Chapter 78 And Then He Meets His Master
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I brought Ethelena into the room and thrust myself into her vaginal canal, my erection still unyielding. Having just reached climax, Ethelena’s senses were heightened, and she reacted to my manhood with what felt like an excessive response.
She arched her back, her vaginal canal contracting as she let out a high, sweet moan. Her movements felt like my penis and glans were being caressed simultaneously, and I almost ejaculated.
As expected, my senses were also sharp, having just ejaculated once. Perhaps it was the effect of ‘Sex Sorcery,’ but my recovery speed had increased, allowing me to ejaculate almost instantly.
I barely held on. I could hold on because it was the next round; I wouldn’t have been able to if it were the first.
And so, while enduring the pleasure Ethelena gave me, I thrust my hips to ravage her body.
As I kissed Ethelena with my hips still moving, our tongues intertwined in a deep embrace. Two kinds of water sounds echoed in the room as we ravaged each other’s bodies.
My limit was approaching, so I sat up and quickened my hip movements. I grabbed Ethelena’s wrists, holding them so she couldn’t escape, and released my seed into her deepest depths, driven by instinct.
As my hips trembled with the pleasure of ejaculation, Ethelena’s legs clamped down as if to prevent me from escaping. My numbed brain had lost all thought, only seeking to plant my seed in my beloved female.
As I exhaled raggedly, sweat dripped from my forehead onto Ethelena’s face. Ethelena wiped the sweat away with her finger and licked it off, her actions stimulating my lust once more, and my manhood regained its hardness.
No, isn’t my recovery speed too fast?
I didn’t have the leisure to ponder such questions.
Ethelena, now upright, pushed me down, reversing our positions. She intertwined her fingers with mine in a classic lover’s hold and began to move her hips.
Her movements, honed by succubus skill, easily broke down my reason and exposed my instincts.
Even though I had just ejaculated, and repeatedly at that, I could somehow tell that my scrotum was already preparing for the next round, continuing to produce sperm. Could it be that I’ve had too much sex with Ethelena and am halfway to becoming a succubus?
As I was thinking this, Ethelena, who had pushed me down, whispered in my ear.
”Hey, finish inside me like this. Get me pregnant quickly. I want your baby, I’m in so much pain.”
It was an outrageous thing to say in a childlike tone, but my instincts seemed to accept it gladly. Fueled by the enhanced lust from ‘Sex Sorcery,’ my sperm were being produced at an incredible rate, apparently intending to fill Ethelena’s vaginal canal.
Is this what an eroge world is like?
Thinking about it again, my body is truly incredible. I wish I could allocate my resources to something else.
Ethelena’s grip tightened, and she squeezed my hand hard.
In response, her vaginal walls moved greatly, squeezing my manhood. My hips naturally thrust upwards, connecting deeply with Ethelena’s, and with a pleasure that made me momentarily lose consciousness, I ejaculated.
I felt the hot sensation traveling through my penis, and I could feel the sperm being forcefully expelled.
It was a sense of release, as if offering my life. Even though I filled Ethelena’s vaginal canal and was plugging it with my manhood, it was leaking from our joined area.
I wonder how much I’m ejaculating? Even in this eroge fantasy world, I’ve never experienced this much.
Finally, Ethelena collapsed on top of me, her legs giving out.
I gently stroked her head as she continued to breathe heavily. I gently embraced Ethelena, who accepted my touch with a look of pleasure, and kissed her forehead.
Instantly, a sudden sleepiness overcame me, and my eyelids began to fall. I desperately tried to keep my eyes open to look at Ethelena’s face, but she gently covered my eyes with her hands and kissed my lips.
”Goodnight, Tatara. Have sweet dreams.”
With those words, my consciousness faded.
That night, I had a dream. My father and mother were alive, and I introduced Ethelena to them and received their permission for marriage.
My father looked surprised, and my mother seemed genuinely delighted. The scene changed, and I went to greet Baral-san and Ethelena’s mother.
After being lectured extensively by Baral-san, we drank together and reconciled. It was that kind of dream.
This is a dreamscape painting. A fantasy of days that cannot come true.
If Baral-san were alive, I probably wouldn’t have met Ethelena. If my parents were alive, I don’t think I would have developed the personality that Ethelena likes.
I used to think that if Ethelena was happy, that would be enough. Now, I want to make her happy with my own hands—a man’s ugly possessiveness.
I had such a dream, and then I woke up.
Morning.
I woke up with a clear head. Ethelena, who had woken up at the same time, greeted me with a soft smile.
”Good morning, Tatara.”
”Good morning, Ethelena.”
We shared a fleeting kiss and then laughed together, neither of us knowing who initiated it. We tossed the sweat- and other fluid-stained sheets into the washing machine and took a bath together, like a married couple.
Despite how much we craved each other last night, we ended up getting aroused and making love in the bath this morning. Ethelena’s body seems to be nearing completion… Her waist seems to be getting thinner while her chest and hips are getting bigger, but I hope it’s just my imagination.
I feel like it would be bad if I realized the truth.
As we soaked in the bathtub, I happened to place my hand on Ethelena’s lower abdomen, and I felt a warm sensation flowing. No, could it be?
After the bath, I left breakfast to Ethelena and started cleaning the workshop.
Today, I’m inviting a blacksmith from Hizuru. It would be too much to leave the dirt and smell from last night as they are.
From Dahlia’s perspective, the works I create are like my children, so ‘Crafting’ must be equivalent to procreation.
