Chapter 26,Part1
Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem
Chapter 26.1. Rusty Items Are Easy To Recognize
I watch from the car as the men leave. I catch a glimpse of the face of the first man leaving. He had dark, muddy, almost brownish-gold eyes and hair. He also has a large build. He leaves with a smirk and a stupid, arrogant smile. Iâve seen that guy before. Iâve seen him in games and anime. He was much older.
That guy with the rusty crown? I see.
I make sure heâs gone completely. Iâll leave out the pattern of eyes through the window and remember him. Iâm a mob protagonist, and Iâll make an unwanted connection.
Then, my mom starts the car, and we arrive at the gate. The butler is about to return to the mansion when he notices the car, smiles, and bows his head.
âHello! Iâm Takano Miu!â
I greet him cheerfully through the window.
âThis is Miu-sama. We have been waiting for you.â
âIâve come to play with Tamamo-chan!â
I stuck my tongue out. Iâm Miu, the enchanting beauty.
âThank you for your hospitality.â
My mom also bowed her head through the window. The butler doesnât mention the argument he just had. Itâs bad manners to get involved in other peopleâs business, right? Itâs called adult socializing.
The butler led my mom to the parking lot and parked her car. Tamamoâs family is rich, and they can park eight cars. Of course, the parking lot is a garage.
After getting out of the car, I get escorted into the mansion. Itâs a mansion, a mansion. There is a swimming pool to prove it, and I want to swim in it. I want to swim in the pool, but it will be the rainy season soon. Next time its summer, Iâll ask for a swim.
âEm-chan, welcome~!â
When the butler opened the front door, Tamamo jumped out and hugged me. She is a foxy girl who loves skinship.
âHaha, Iâve been waiting for you~!â
âSorry to keep you waiting, Tamamo-chan.â
âIâve been waiting for you!â
We spin around, holding hands, and yapping. The sight of young girls spinning around as if they were dancing is so cute and smiling that it made both my momâs and the butlerâs eyes relax.
Tamamoâs mom came to pick us up, and Tamamoâs younger brother followed behind her. He was so quiet that he glanced at me as he hid behind Tamamoâs momâs back, and I responded with a frilly wave of my hand.
âHello, Mii-neechan!â
âHello, Haru-chan!â
I stare at Haru, who approaches me with a shy smile. Haru is a 7 year old boy. Even if he looks at it like this, he doesnât look like an ordinary child. His cheeks are a little red. I see. This is the disease of magic disease.
While patting Haruâs head, I turned my head toward Tamamoâs mom.
âThere were some strange people outside!â
The adults are concerned. The children are innocent. Ah, Tamamoâs mom answers awkwardly. I thought sheâll deceive me, but it seems sheâll tell me.
âThatâs [Yggdrasil]. I donât know where you heard about it, but they want our magic tool, and theyâre asking us to exchange some magic tools for curing my sonâs magic disease.â
I guess they intend to swindle Tamamoâs mom as well. I see. Well, I know because I heard them talking.
âMaâam. They suggested the Elixir. You exchange one of our magic tools proposed the other day.â
The butler tells me with a bitter look.
The magic tool was an windy axe, a thunder sword, and a rusty crown. One of those, he said, to be exchanged for the Elixir. Miu)âs lucid memory even recorded the briefest conversation. Fufufu.
âSo â¦â¦ we need to give that much â¦â¦ An Axe of Whirlwind, a Spear of Thunder, and a Crown of Clay? They gave us a lot of Elixirs before.â
It was different. Well, it was safe to say they were similar, right? Miuâs 9 years old.
But I get it. That is induction. Itâs a clever induction. Iâm sure Tamamoâs mom would have given him the rusty crown.
âThey want an axe or a spear. If the other party is willing to give up that much, Iâll discuss it with my husband.â
âEeeeee! Isnât that a crown made of clay? That thing is rusty!â
What do you think? Why an axe or a spear? When Miu opens her mouth wide in surprise, Tamamoâs mom replies with a wry smile.
âYou know things, Miu. The Crown of Clay has very little magic left in it. You can only use earth magic a few times a day. It is impossible to try to repair it. They may be thinking of trying to restore it, but if they find out that it is impossible, I donât know what they will say in anger.â
Sheâs concerned about the rumors. Well, sheâll give the man a useless-looking crown and get an Elixir. Such a thing, she said, would be a temporary gain, but a bad thing in the future. Itâs true that âElixirsâ cost 100 million yen at the store. Of course, Iâm talking about a game. The reality is no different.
I guess I was wrong. Maybe the guys in [Yggdrasil] will think so too. They probably pretended to want the washing machine axe and the ramen noodle spear as dummies for the rusty crown. In the original story, [Yggdrasil] wanted the rusty crown.
I donât think they would have thought twice about trying to give them a decent weapon for their later reputation.
Itâs called being a schemer and a schemerâs trick. Really?
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Think about it. This world is a world of fictional novels, but for the people living in it, the world is real. I donât think the way they thought is simple. But that said, what if they are involved in the story? Real people move in a way that involves fictional movements. Because this is not the main story.
âWhatâs wrong, Em-chan? Are you hungry?â
Even though I was deep in thought with a dignified expression, Tamamo was terrible. Iâm not a big eater. Iâm a quiet and good child. That is beautiful me, Miu-chan.
âI prepared snacks for you in my room.â
âIâll be right there.â
My face lit up with excitement. Iâm still too young to have a body like this, so it is inevitable. I jumped up and down, holding hands with Tamamo, and was about to be led to her room, but.
âWait a minute.â
I have something to do. I turn my gaze to Haru and stare. I see, his cheeks are getting redder and redder. So this is what you call a magic disease.