“Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep.”
Pastel crossed her arms and groaned.
Elshire asking for advice? I feel a strong sense of duty to give proper advice.
But, but…
Pastel poked her cheek with her finger.
Even though it’s the tradition of the Craft Family, I’ve never actually done any of the blood feuds or family murders (Dad might disagree, though).
Elshire knew what she was asking, but…
Glancing over at Melissa, who was diligently writing a reply on the bench floor. Her fountain pen seemed awkward in her hands, as her writing speed wasn’t very fast, but you could feel her worried heart.
“How would you advise her, Melissa?”
Hearing the question, Melissa stopped writing. She moved the fountain pen as if she were rubbing her cheek with a quill, then realized it was a fountain pen and paused to speak.
“I won’t be giving advice.”
Huh?
“She probably knows what she should and shouldn’t do. Even if Bellamont usually acts dull, she can certainly make that judgment.”
The fountain pen began writing again.
“Besides, heir competitions can change rapidly, asking for unclear advice just means wanting to vent frustration. Right now, what Bellamont needs is emotional support.”
“I see.”
Smart analysis.
I guess adding too many comments to someone else’s family affairs isn’t good either.
If my friends asked how I would treat Dad, I wouldn’t feel good about it either.
Pastel hesitated and wrote something very brief.
This is about all I can say.
Then, Elly clapped her hands.
“Finish the letter and write more. It’s not something you can write in a moment, right?”
“Oh, yes. I got ahead of myself. Sorry.”
Melissa hurriedly organized her letter.
“I’ve written everything! Send it right away!”
Pastel handed Elly a letter with just a few words written on it.
“Already? We’re friends, so there’s no need to stick to formality, but…”
Elly was folding the letter when she read the painfully short contents and paused.
“Kill them all.”
Black Eyes trembled.
“Was that really the time to write something so hasty? Pastel, please put some effort into comforting her. Bellamont is struggling without friends!”
Slightly sulky Melissa scolded.
“Eeh? Now that I think about it, Elshire probably has no friends back home.”
An unexpected fact.
Pastel groaned.
“But I wrote the best advice. I understand what you’re saying, Melissa, but I think what’s needed now is practical advice.”
Melissa hesitated.
“Since you say so, I guess it might be that way. In a dangerous situation, someone has to give advice from a third party. The person involved will have a narrow perspective.”
“Exactly. Family can lose their objective view, and then they end up missing a lot.”
“True. If there’s someone with evil intentions among the family, it becomes very dangerous.”
“Yep! It would be really nice if everyone could be happy together, but realistically, it’s difficult! Melissa, you’re really smart!”
Melissa smiled.
“Thank you. I’m curious about how you wrote it. Elly, could you show me the letter?”
As her hand reached out, Elly flinched and trembled. She hurriedly folded the letter and stammered.
“Curiosity isn’t good. I, I’ll just go mail it.”
Elly left.
Melissa tilted her head in confusion.
“Why is she acting like that?”
Pastel also tilted her head.
“I don’t know. Maybe she needs the bathroom?”
Oh my, maybe it’s the bathroom!
Pastel prepared the carriage while waiting for Elly to return.
It wasn’t an amazing industrial city carriage; it was just a carriage. It had gears and mechanical devices hanging on the horse’s harness, and it had auxiliary wheels on the hooves, but it was hard to tell if it was performing well.
It seemed like something transitional before the arrival of automobiles?
When Elly returned, the group boarded two carriages.
However, normally she should have been explaining the schedule again since we were heading to the royal palace, but for some reason, Elly stealthily boarded Melissa’s carriage.
Thanks to that, Pastel ended up riding with the Demon Lord.
No, wait, let me correct that.
Pastel booted the Demon out and boarded alone.
“Demon Lord! Suddenly, I’m not feeling well!”
Looking at the Demon trying to sit down, the girl’s cheeks puffed up slightly.
“It definitely looks like you’re the reason! Being in the same space is a bit, well, not great? Either way, let me out!”
Her finger pointed to the carriage door.
“What?”
The Demon was dumbfounded.
“What kind of ridiculous reason is that?”
Ignoring her, he tried to sit on the carriage sofa.
“Gah!”
The girl gasped and trembled.
“The Demon Lord’s bottom touched my carriage! That’s a place I sometimes lie down when I’m bored! My head touches it! MY HEAD! How can you sit there?!”
“No.”
The Demon was lost for words.
“Get out! Get out of my cozy space! Get out! GET OUT!”
Waving her arms, the Demon stuttered, opening his mouth several times. Then he wore a confused expression and, for some reason, stepped out of the carriage. It was as if he was fleeing from an incomprehensible situation.
“Demon Lord, you fool!”
Pastel shut the carriage door with a bang, her expression turning sulky.
After a moment, her expression gradually softened as she looked around inside the carriage.
“Fairy!”
Her voice whispered softly.