What a ridiculous thought. If I were asked what I was doing in the workshop, and I said, ‘I was making a child, so it’s ‘Crafting’!’ I wouldn’t be able to complain even if I were killed.
After cleaning and deodorizing, I also opened the windows for ventilation and headed to the living room.
In the kitchen, Ethelena and the foolish fox were making breakfast side-by-side. In the garden, Yohira and Hinagiku-san were sparring, but their movements were slow, resembling kata practice.
Perhaps they are training to internalize the forms and perform the most efficient movements subconsciously.
Moving slowly might be necessary to avoid developing bad habits. It’s a shame I lack talent in combat and can’t understand this.
”Tatara, breakfast is almost ready! Go call them!”
Ethelena called out to me from the kitchen.
I raised one hand in acknowledgment and went to call Yohira and Hinagiku-san. Come to think of it, Dahlia isn’t up yet, is she?
”Grrr…”
”What’s wrong, Hinagiku? You’re not saying your usual evaluations like yesterday?”
The foolish fox, with a confident expression, faced Hinagiku-san, who looked conflicted about the meal prepared by the foolish fox.
Ethelena was in charge of the soup, and the foolish fox handled the main dish: a plain omelet, sausage, and this dish. Ethelena’s contribution was onion soup, a menu that would lift anyone’s spirits in the morning.
When I cut into the omelet, it was cooked through to a firm consistency, yet it was fluffy and the texture of the carefully beaten eggs was smooth.
I like half-cooked eggs, but this texture, similar to dashimaki tamagoyaki, was also good. They must have used butter and olive oil for frying, as the richness and the flavor of the vegetables matched perfectly.
”Um, Master. Does it suit your taste?”
”Ah, it’s very delicious. I’d like to try dashimaki tamagoyaki next time.”
”Understood! Leave it to me, it’s my specialty!”
When I gave my honest impression and request to the foolish fox, who had asked nervously, she beamed with a radiant smile, as if blooming according to her name. Yes, it’s a feast for the eyes in the morning.
And Ethelena, who had been watching me, looked happy too.
It seems she was pleased to see me bring out the foolish fox’s smile, and seeing us, Yohira activated her ‘oshi-box.’ It’s a happiness spiral. Excluding Hinagiku-san.
”Kuh, ugh… Foolish fox! Why do you make such delicious tamagoyaki!?”
”Because I want the people who eat it to smile and say it’s delicious. It’s my way of practicing ‘cooking is love.’”
”That’s an irrefutable truth.”
I agree with the foolish fox’s ‘cooking is love’ theory. Seeing the eater’s smile, interpreting the effort put into it as love.
Ethelena’s case is that she wants to see my smile, so her cooking is tailored to me. I suppose that can be called love… though it’s quite direct.
”As I said yesterday, today Yohira and the others are going to the central district, and a blacksmith will be staying here from today.”
”Ah, they’re staying here? What kind of person are they?”
”I heard he’s a stubborn old man named Amatsu. I don’t know what he looks like… Do you know him, Yohira?”
”No, I don’t know anyone named Amatsu either.”
Yohira doesn’t know the blacksmith Amatsu either. However, the foolish fox reacted strangely to the name Amatsu.
But, sensing she didn’t want to talk about it, I let it slide. I’ll listen earnestly when she decides to tell me someday.
”By the way, isn’t Dahlia still asleep?”
”Maybe she’s dreaming about her custom Arcane Armor and is all excited?”
”Master, that treatment is a bit cruel, don’t you think?”
As we were talking, we heard the sound of footsteps running down the hallway. Dahlia, in her sleep-rumpled state, burst into the living room and shouted.
”Master! Where is my Arcane Armor!?”
”We don’t have enough materials yet. Go wash your face.”
I told Dahlia, who seemed to still be dreaming, and we resumed our meal.
Dahlia tilted her head, seemingly not understanding my words.
”Master, my Arcane Armor? The armor with the dream functions of flying, surpassing sound, and having a bouncier bust than Okusama.”
”I showed you the first two being incorporated during the design phase, but the last function is beyond my skills. Tell me the other functions.”
How can I make Dahlia’s body have a style that surpasses Ethelena’s?
Besides, she has no body fat, so I’d have to get it from somewhere. Go get some of Hinagiku-san’s belly fat.
”…Why, why would you tell such a lie, Master? Didn’t you fondle my large breasts with such excitement yesterday?”
”You have fake breasts that can’t be fondled. Come back to reality already.”
Perhaps realizing the truth after my words, Dahlia collapsed on the spot.
”…A magnificent orz. Exactly one minute. You had quite a nightmare, didn’t you?”
Did you reclaim your position as a pet?
”Why… why, Machine God!? Why didn’t you bestow it upon me!? This is too tragic! If only I had even a little bit like Yohira-sama, maybe I could have squeezed it in!!”
”Oh, how dare you name me here?”
Yohira’s eye twitched, and her mouth spasmed as she heard Dahlia’s words, clearly angered.
Ethelena, who had been listening to their exchange, seemed to be recalling my manhood in her mind, her gaze drifting slightly. Then, she spoke to the two of them.
”…It’s impossible to squeeze Tatara with Torakuma size, you know? You’d need at least Chi-chan size.”
”What?”
”Did you say?”
Yohira, hit by Dahlia’s words, was further attacked by Ethelena with the force of blowing them both away.
No, I can’t stand having the size of my manhood brought up. And foolish fox, stop glancing at my crotch even if you’re curious.
”For now, Dahlia, eat your meal quickly. Aren’t you going to gather materials for the ‘dive egg’ today?”
