Chapter 527 – #111_Intimacy

#527

One.
Excluding the five officers on duty, twenty crew members, one slave, and one queen held a self-congratulation party of mock training that had been successfully completed.

After Leruhe’s one-long speech, which lasted for almost 20 minutes, it was time to enjoy the dinner set on each table.

As Leruhe boasted, today’s menu is unusual.

Whole piglet that has been drizzled with boiling butter and cooked to a crisp.
Beef stroganoff made by stir-frying thinly sliced ​​beef with vegetables and then putting it in soup and simmering down is served with mash potatoes.
Black bread baked with a moderate mix of rye and wheat.
Pirogi stuffed with minced meat and fruit puree.
And even a bag of fresh tropical fruit.

The mouth-watering menu was something that was rarely seen in Akula.
That would be true, since all of them were ingredients that could only be obtained on earth.

Siu, who had a naturally refined taste while staying at the Jemonai Mansion, noticed that the ingredients for today’s meal were not frozen.

However, she is waiting without even lifting a spoon, because Leruhe is wandering among her crew.

Seeing Leruhe smiling happily on the other side of her makes me think of so many things.

She had read an introduction to managing her familiar, written by Head Professor Sophia, after she had a fight with the Witch of Cowardice the other day.

It is written there that the more intelligent individuals are used as familiars, the more their cognitive abilities and emotional processing abilities decline.

Humans, in particular, have more complex and diverse synapses in the sympathetic nervous system than other organisms.
Therefore, except for certain witches with special magnetic magic, the ability to perceive emotions itself is lost.
In other words, everything Leruhe did with the crew was nothing more than playing with dolls.

After all, they wouldn’t have any loyalty or respect for Rruye.
After all, it was because of the fact that she was alone in this vast submarine that she felt some kind of sorrow for Lruhe.

But lately, is that hypothesis really true? I often think of doing it.
Do you think the mood of the crew members, who act like mechanical devices to Siwoo, change somehow when the opponent becomes Leruhe?

Of course this is nonsense.
It’s no different than “You say kind things to Siri often, so I’ve developed feelings for you.”

It would simply be a plausible interaction by adding a newly learned pattern to the existing algorithm.
If we had been together for over 10 years, we would have come up with an algorithm that fits quite well.

While she was distracted, Lerouet, who had praised the merits of all her crew, sat down in her seat of honor and picked up her cutlery.

She said, “Was she still waiting?”
“How can I eat before Your Majesty?”
“Hmm! No way! On a happy day like today, do not pay attention to it and enjoy it as much as you like.”
“Your last name is ruined.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten land food, so each one sticks to my mouth.
In particular, the pork that melts in your mouth was a delicacy among the delicacies.

She asks if she has been waiting for all the food to be tasted, and she asks with a confident smile.

“How is it? The skill of Chef Anastasia. Isn’t it good?”

For reference, all the names of the crew members are female names, but it is said that her real name was too dull, so Leruyet gave her a new name.

“I’ve felt it before, but it’s great.”
“At first, he was a guy who could only pick canned food. Jim gave me the cookbook himself and ordered me to master it.”

She smiled heartily as she watched the crew on the other side continue their meal without chatting.
It is like the eyes of a loving mother looking at her child.

“It wasn’t just Anastasia. At first, everyone was like a puppet who couldn’t do anything on their own. But I was fascinated by Jim’s dignity and charisma, and now I serve him wholeheartedly.”
“Okay.”
“They’re stuffy guys who can’t even speak properly, but they’re members of the Nukelaby kingdom.”

I could feel her pride and pride in Rruye as she spread her chest and spoke.
I don’t know how she looks on the outside, but wouldn’t it be okay if she herself was happy?
At first glance, such a thought crossed my mind.

2.
A week has already passed.

At first, it was a messy warehouse where I didn’t know where to start, but as a result of investing 10 hours a day in tidying up, it showed plausible results.

“I’m already clearing out the warehouse. You are a hardworking and faithful slave.”

As she entered the well-arranged treasure house, Lerouet congratulated her for her hard work with his hand on her waist.
For reference, that pose with her hand on her waist, her chest stretched out, and her chin pulled up is like a trademark of Leruhe.

“I’ve made a list of items here.”
“Hmm….”

Leruhe tucked her hair behind her ear and put on her monocle to check her list.
She somehow held her breath at the tension of her performance being reviewed.

“Hoo?”

A gaze of extreme surprise turned to Siwoo.

“Very well organized. She did not know that Jim had so many jewels.”

But she doesn’t get as much praise as she thought.
She thought it was a surprisingly sophisticated arrangement compared to the previous record, which was at the level of a child’s diary.
Leruye glanced at the space where her jewels were displayed, but she was not impressed.