Hehe.
Pastel called the Good Fairy to grant her wishes instead of the Demon Lord who couldn’t perform contracts.
The inside of the carriage was quiet, with no response.
“Oh? Is she not here?”
That could be.
—Did you find me?!
The sofa cushion where the Demon had intended to sit suddenly flipped up. The hidden Fairy revealed herself, emanating Black Energy.
“Waaah! Fairy, you were there?!”
Looks like it was good the Demon Lord’s bottom didn’t touch her!
—I am a hide-and-seek master!
The Fairy perched on the sofa cushion and boasted softly.
“Woooow! That’s so cool! Awesome!”
Just then, there was a knock at the carriage door.
“What’s going on? Is someone there?”
Huh?
There was an interruption in the conversation with the Fairy.
Pastel quickly puffed up her cheeks.
“Oh, come on! Demon Lord! Don’t interrupt my personal time! I don’t need you right now! Go away!”
“No.”
“Go away!”
“No, what…?”
The Demon Lord’s voice suddenly grew louder as he accumulated many things to say before he left.
Phew.
“The soundproofing isn’t great.”
Pastel fiddled with the soundproof magic circle in the corner of the carriage. Turning it to maximum effect, the carriage began to move.
She turned back to the Fairy.
“I’m sorry, Fairy. Our house’s Demon Lord is a bit clueless.”
—It’s alright! I’m kind enough not to get upset over trivial things!
The Fairy smiled brightly.
Wow! That’s a true Fairy!
Her pink eyes sparkled.
“Fairy, Fairy. Then, you’ll grant my new wish, right?”
The wish she had been saving up, quietly yearning for, for so long! This time it would be specially for Elshire!
The Fairy’s expression turned slightly complicated. But maybe she was wrong, as when Pastel opened and closed her eyes, the Fairy was still smiling brightly.
—Of course! I’m a good Fairy, so I can fulfill the requests of good girls as much as they want!
Just as expected, the Good Fairy!
I knew I could count on her!
It’s not like I’m making a wish again and worried that the Fairy might say no after accumulating debts like a tenant!
The Fairy was also being chased by the cult, so it wasn’t guilt towards the landlord for providing her a place to stay!
—But!
Suddenly the Fairy grew serious. She clapped her fingers firmly and said resolutely.
—Last time, I can’t grant wishes for ultimate wealth and power! Touching the whole world is beyond my capability! A wish beyond my abilities is impossible!
Eeh.
Drawing a line there.
Then again…
It might be too much to ask for a hundred billion gold as rent.
Pastel snapped back to her senses from that evil landlord.
—Now tell me! What wish do you want?
The pink eyes sparkled.
Famous Pastel shouted for Elshire.
“Please grant me immortality!”
The Fairy looked incredulous. She merely stared at her blankly.
Gulp.
I messed up!
I should have wished for immortality after I’ve grown up!
No, no, that’s not it!
It’s for Elshire! Elshire!
Doo doo doo doo~!
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Doo doo doo doo~!
Having rebooted, Pastel shouted again.
I needed to wish for Elshire!
Oh my, that’s right.
This is my true feelings.
Ugh.
Pastel felt sad.
Sorry, Elshire. If I become immortal, I’ll do my best to help you.
Pastel squeezed her eyes shut.
“I’m ready to become immortal! Please do it now!”
Elshire, I’m sorry!
If I become immortal, I’ll help you!
—No, that’s not going to happen.
The Fairy looked stunned.
—What kind of ridiculous wish is that? Even as a good Fairy, my powers have their limits.
Oh? Is that really how it is?
Can the Fairy not do it?
Underperforming?
Pastel’s gaze started to shift.
Hearing that the Demon Lord couldn’t perform his contracts felt similarly disappointing.
The Fairy suddenly started to feel unnecessary.
I felt like I should have the well-cooking Demon instead of a renter who couldn’t pay rent.
The Fairy flinched.
After a brief moment of confusion, she shyly stuttered out.
—But somehow it feels like it might be possible or it might not, and there’s this feeling that it might be…
“Huh.”
Pastel covered her mouth with both hands.
“Are you saying it’s possible?!”
—Ah~!
The Fairy gazed into the distance.
—If my heart is happy and my condition is perfect, in the optimal environment in the best place, then yes.
With that, the Fairy’s expression became a bit cloudy.
—But today…
She knocked her neck.
—The weather isn’t great, and I didn’t sleep properly. There’s even a bit of exhaust smell…
“Does that mean it’s possible?!”
The pink eyes sparkled.
The Fairy’s mouth opened in disbelief, and she just stared in silence.
The pink eyes sparkled continuously.
The Fairy began to look away.
Then, with a voice that sounded as if she were being put under pressure like a researcher, she mumbled.
—Uh, I think we’ll need a bigger budget and more time.
Gulp.
That’s too much of a realistic problem…!
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