”That’s right.”
Dahlia, who immediately recovered upon my words, took her seat and began to eat. Yohira stared at her with bewilderment at her swift change of pace.
She’s that kind of person, Yohira. I told you.
Leaving Ethelena and Dahlia to Tatia, who had come to pick them up, the rest of us finished some minor errands and left the house.
According to Yohira, we didn’t need to wear formal attire, but just something that wouldn’t be disrespectful, which caused me great distress. In the end, I chose a smart casual outfit: a high-neck shirt with a jacket, and cargo pants with a sleek line.
Yohira wore the traditional style I had chosen for her before. Now that I think about it, the colors of our outfits harmonized well.
”Fufu, it might be a coincidence… but when we stand together like this, we look like lovers, don’t we?”
As Yohira naturally linked her arm with mine, I felt a bit embarrassed and averted my gaze, scratching the tip of my nose. The foolish fox wore common attire from ‘Whirlwind’ rather than something close to my usual clothes.
”…Foolish fox, you’re beautiful when you’re quiet.”
”Kyun…”
I expected some witty retort, but the foolish fox couldn’t say anything and lowered her head. Is she pressing her ears with both hands for some special ability?
And then, the biggest problem child.
”…Please wear the clothes you brought from Hizuru.”
”No, I want to wear these clothes too.”
”Please wear the clothes you brought from Hizuru.”
I can’t possibly take someone wearing a T-shirt with ‘Eat and Sleep Lifestyle’ written in a regional dialect to the central district. If the City Mayor saw it, she’d probably blast me, Calmys-san.
”…Say, Tatara. Is the pattern drawn on these clothes perhaps a language?”
”It’s a language from a somewhat distant region.”
”Can you read it?”
”It says ‘Eat and Sleep Lifestyle.’ I can’t possibly take you in front of people who can read it, like the City Mayor.”
”It’s so fitting for Hinagiku right now that it’s actually terrifying.”
Honestly, the ‘Losing is Working’ shirt I wore before might be better… or not? I have no clothes to wear, including the third one, ‘Stable Pig.’
”…Speaking of which, Hinagiku, you kept confirming with Master when buying clothes, didn’t you?”
”To anyone who can read it, it’s unwearable.”
She stubbornly refused, though. I mean, if someone unfamiliar saw it as just a pattern, it might look cool… only those who understand it would question their sanity.
Ethelena, not having studied languages extensively, couldn’t tsukkomi, but anyone working in the central district would undoubtedly be able to read it. If the Acting Head of Family couldn’t read it, I might have been able to get away with it, but if they could, my head might fly off.
”…Understood. In that case, I will wear that outfit I bought at a high-end clothing store before.”
”…I see. If you don’t wear accessories, it’s acceptable.”
It’s a double-breasted design inspired by a military uniform, and the color isn’t too flashy, so as long as Hinagiku-san doesn’t overdo the accessories, her lack of fashion sense can be hidden.
Considering that, it’s a good option. The problem is, if her waist area has increased due to her usual eating habits, she won’t be able to wear it.
After that, she tried it on and it fit, so I was relieved.
However, she mentioned that her chest area felt tighter compared to when she wore it before, and upon hearing that, Yohira moved her hands up and down in front of her chest. Please stop, it sounds like a ‘swish’ sound.
We arrived at the central district before noon and entered the conference room where the City Mayor (female) and others were waiting.
Inside were the City Mayor (female), Calmys-san, the Head of Judiciary, the Finance Minister, and the Chief of Foreign Affairs. And an unfamiliar old woman.
”Good morning. We apologize for keeping you waiting.”
I apologized, assuming everyone else was present, bowing deeply and lowering my head.
”Good morning. It’s fine, as we didn’t set a specific time.”
Granted permission by the City Mayor (female), I straightened my posture.
The Head of Judiciary and the Finance Minister also greeted me with a nod, to which I returned a silent nod. I ignored the Chief of Foreign Affairs and addressed the unfamiliar old woman.
”Nice to meet you. I am Tatara Julon. Please treat me well.”
After introducing myself and bowing, the old woman snapped open her fan, hiding her mouth, and spoke.
”Nice to meet you. I am the head of internal affairs. Please treat me well from now on.”
I don’t know her inner thoughts, but she returned my greeting properly. Somehow, I feel like she’s putting on an act.
Yohira also introduced herself after me, but her attitude didn’t change from when she greeted me. However, why is the head of internal affairs here?
The Head of Judiciary and the head of internal affairs have similar but distinct roles.
Last time, I discussed the issue of town/street lighting with the Head of Judiciary, confirming the legal problems, but setting the light intensity and lighting hours falls under the jurisdiction of the head of internal affairs. If we are holding a meeting with the heads of various departments, she shouldn’t be here.
While harboring such doubts, the City Mayor (female) activated a Magic Device, and the meeting began.
”It’s been a while, Acting Head of Family… No, have you been relieved of your acting duties?”
’It has been a while, Tatara-dono. Ever since you gave Kasumi such a tremendous gift last time, there has been great commotion above and below. Since the inheritance ceremony has not yet taken place, you may continue to call me Acting Head. Shall I say, Father-in-law?’
I was momentarily taken aback by the Acting Head of Family’s words, spoken with a mischievous smile. However, if they say so, I’ll play along.
”In that case, shall I call you Father-in-law?”
My response surprised the Acting Head of Family for a moment, but they quickly recovered. I feel like the distance between us has become too casual, but I don’t want it to become too distant either.
