What illustrations! Cosplay? Is it cosplay?!
Still, seems Elizabeth has an extraordinary obsession with the black robe. But even without asking her, she recites the merits of the black robe. Like what is its price, its material properties, having magic its defense is good. Isn’t it fantastic?
“Yes, it’s fantastic. Eli”
Narnia, aren’t you spoiling her too much?…
I was taken along to the clothing store, I was made to try clothes while they kept saying ‘that one’ or ‘this one’. The tired me was made to wear a variety of clothes and purchasing them. Elizabeth looks to be satisfied.
“Yup, not bad, right? You look like a rich young master.”
“Yes. Well-matched to be said. It now feels refined.”
Because I selected them, of course! said Elizabeth. Being told by the black robe there isn’t the least bit of persuasiveness, but if Narnia says it then it might be so. It was an expenditure close to 500 Gold, but it’s a good feel when wearing it.
“Although I want to do something about the hair, but for now that’s enough. Alright, let’s go!”
Led by Elizabeth we get inside the real estate agent. If only we were going to look for my house, is what I was secretly thinking. But somehow I felt like I was the escort of an elderly noblewoman.
The real estate agent only had “Malt Company” written down on the signboard. Unlike a Japanese one, where property information was pasted all over the window, one couldn’t know what kind of establishment it is from its appearance.
“Well, well. What would you be looking for today?”
As soon as we enter the firm, we’re greeted by a gentleman in his 40’s.
“I’m the head clerk of Malt Company, my name is Bounce.”
“A house, looking to rent a house.” Elizabeth declares before I say it.
“Is that right? What kind of house are you looking for?”
“Right. A big one would be good. One with a wide garden.”
No, no, wait just a minute Elizabeth.
“No, it’s okay if isn’t that wide. Better a small one.”
Bounce, with rustling sounds he’s searching in his documents while giving fleeting glimpses here, and…
“What do you think of this one?”
Saying that, he presents it to Elizabeth. Even though she’s wearing such a black robe outfit, Elizabeth is the main person and I’m the attendant?…
We go look at the suggested property together. It’s huge. At a glance it’s a stately mansion. Somehow many rooms are painted. No matter how you look at it, it’s not a property you’d refer to someone living alone.
“Hmmm. The garden feels a bit small, but the residence isn’t bad, is it?”
Still, this is excessive.
“No, a smaller one please. I-I’m planning to live alone.”
I’m stressing that point.
The next he shows is a normal property. A detached house with a garden. A two-storied building, is this what they’d call a 3LDK? Seeming to be a property intended for a family it has a bath and the garden is wide. This isn’t too bad