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Not a Noble-Like

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While Elt and the others began to sleep soundly, Nana was having a drink at the village tavern. Of course, what she drank was concentrated tomato juice. While drinking little by little, Nana was relaxing in a leisurely way. By the way, she was not in a costume. She wore normal adventurer clothes.

“Surprising. Since it looks like a wholesome village, I thought there was no tavern where you could drink until morning.” (Nana)

The tavern was not very large. Even so, there were a fair number of customers, and it was lively.

Sitting opposite Nana was Brown. They had become seatmates by chance. Nana did not have any acquaintances in this village either. Without particular concern, the two of them ate and drank idly.

“Nyan, we also stay awake at night. We are nocturnal nyan.” (Brown)

“Ah… I see, same as me.” (Nana)

“Also, there are materials that can only be gathered at night, nyan. There is some demand, nyan.” (Brown)

“Hmm… I see.” (Nana)

Nana took a skewer of grilled tomatoes and ate them one by one. The quality of the ingredients was good, and the grilling was just right. In the kitchen, Nyaff tribe and Trollmen (humans) worked without discrimination. This village was supposed to be newly built, but Nana felt more unity than she expected.

Looking at the counter, a middle-aged couple who seemed to be apothecaries had come and were taking out boxed meals. Their voices were never loud, but Nana’s five senses were very sharp especially at night. The content of their conversation naturally entered her ears.

“Nyan, working too much is no good, nyan.” (Woman)

“Fufufu… We two concentrated too much on reading research journals. We forgot to make dinner.” (Man)

“Really now… At this age, too absorbed.” (Woman)

“It was helpful that this place had takeout. Is this payment okay?” (Man)

“Nyan! Thank you for purchasing two vegetable pies, nyan!” (Woman)

“Thank you too, we will come again.” (Man)

“Yes, are the vegetables here good for the body? Recently, my joints don’t hurt…” (Woman)

“That is why you end up staying up late, ha ha ha…” (Man)

After the package was handed over, the couple left the store. Nana felt it was a good scene.

Returning her awareness to the present, Brown was gulping down barley tea. To that Brown, Nana said quietly.

“Normally, we vampires are not very welcomed. Often, people are scared.” (Nana)

In some regions, superstitions about vampires remained strong. Drinking blood, increasing comrades that way… However, those are not true. The entire species liked tomatoes, and that was only misunderstood.

“This place has a high level of education, nyan. We also traded with vampires up north, nyan.” (Brown)

“Hmm…” (Nana)

“Also, Elt-sama really does not discriminate, nyan. The first to be allowed to live here were us Nyaff tribe, and they accept Dryads, cockatrices, anything.” (Brown)

“That… actually is quite amazing. There is no prejudice.” (Nana)

It might have been understood among the people of Zanzas, where trade was active, but it was very rare among ordinary nobles. Generally, nobles inherited their family history had prejudice against other species and various things was not uncommon. A few hundred years ago, Vampires also beat surrounding countries and gained autonomy. For that reason, old noble families generally did not look favorably on them.

Nana remembered that in Hold, prejudice was completely gone only in the later part of the noble council.

“Elt-sama constantly surprises, nyan. His wisdom does not allow biased views, nyan.” (Brown)

Certainly, Nana thought that his interest in the lion statue was not like a noble. Not monetary or antique value, but technical value was emphasized. That was how it felt. Probably, ordinary nobles would have stopped him before forcing Iskamina into the mouth. Yes, that was a little too much enthusiasm.

“I understand that he is a very interesting lord. Rare even among nobles.” (Nana)

Nana drank the tomato juice in one go. Wanting to know the depths of magical technique, Nana had left home. The original reason for coming here was because Hold told her to, but gradually she found herself becoming positive. Nana knew that usually when this happens, it meant being in a good flow. Also, now she was not wearing the costume. That was why, there was one thing she wanted to ask.

“By the way, I have a favor.” (Nana)

“Mnyan? What is it, nyan?” (Brown)

“… Let me touch your paw pads.” (Nana)

“Everyone says that at least once, nyan.” (Brown)

“Sigh… I knew it.” (Nana)

“It’s okay, nyan. Instead, I want you to let me poke the belly of the costume, nyan.” (Brown)

“… Fine, it’s an exchange.” (Nana)

There was no helping it.

The Nyaff tribe was cute. Nana liked cute things to some extent… no, she liked them enough to make a cockatrice into a costume.

 

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The next morning, I woke up early. Or rather, I woke because Stella next to me slowly got up. Stella was as usual half sitting up. It sometimes took up to 30 minutes from this state to fully wake up.

When I lifted the cotton futon, Dia and Marcosias (puppy) were sleeping while hugging. By the way, Dia was poking the belly of Marcosias, who was lying on her back.

*Poke poke*

“Master~… more…” (Dia)

“Suyā… Geez, Maru-chan really… suyā.” (Dia)

Hmm, both of them look comfortable. Maybe Dia has, among beings other than comrades, for the first time found a creature with a pleasant touch. This is also growth.

“Fuu…” (Elt)

The thing troubling my heart is only one. That is, how to break through the splitting thunderball. Would it not be fine to make the bat bigger? At first, I thought that. For example, if it were shaped like a huge shuttlecock, maybe even if it splits, it could be hit. However, this is not allowed. In baseball rules, the material and size of the bat are properly regulated.

Even if one hits in violation of that, it does not count as a hit. Of course, the opponent’s ball also splits, that is true. There is also [Enhancement] magic and clone-type magic. Stella surely knows of it and can use it. But the fact that she does not mention it means she is unwilling. That is what it means. It is forbidden to have two people stand in the batter’s box. This is also a basic rule.

I was thinking desperately with my half-asleep head.

Rules, acceptance, feasibility… is there an answer that satisfies everything? With Stella’s physical abilities, a little might be…

Then, I suddenly realized.

“Munya… Good morning, Elt-sama…” (Stella)

Apparently, Stella’s switch had turned on. That said, her eyes were still looking sleepy. I was staring intently at Stella’s arm.

“U-um…? Elt-sama?” (Stella)
“I have thought of something, Stella.” (Elt)

There, I spoke of the flash of insight I just had. An unprecedented answer, normally unthinkable. Or rather, something that might be possible with Stella.

“Can you swing a bat with one arm?” (Elt)

“Yes… w-well, that is…” (Stella)

“…Can you hold one in each arm, and swing?” (Elt)

Yes, this is not prohibited simply because no one does it. Even if someone tries, it would not be a proper hit. However, frighteningly, it is not against the rules. Two-sword-style batting.

Stella, surely, could do it.

 

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