’I told you earlier that ‘Acting Head’ is fine, didn’t I?’
”Understood. Acting Head of Family.”
After our exchange, Yohira stepped forward.
”It’s been a while, Father. I’m glad to see you’re well.”
’Oh, it’s been a while, Yohira! Is that attire your casual wear? It’s quite lovely.’
”Thank you. Tatara chose this outfit for me, and I like it.”
’Oh, Tatara-san did?’
As Yohira and the Acting Head of Family were conversing, a voice interrupted from the side. It was Mother-in-law.
’Looking at Ethelena-san, I thought you might prefer clothes that show more skin, but this is unexpected.’
”No, Hizuru’s Kimono doesn’t expose much skin, so I decided to minimize exposure as much as possible.”
’Hmm, I’d say it’s a passing grade.’
After answering Mother-in-law’s question, I received a passing grade from the Acting Head of Family. It seems my reason for choosing the outfit was deemed reasonable.
However, I’m glad Yohira didn’t choose Ethelena’s preference. I don’t know what she would have said.
”Excuse me, Acting Head of Family-sama.”
’Hmm, likewise, City Mayor (female)-dono.’
The City Mayor (female), who seemed to feel as awkward as interrupting a family’s international call, came to greet us during the conversation.
For now, the content of this meeting was communicated in advance, so I should ensure it doesn’t deviate like last time. I have a slight fear that the conversation might get sidetracked by the Torakuma (T/N: Female) family’s traits, but…
’Tatara-san, it’s been a while.’
”Ah, Mother-in-law… excuse me, Mother-in-law. It’s been a while.”
Close call.
I almost called her ‘Madam,’ but I saw a murderous intent flash in her eyes for a moment. It’s good to be able to greet her here since we haven’t had a personal greeting, but is there something going on?
’The souvenir you gave me was wonderful. My hair retained its moisture and healed from damage thanks to the dryer, and the fan was smooth and unpretentious, showing the maker’s sincerity.’
Being praised so directly makes me blush. I can feel the blood rushing to my face.
”Mu, Mother, you also received a fan from Tatara?”
’Yes, it’s an iron fan… though slightly different.’
Saying so, she took out a Mithril fan from her sleeve.
Yohira seemed to understand that I had made it, not just from its simple design, but from the overall balance. It feels a bit ticklish.
’It has a certain charm to have it be the same as Yohira’s.’
”I don’t know how to express my feelings about Tatara’s crafting ability, which has pleased Mother’s aesthetic sense.”
”…Mother-in-law, is the fan you’re using perhaps incredibly valuable?”
”Simply put, it is one of the divine relics used in ceremonies in our country. It was adjusted for Mother by a craftsman renowned as a national treasure.”
”Whoa.”
I heard about something far more incredible than I imagined. Something used in national ceremonies must be on the level of a national treasure.
More importantly, Mother-in-law, who is entrusted with it, is incredible.
She must be in a position to be entrusted with dances dedicated to the gods in rituals. When Yohira was born with innate dancing talent, she was probably expected to be her successor.
’By the way, Tatara-san, do you have any new works?’
Mother-in-law asked with a hint of excitement.
”Um, I made something based on a request, but I’ve already given it to the recipient.”
’Oh, what a shame. What kind of item was it?’
”Yes, it was a weapon and a shield. For the weapon… ah, I made something similar to Yohira’s, so I might have her bring it out later for reference. Is that okay, Yohira?”
”Mu? It’s fine. Mother would want to see it too, wouldn’t she?”
”Thank you. As for the shield, I secured its strength by forging a composite of Orichalcum, Mithril, and a little Adamantite. I engraved it with the Spell Formulas for ‘barrier’ and ‘telepathy’ to make it the master unit, and I control six smaller shields engraved with ‘barrier’ and ‘induction’ Spell Formulas, creating a magic shield that deploys a barrier between the shields—”
’Tatara-san, please wait. My head can’t keep up.’
Mother-in-law asked me to stop mid-explanation.
I see, even Mother-in-law gets confused when it’s explained verbally. Dahlia isn’t here, but I have a word processor and a spatial projection display, so I’ll explain it while projecting the blueprints.
As I thought this, I took out the word processor and spatial projection display from my inventory.
”Wait, Julon.”
Just then, Calmys-san called out to me from behind. Damn, it was probably too much to bring out large equipment for an explanation.
”Ah, sorry, Calmys-san. I guess bringing out blueprints and such for the explanation was a bit much, wasn’t it?”
”No, it’s not that. If I have my own impressions from actually fighting it, my resolution will improve. Why didn’t you call me?”
”Indeed!”
”Knight-dono is truly an Asura, isn’t he?”
Hey, foolish fox, is it okay to use such an obscure catchphrase after so long?
Well, catchphrases have no rules.
’…Yohira, Tatara-san is becoming quite something, isn’t he?’
”He seems to have been frustrated lately. It’s hard to tell, but I think this is Tatara’s way of showing affection. He must trust us enough not to be put off even when we talk about such heavy topics.”
’Tatara-san must be having a hard time too…’
As they seemed to be having a mother-daughter conversation, I waited a bit. While fiddling with the word processor, confirming that the blueprints were loaded correctly, the Head of Judiciary approached me.
”Next Chief Crafter, may I have a moment?”
”Ah, yes. What is it, Head of Judiciary?”
”May I ask who commissioned that incredible shield?”
”It was Sister Kareha of the Healer Maiden Church.”
”…Understood. Thank you.”
