While Toria-san and I were busy preparing ingredients for the food stall, Ao was running all over the square and its surroundings. At the same time as dealing with the aftermath of the drunken revelry, he was also checking the plaza and the nearby area for anything suspicious.
Security around the square was already extremely tight because of the drunkards, and with Sue having captured scouts from the Human Supremacy cult and the shadowy organization yesterday, there was little chance anyone had managed to plant any magical devices.
Even so, it seemed Ao had decided that it was better to be overly cautious than regretful later.
“Today’s main event is the wedding, so I bet finger foods will sell well.”
“I think so too. I’ve seen it before—an enormous crowd gathers in the square.”
As Toria said, there would probably be a lot of spectators standing around to watch. In that case, our round grilled snacks—the imitation takoyaki—would likely sell in huge numbers. As for the imitation okonomiyaki, perhaps we should make them half their usual size and sell them as smaller portions. At any rate, we’d just have to play it by ear and adapt to whatever happened.
“At first, it’s more like a series of entertainments. There’ll be dancing and other performances, and then the joint wedding ceremony will take place just before noon.”
“In that case, the people on stage right now, checking their positions, must be the performers. Makes sense. If it were only the wedding and the bouquet toss, it’d all be over in no time.”
Even if they called it entertainment, there was no doubt the crowd would get excited. After all, it was a festival. As long as the townspeople were having fun, there was nothing wrong with that.
Sue and the others were already busy preparing for the wedding, so we’d just have to leave them—and Shiro and the others—to do their best.
Clatter, clatter, clatter.
“Oh, the lord has arrived.”
The carriage carrying the Margrave’s family rolled into the square, and the townspeople immediately raised their voices in greeting. The members of the Margrave family stepped down from the carriage, walking as normally as ever, without the slightest sign of a hangover. Between Sue and the rest of the Margrave’s family, they must possess truly monstrous livers.
Just then, Kent-chan came trotting over to our stall together with Maria-san.
“I’d like some round bakes, please!”
Beaming from ear to ear, Kent-chan held out his money. It looked just like a small child’s first trip to the store. Since he’d come all this way, I decided to play along with him.
“Kent, will one be enough?”
“Three!”
“Three? For you and… who else?”
“I’m with Mama! The other ones are for Grandpa and Maria!”
Oh! With that bright, innocent smile, Kent-chan had casually left the Margrave out entirely. Maria-san gave a wry smile and nodded, so apparently that was genuinely how things stood.
I’d better hurry and make three portions of “round bakes”.
“Ohh, the young master is pretty sharp.”
“He’s got guts for someone so little.”
“Looks like the Margrave’s domain has a bright future ahead of it.”
Kent-chan was watching me make the round pancakes, and the townspeople were watching her and seemed impressed. Indeed, the fact that he didn’t order any for his father, the Margrave, shows he has a certain air of importance despite his young age.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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