Helmina and her friends move out of the dining room and go back to their room.
Sometime later. As I was cleaning the dining room, dealing with the sparse guests, I heard the creaking of the stairs and someone came downstairs.
He is taller than my father, who is classified as a giant and has much broader shoulders.
Even though it was indoors, he was dressed in the kind of grey full-body armor that a knight would wear, with a helmet that covered him from the neck up. There is no exposed skin under the armor, perhaps because heâs wearing something like a black inner.
A more powerful figure than I had expected had come down, and the travelers who had stopped for rest had frozen in place.
ăGood morning, Urgas.ă (Urugasu= Urgas)
ăâŠă
I say a few words of greeting, and Urgas nods slowly, his armor scraping as he does so.
A boy? I donât know if heâs a girl or not, but Urgas is a mercenary who recently settled here. (Kareâ(ćœŒ) means âheâ or âboyfriendâ depending on the context, here it refers to a boy.)
A mercenary is a person who is involved in skirmishes, duels, and sometimes wars between aristocrats around the country. A mercenary is a warrior who goes wherever a battle is likely to take place, whether with merchants or nobleâs guards.
The difference with Adventurers is, that they deal more with people than with demons. But that doesnât mean that Urgas canât fight demons.
Heâs better at fighting humans than fighting monsters. I think itâs better to catch it.
ăâŠă
Urgas looks around the dining room and walks towards a traveler who is eating at the edge.
Approaching Urgas in full-body armor, the traveler has a deep blue face and is just solidified.
ăHii!!!ă
And when Urgas reached out, the traveler wondered if he couldnât stand the horror.
Despite the frightened traveler, Urgas bends down and picks up something.
He tapped the shaking traveler on the shoulder and showed him what was in the palm of his hand.
ăWhat? Oh, my wallet. Did you pick it up for me? Oh, thank you.ă
It was the travelerâs wallet that Urgas had picked up. It was in the shadow of a chair, so Letty and I didnât notice it.
The traveler took it fearfully and thanked him.
Urgas nodded and moved to a large table in the dining room and sat down.
He then looks at me and points to the cabbage rolls in tomato sauce that the traveler is eating.
ăAll right. Iâll have the cabbage rolls with tomatoes too. Will you have some bread with it?ă
ăâŠă
ăOkay.ă
I nodded, and Urgas sat down and looked out over the landscape.
At first, I was intimidated by his profession and his appearance, but I knew that Urgas was, by no means, a violent person.
Despite his appearance, Urgas is a very kind man.
By the way, I wonder what his face looks like?
Iâve lived here all my life and Iâve never seen whatâs under his helmet.
I take the food from my father and bring it to Urgas.
Maybe today he will take off his helmet. I looked at him in anticipation.
Perhaps, Letty may have felt that way, while wiping down the table, her gaze was fixed on Urgas.
Confused by my gaze and Lettyâs, Urgas moved his knife and fork to cut the cabbage roll into bite-sized pieces.
He then stabbed the cabbage roll with his fork and dexterously carried it through the gap in his armor to his mouth to eat.
Despite having a large body, he is very dexterous.
Letty and I resumed our work, a little disappointed that we couldnât see Urgasâs face again and we went back to work.
While Urgas ate his meal in a relaxed manner, Letty cleaned the sparse reception area and the dining room. Mother washed the dishes and Father began to prepare for lunch.
Now that the dining room and kitchen have settled down, I would normally start cleaning the rooms and checking the equipment, but there is still work to be done.
However, there is still work to be done, and that is to wake up the sleepy guests who do not come down at the end of breakfast time.
Normally it would be the guests who are not punctual, but I want them to eat the delicious food that my father has prepared. And theyâre paying for it and I think it would be a pity if I didnât wake them up.
So I went upstairs to the door at the far end of the house to wake up the sleepyhead.
Even though I was just approaching the door, there was a sweet scent floating outside.
ăNatalia, are you awake? If you donât come down to the dining room by now, breakfast will be over.ă (Nataria= Natalia)
ă⊠Hmm, let me sleep a little longer.ă
I knock on the door and hear an annoying womanâs voice coming back from inside the room.
It seems that the guest in the room has no intention of waking up.
Even though Iâm a laid-back guy, Iâm jealous that theyâre still trying to sleep when Iâm already working.
However, considering the occupation of the woman in the room, it is not surprising that they are sleepy in the morning.
ăNo, no, no. Didnât you say so yesterday and didnât eat breakfast?ă
ă⊠Hmmm.ă
But there was only a vague reply from inside.
When I unintentionally twisted the knob, the door opened a little with a clicking noise.
Even though it is a single room for women, it was quite careless.
ăIâm coming in?ă
When I opened the door to remind myself, I smelled a sweet perfume.
It turns out to be a perfume scent, but, strangely, itâs not as unpleasant as it gets on my nose.
The room was dimly lit, probably because the curtains were closed.
The floor was covered with bags, fancy dresses, and underwear that had been randomly scattered.
I moved closer to the bed, trying not to step on them and look at them as much as possible.
ăCome on, Natalia. Itâs time to eat.ă
ăLet me sleep a little longer. Iâve just come back from the brothel.ă
Speaking while shaking the futon, Natalia turns her back in a sweet sleepy voice.
Natalia is a prostitute who works at night.
Unlike most people, she works late at night and comes home early in the morning.
ăYou have to eat properly because you work at night. The body is the capital for everything, right?ă
ă⊠Mou, I understand.ă
When I persuaded her that way, Natalia finally got up, albeit squirming.
Glossy purple long hair and long eyes. Its color is a clear jade color and is as beautiful as an emerald.
Her eyes and nose are very clear, and she is a beautiful woman whom everyone looks back at.
Her eyes and nose are clear, and she is a beautiful woman with an air of sex appeal that would make anyone look back.
She has a body that is the envy of all the women in the world, with a body that is selfish in every way, showing off where it should and retracting where it should.
Itâs like a manâs desire as it is. Natalia has such a golden body.
Yes, especially the chest is fluffy and well-shaped as if it were in front of youâŠ
ăHey, stop! Chest! Why arenât you wearing nightwear!ă
ăBecause I canât sleep with my clothes on.ă
Even though her breasts are exposed, Natalia doesnât seem to mind.
She puts her hand over her mouth and lets out a yawn.
Iâm not sure why she covers her mouth with her hand but not her chest. Wait, isnât it usually the other way around?
Iâm sure Natalia misunderstood what I was wondering.
ăWhat? Tori, are you worried about your Onee-sanâs breasts?ă
ăNo, not at all.ă
Iâm quite curious. I want to stare at her so hard, but I canât.
If you look strangely here, you will be branded as a pervert. (Couldnât find a better translation for Erogaki)
ăDo you want to touch it? If you want to, you donât have to pay for it, unlike my customers.ă
Nataliaâs voice is sweet as she poses seductively as if she was enjoying teasing me.
Natalia, who is used to working at night, is very good at seducing men.
ăI shall pass.ă
I refused, using all my willpower to keep my composure.
ăYouâd better get up early. Weâre going to run out of breakfast.ă
ăHai hai.ă
Satisfied that she had teased me enough, Natalia slowly got out of bed.
I turned my back to her and moved towards the door since she was naked and had just left the covers.
ăOh? Youâre not going to help me change?ă
ăIâm an innkeeper, not a servant.ă
I left Nataliaâs room, trying to look as calm as possible.