The Head of Judiciary clutched her head upon hearing Sister Kareha’s name.
They look to be around the same age, so perhaps she knew her directly during her active years. If she’s someone who heard the episode I heard from a fool in real-time, this reaction is understandable.
”Tatara Julon-san.”
Just as my conversation with the Head of Judiciary ended, I was called from another direction. Turning my head, I saw the head of internal affairs standing there.
”Yes, what is it, Head of Internal Affairs?”
”What is the reason for providing a weapon to Sister Kareha?”
”Because I received a commission to make it, but did it violate any laws?”
”There is no law that criminalizes providing weapons to religious figures. I just want to confirm if it meets the ‘Whirlwind’ law regarding ‘commissioning the creation of iron products.’”
”Eh?”
Damn, I accepted it normally, but wasn’t this Sister Kareha’s first time requesting equipment from ‘Whirlwind’? I accepted it normally because it was a remake of a weapon she already had, but I forgot the crucial part.
”Mu, Paladin Kareha wouldn’t lack the skill to require an iron product commission, would she?”
Calmys-san, who had been listening to our conversation, interjected.
Well, the commission for iron products is just a formality to show that the person has the minimum required skill, a measure to prevent students or explorers who have just graduated from getting carried away with powerful weapons right away. Honestly, asking for such qualifications from someone who can fight against Calmys-san, the strongest in the city, is a bit much.
”Knight Calmys, even if you acknowledge it, Saint, this is the law within ‘Whirlwind.’ As the head of internal affairs, I cannot overlook it.”
The head of internal affairs can’t say anything when faced with such a logical argument. However, there is actually a solution, or rather, an excuse.
”Head of Internal Affairs, one confirmation.”
”Yes, what is it?”
”When accepting a commission, for those who gather the necessary materials themselves, what is the material limit under that system?”
”…There is effectively no upper limit.”
”Then, when renewing equipment obtained outside of ‘Whirlwind,’ what are the material restrictions for the equipment that can be accepted?”
”…There are none.”
”Then, finally. If the equipment brought by the other party contains Mithril, Orichalcum, and Adamantite, is there an obligation to refuse if the Crafter themselves can process it?”
”…There is not.”
”With that, I prove that there is no fault in renewing Sister Kareha’s old equipment into a new one.”
”…It’s sophistry.”
”Yes. However, it follows the rules.”
It’s a rather forced evasion, but it’s technically within the rules. The decisive difference between Tatia and Yohira and Sister Kareha is whether there is a record of clear achievements in the past.
Tatia and Yohira are young, and there are no records of clear achievements outside the city. Therefore, they need to demonstrate their skills through an iron product commission when making equipment for the first time within ‘Whirlwind.’
On the other hand, Sister Kareha has a clear record of past achievements. Moreover, Calmys-san, who governs fair and just combat, vouches for it.
With all this, it’s impossible to deny her skill. …Well, it’s a rule that can be exploited if someone impersonates her.
”…Understood. I acknowledge that the commission with Sister Kareha was carried out within the bounds of the law.”
”Thank you… Please try not to break the rules next time.”
”Please do. If the Chief Crafter breaks the rules, others might follow.”
The head of internal affairs’ concern is there. It’s a job that skirts the line of the Head of Judiciary’s work, but it also affects internal affairs.
It pains me to change the rules within ‘Whirlwind’ because of my actions, so I will make sure to cooperate. I felt like I heard, ‘You won’t be able to cooperate even if you try.’
’So, Tatara-san, what kind of shield did you make?’
”Ah, yes. I apologize for keeping you waiting. First, let me give you an overview—”
Called by Mother-in-law, I began my explanation. I activated the word processor and explained the performance and functions of the shield I made for Sister Kareha, codenamed ‘Karagana.’ I felt the Head of Judiciary and the head of internal affairs, who were listening nearby, turn pale, but I wonder if something happened.
Well, when I explained the technology used during development and that the weapon and shield together cost around 8 billion, and had the City Mayor (female) present there appraise the value, not only the Head of Judiciary and the head of internal affairs but also the Finance Minister clutched their heads. No, the Finance Minister was holding his stomach, and I gave him the stomach medicine the foolish fox had given him earlier.
Calmys-san actually engaged in a mock battle and described how troublesome and powerful the shield was, mixing in her impressions, which seemed to pique Mother-in-law’s interest. However, it’s impossible to make one due to lack of materials.
’…Tatara-san, have you succeeded in alloying Magic Metal?’
”If you can call this alloying, then yes. I just layered and folded Mithril, Orichalcum, and Adamantite.”
’From the perspective of a manufacturing method, it’s a superb achievement. I wonder if there’s any point in sending craftsmen from our country?’
”It’s my selfish desire, but I’d like you to teach me the method for making Katanas.”
’Oh, your selfish desire?’
”Isn’t it selfish to want the woman you love to wield a Katana made by your own hands?”
’Oh my, oh my!’
Upon hearing my words, Mother-in-law’s eyes sparkled. Another reason is that if Yohira can’t maintain her weapon properly in a situation where she can’t care for it, she’ll be in danger.
”Master, Master.”
”Hm? What is it, foolish fox?”
”I want a ninja Katana forged by Master. Could you forge a prototype for me before Yohira-sama’s Katana?”
”Hmm…”
Indeed, it would be good to replenish the foolish fox’s weapons as well. The only problem is the materials for the foolish fox.
”I don’t mind making it, but what about the materials?”
