Chapter 273

"I will be disturbing you."

"Welcome.

I will be ready soon, just sit and wait."

The voice I heard from the binder also reached here.

"Excuse me."

I greeted them and entered the room. —Oh, is this the restaurant's kitchen? I can see the kitchen in the next room, and from there, the scent of dinner wafts over.

In the room where we are, there is a dining table with a stylish tablecloth in the center. In the corner of the room, there is a dining table twice as small as that one.

The central dining table is too big for two people. The dining table in the corner of the room is probably the one you usually use. The central dining table is probably for visitors like us right now.

Motarike is already sitting by the central dining table. Behind us, Meleoron, who has not yet entered the room, is waiting.

Uranos pointed at it with his thumb,

"Motarike.

Sorry, there is someone who doesn't want to show their skin.

I want you to sit together with me, not face-to-face."

"Teeth?

... Ah, for some reason, someone is covering their face.

Oh, but aren't there two of them?"

"One is this child.

I also don't want to expose my skin, so I have it Hidden a little."

"Good evening..."

I introduced Uranos, who was startled and afraid, to greet them. I am a little nervous... This is not the first time I have met them, but it is the first time I have spoken face-to-face.

"Oh, good evening.

There is certainly someone as tall as a child.

The other one, why did you come again?"

"Don't pry.

So, what is this about?"

"Hmm..."

"Molly!

If it is, you can partition it and bring it to me!"

A voice came from the kitchen. So, Molly?

"Ah... what a bother."

Senchi scratched his head.

"Hurry up!"

"Sorry...

I know, I will bring it to you."

Motarike stood up and left through the door of the room we entered.

"Molly..."

As I muttered vaguely, Uranos shook his head with a sad look on his face,

"... a compound word of Motarike and darling."

Oh... I really wish I hadn't heard that.

After a while, Senchi returned with a clattering sound.

Uranos appeared in the hallway,

"Ah, Motarike.

Wait a moment, I will set it up now."

Saying that, I touched the table in the middle and pushed it in little by little. A table that kept sliding. I moved my body slightly, pulled the table in the corner a little, and made space for one person to sit. I placed a chair there.

"Motarike, bring it in."

"Oh."

Motarike brought equipment such as clicking sounds and poles. He placed it in the room and spread it out. Ah, I see. A curtain partition?

Motarike and Uranos adjusted their positions and pulled the curtain between the corner table and the central dining table. Hmm, can I do this?

"Is it ready over there?

I have finished the preparations here."

Another voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay. Please."

When Uranos answered, a woman appeared, holding a Plate of food in both hands.

At first glance, I thought she looked like Biscuit. Petite figure, long golden hair, twin tails. She is currently wearing simple brown clothes and an apron.

So young... isn't there a big age gap between you and Senchi? Hmm, you look more like a child, don't you? Isn't this person the leader of the thief group? This is—

When I asked Uranos with my eyes, he looked away from me,

"... speaking of age, the appearance of a Nen User is useless."

I said something like that. Eh? Wait a minute. Why did you look away from me?

"Hmm? Why are you talking about your age?"

Putting down the Plate, the woman put her hands on her waist and asked sullenly. Let me see...

"No, that..."

"For Motarike's wife, you are, um, young."

In contrast to the woman's winking gaze, Motarike turned away with an indescribable expression at the edge of my vision.

"Ah. I understand.

Unfortunately, you don't look as old as you are."

The woman returned to the kitchen in a good mood. On the dining table was the food she had left behind.

This was a typical home-cooked meal. But I also wanted to eat something like this. Unlike the food provided by the restaurant, the presentation had a gentle atmosphere. I was hungry. The roasted meat looked delicious.

"Molly, help me carry the food."

"Yes, yes."

Motarike also disappeared into the kitchen.

It was a bit awkward, with no one sitting at the table. Uranus looked at the food,

"Meleoron, please wait a moment.

Once the food is ready, I will place it on a Plate and then on the small dining table in front of you.

I will call you when it is ready, so please eat at that table. Though, it is quite boring."

"... I understand."

"Uranus.

Can I also eat with my sister?"

"Hmm...

I will see how things go. I cannot decide which is better at the moment.

For now, Seam, please come with us."

"Yes..."

Hmm. If only I could at least finish the meal, but I can't hide while eating...

While doing so, more and more dishes were brought out, and Uranus arranged them on Plates and set them on the dining table in the corner.

After calling Meleoron, he snuck into the dining room and walked to the table behind the curtain.

The food was on the table, and it was finally ready.... That said, there were times when everyone stood and did not take their seats.

The woman, having taken off her apron behind her back, clapped her hands with a Goo,

"Alright, let me introduce myself.

I am Bell, and I am going to be Motarike's wife."

Yes... if you say it again, it feels strange. I don't know... no, I don't want to say anything.

Bell poked Motarike, who was standing next to her, with her elbow,

"Hey, Molly too."

"Didn't you just say my name together..."

"... It's Motarike. Is that okay?"

"Of course.

So, if you don't mind, can I ask you as well?"

"Hm? I don't mind.

You both know."

"No. Get along well."

"Right, that..."

"It's Uranus. Is this okay?"

This was entirely Bell's pace. Uranus must not be good with such aggressive people.

"Well, I am Aisha. Nice to meet you both."

"Seam."

"... Meleoron."

Meleoron clearly identified himself from the other side of the curtain.

Bell nodded with satisfaction,

"Aisha, Seam, Meleoron.

My warmest greetings to the three of you."

"Hehe, I'm an outlier."

"Hmm, that's not the case.

Your relationship with me is already quite good."

Uranus scratched his forehead. Ahaha... I am really not good at this.

"Then everyone, please take a seat. Eat while it's still warm."