“Is there any part where the small person has been lacking?”
“Not. You did your best in the task entrusted to you.”

It wasn’t hard to see that she was pretending, given the nature of L’ruhe, who couldn’t lie.
She was worried about Leruhe for a while.

“… Gold and silver treasures are not fun because they are shiny anyway.”
“Ah.”

Five years in total.
She noticed where Leruhe’s somewhat sullen reaction came from.

In the first place, if it is a simple tidying up task, she can do it even with a fisherman.
But why did she dare to bring a slave, a modern man, to organize her warehouse.

It is because he wanted an interpretation and explanation of modern culture.

However, Siu was distracted by the flashing gold nugget right in front of his eyes, and of course he prioritized cleaning them up, and he did not pay much attention to modern items close to marine garbage.

Although he didn’t show it openly, it was only natural for Leruhe to be disappointed.

“You should think about your next class. It’s been a lot of trouble in the past. Please rest a little earlier today.”
“I’m sorry.”

On the way back to the room.
I’m lying on the bed, rolling around for the first time in a while.

I’m not just lying around, I’m thinking of a comprehensive escape plan based on the information I’ve gained so far.

First of all, it was successful to build a certain acquaintance with Leruhe.
However, she has yet to express her intentions, such as contacting outsiders or wanting to return.

Rather than being scared of Lruye, it was because Takasho recalled her advice, which he had given in passing.

‘If you want to convince someone, it’s best to end it in one shot. Even if you are in a position to reject the human mind, some discomfort and burden accumulates. If you keep asking for requests that don’t work out, in the end, negative emotions will transfer to the persuasion itself.
That’s why it’s best to pass with just one request at a time when you want to be sure.’

It’s a word that came out while drinking while working part-time at Rose Glass, but I’m actively referring to it because I think it makes sense.

Therefore, rather than immediately escaping, the focus was placed on understanding the circumstances of the submarine and L’ruhe’s tendency.

The predecessor, Nukelaby, may be a terrifying old witch, but she was a prudent person who cared for her apprentice.

It is said that she forbade all external activities until she overcame her ‘trial’, and even sealed the kingdom of the deep sea where her legacy remained.

In order to follow her will, Leruhe did her magic research in this studio without any interaction with the outside world, and apart from showing her curiosity, she was extremely wary of the outside world.

To the point where her voice would stiffen immediately if she hinted at another witch or other story.

Even after doing this and that, in the end, the level of intimacy is not enough to ease the learned vigilance.
In such a situation, Siwoo’s top priority was to somehow earn Lruhe’s trust and affection.

“Hmm….”

Below is an analysis and countermeasure against it.

Leruye had a lot of time to be bored with her vigorous curiosity.
According to the worldview setting, it is obvious that he feels bored when he talks to Siwoo, a slave, or continues a conversation for quite a long time.

If so, make her happy, build a relationship of trust with her, and plan her escape.
Could this be the best?

And if this is the case, I had my own experience.
She used to play the role of a play teacher, taking Diana with zero motivation.

“Is this why you prefer careers?”

After her new connection with Gehenna, she visited Leruhe, thinking that she had done all sorts of things.

3.
Leruye was studying while sitting on top of the magic books stacked up to her waist level in her magic library.
It was also where she spent most of her day, so it wasn’t difficult to find.

“You mean…. Are you saying you want to be Jim’s clown?”
“Can you interpret it that way…? ?”
“I will soothe the boring time and provide entertainment. If that’s not the clown’s job, what is it?”

As soon as he found her, he made her euphemistic offer, and that’s the response.
Lerouet continued her contemplation, tapping her forearm with her fingers as she crossed her arms.

It’s quite a long silence, but honestly, I can already hear the answer.
As soon as she heard her proposal, her eyes twinkled like a shower of stars.

“Hmm, Jim is busy with the kingdom’s affairs and magic research. He has no time for games until he gives his slave the job of jester.”

If we use her translator to translate Le Rue Air, it would be something like, ‘I don’t have the stamina to nod her head like this, so I’ll encourage you to come up with a more plausible reason.’

“It is a wise word. However, proper rest will help improve work efficiency. Gaming is also a part of rest, and I think it will be helpful for His Majesty’s reign.”
“Hmm….”

Leruye nodded her head as if that was enough.
If she had a tail, it would be Lerouet, who jumped up with her fluttering momentum.

“A wise monarch is one who listens to the voices of the lowest beings. Even though you are only a slave, you have listened to sincere counsel.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Let’s get to work right now!”

Thus, she was promoted from slave to clown in one week.
I’m not sure if the promotion is right.