He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

4 – Ely Michel (3)

After telling her to wait in the room for a while without fully unpacking her luggage, she went downstairs and inquired if she could change rooms, but was told that long-term rentals for rooms with two beds are currently not possible. I’ll have to let her know about this first.

So I ordered lunch to be brought to my room, and paid for the meal. When asked about the species, I replied that there was one human and one… a rabbit.

To be honest, I had a lot of hesitation when I said that, but the waitress at the counter showed no change in attitude, took my order, wrote it down, and charged me the amount. One silver coin for two people. It’s definitely worth it…but it’s worth it.

I went upstairs and tried to open the door, but when I suddenly realized that I hadn’t brought my key, I had no choice but to knock on the door. Then the door opened slightly, and her red eyes could be seen through the crack.

“Oh, you’re here. Come in.”

I opened the door, moved to the side, bowed my head lightly to her, closed the door, and locked it. The scroll she was wearing hung well on the hanger. As a bonus, mine too. Did you organize my luggage together?

“Uh… you did a good job of unpacking? Thanks. Then let’s see, first about the room – shall we sit down and talk?”

“Yes, please.”

As I leaned back toward the desk by the window, I suddenly noticed that she was not in front of me and turned my head.

She was sitting on her knees. on the floor. With both hands together, resting on the lap.

“Now… what are you doing-“

“Slaves cannot sit in the same seat as their masters without permission. This is part of basic etiquette…”

“I’ve never seen people like that outside.”

“Few people take their slaves out with them. Unless it’s for show off.”

Hearing that, I couldn’t help but scratch my head. I couldn’t understand why he acted like that. Little by little, I began to realize that there were quite a few parts of the common sense in this world that did not match my values. But what we’re talking about is to change that, so let’s calm down.

“Sit in a chair. And from now on, it’s okay to sit without asking permission.”

“Ah… yes. Thank you for your consideration.”

I had a lot to say to the woman who was finally sitting across from me. First, let’s clarify her location. yes, should i do that?

“Hey, Elie Michel? How can I call you?”

“My name is Ellie and my last name is Michelle. I would appreciate it if you could call me by my first name.”

“Then can I call you Mr. Ellie?”

“It’s okay if I call you by name.”

“No, Mr. Ellie, I’ll call you that. As far as that goes, I have no intention of enslaving you.”

“…yes?”

As if slightly startled, she opened her eyes wide and pricked up her ears. Perhaps pricking your ears is a reaction that appears in many situations.

“The reason why this happened in the first place… I think the situation was quite twisted. I have to say that I’m sorry that you weren’t really lucky and that this happened. The reason Elly recommended that person was out of simple goodwill. “

But when she heard that, she paused for a while and finally lowered her head. At the same time, the ears puffed up and sank.

“No, this is my fault.”

“Why do you say it’s your fault?”

For a moment, her fingers, which were neatly placed on the desk, touched each other, then became strongly interlocked.

“I… I mean, I’ve actually heard her story before. In fact, I hear many stories when meeting and dealing with adventurers, and the story of a novice adventurer slayer was one of them. ‘Novice adventurers’ have recently been A story about being brutally murdered and having things stolen, especially in a dungeon.

When the hooded woman asked me to introduce her to a novice adventurer, I politely declined. But he handed me a gold coin. I would like to ask you to introduce yourself. It’s the ‘nice’ of life, that’s what I said.

…I didn’t have a good family situation. My income soon became my family’s day-to-day. So I was lucky to have one gold coin. Of course… it turned out like this.

If I had warned you more clearly that day, maybe this wouldn’t have happened. But I didn’t. So you almost died, and your body was badly wounded.

I heard I almost died. He was seriously injured and lost consciousness. You have no idea how sorry I was to hear that.

Damages have been claimed since I was fired from the inn. The crime I committed was limited to a verbal warning, but a penalty was charged for hurting the inn’s prestige.

I couldn’t afford to pay it all off. The money I earned was sent to my family, and the rest was spent on my room rent and food for the day.

I gave up on everything. I’ve never slept comfortably because of the guilt that I almost killed someone, and the thought that the customer who smiled at me had become that way.

When I was demoted to slavery because I couldn’t pay the money back, I thought that being a slave and going through bad things would be the price I would pay for my sins. If I had three silver coins, I would have the confidence to endure anything. That’s the money I send to my family.