Bell's home-cooked food looked a bit rustic in some places, but the taste was exquisite. She is a person who loves to cook. Like me, if you only cook occasionally, the flavor tends to become too strong. After a long time, I don't know how to adjust it. When I tried to cook at home, my mother said, 'Bridal Training?', and my father reacted to it too, so it was hard to do...

"You are a good cook."

"Yes?

Thank you. I am happy and flattered."

"No, it's really delicious."

"That's right.

Molly, you provide delicious food every day, but you never say thank you."

"You wouldn't say thank you to me while I'm working, would you?"

Motarike looked very reluctant. For some reason, at a time like this, there was a feeling of a graveyard of life on his face.

"……Tezuka.

We aren't free either, so if you have any business, please tell me.

You don't really want to treat me to a meal, do you?"

Uranus asked suspiciously, and Mr. Bell, who had a fork in his mouth, said:

"Yes?

No, I do want to treat you.

Look, look, that. Did you give Molly a lot of money?

At least as a thank you for that time."

"Hm?

You said you didn't earn enough money, or something like that, Motarike."

"That's it, that's it.

Since we are a couple, we will definitely argue often.

I don't think Molly would seriously ask you for money. If I had known, I would have let you go."

"……Motarike.

You didn't say this was my request."

Motarike pierced the lettuce on the Plate with his fork,

"……

If I told you it was sent by you, I knew you would make a fuss about not accepting the money."

"That's possible!

Why is it Uranus!"

"This guy seems to be the only kind person willing to lend me money……"

"Oh, you really hate me, don't you?

I'm annoyed to death."

Mr. Motarike, who was completely beaten up by two cute people. ……Or rather, he didn't say it because he was afraid of this situation.

"Alright, you two……

I actually gave it to you as a reward for my work, isn't that enough?"

"I wonder if the amount is too much.

I hope you have a reasonable amount."

"Then you...

That's because I wanted to make Motarike a little extravagant."

"I heard.

You have money for game strategies, right? Why do something so extravagant?"

"……

I sold it at Truth Sword sokko, so I have some wiggle room.

So Motarike's idiot is the one who blessed me, isn't he……

If not, don't give it to me as expected."

"Too bad. As usual.

Because I'm doing this, I believe I will miss the clear."

"Don't worry.

The fact that I can't clear it has nothing to do with me. It's impossible anyway, and I'm not that keen on clearing it."

Ah, that's right. If I really wanted to clear it last time, I'm sure there would have been contact with us somewhere.

……No, is there really no point of contact? I don't know, because I didn't move, but I suspect they might have had contact with one of us.

"Eat your meal quietly……"

Motarike looked disgusted. Ah, it's better not to say that……

"Come on.

I don't have any free time, so I think we'll talk while we eat."

"Molly is strangely secretive, so I'm creating an opportunity like this!

Chat while eating rice, don't bother me!"

Yes yes. Women like to chat while eating. For some reason, among my acquaintances, there aren't many people like that. Mito and Mom often chat.

"Ah, say whatever you want……"

"Molly, even if you finish eating first, don't leave your seat.

I'll call everyone to talk to you."

Mr. Motarike's volume was drowned out. You are a complete mind reader. It's usually placed on the hip.

"What's the point of that?"

Uranus asked while stuffing her cheeks with cherry tomatoes.

"I really want to get the money back, right?

You'll never accept it."

"You know very well, don't you?"

"I'll give you one. This is also payment for the work; I don't mind if you return it."

"I see.

I want to cooperate with you."

Ah, I understand. This person wants to settle his debts with this person.

Hearing this, Uranus looked distressed.

"Even if you cooperate.

We are very busy, and even if someone asks us to cooperate, it is difficult."

"Of course, I won't try to push my cooperation to the point of being a hindrance.

Financial aid is difficult, but it's hard for Molly to earn money."

"No, you should earn it too."

"No!

Now that I am Molly's wife, I want to live as a married woman in a comfortable house!"

"I said I was warm..."

"I have always dreamed of it!

I don't like it very much, so I am not the Leader!

I am my mother's only heir, so I have no choice!

My older sister and younger sister are both married, so I am the only one left!"

The hereditary Leader of a bandit group... this is a world I don't know much about.

Uranus rubbed his forehead in pain.

"So, no matter how much you fear being late, you don't have Motarike..."

"As expected, you can't ignore this point."

"Don't say I'm late!!

After all, I didn't force myself to marry Molly!"

Well, yes... it's a bit hard to swallow. I envy Meleoron, who broke the table.

"Wow, this is my fault. I am very sorry.

... But, am I not in a hurry because I'm getting old?"

Mr. Bell, who was pointed at, hummed "Jajanken." How old are you actually?

"No, that's not true."

"Hey. How old are you now?"

Mr. Bell's eyes darted around at Uranus's direct question.

"......

I'm in my twenties."

"Hey. Arasa?"

"......"

What is Arasa.... I hear it from time to time, but somehow, it is an unsettling word.

"... Such stories, it doesn't matter.

So, cooperation, cooperation. Nothing?"

"Are you asking me?

I can't think of anything else. Things are going well right now."

"Really?

You had Molly open the Binder, didn't you?"

"Hmm, not at that time.

Ugh..."

"Uranus! Binder player."

Meleoron shouted from behind the curtain. I see. I forgot. Uranus also had a face that clearly understood just now.

"I remember.

Motarike, I want to see the players registered in the Binder."

"One?

What will you do?"

"I have a player I am looking for.

Let me see if you have had any contact with him."

"Oh, is that so?

I don't mind, but is it okay now?"

"Later is fine.

I'm not in a hurry, but I want to check it before I forget."

Good, good. I think this will be a complete cycle. Feel free to continue eating. Cut the thick bacon with a knife and send it to your mouth with the lettuce. Munch.