Chapter 465

【Irrefusable Conditions?】

Roxy pursed her lips; she felt that if she asked, she would probably hear some inhumanly rich words from the little rich kid before her, so she decisively did not pursue this topic further: "You can't get full on just meat; let's go to the cafeteria together. At least for bread and such, I'll pay."

Broly did not refuse, and followed Roxy, who was not much taller than himself, toward the Ranoa Magic University cafeteria.

"This academy has two cafeterias: one is a high-end cafeteria only nobles and rich people can afford to consume at, and one is an ordinary cafeteria for commoner students. I don't have much money, so I can only treat you to the ordinary cafeteria's cooking."

Broly wanted to take out his money bag again, but after thinking it over, he gave up on doing so.

Based on his contact with Roxy afterward, the demon girl's displayed personality would probably not use his money.

And her personality should still be the type that doesn't really like owing people.

Regarding this, Broly had a pretty good idea.

"Eh, you still haven't eaten enough?"

In the Ranoa Magic University ordinary cafeteria, Roxy's forehead was beading with sweat; she couldn't help but ask the boy across from her whose stomach seemed like a bottomless pit.

"Not yet; it's only just starting now."

Broly held bread in one hand and a chicken leg in the other; beside him a stack of plates from already-devoured food had piled up, while opposite him the demon girl was sweating profusely.

Even though the ordinary cafeteria's prices were not expensive, Roxy's not-very-full purse also couldn't really withstand the Saiyan boy spending like this.

"If I change my mind now and say we each pay our own bill, is it still in time?"

Roxy asked.

"Of course it's in time. Although the wind-dried meat I took out is the very high-quality kind — a single piece might sell for two Milis silver coins — it doesn't matter. Who told me to be comparatively richer?"

Broly indicated it was fine.

Roxy: "..."

She didn't doubt the value of the wind-dried meat she had eaten.

"Then forget it. Although I'm not as rich as you, gritting my teeth I can still afford one meal. You just go ahead and eat your fill."

Since the boy had said such things, how could she go back on treating him?

"Okay, you eat too. Here, wind-dried meat."

Broly put down the chicken leg, wiped his hands, and handed over another strip of wind-dried meat as thick as a baby's arm.

Roxy ate tearfully; the chewy jerky paired with soft freshly baked bread — eating it was truly fragrant, but expensive was also truly expensive.

Today, the recommendation letter was obtained.

But the waived tuition fees were spent here.

So wanting to cry, yet so delicious...

【Forget it, forget it; just treat it as a cheat meal. At worst I'll take a leave for a while, go to the Adventurer's Guild side, and take on some high-reward commissions...】

Roxy comforted herself internally; dinner she ate with both heartache and deliciousness.

"Right, do you know where your dormitory is?"

After eating and drinking her fill, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, Roxy asked.

"I don't have a dormitory."

Broly shook his head.

"Then where are you staying tonight?"

Roxy was a bit curious.

"Don't tell me you want to come back to the girls' dormitory with me?"

She asked vigilantly.

"Is that allowed?"

Hearing this, Broly's eyes brightened and he asked.

"That's definitely not allowed!"

The demon girl's voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of those around.

Although because of Broly's displayed terrifying appetite, this side was already receiving a lot of attention anyway.

"Oh, then I'll go back to the inn in the city center. I've already rented a suite there."

Broly was a bit disappointed, but still explained.

"It's already getting late. That somewhat terrifying guard of yours — will he come over here to pick you up later?"

Roxy looked out the window; the sky had completely darkened, and she asked again.

"You mean Orsted?"

"I don't know his name, but it's the silver-haired one with sunglasses."

"Orsted isn't my guard; he's my friend. He won't come pick me up."

"Then you're going back alone?"

"Mm."

Roxy looked at the boy's childish face across from her and couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it; I'll escort you back then."

"Eh?"

"Although Magic City Xilia's public security is pretty good, there are bad people out at night too. If you go back alone and something happens, I'd feel guilty. Consider this repayment for me taking more advantage at tonight's shared meal."

Tonight Broly ate a lot of Roxy's meal money, but the value of the wind-dried meat Roxy ate was above this meal.

Of course, right now Roxy just wasn't at ease letting a child walk the night road alone, and found an excuse to escort Broly back.

"Okay."

To this, Broly did not refuse the girl's kindness; although he didn't need her protection, he did need time together with her.

"Miss Roxy."

On the way back, Broly called out to the demon girl walking beside him.

"What is it?"

Roxy turned her head in puzzlement, and under the cold radiance of the magic streetlights, the girl's profile was quite pretty.

"I want to know, what would it take for you to accept a partner younger than yourself?"

Broly asked seriously.

"Still this matter, huh. Honestly, I don't actually mind the partner being younger in age; what I mind is the partner looking comparatively small."

"Is there a difference?"

"Do you know the Migurdia Tribe?"

"I know."

"Then you should also know that once our tribe reaches adulthood, we keep a somewhat childlike appearance, right?"

"That I'm not clear on."

