Chapter 5: The Orphanage
Three days after my reincarnation, I found myself swaying in a carriage with blush marks on my cheeks.
“My butt hurts.”
The ground not made of asphalt was bumpy, and while the springboards of the carriage dampened the jolts to some degree, it still couldn’t compare to the smooth roads of modern Japan.
The place we were headed to was the orphanage.
Apparently, Ballad (me) had been asked by Iris to check on the current state of the orphanage, and in return, she had promised to spend the night with him.
However, he thought there was no way Iris would agree to such a condition, so he didn’t take it seriously.
So I asked her honestly, “What was the promise again?”
And, of course, I was slapped hard across the face in response, leaving a beautiful blush pattern on my cheek.
Inside the carriage were me, Iris, Mint, and Cattleya, with Rose driving.
Before long, we arrived at the orphanage.
The entrance had the Deiman Family crest, indicating that this orphanage was managed by our household.
The building looked old and appeared to have not been repaired for decades, with numerous signs of wear and tear.
From inside the building, a woman dressed as a nun and about seven orphans emerged.
“Thank you for coming all the way here. I am Saintpaulia, the one in charge.”
The nun introduced herself as Saintpaulia.
In the game, she is a tragic character who ends up selling herself into slavery due to debts the orphanage incurred, which I believe was caused by Ballad.
This whole mess later became one of the reasons for my execution, but I couldn’t recall how exactly it all came to be.
While I was lost in thought, a beastperson child approached me.
“Hello, little pig beastperson! I’m Mike, the cat beastperson. Nice to meet you!”
Both I and the four maids, along with Saintpaulia, froze for a moment.
After a brief silence, I asked, “Are you talking about me when you say little pig beastperson?”
Mike nodded enthusiastically with a big smile.
“Pfft, he—he does look like a pig, but that’s a human!”
Rose replied, half-laughing.
The other three maids were struggling to hold back their laughter.
Saintpaulia, on the other hand, turned pale and prostrated herself on the ground.
“I’m terribly sorry! Please forgive me! I beg you, I beg you!”
“Huh? You’re not a beastperson!?”
“I’m human!”
I exclaimed, pinching Mike’s cheek.
With 1,078 days until my scheduled death.
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