The Struggle of a Weak Aristocrat in a Different World C15

The Struggle of a Weak Aristocrat in a Different World C15

The Struggle of a Weak Aristocrat in a Different World C15: Alice

 

After that, I went back the way I came, pulling the girl who was still frightened by the hand. On the way, I met up with an old man who was desperately looking for the girl. He was relieved to see us.

Sure, the girl is a concern, but it’s not normal to be this desperate. Perhaps the old man is a pedophile.

After that, I decided to go back to the stall and ask him to make me some twice-fried fried chicken. While the old man was deep-frying the jujubes, the girl holding my hand spoke to me.

“Thank you for what you did.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I haven’t introduced myself. My name is Alice.”

“Okay.”

“Well, I said my name, so tell me your name!”

“Oh, sorry, sorry. My name’s Chris.”

Alice blushed and muttered, “Chris, Chris,” and turned her head to look at the hand I was holding.

I’ve been holding her hand for so long. It must have been embarrassing. When I tried to let go of her hand, she grabbed it tightly. I can’t let go.

“Where does Chris live?”

“I live far away from here, in the town of Viscount Dreschord.”

“That’s far…But why are you in the capital now?”

“Hmm. I don’t know if I should tell her about my status as a nobleman. I don’t think it’s a problem, but I don’t want to make Alice feel uncomfortable, so I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“I’ve been looking for someone.”

“What kind of person? I might be able to help!”

The girl’s face brightened and her voice rose.

“No, we’re a little short-staffed, so I’m looking for someone smart enough to handle the paperwork and stuff.”

“Hmmm. I can introduce you to someone who recently quit his job!”

“Really?”

I wasn’t expecting much, but lucky me!

“Yes! He used to be my butler, but he quit when he retired. He said he wanted to live away from the capital, so I think it’s perfect!”

What? Butler?

“Maybe Alice is some kind of noble?”

“Hee-hee, what are you talking about?”

If she is a noble, it’s probably best not to get involved unless I know her identity.

“Alice. I appreciate the sentiment, but I’m not interested in that person. The fried chicken is just about done, so I’m leaving! Bye!”

I shook off Alice’s hand, snatched the fried chicken from the old man, and ran away.

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