Broly shook his head.

"Anyway, it's because our tribe's appearance resembles children that I suffered quite a bit when I was working as an adventurer outside.

Even now there are always people who look down on me because of my appearance; I feel troubled by this, and likewise don't like my own looks.

So, I basically won't consider a partner who looks smaller than me; even if the other party's age is older than mine, it's the same.

This is my personal aesthetic preference issue, unrelated to other reasons; therefore, until you grow up into an adult, I won't consider you."

This answer left Broly somewhat depressed; in this world he only had ninety days in which he could grow, and once the loop's time was up, his body would return to its original state — in other words, wanting to grow up in this world was basically an impossible thing.

"Then is there any possibility I could change your aesthetic preference?"

Broly asked again.

"I feel you'd only be wasting your effort."

Roxy used affirmative words to deny the boy's words.

"Anyway, I'll think of a way; either make myself grow up, or change your aesthetic preference — I won't give up on capturing you."

Capturing isn't about looking at the surface; as long as the other party's happiness value hasn't decreased, that means there's a chance; even if the other party currently has an attitude of refusing me, it's the same.

"Uh, alright then, you do your best."

Roxy scratched her face with her right index finger; being told face-to-face by a child that he was going to capture her, her feeling was somewhat subtle.

To describe it, it was probably a kind of speechlessness mixed with a bit of "Hah, so I'm also someone who's wanted, even if it's by a child" — this slightly heart-souring feeling.

"Young Master Broly, we've arrived; then I'll take my leave. Hmm, drink more milk; maybe that way you'll grow up quickly."

Roxy didn't take the boy's words to heart; merely, when bidding farewell to him, she mentioned in passing something she had done in the past to try to grow taller.

"Drink milk?"

Watching the demon girl leave, Broly was thoughtful.

In the inn room, Orsted sat cross-legged on the bed meditating; he had already maintained a meditative state for a whole day.

Although he knew this loop wouldn't reach the point of killing the Human God, keeping his magic power fully charged at all times was a personal habit he had cultivated during the process of dealing with the Human God.

"Click—"

At this moment, the door was opened.

Orsted opened his eyes and saw Broly carrying a man-sized wooden bucket walking in.

"What are you holding?"

He asked with some curiosity.

"It's milk."

Broly replied.

"Do you like drinking this?"

Orsted was somewhat puzzled.

In his impression, the beverage the boy liked more should be berry juice.

As for milk, it wasn't that he hadn't drunk it; just that the number of times he'd seen him drink it was comparatively few.

"I don't like milk; this taste is a bit bland."

Broly shook his head.

"Don't like it, then why did you buy a whole big bucket?"

Orsted was even more surprised.

"Roxy said drinking milk makes you grow up faster; I want to grow up fast, so that I can capture her better."

Broly explained the reason for buying milk, then took the lid off the big wooden bucket, picked up the cup on the table, and started drinking the milk.

The unsweetened milk had a milky fragrance, but the taste was just that; Broly preferred things with more flavor.

Orsted watched Broly, one cup after another of milk being poured into his mouth, and the expression on his face became somewhat strange.

Even he knew clearly that milk only supplements nutrition, letting those who can develop develop; but for those who cannot develop, no matter how much milk they drink it's the same.

This is just a cow's milk, not some magic potion; even if it were a magic potion, this world probably doesn't have a magic potion that makes someone suddenly grow up.

He told this situation to Broly.

"So, even if I drink more milk, I still can't suddenly grow up?"

"At least, with your situation, it should be exactly like that, no mistake."

Orsted nodded.

No matter which time period he saw Broly in, the boy's age never had much change from when they first met,

"Then do you have any good methods to let someone grow up quickly?"

Broly consulted Orsted.

"I know a secret technique that can make someone grow up quickly."

"What kind of secret technique is it?"

Broly didn't expect Orsted to actually have an idea, and hurriedly pursued the question.

"It's the secret technique on my body. When I was teleported from the Ancient Era to Dragon Calendar Year 330, I had already crossed childhood and adolescence, directly entering my current adult state."

Orsted said so.

"Then help me apply this secret technique too."

Broly made the request.

"Sorry, Broly. I only know this world has this kind of secret technique, but as for how exactly this secret technique is performed, that I don't know."

Orsted shook his head.

Broly: "..."

"But I can help you search for it. Among the Dragon Ruins existing in this world, there might be records of this kind of growth-promoting secret technique."

Orsted spoke again.

"This is somewhat troubling you."

"No trouble. Anyway, your destined capture target has already been found, and I have nothing to do anymore. Continuing to stay here, the curse on me would only obstruct your capture of that demon girl. Rather than that, I might as well go search for a growth secret technique for you, so you can successfully capture her sooner."

Orsted's words moved Broly somewhat. Regarding the distinction between false friends and true friends, the Human God and Dragon God are the most real contrast group.

One deceived him, deliberately making him miss his capture target.

One actively helps him, and even after finding the person, still provides assists for him.

