I put my hand on my forehead and looked up. The sun was shining in the cloudless northern sky.
"The weather is nice." I smiled, caught in the beauty of Blake's warm estate.
A row of pure white brick buildings. Stalls lined up on both sides. Behind them, simple shops with a human touch.
Okay. Shops.
I looked at the money bag at my side. It was heavy. According to Kyle, he had said, "Take everything from here to there."
I really didn't want to spend it that way, but it was a lot of money. Even when Bae Su-hyun was alive, he didn't enjoy this much luxury.
...To be precise, he died just before he could enjoy it.
"Let's go, porter." I shook my head and looked back at Kyle. He was dressed lighter than usual and was looking down at me, raising one eyebrow.
It was useless to look at him that way. Did he want me to call him a porter or a date? He had said he wanted me to follow him first.
Leaving Kyle behind me, reacting nervously, I lifted the heavy purse.
No matter what anyone said, I was going to spend all of this today. It was meant to be used up and gone.
I realized it only after I died once, but it's right to squander money while it's in your hands. I'll show you what it's like to earn like the Duke of the North and spend it like a hamster. I will have the most fun in the world.
"Slowly." He grabbed me by the back of the head. My body, which was moving forward excitedly, was pulled backward.
I looked at him again with a heavy expression. He already had the jerky he had received from a stall selling dried meat.
"..."
"Ugh. Mmm."
Why? What are you seeing?
"...No. Just eat it."
Wow, I think it's crazy. How do you make this kind of sauce? Is it possible for this kind of taste to exist in the world?
Buy it now.
I bought two rolls of beef jerky. When I handed over the shiny gold coins, Kyle took them for me.
I chewed on the jerky, tasting it, and walked to the next store. This time, the theme was 'A bracelet that makes your body healthy just by wearing it!' It was a judgment. On the stiff paper next to it, it was written:
...Is it a germanium bracelet? They looked similar in color... It's a scam.
On the other hand, Kyle, who was standing next to me, was looking at the bracelet with interest.
"Is there anything big enough for a hamster?" he asked.
I asked if there was. Don't think about filling it up more than that. What is his magical power? What are all the gems? Oh, it's my eighth.
Did you make up the word that there is a special constitutional demon beast that doesn't have a rare gem?
I sighed and dragged him to the next store. If I left it for another minute, he was ready to make it to order.
"Let's see. I also bought clothes that were too cold."
"The cloak is warm! It's chunky, but not heavy!"
"Buy a scarf, a scarf!"
"Delicious masu skewers!"
"Buy a bag of peanut snacks, get one more!"
My expression naturally brightened with the liveliness of the market.
I bought everything I thought looked good. The luggage was placed in the arms of His Highness the Grand Duke—oh, no. Don't put it on your right arm, but put it on your left arm. It's an expensive right-hand man.
"Shoes made from sturdy northern elephant skin!"
"Functional pants! Blake's favorite training uniform!"
I can't stand it.
"There are sweet and sour tangerine candies. Go see the handmade candies made by artisans with thirty years of experience!"
Oh, I can't stand this either.
"It's a crepe. To commemorate the festival's sold out, we'll sell it for one more day!"
I can't stand it.
"Oh, that's good."
I spent money like water. My heavy pockets grew lighter, and Kyle's hands were full of luggage.
"Why?" I asked him, with a crepe in both hands, and Kyle replied flatly.
"I think it's simpler than I thought."
I'm breaking the seal of the store, but is this simple?
After all, in the Northern Empire, this kind of consumption seemed to be like a hamster's foot. Was it surprising to buy a store?
"Today I'm treating. Would you like crepes? I heard raspberries are inside."
I bought mine because it looked delicious, but I was sorry to ignore him, who was acting as a porter the whole time, so I bought two. Ah, what is this kindness? After all, South Korea. It's a country where people don't starve.
He shook his head slowly. "I don't have an arm to lift it."
"...Oh, I see."
His hands were full of luggage. It was all my responsibility. I was a little sorry. Although it was true that he was brought in as a porter...
Still, he was the owner of this land and the lord of the north. He had been following me silently since then, and the eyes of the shopkeepers who recognized him soon popped out.
"I can't." After thinking about it for a moment, I raised one arm and stretched out to put the crepe in front of Kyle's mouth.
He just looked down at me as if this situation was unfamiliar. Why, then what should I do? Where can I go and buy an arm?
"What are you staring at like that?"
"Because it's unexpected."