”When I came here from the village, I brought savings so I could exchange them for money if needed. Please forge it along with some ninja tools.”
”If you have them, that’s fine. However, as the head of internal affairs said earlier, please go to the dungeon and retrieve iron.”
”Understood… This is fine, right?”
Immediately after receiving my consent, she took out an iron ingot from her inventory. While I looked at it suspiciously and used ‘Appraisal,’ it was indeed an ingot mined from the ‘Cavern of Eternal Night.’
”Seriously…”
”I have sticky fingers. I just pilfered a little bit.”
”No, you probably used your ‘Steal’ skill to grab it when we went diving together. If so, it’s fine.”
”…How did you know so quickly?”
”Huh? I thought it was obvious, given it’s the foolish fox?”
”You’re seriously telling me you don’t realize you’re flirting with women?…”
Am I going to be called a womanizer again? That’s harsh.
”So, what do you want?”
”…Do you understand what a kunai is?”
”Oh, I understand. I haven’t made one before, but I have something similar, so it should be fine.”
”Understood…”
While I was unsure how to react to the foolish fox’s somewhat exasperated response, I put the iron ingot I received into my inventory. I’ll make five of them, at 200g each.
’Tatara-san, I will have the recipient send true silver, hihiirokane, and diamond ore, so please take care of Yohira’s Katana.’
”Eh, Mother!?”
Yohira exclaimed in surprise at Mother-in-law’s words. No, I’m surprised too.
Even for a noble family entrusted with the defense of Hizuru’s imperial capital, it’s not common to casually produce the three great Magic Metals. It shows how deep her affection is, and likely her desire to absorb my skills… This really raises my expectations for Katana blacksmithing.
”Understood. I will do my best to absorb your techniques and forge a masterpiece.”
’I’m counting on you. By the way… what kind of weapon does Yohira have?’
”Ah, that would be…”
”Such a rapid topic shift. Even I would have missed it.”
Hey, don’t say that when I don’t miss things like handguns, but can’t discern differences in skill.
Afterward, Yohira showed me her sword mace, and I explained the direction of the weapon while receiving opinions from Mother-in-law. It was a choice to leverage the strength of Oni like Yohira, but Mother-in-law said that Oni men excel in physical strength, while women excel in dexterity.
On the spot, using the word processor, I showed them something resembling a giant cow Katana that a substitute grim reaper with orange hair might use, and it was recommended. Although, Yohira seemed to prefer her current weapon, which she can swing without thinking.
”Also… ah, I’ve reinforced the armor too.”
’Oh, that mechanical armor?’
”Yes, please wait a moment.”
Saying so, I deployed an armor hanger from my inventory and hung ‘Genbu Revised’ on it. The way the arms moved and fixed ‘Genbu Revised’ with a clunking sound directly attacked the boyish hearts of men.
’Tatara-dono! That just now! That was amazing!! I want one!’
’Wha- what are you doing!? Please calm down!’
Suddenly, the Acting Head of Family, who usually shows a serious demeanor, interrupted from the side.
Oh, his boyish heart is shining… so he’s one of us. Although he’s often seen being hit from behind and stopped, the fact that Mother-in-law, who is usually calm, is frantically trying to stop him shows how significant it is.
”Next Chief Crafter.”
”Eh, ah. Head of Judiciary.”
”How much does that cost?”
”This person is also one of us.”
The Head of Judiciary’s eyes lit up as she pointed at the hanger.
Men really like this kind of clunky gimmick, don’t they? I’ll ask the City Mayor (female) about the price later; it’s a product entirely to my taste.
”Um, for now, I’ll explain about the armor, okay?”
’Y-yes, please… You, calm down!?’
’U-um… clears throat. My apologies.’
”No, I also praised myself wholeheartedly when I made this. It’s really great, isn’t it? This kind of clunky gimmick.”
’I understand.’
”It’s natural for men to like this kind of thing.”
The Acting Head of Family and the Head of Judiciary agreed with my words.
And the Chief of Foreign Affairs, who didn’t react, is being left out, which is funny. He didn’t seem to participate in the conversation with the Acting Head of Family either, but is he okay?
”Now, regarding the ‘Genbu Revised,’ I have reinforced it by incorporating the newly acquired power source into the simple Arcane Armor. Previously, it operated by drawing Mana from the wearer, but by using the ‘egg’ I created as a power source, it has become a true Arcane Armor.”
’When I first saw it, it was powered by the wearer’s Mana… Your technology is quite advanced.’
”Well, it’s a technology that only I can create, as I made it. I’ve finally shown my juniors the possibility of making it, but it’s still far from widespread adoption here.”
’…Tatara-san, you seem quite pitiful.’
I feel like Mother-in-law is sympathizing with me. I plan to teach my juniors after teaching them how to create Artificial Orichalcum, but I expect those two to bring about further advancements.
”The armor still uses Demonsteel, but the internal structure has been significantly altered. I used Orichalcum, which I happened to obtain, in the spine and joints, and it’s used to control the new Artificial Muscle created by sublimating Mithril. This minimizes the discrepancy with the user’s consciousness, and with the increased Mana transmission rate of the enhancement Spell Formula, the output has also increased. Artillery, which was previously impossible to handle, can now be used by incorporating a power source, and other functions—”
’Excuse me, Tatara-san, the technological gap is too large, and we can’t understand it at our current level.’
Even Mother-in-law is at a loss, which is a bit sad.
’Tatara-dono, if we provide the same amount of materials, can you make the same thing?’
”Yes, if you have the materials… but this is quite dangerous, you know?”