"Right, if you're preparing to stay long-term in Sharia, then you need to buy a house here. Broly, what kind of residence do you like?"

Orsted asked. He was preparing to arrange corresponding housing property for the boy in Sharia before leaving, and also leave enough living expenses for Broly.

"If possible, I want to buy a house farther from Ranoa Magic University."

Broly answered.

"Huh? Normally speaking, shouldn't closer be better?"

The Dragon God was somewhat confused.

"The distance of the house from the Magic University doesn't affect me much. Mainly, I want Roxy to be able to send me home every day."

"And I can get along with her as friendly as possible during the process of her sending me home, raising the happiness value on her."

Broly explained slightly the reason for wanting to buy a farther house.

"Before, how did I not discover you actually have this kind of clever thinking?"

Orsted fell silent for a moment, then started complaining.

"That's natural. After all, you're not a capture target, so I naturally can't use this kind of capture thinking on you."

Broly put his hands on his hips, saying it very matter-of-factly.

"I have a question."

"What?"

"How do you ensure that demon girl will send you home?"

"Roxy worried I'd have an accident coming back alone at night, so she personally sent me back."

Broly said. Orsted's expression was somewhat strange.

"You mean you, who can defeat me, the second-ranked, would have an accident in a mere human city?"

"She doesn't know my strength."

"Alright, a weak appearance can indeed attract others' pity. Once or twice, that demon girl might do it, but if the times increase, are you sure she'll still be willing to do so?"

"No problem. I'll give her a reason she can't refuse."

"What reason?"

"After you leave, my side won't be safe. At that time I'll need a bodyguard, and Roxy just happens to lack money."

"You want to hire her as your bodyguard. Do you think that's possible?"

"A close bodyguard she definitely wouldn't agree to, but the bodyguard work of sending me to and from school daily, I think she shouldn't refuse."

"Broly, do you always use this kind of routine to capture others?"

Orsted couldn't help but finally ask.

"No, I didn't use this before. Just after accepting North God Style, I suddenly felt this is actually also a kind of all-out capture method."

Broly previously didn't really agree with the capture methods Aqua taught him, but after learning North God Style in this world, he suddenly acknowledged a part of it.

In terms of battle, he might be powerful, but in terms of capturing capture targets acknowledged by Crystal Palace, he's a weakling.

And a weakling should have a weakling's self-cognition, using a weakling's methods to defeat the strong in this aspect, even if the methods used are somewhat despicable.

Next day, the demon girl who came to the Adventurer's Guild preparing to accept a commission was stopped by the Front Desk Lady of the Adventurer's Guild.

"Miss Roxy, there's a commission naming you here."

"A commission naming me? What mission?"

"A long-term bodyguard quest."

"Miss Ada, you know my situation. I still have to study at the Magic University. I don't have time to be someone's bodyguard."

"Rest assured. The employer who posted this commission just happens to be a student at Ranoa Magic University too."

"Wait, no way?!"

Roxy thought of Broly.

"Roxy, good morning."

And when she met the Employer, her guess became reality.

"Isn't this the little brother who wants to mate with my Roxy? What was his name again?"

Catgirl Rene, truly a Beastman, had already forgotten Broly's name.

"My name is Broly, thank you."

"Right, it's Little Brother Broly. I actually already thought of you. Don't you think I forgot you, meow!"

"Alright, I believe you."

"So, is this a guard commission you issued to capture me?"

Roxy intervened, waving the commission form in her hand, and asked directly.

She disliked this kind of thing somewhat. Some people shouldn't think that just because they have a bit of stinking money, they can make the whole world revolve around them.

"Yes, but not entirely. My friend Orsted has already left. I currently indeed have no guard force by my side.

This is a very serious guard commission. You are the only acquaintance I know in this City, and also the target I want to capture, so I specifically requested you.

Uh, did I do something wrong?"

The words Roxy originally wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

Looking at the boy gazing at her somewhat innocently, she exhaled.

Softening her voice, she said: "No, you didn't do anything wrong."

"It's just, I want to understand the situation of the Employer who issued this commission — that is, your current specific circumstances."

Roxy began asking about Broly's situation.

"Broly, where are your parents?"

"I have no impression of my mother. As for my father, he is not in This World."

"You don't have any other family?"

"In This World, no. If I must say, you are the family I want to find."

"What's the deal with that terrifying friend of yours? How could he leave you alone and go?"

"I've known him for a very long time. I've received considerable care from him. By the way, he didn't abandon me. He went to find some things for me. Also, I've already bought a House in the West City District. I live there now. But going to and from school might be somewhat Dangerous, so I need a guard..."

"Little Brother Broly, rest assured. We'll take this commission. I'll definitely cover you. I won't let anyone bully you!"

Rene slapped her chest until it heaved, declaring sincerely.

"Unexpected that your situation is like this. Please rest assured. From now on, your personal safety will be entrusted to me, Roxy Migurdia."

Roxy dares to swear. This absolutely isn't for the monthly salary of 1 Ranoa Gold Coin written on the long-term guard commission.

(Chapter End)