So… just one favor, would you please? To my family, I ask for three silver coins every month. I’ll do anything if you just do that. Anything… whatever you want, I’ll listen to anything…”

She uttered the last words and shuddered. Tears ran down her cheeks. My shoulders shook greatly. The rain continued to hit the windows hard.

It was a sight as depressing as the weather.

***

He soothed her after crying for a long time. I didn’t even have the courage to pet her or hug her, so I just quietly handed her a handkerchief. The pounding rain continued to knock on the window, and the occasional rattling sound of the window quietly covered her sorrow.

I quietly got up from my seat and opened the door at the sound of knocking on the door, and there was a waitress who had brought two people’s worth of meals. There was still a faint whimper behind her back, so she put her finger to her mouth and quietly accepted her meal.

Fortunately, the waitress also carefully handed over tableware and bowls, and then bowed and moved away.

I put forks, knives, and spoons in front of her as she wiped her eyes with the handkerchief I gave her, and put the wide wooden plate on which the meal was placed toward her.

She was about to get up from her seat belatedly with red eyes, but I shook my head quickly twice to keep her seated.

The meal was quite satisfactory. In front of her was a hearty salad in a wooden bowl. As the well-sliced vegetables and fruits were put together, and the sour scent was subtle, it seemed that dressing was applied.

And something with a texture similar to meat cut into small cubes was sprinkled evenly over her food. Thinking of Paul, who sometimes ate meat, I thought it was what she needed.

In front of me were two well-cooked half-cooked fries, boiled beans well tossed in red sauce, a flat steak and a small salad dressing on a wide glass plate.

She looked at the bowl without saying a word, then looked at me with a very puzzled face.

“…Eat. Aren’t you hungry?”

“Hey, is this what I’m going to eat?”

“Yeah, something is wrong.”

“Oh no…”

Eyes wide open, she stared blankly at me, then at the bowl. Her mouth was slightly pursed, but unexpectedly she said nothing more. It might be more accurate to say that I gave up.

She twitched her hand, but couldn’t bear to lift the tableware. I sighed and continued talking to her.

“Eat, please listen to me while you eat. If you don’t want to listen, it doesn’t matter if you eat later. First of all, they say you can’t move the room. .

Second, I won’t blame you for anything. Just, a little bit to explain, so. I don’t think it’s your fault. The bad thing is that woman who tried to kill me and killed a lot of people, I think it’s hard to blame you for introducing me without knowing that.”

“that – “

When she was about to stop talking, I put my finger to her mouth and covered her mouth again by looking in her direction. Still, she has a lot to hear.

“I think so. So please don’t talk nonsense about feeling guilty and telling me to do whatever I want. I have no intention of doing that. Of course you are beautiful, but I have no desire to force you to do what you don’t want to do. I don’t have any. I won’t make you do anything I don’t like, so listen carefully. And… You said three silver coins? Did you give this month?”

“…Since I sent a gold coin, I think it will probably be fine for a while… I think. A letter will come to me. From now on to the master-“

“Marcus Ahn. Do you know my name?”

“Yes, I know. Annie’s last name, Marcus’s first name.”

“Call me Marcus. You don’t need the title master. Didn’t you say you wouldn’t see you as a slave?”

“but…”

“If I were to ask you a favor, would you listen?”

After hesitating for a while, she finally nodded. Fortunately, I’m not that stubborn.

“And that letter, can’t you keep getting it?”

“My debt, no, Marcus-“

“Marcus. Or…you can call me Mr. Marcus.”

“N, yes. Uh, so… Since Mr. Marcus has paid off all my debts, all my property and title will belong to Mr. Marcus. The existing room and stuff have been sold to reduce the debt even a little. , My clothes, my… body, bills and letters addressed to me will all be changed to go to Mr. Marcus. It doesn’t matter if you check the contents, but…”

“I’m not going to do it. First of all… if you have money for your family, just tell me, and I have something I can help you with. Can I do it?”

“Anything – “

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“…Gee, oops…”

In the middle of the conversation, the sound of the stomach came quite loud. Judging by the way her ears drooped forward, her face flushed red, and her head bowed down, it seemed that she was the culprit.

“Let’s eat first, then let’s continue the story.”

Looking at her with all the cute reactions, a smile naturally appeared on my face.