puronia] kingdom and the heir to the throne.

Princess Cecilia von Goldheart.

I remember that I still have her royal seal with me inside the [Storage Ring].

Princess Cecilia is nice but I don't know if she's going to help me out on a whim, maybe she'll make me drink one of her honesty potions again before helping me to know I'm taking advantage of her.

Well, technically. I am.

So I'll put Princess Cecilia last on my list of possible investors because I doubt a royal would ever help a commoner promote their products. I really don't want to trouble a royal about this.

I stood off from the bench, feeling refreshed, stretching, taking the basket in my arms once again but I stopped as I noticed a familiar figure wearing white shawl while holding an elderly woman's hand.

"Rose?" I muttered to myself, my eyes followed her movement as she helped the grandmother walk on her feet. Oh! The grandmother is blind and she has a cane on her other hand.

I followed her for a bit at a respectable distance. She seemed to be in a great conversation with the grandmother as I followed them, forgetting my original mission. Wait, why am I following her again? Ugh I can just walk up and say hi like a normal person but no- I look like a stalker now.

I groaned, feeling like a fool now. I decided to just walk up to them and greet them normally. "Hey Rose."

Rose stopped talking with the elderly woman as she turned around her eyes happy to see me, "Kein!" (Rose) yells and the grandma notices me as well.

"Oh... is this the person you were talking about..." the elderly woman asked Rose.

They've been talking about me? Panic rushes through my body as maybe Rose told the worst sides of me. Wait, that's if she's even seen the bad sides of me actually.

"Ahaha... I hope it's not all bad things." I told the grandma as she gives a heartily laugh her eyes glanced at me clear, full of wisdom.

"Oh dear... On the contrary everything has been all flattery and definitely all very good things." she winked at me leaving me a little confused.

Rose looks at me for a second before looking away hiding from her shawl and then coughing changing the subject.

"Anyways Kein fancy meeting you here!" (Rose) laughs nervously as I cross my arms.

"I shop here." I told her.

"R-Right... Anyways I was just helping this lovely grandma go back to her house safely. Do you want to come with us?" (Rose) asked me as the grandma smiles brightly at her.

"A lovely grandma. Oh you sweet child. You really are a shrine maiden. You make an old lady like me happy." the elderly woman continued patting Rose's head.

"Wait so... You two just met?" I asked them and they both nod.

"Grandma needed help getting back home so I'm helping her. So wanna accompany us?" (Rose)

Well... I have time so why not? I can just make the shampoo later and experiment with other weird ingredients on the way back. "Sure, let's go."

Rose looked happy as I stood beside the elderly woman who smiled at us warmly. "Ah it's my lucky day if the both of you are accompanying a frail, blind old lady like me..."

"It is my duty to help anyone in need after all!" (Rose) cheerfully replied.

I took a side glance at Rose. I knew that she was one of those who help others in need but is it just an exception? "So is it some sort of shrine maiden thing? A rule to help anyone in need?"

"Well, for me it's not only for shrine maidens but for anyone who has a kind heart and would offer help to others. Though, I rarely see those acts of kindness. It was difficult to accept that the kingdom of light is now forgetting our teachings." (Rose) muttered as we walked slowly, her voice toned with sadness as I felt disappointed.

Not everyone will step up to help others. Teaching or not, it's hesitation and then regret. Some humans are such indecisive people. They think of what they'll get after helping.

It's give and take. They'll feel indebted.

I was about to open my mouth to speak but-

"Not until I met Kein, you definitely have a good heart." she smiled and my brain stopped for a moment.

My mouth was silent as my lips pursed, my eyes widened in surprise but I quickly hid my expression before Rose could see. Its not like I feel happy about the compliment but...

I cross my arms again wanting to scold Rose for being so naïve, "Don't just assume people who help you that they have a good heart okay?" I told her my voice was a little gruff.

"You don't know them enough. What if they're just going to take advantage of you and then expect something in return for helping?"

This is rather getting personal. I hate people who help, and then expect some sort of grand reward. Oh I helped you get that book wanna treat me to dinner? The nerve of some people.

I helped you clean the classroom, can I copy off of your answers in our next quiz?

Study on your own you asshole! You didn't even do a good job cleaning that classroom!

Ugh the memories of my past life presented me with trust issues. This is why when people offer me help, I immediately think they want something from me. I grit my teeth, and couldn't contain the anger rising inside of me.

"Kein are you like that?" (Rose) asked, which made me stop for a bit and think.

I nod, "Yes. I am. Everyone is like that to me."

I sigh. Maybe regretting that I tagged along in this fiasco and I really feel bad saying all this nonsense to Rose. Perhaps she hasn't been betrayed yet or she doesn't know how some people really are on the inside.

I was expecting Rose to be mad, get disappointed or dejected but instead her eyes light up and I can see her smile under the shawl countless times but I don't think I'll ever tire of it, "To me Kein is really a good kid. Even if you tell me that you're not. To me you are, and I very much like that about you." (Rose)

Rose looks at her right hand, maybe she's remembering the fond memory of our second meeting. Us under the tree, noticing that there were a cut mark on her hand I did my best patching her.

