Dicuo, the mechanic from heaven

The wind was blowing gently. Chun Ji raised her head from time to time, looking at El's calm back, and then cast a curious look at the mechanical ball flying beside her.

what is this?

The girl blinked, full of curiosity, but too embarrassed to ask.

So he lowered his head timidly again and followed the boy silently.

It's called a "date".

But obviously, Sanjono Haruhime had no idea what to do.

now.

The two were walking along Happy Street.

It connects Southeast Street and South Street, and can be said to be the center of the entire Orario "customs industry".

Even though it's daytime.

But the dazzling array of strange signs on both sides make people feel like they have walked into a bizarre world.

[Snow Mountain Peak][Spring in the North][Beast Ears][Silk Stockings Heaven][Swimsuit Academy]…

Al quickly understood the meaning of many of the signs.

After all, it is too straightforward!

The whole street is similar, and there are no other shops besides these.

El could only take Haruhime and leave here silently.

Until I walked for a long time.

It was only when we arrived at South Street that we felt a little better.

As for Orarelli, it is said that there is a special entrance to the city for "high-end tourists".

This place not only leads directly to Happy Street.

There are also numerous casinos, theaters, pubs, high-end restaurants, hotels...

South Street is a place where money is spent.

It can be said to be the most luxurious place in the city except for the Tower of Babel where the gods squandered money.

But for meals, Al still wanted to go to the bountiful hostess - although the tavern didn't provide lunch, he could go and eat the waitresses' meals.

Mia’s mother wouldn’t mind making an extra portion for herself… oh no, now it’s two portions.

just.

"Want to go outside, sir?"

When he realized that he was taking her towards the central square.

Haruhime was shy and silent all the way.

But he suddenly spoke.

"I cannot go out, sir."

Even with the goddess's permission today, we still cannot leave the sphere of influence of the Ishtar clan.

That is the circle between Southeast Street and South Street.

"Is that so? It's right over there, isn't it?"

Al pointed to the tavern at the entrance of West Street in the distance, but the girl shook her head in denial.

"Then wait for me here."

"Eh?"

Haruhime stood there in a daze, looking at the boy's back as he suddenly walked away. For a moment, she was completely at a loss.

Why did you leave so suddenly, leaving me here like this...

What a strange old man...

It was obvious that Al was different.

Haruhime couldn't tell.

It felt like... the master in front of me didn't seem to treat me as a woman - or rather, he treated me with a fairly equal gaze.

Whether it is a beautiful woman, or an ordinary, ugly one.

It has nothing to do with identity or age.

As a "prostitute", Haruhime is quite sensitive to other people's eyes.

But since a while ago, this old man named Al has never looked at him with that kind of eyes.

That greedy, disdainful look at goods and treasures...

Chapter 52 This is called, simple reasoning

Not long after.

El's figure appeared in the busy central square.

But then there’s…

"Die Mie! You bastard! How dare you steal my dried fish, meow!!"

The fierce voice of the cat-man girl came from farther away.

But soon.

The noise quieted down, and Chun Ji saw a petite and cute cat girl being hit on the head by a strong arm in the crowd, and then being carried away.

Scared.

The noise comes quickly and goes away quickly.

When Al came back, Chun Ji saw that the boy was holding two bento boxes in his hands, and he also handed her a small black dried fish.

"Here, it's quite delicious."

The boy also had one stuffed in his mouth.

Well.

Chun Ji took the dried fish, removed the mask from her face, and took a light bite.

It’s salty and doesn’t have much flavor, but it’s surprisingly delicious and even whets your appetite.

"Let's go."

El showed the two bento boxes in his hand and said softly.

"Find a place to eat."

"Okay, sir."

……

In the area of South Street near the city gate, there is a clear river running through the city.

I found a bench by the river.

Al and Haruhime just sat down.

"There's a fried potato ball place on North Street that's pretty good, but it's too far..."

No takeout either.

El thought so, however, although there are no electric scooters in this world, the speed of adventurers, when running, is actually not much slower than that of electric scooters.

Perhaps, we could promote a takeaway service that relies on adventurers for delivery?

My thoughts suddenly shifted to some distant place.

Until the fox girl who was slurping pasta asked.

"Fried potato balls? What are those?"

"Haven't you eaten it?"

"No."

Haruhime shook her head. It was only today that she had the freedom to go out after coming to Orario.

Al was a little surprised by this.

After all, fried potato balls are the "national snack" of Orario. Is it possible that there are people who have never eaten them?

"They also launched a Far Eastern natto flavor a few days ago."

"Eh?!"

"Haruhime is from the Far East, right?"

"Well... Master... How did Master know?"

Because you are wearing a kimono, just like the girl selling fried potato balls who often comes to help her own god, whose name seems to be "Ming"?

El felt that the fox girl in front of him was unexpectedly a little silly.

and.

Not only did I know she was from the Far East, I also knew...

"Miss Haruhime, you didn't come to Orario voluntarily, did you? Judging from your appearance, you must have been a noble, or a lady from a wealthy family."

"?!!"

Beneath the fox mask, the girl's deep green eyes were filled with disbelief and confusion.

[Why does the master know this? ]

"Because of reasoning."

Al smiled.

Of course, I have actually seen many nobles in the heavens - wars require a lot of money and resources.

therefore.

I have a good understanding of this type of people.

Just from Haruhime's temperament and every move, one can see the etiquette that has been cultivated over the years in a strict family environment.

There is no doubt that he comes from a prominent and wealthy family.

So, as a noble, he came to work in the red light district of Orario.

Al quickly imagined the sad story of how Haruhime's family fell into poverty and she was sold here.

But in fact.

It's even more outrageous than I thought.

Haruhime had no intention of hiding her past, so when asked by El, she quickly told him about her past.

She is indeed the eldest daughter of a noble family in the Far East.

But one day...

"Your father said you stole offerings to the gods and was about to kick you out? And then, a Dwarf guest happened to come to the house, interceded for you, and finally took you away?"

"Yes……"

"It looks suspicious no matter how you look at it."

"Eh?"

"Your father probably reached some kind of private deal with that little human tribe. To be more precise, he sold you out."

Al reasoned and continued.

"Maybe not. It was that little human who deliberately wronged you. The disappearance of the tribute was probably his doing, and then he came out to play the good guy and play the bad guy."

"Your father may or may not know about this, but... because of such a small matter, he gave you away, probably..."

Not a good father either.