”Roughly estimating, the technical fee is over 1 billion. Considering that only Tatara can make it, it’s about 3 billion?”
”And Mithril and Orichalcum are essential. You need half the weight of the person wearing it in Mithril.”
’That’s a blood-curdling material requirement…’
Furthermore, a considerable number of Soul Cores are also required, so considering the cost of materials, it’s possible it could easily exceed 5 billion. Come to think of it, the Acting Head of Family should be having his inheritance ceremony soon… When might that be?
”Um, Acting Head of Family. I have something I’d like to ask.”
’Hmm, what is it?’
”I believe there is an inheritance ceremony for the head of the family, but when will it be?”
Upon my words, the Acting Head of Family put a hand to his chin and pondered, then turned to me.
’It is still being adjusted, but it is scheduled to be about three months from now.’
”That’s quite a while away…”
’There are many scheduling conflicts with various parties. If it is decided, I would like to ask Tatara-dono to attend as well.’
”Yes, I will participate if that time comes.”
From their perspective, as the one who found the inheritance proof that had been missing for hundreds of years, it’s natural to ask for my participation.
It’s also close to the academy graduation, and my attendance is largely flexible, so there shouldn’t be any problems. …Though I don’t know about my graduation report.
’Hmm, I should send Amatsu soon, or he might get confused by the time difference… I apologize, Tatara-dono.’
”Yes, regarding the blacksmith’s reception. I apologize for the trouble.”
’No, it’s originally a token of gratitude for saving Yohira. I apologize for the delay.’
”No, it’s our pleasure. Also, I apologize, but I will have him return in about seven days.”
’Is that… No, I see. Is it related to that matter I heard about last time?’
I nodded silently.
The Acting Head of Family understood what I meant. If it weren’t for the student protests, I would want him to stay for a month, two months… or even years, but unfortunately, that’s no longer possible.
A week. That’s the time I have to learn Hizuru’s historical techniques.
”Well then, we will be here to receive him.”
’Um, I will send Amatsu with Kasumi in an hour. He is stubborn and speaks in an old-fashioned way, making him difficult to understand, and he tends to get physical, but his skills are undeniable. I apologize, but I’m counting on you.’
Did his attributes increase? It’s good that he gets physical, but what does it mean for his words to be old-fashioned?
My companions, Yohira, and two guards left the scene. The City Mayor (female) and the others still had much to discuss and continued their communication.
I was pondering the reason for the head of internal affairs’ visit, but could it be related to legal preparations within the city for future technological exchange? I really lack this kind of political thinking.
”Well, it’s almost been an hour.”
Upon arriving home, we changed clothes and gathered in front of the teleportation gate in the garden. I wonder what kind of person will arrive.
As we were thinking this, the space between the pillars of the teleportation gate shimmered. After rippling like ripples on water, the scenery beyond the gate changed.
The garden of the Torakuma (T/N: Female) family, now clearer than before. Two figures stood there.
One was Yohira’s mother, Kasumi Torakuma (T/N: Female).
And beside her stood a portly old man. He was slightly shorter than me, but probably over 180cm tall.
However, his width was likely greater than mine. His shoulders were broad, and his arms were muscular.
He was clad in soot-stained work clothes, and his pectorals peeking from his sleeves seemed ready to burst. He had a bushy beard and short-cropped white hair.
His right eyelid was closed, and his open left eye resembled a black pearl. And two horns of asymmetrical length. A demon, and likely a far more vital being than his appearance suggested.
”Nice to meet you. I am Tatara Julon, who will be learning blacksmithing from today. Please treat me well.”
I greeted him politely. He is the one who will teach me about Katanas from now on, so I must treat him with respect.
The old man looked at me as I bowed my head and spoke in a deep voice.
”I’m Amatsu, who will be taking care of you from now on. Nice to meet you, kid.”
…What?
—
”Damn it all!”
The sound of a cup slamming onto a table echoed. This was a small bar on the outskirts of the commercial district. The man who cursed was an academy student. The man was insignificant. His pride had inflated, and he acted with the omnipotence of youth, causing trouble for various people. Furthermore, if the results were unsatisfactory, he would blame others. He was a small evil that existed in every place. This bar was a gathering place for ruffians, vagrants, and shady characters. Although recognized as filth by those who run the city, if they were to crack down on them, those people would lose their place and harm innocent citizens. Therefore, it was a necessary evil that had to be overlooked. The insignificant man clicked his tongue at the empty cup and asked the owner for more alcohol. The man had been the leader of a party until yesterday. However, he picked a fight with a Crafter who had a good-looking woman by his side, only to be shown an insurmountable gap.
As a result, the party disbanded, and the man was left alone. The man was born into a relatively wealthy family. His parents showered their only son with unconditional love and neglected his upbringing. As a result, he grew up with an inflated sense of self-worth that he couldn’t control. Relying on his parents’ money, he dominated the children around him with violence, acting as if he were the center of the world. He entered the academy for higher education, living with the baseless confidence that he would one day become a hero as an Explorer. As a result, that confidence was shattered from the root. He was terrified of a single Crafter and fled. His companions were the same, but the leader showed his true colors. Violence was crushed by stronger violence, and the frog in the well sank to the bottom of the well without even understanding the vastness of the ocean or the blueness of the sky. The gazes of disappointment from his companions. The indifferent gazes from the women he had flirted with. All the emotions directed at him tormented his mind, and he ended up seeking solace in alcohol.
”Damn, that damn Crafter…! What does he mean, ‘the weak can’t even choose how they die’… Acting so knowledgeable!!”