My face felt a little flushed now after that. "S-Still, I know I'm not a good person."

"Kein just accept a compliment please!" (Rose) yelled as we both bickered on the way.

"Shut up! I don't even like compliments!"

"Aw but you're really cute you know!" (Rose)

"Ugh stop that Rose!"

We fought while the elderly lady laughed and we both stopped. "Ah, you remind me like my husband and I. Always fighting but really we love each other deep inside." the grandmother teased and I took a step back.

"I'm definitely not into her!" Hell no! I'm into older girls! Like... ahem. Yeah mentally I should already be in my 40s.

Rose glares at me and then shoves me by the shoulder, "Hey! I'm twelve! And I know you're ten! B-Because I totally guessed you looked ten and did not ask someone else for that information..." (Rose)

"Wait what? You're older than me?!"

I feel cheated.

"The world should just burn at this point." I muttered as I felt my dark aura escaping out of my body. This world is unfair. I can't believe I have to tolerate surviving as a child with no other adult guidance. This is like earth all over again but with magical shit.

"Ah... This is my home now you two sweeties. Thank you for helping this old woman out." The grandma cranks her cane as me and Rose are confused.

"Wait, she's blind right?" I ask Rose and she nods. We both looked at the grandma who chuckled, for she had heard us.

"Yes, I am blind but my family has really sensitive noses. My eldest granddaughter must be waiting for me to come home at our shop."

Sensitive noses? Our shop? I look around, noticing the familiar street and the familiar sign. Are you serious? "[Magicare]. Isn't this where Madam Prisha-"

"Oh! You know of my grandchild?"

"You could say we've met." I told her awkwardly remembering the last time I went there was buying some healing oils.

So that's why they knew I had cuts before. The whole heightened sense of smell must run in the family, so basically their noses could rival a dog's. "Come in both of you please. Let me give you something this old lady can do."

I shook my head, "It's okay grandma getting you here was enough. No need to give something back."

Rose nods, agreeing with me somehow happy with my answer. "What Kein said! It's our duty to help others so we don't need payments of any kind!"

The grandma smiles as she takes a handful of cards in her pocket. "Reading someone's fortune is my joy in my life. So please let me read what your future, past, and present will be?"

I looked at Rose and she looked excited now. "Tarot cards! Can you do readings on love as well?!" (Rose)

The grandma nods happily, "Love, health, and perhaps marriage."

Rose's eyes twinkled as she turned to me slowly with a grin on her face. Love?! MARRIAGE?!

SO THAT'S WHY YOU LOOKED HAPPY.

Urk I need to get out of here. I laughed nervously as I backed away slowly. "Have fun Rose. I'll go now-"

"Oh no you don't. We'll get our readings together!" (Rose) grabs my arm with a lot of force and holy is this girl strong.

"BUT I DON'T WANNA DO TAROT CARDS! I DON'T EVEN BELIEVE IN THOSE!" I told her but she wasn't budging. She was really determined on reading our cards together.

"Kein! This isn't just Tarot cards! These are magic Tarot cards! Come on!"

Agh... someone save me... I'm being dragged and I don't wanna know if I'm still single by the time I turn sixteen... I just wanna make shampoo and continue on my quest of being rich!


ความคิดของผู้สร้าง
Zerin_Lee Zerin_Lee

Fun fact: I searched some shampoo recipes and put some magic twists on it. Thank you for that website I lost the link of D:

Load failed, please RETRY

ของขวัญ

ของขวัญ -- ได้รับของขวัญแล้ว

    สถานะพลังงานรายสัปดาห์

    ป้ายปลดล็อกตอน

    สารบัญ

    ตัวเลือกแสดง

    พื้นหลัง

    แบบอักษร

    ขนาด

    ความคิดเห็นต่อตอน

    เขียนรีวิว สถานะการอ่าน: C19
    ไม่สามารถโพสต์ได้ กรุณาลองใหม่อีกครั้ง
    • คุณภาพงานเขียน
    • ความเสถียรของการอัปเดต
    • การดำเนินเรื่อง
    • กาสร้างตัวละคร
    • พื้นหลังโลก

    คะแนนรวม 0.0

    รีวิวโพสต์สําเร็จ! อ่านรีวิวเพิ่มเติม
    โหวตด้วย Power Stone
    Rank 200+ การจัดอันดับพลัง
    Stone 55 หินพลัง
    รายงานเนื้อหาที่ไม่เหมาะสม
    เคล็ดลับข้อผิดพลาด

    รายงานการล่วงละเมิด

    ความคิดเห็นย่อหน้า

    เข้า สู่ ระบบ

    tip ความคิดเห็นย่อย

    คุณลักษณะความคิดเห็นย่อหน้าอยู่ในขณะนี้บนเว็บ! เลื่อนเมาส์ไปที่ย่อหน้าใดก็ได้แล้วคลิกไอคอนเพื่อเพิ่มความคิดเห็นของคุณ

    นอกจากนี้คุณสามารถปิด / เปิดได้ตลอดเวลาในการตั้งค่า

    เข้าใจแล้ว