Chapter 42

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Chapter 42: The Shiro Buta Reijou’s Achievement

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A little after arriving at the distribution department, the manager in charge Gamagaeru appeared and ingratiatingly bowed his head to Ryuze. (TLN: His name means toad in Japanese. Since it was spelled in katakana, I left it as-is without translating it to Toad. Also what poor sod gets named Toad by his parents?)

I kept silent and watched their exchange. Of course, since I’m on a diet I refrained from touching the sweets.

(After all regarding me liking sweets so much, their information is old. If I were the old Britney I would likely be delighted, but I have completely cut out sweets for the past year now.)

While I was thinking such things, my cousin continued talking.

“… For those reasons, the stock of cosmetic lotion and income do not match. Is there something I’m unaware of?”

Looking at the gentle-mannered public face of Ryuze, Gamagaeru looked a little relieved.

“I-, is that so? Most likely, the product reached expiration date and was disposed. Then, the person in charge of the disposal forgot to fill in the account books.”

“Is there really that much lotion discarded?”

“Eeto~, that’s right. All expired products are disposed of after a month, so if you do not write it down it adds up to a lot…”

At Gamagaeru’s words, I tilted my head.

(Face lotion will keep between three months to half a year. Isn’t one month too soon to discard everything? In reality, are they truly discarding it?)

Regardless of the products that spoil early, throwing away products that will keep for half a year is doubtful.

(Suspicious…)

Ryuze has also put on a doubtful face.

As things are we’ll need to force our way in.

(I would also like to hear testimonies from the other employees…)

However, there is a high probability that Gamagaeru will interfere and give excuses.

I took a deep breath and stood up. It seems like it’s time for Baka Britney to make an appearance.

“Britney-sama, is something the matter?”

“I want to see inside~! This is the first time I’ve ever come to the distribution department~!”

“E, etto, that is…”

“Gufufu, wouldn’t taking a quick look be fine~? I won’t understand anything here but~… after such a rare long outing, leaving without seeing anything would be a shame.”

“Eeto, well then, shall I call for a guide?”

“I don’t need one! I’ll just take a quick look and come back~. Most likely I’ll get bored quickly~.”

Saying that, I rocked my large body back and forth and rapidly advanced out of the room.

The distribution department seems to have old information about me and still think I’m a simple-minded sweet-loving chubby.

Behind me, Ryuze who realized what I was doing broke out into a smile.

I successfully infiltrated into the interior of the distribution department by myself. For the time being, lets use my maximum power as the ruling lord’s daughter to look around and hear what the employees have to say.

There was something I heard I was particularly worried about.

About a month ago, my Aunt and Uncle came to inspect the distribution department.

“Nn…?”

Now that I think of it, that’s about when the account books started to not add up. (TLN: Case closed!)

Inquiring about my aunt and uncle to the employees, the person in charge Gamagaeru apparently discussed something with them.

(Those people are unrelated to the management of the territory, so isn’t it strange they talked to the person in charge? Furthermore, neither of them are involved in the sales of lotion.)

I have an ominous premonition.

With quick steps, I headed back to the guest room where Ryuze was waiting.

(It might be because of my aunt and uncle that the people here had old information and thought I was infatuated with sweets.)

I opened the guest room’s door and immediately rushed towards Ryuze.

“Onii-sama~, it was fun. So that’s how goods get to market~… Aa-, right right. One month ago Aunt-sama and Uncle-sama visited here. It seems they talked about something with the person in charge here. What kind of things did they say~?”

“Heee~… About that, I’m also very interested. If it’s all the same to you, would you tell me?”

Ryuze turned a cold gaze to the frog. With a “hii-” he cowered in place.

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Although Gamagaeru had many tricks up his sleeve to hide the truth, he stood no chance with Ryuze as his opponent and in a few minutes had confessed everything. What a gutless man.

According to him, one month ago he was told by my visiting aunt and uncle to sell product on the black market to gather funds.

Of course, in the beginning the man in charge declined their request and tried to contact Ryuze, so it seems my aunt offered “I will give you half of the money from the sales.”

Drunk on the imagined riches, Gamagaeru swallowed my uncle and aunt’s proposal. He then pretended to discard the face lotion, and started embezzling the profit.

Of course, the lotion he pretended to dispose of was something that my aunt and uncle sold through another route and profited on… Really, those two aren’t decent at all.

(Ryuze is going to be angry, and will probably bring up talks again to sever all relations with them… huh?)

On a second glance, my cousin seems to be pondering something.

“Ryuze-oniisama, is something the matter?”

“Aa-, it’s nothing special. While it’s true they’re family, I can’t leave criminals as they are. Unable to give them special treatment, they have to be arrested and confined, huh?”

There are no police in this world, but there are organizations doing similar things.

The most common is the vigilante organization, wherein residents voluntarily collect members and deal with crime themselves.

In some regions, the feudal lord hired soldiers to do the same thing.

The Hakusu earldom employs the latter, the same as the royal capital and the neighboring Astaru territory.

My aunt and uncle will be arrested by them.

As for the person in charge of the distribution department, after a short time he was taken away by one of Ryuze’s subordinates.

On the way back, we will once again be travelling on horseback.

It was hot inside the distribution department’s guest room, but travelling by horse was much hotter.

It was already evening, but such a thing doesn’t matter for a chubby.

“Hii-, Haa-…”

“Do you best, Britney.”

While struggling with the heat on the return trip, Ryuze faced me and offered reasonable support.

Despite an embezzelment case coming to light, for some reason he looked to be in a good mood.

Translator’s Corner:

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Soo like~. Ryuze scares me~. Also~, this way of speaking is fun~. And I hate heat~. My house is, like, a pressure cooker even though it’s winter~. Anyway~, Baka Britney, good job!

And, like, happy Super Bowl Sunday~! Did anyone watch the puppy bowl?

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