The man doesn’t understand, but the difference in levels is also a difference in the number of life-or-death situations one has experienced. More than a difference in status, that gap can become a clear disparity. The world Tatara speaks of, ‘the weak can’t even choose how they die,’ is a statement that veteran Explorers agree with, while only beginners would agree with the man’s optimistic view.
The fact that he doesn’t realize this cruel world is the measure of this man’s insignificance. He gulped down the newly poured sake again and slammed the cup on the table. A shadow quietly approached such a man.
”Oh my, you seem quite agitated?”
”Huh?”
The voice was somewhat sticky. When the man turned around, a well-dressed man of similar age stood there.
”Who the hell are you?”
”Oh no, just a humble student.”
The man replied nonchalantly to the intimidating man. However, his eyes clearly held contempt.
”I’m in a bad mood right now. Get lost before you get hit!”
Perhaps sensing that contempt, the insignificant man threatened him. However, he lacked force.
It wasn’t due to the alcohol; the man simply lacked the gravitas to exude such a thing. The nonchalant man, while finding the sight pathetic, opened his mouth.
”Do you have any complaints about the world?”
”…Huh?”
The insignificant man responded with a question mark to the nonchalant man’s sudden words. The nonchalant man, further lowering his evaluation of the man’s slow thinking, deemed him useful and continued speaking, remembering that he saw value in it.
”In this cage called ‘Whirlwind,’ aren’t you dissatisfied with the rules and disparities laid out?”
”…Of course I am!!”
The insignificant man shouted back at the nonchalant man’s words.
”Everyone looks down on me! That idiot who refused my invitation even though I invited him because he had good grades at the academy! That amateur who gave me the cold shoulder when I thought I’d try to get her because she was good-looking! Most of all, that damn Crafter who looked down on me!! I don’t like any of them! And on top of that, those bastards who abandoned me and ran away! They clung to me like parasites, calling me their leader, and then they got scared of that damn Crafter and ran away!!”
The insignificant man, conveniently ignoring the fact that he himself fled from the pressure exerted by that Crafter, spewed out his selfish complaints. The nonchalant man smiled, but his eyes only deepened in contempt; nothing else changed.
To this man, the man in front of him was also insignificant, someone he would normally have nothing to do with, like a maggot. However, for his own purposes, he needed even one of these insignificant beings.
”In that case, why don’t we change it?”
”…Change?”
To the insignificant man who echoed his words, the nonchalant man spoke, inwardly confident of victory.
”Yes! The laws that suppress the old and talented! The central government that only sits at the top and stifles young buds! The structure of this city where creators act so high and mighty! Let’s break it all down and rebuild it!!”
”This city… rebuild it…”
The insignificant man’s alcohol-dulled mind was captivated by the nonchalant man’s passionate speech.
He didn’t realize that doing so would also harm his parents, who had protected and loved him. The man, who couldn’t appreciate his parents’ love, could only act selfishly.
”If you have complaints about the world, let’s change the world! Let’s open our eyes, lend our ears, and shout loudly! That way, we can make truly just opinions prevail!!”
If Tatara Julon were here, he might have said the opposite. However, it’s also possible that he wouldn’t have been able to utter a word. He possessed the power to change the world, and he was in a position where he was asked to change perceptions within the city to pass on his skills.
He unintentionally aligned with the nonchalant man’s opinion. However, the difference is that the nonchalant man acts on his own initiative, while Tatara Julon was asked by others to act. Being asked by others to pass on his skills is the decisive difference from the nonchalant man.
”…Change the world.”
’Isn’t it a world where if you’re weak, you can’t even choose how you die? What have you been doing with your life?’ The Crafter’s words echoed in the man’s mind.
”That’s right, the Crafter said something about the world… Then we have to correct a world that’s wrong!!”
The insignificant man shouted, posing as a righteous person with his selfish desire to reform the world, but without any consideration for trampling on the people living peacefully in the present. He is selfish and self-centered to the core; that is the nature of this insignificant man.
”In that case, please cooperate with us. Stand up with us and lend us your strength. We need your power.”
”Yeah, I’ll change the world! With my excellence, it’s guaranteed!!”
The nonchalant man looked at the insignificant man, who spoke with baseless confidence, with contempt. He saw no value in this insignificant man, who was easily manipulated by his own complexes and fell into his grasp.
The nonchalant man coldly watched the insignificant man, who began to laugh loudly. In the shadows of the city, malice churned. Even as the opposing order gained strength, it seemed to mock them.
Notes:
• Dahlia – The automaton.
• Hinagiku – A tengu woman as Ranka’s potential companion. She stays with Tatara’s group after travels. Joins household scenes only. Linked to Ranka by shared gluttony jokes. No direct tie to Tatara beyond cohabitation. Cheerful eater.
• Yohira – Torakuma’s first name.
• Amatsu – A master blacksmith and a female. Demonstrate forging skill to Tatara. The duel arises from Tatara’s request for guidance. Senior craftsman guiding Tatara. No kin known. Golden right eye and calm mastery define her.
• Calmys – War God’s knight, Mayor’s guard chief, whip-master hiding as a swordswoman; sharp tongue, big-sister vibe to Tatara, grants him and Ethelena church protection.
• Kareha – A human paladin and nun appearing in ch.71. She requests new weapons from Tatara after past battles damaged hers. The order sends her under church duty. Works with Tatara and Dahlia as ally. Close to Ranka. Strong, polite, and fearless.
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