Chapter 73: Commercial Guild
And so, Fumitsuki-san accepted guiding us to the commercial guild.
“I’d rather guide you guys anyways. It is more fun to walk together than walking alone”
It seems that the people of this coffee shop really like helping others.
On the way to the commercial guild I observe the scenery. I couldn’t actually do this when I was riding that carriage.
There are flowers planted here and there, and there are many Demi-humans walking by.
As expected there aren’t any vampires like myself since it’s daytime, but there are still quite a lot of races other than human beings in comparison to Arlesha.
The Republic originally seems to have been made by many small countries gathered together, and there are so many people here to go sightseeing. That’s probably the reason why.
“Excuse me.”
After I walked for tens of minutes, I arrived at the commercial guild.
Fumitsuki-san opened the door of the building with a dignified attitude. The building is Japanese style, and the door out front is a sliding door.
When we entered, all eyes were glued to us immediately.
… Those are the eyes of
Appraisal.
At a glance it seems like everyone just turned their gaze to us because we entered. At a glance, that is.
If their line of sight just converges on us like that, I’ll get that feeling even if it wasn’t their intent. That feeling of being judged. Back in my previous life, people looked at me with the same eyes.
“…”
“Arge-san, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
It’s a thing I had in the past, I felt nostalgic.
It is a little different from Iris-san judging others.
She looked straight at me talked directly, so I didn’t hide anything. I declared it with an attitude and opened up. She might have been a bit like the Aoba-san.
The people in this room don’t have that look.
I don’t think they are unpleasant. It is obvious that I’m not worth that much.
I’ve noticed that nothing about me has changed since I reincarnated. Even though my race is different and I became a girl, I’m still the same as I was before.
Kuzuha-chan is not aware of their line of sight. Instead, she’s busy looking around the room.
She isn’t separating from me, but it looks like she is interested in her surroundings. She’s wagging her tail and her eyes are everywhere.
“Here you are.”
With Fumitsuki-san following me, I headed to the back.
There are counter seats like what you’d see at a Soba shop or a Sushi sohp. On the other side were several man chatting in their seats.
A blonde-haired man with a beard of the same color, and eyes that are blue.
It is a body with a lot of muscle so that it can’t be thought of as a merchant, clothes are Japanese clothes. It looks a bit odd like an American mimics the boss of a gangster.
He’s muscularly-built so he doesn’t seem to be a merchant, and his clothes are Japanese. He looks a bit like an American dressing up like a Yakuza.
“Fumitsuki-san?”
Even when facing a tall woman like Fumitsuki-san, he is still very big. I guess he is nearly two meters. Because he has a deeply carved face, he has a considerable sense of intimidation.
Fumitsuki-san had nothing to be afraid of such an opponent, she nodded once and pulled out the paper bundle from her bosom.
“From my Onee-sama.”
“I see. I’ll accept it.”
I’ve heard that Satsuki-san is well-trusted, but to just accept without even checking the contents?
I wonder who she really is. She must be famous if she’s so widely-known, she must be long-lived as a vampire.
“How about the lady there?”
“She was referred here by Onee-sama. It seems she has something to do here.”
“Nice to meet you, … uhm … Loose Fluffy Macho-san” (ゆるふわマッチョさん: Yuru fuwa matcho-san)
“Loose Fluffy Macho !?”
“Oh, is Gachimuchi Loose Fluffy better?” (ガチムチゆるふわ: Gachimuchi yuru fuwa) (TN/Zana: Hey buddy, I think you’ve got the wrong door. Leather club’s two blocks down.)
“Both of them are interesting, aren’t they?”
“I can’t tell if she’s being hateful or she’s just being honest with these nicknames…”
I thought the nickname was perfect for him, with his loose, blonde hair and muscular body. People around me are shivering and covering their mouths, maybe they eat something bad? (TN @ ED: you can’t change shiver to freezing up, they shiver because they laugh, not because they feel cold)
“…I’m Shishizaki Kirigiri, I’m in charge of reception for the commercial guild, so what do you want, miss?“
“Uhm … Zeno-kun … Is the person registered as Zeno Kotobuki here?”
“Ah, Zeno, he is a member here, did he do something?”
“He helped me before, so I’d like to repay him however I can.”
The moment I said, the surroundings become noisy.
Even when we mentioned that Satsuki-san had referred us, it was considerably relaxed, but they were still looking at me as usual.
But right now, the surroundings, the peddlers are talking amongst themselves. I can’t hear everything but I heard a conversation from a nearby counter.
“Zeno, you bastard, you’re selling some outrageous things”
“Oh, he did something to sell a favor to a beautiful girl …”
“There’s going to a purge later…”
“No, I guess it would be better to have the seeds of the business negotiate to collectively summarize what he had done with the relationship with women so far. That guy business right now is: rock salt and spices, it’s a lot to hold.”
“““Geniuses …!””” (T.N: poor Zeno)
The meaning of talking is unknown, but somehow they look excited.
As they are still merchants, it seems that the loss off profit is still of a concern to them. Maybe that merchant companion thinks Zeno-kun was a bit strange to help a little girl who didn’t have anything useful like myself.
While stroking his mustache, Shishizaki-san glanced at the surrounding peddlers, then, he turned his line of sight back to me and spoke.
“He should be in Sakura-nomiya, it is payment of dues, because there is plenty of time on the deadline, he should have been doing business here and there, I’d say that he will return in a week. What shall I tell him when he returns?”
“Thank you. I’m Argento Vampear.”
Argento Vampear, not Kuon Ginji.
It’s a name I created after arriving in this world. Lately I’ve felt almost no discomfort when I get called by that name.
Shishizaki-san wrote my name on the memo at hand and put it aside. After that, he will tell me if Zeno-kun comes back.
It seems he’ll be back in three days, so perhaps I’ll drop by that day.
“Well then, thank you.”
“Ah, leave it to me.”
“If you’ve finished your business here, let’s go get some snacks!”
“Eh, but…”
“It’s fine. I can’t enjoy snacks alone, please go out with me for a while.”
Will people at that coffee shop become poor if I don’t do something about this? Even that store manager say the same thing with shop clerk.
“Is that ok?”
“Even if you return soon, Onee-sama won’t be able to concentrate on her work.”
“Ah, I see.”
Satsuki-san is certainly a person who would want to come along, but she has to prepare for the shop. From tomorrow it’ll be undesirable for Fumitsuki-san to go out because she has to prepare for the operation of a coffee shop again.
As long as Fumitsuki-san doesn’t get caught and she doesn’t mind, I’ll take her offer and follow her obediently.
Let’s eat a snack and think about where to take a nap.
This city is full of the smell of flowers. No matter where you sleep, you ought to be able to take a nap comfortably.
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