Kyle lowered his head and took a bite of the crepe I was holding. In an instant, a corner disappeared. ...Was it very difficult to carry your luggage?
"You're the first person to feed me your own food."
[It's the first time I've ever seen something like this~ It's my first time doing something like this! 〜( ̄▽ ̄〜)(〜 ̄▽ ̄)〜 ]
Don't install it.
"Your Highness is not a demon of any kind, and you can feed him."
"It's usually difficult, me."
"It's not so difficult to watch every day." I said casually.
It would be a solemn grand spectacle in front of others, but to me, he's a hamster otaku who kisses me casually. It is even stranger to find it difficult.
"Did we see it every day?"
Whoops.
"...Recently, I've seen it every day. I don't know. I saw you yesterday, and I saw you the day before."
I told him to eat more, so I brought him close to the crepe and ate my portion. Let me see. Cranberries in whipped cream made from goat's milk...
"Ugh!" Kyle flinched as I roared.
"...Is it your first time eating fresh cream?"
"No, I ate it dozens of times. Fresh cream should have a fluffy and savory taste, why do you do this? Besides, what the hell did you think about putting sour cranberries on it? Double, bitter, spit comes out. It's twice as much!"
Kyle tilted his head in wonder and took another bite of the crepe. "This is the original whipped cream."
Following him, I took another bite.
After all, it is a poem.
"No, I don't. Originally, crepes should be sweet enough to melt on the tongue."
You don't know what, really. The charm of fresh cream is that it is fluffy like a cloud. Is that real?
So I would eat a slice of fresh cream cake at a café near my office at half past nine in the afternoon. It closes at ten o'clock, so it was just the last order. About once a month, on a day when I was having a hard time, my tiredness melted away.
It was really hard at the time, but now that it's over, it becomes a memory.
"Is that so..." Kyle's expression became serious. "If you don't like it, throw it away and eat something else."
"What do you mean? Waste. And it's not that you can't eat it."
"Yes. Eat a lot." Kyle finished the crepe before he knew it, squeezed my wrist lightly, and spun it around.
"You're small and thin."
What kind of? It's a little bigger than the average in Korea. I've never heard of it being small. If you wear one insole, it is 180 centimeters. Not the thick one, but the thin one.
"Your Highness, isn't he a giant in his eyes?"
He laughed low. "Eat a lot of meat. No matter how much I protect myself, I have to be able to stay healthy in order to go on reconnaissance. In Blake's estate, not only knights and soldiers, but also support units are trained in physical arts."
Kyle licked the cream off my lips with his tongue.
"What weapon do you know how to use?"
"No, I don't."
"What is your specialty?"
"...Let me see... Language?"
C language is also a language.
"Other than that."
"Eating a lot?"
If the game I was developing failed, the lady at the Baekban house recommended me to eat it.
"Hah..." He sighed heavily.
Why? Now that I think about it, I look like a pile of luggage.
However, this is not true. As long as I have the system and the original, your future will be prosperous. It's a bit of a sham, but believe me.
"Why?" I said provokingly. "Are you already worried that you won't be able to protect me?"
The nickname of the loser of the north will cry. Isn't it a bloody sabotage that he got fame by killing his loved ones? If you can't keep a single civilian, you should give him the position of lord.
Kyle's eyebrows furrowed when he noticed the subtle taunt in my words. He laughed curiously. "There's a corner that subtly touches people's tempers."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Workers fight well. They fight with clients, they fight with their bosses, and they fight with overtime. I didn't pick up a knife, I didn't lose anywhere.
"Where can I move this?" After eating diligently, I was already in front of Blake Castle. He glanced at me as if to ask me to climb it myself. I know, I know. Who doesn't have legs?
I replied as I climbed the stairs slowly like a turtle. "I'm going to put it in a warehouse that I don't use."
"Isn't it the servants' quarters?"
"Oh, yes, there are no seats. I only went into the break room when Sen was there."
"..."
I'm stuck everywhere, so how can I put all this luggage in the break room?
When Kyle asked me where I was looking, I didn't want to go into the study, so I occupied the break room... Now that Sen is gone, no matter how thick his mug is, it's still there.
"I'll give you a room," Kyle said casually. Can you give it to me just because you give it like that?
"...Yes? Really?"
"I must have forgotten, but I am the owner of this castle."
Oh, I did.
"Please go to a room with a big window."
If you're going to get it, you'll get it as a good thing. I will do the specifications in the next life.
The items that were acquired today were piled up in the newly assigned room.
After all, the world is all about money and white.