It Seems Like the Balcony of My Room Is Connected to a Princess’s Bedroom in Another World ~The Lewd and Yandere Princess Won’t Let Me Go~ - Chapter 24-25

Chapter 24: Mission 4 – Anela-san Lost

“Who on earth stole the jewels from Anela-sama’s bedroom?”

Sorry, the person I know is Anela-san…

“Where did all those jewels disappear to?”

Sorry, the place I know is the pawnshop…

“I can’t even guess why the thief did this.”

Sorry, the act I know is billing…

Ever since getting on Seiran-san’s carriage, I’ve been apologizing in my head nonstop.

As she declared, she’s been complaining about the thief who stole the jewels from Anela-san’s bedroom.

Thanks to that, my stomach hurts.

“By the way, who are you guys? I don’t recognize your faces, and you don’t even have a Koseki, do you?”

Finally, Seiran-san turns her attention to us and asks about our identity.

Honestly, I’ve been dreading when she’d ask, and on top of that, she keeps talking about things that make me feel guilty even though I’m not at fault. It’s pure torture.

How many times have I thought, “Just ask already!” in my head?

As expected of a duke’s daughter.

She said she wanted someone to listen to her complaints, and she really meant it.

This might be what high society is like.

She was so persistent, I even wondered if she actually knows who the thief is.

“We’re nobles from a country called Hinomoto.”

Hey!

Why do you keep telling the same lie!?

Even I, your accomplice, am getting tired of it!!

Add some twist to it!!

“I see, no wonder your faces look unfamiliar.”

You too!!

You’re also treating me like some Homo sapiens!!

Right now, I love Earth so much.

Since it’s a global society, at least I wouldn’t be seen as a Homo sapiens if I went to America.

“Right now, all the merchants in our country are crossing the seas, so people from countries we’ve never had contact with are coming here a lot…”

I see, so this world is in the Age of Exploration.

No wonder High School Boy’s Night’s lies are working.

Still, without Anela-san, things feel off.

Now I really want to see Anela-san.

Is she doing okay?

Maybe she can’t even eat because she misses me?

Well, the most likely thing is she’s crying because she can’t eat potato chips.

She kept saying she wanted BBQ-flavored potato chips, so maybe I should’ve taken her out for BBQ once.

“No need to hold back.”

Hey, why are you talking down to a real noble!?

High School Boy’s Night, don’t you know the word “restraint”!?

“Hmm, quite a refined man.”

Hey, you’re mixing up arrogance with nobility!!

Are you really a duke’s daughter!?

“By the way, that bag is made of pretty nice material. Got anything rare in there?”

As expected of a duke’s daughter.

She’s got a good eye for spotting the pinnacle of Japan’s textile industry.

But she should wrap her words more delicately.

I know she’s fishing for souvenirs.

“Hold on a second… Here it is.”

I quickly pull a parasol out of the bag and hand it to Seiran-san.

No choice, I’m a guy who knows restraint.

“Is this an umbrella?”

“Yes, it’s an item to protect your skin from the sun.”

“Hmm, I like you guys.”

Seiran-san looks delighted with the stylish parasol I gave her.

What a materialistic person.

“By the way, what’s that Koseki thing?”

But I’m not just sitting idly.

The moment I think I’ve won her over, I slip in a question.

“It’s about the Koseki. It’s a groundbreaking system Anela-sama proposed.”

Is it just me, or did she subtly correct “household registry” to “Koseki”?

It’s probably just the intonation.

No way Seiran-san thinks she’s the original.

Still, I kind of suspected, but hearing it makes me mad.

On the first day we met, Anela-san kept asking about the household registry. So it was to copy it like this?

She’s really not a girl to underestimate.

It’s frustrating that she’s not here right now.

“Ouch♡”

I can’t even pat her head and hear this scream.

I made up my mind again.

I’ll definitely bring Anela-san back.

“Actually—”

Oh?

There’s more to the explanation about the household registry, I mean, Koseki?

“Foreigners can join it too. Since trade taxes are down by twenty percent, this time—”

“No, thank you!”

Hey!!

What’s wrong with the people in this country!?

Why is everyone, from guards to duke’s daughters, trying to recruit us into the Koseki!?

When I bring Anela-san back, I’m going to question her.

It seems we need to have a serious talk.

“Is there no way to see Anela-san?”

Huh?

High School Boy’s Night suddenly got to the point?

Guys who don’t listen to a girl’s full story aren’t popular, you know.

“Actually… there is.”

Seiran-san, you don’t need to act all mysterious.

Why are you dragging this out?

“Tomorrow, there’s a ball at the royal palace, so maybe…”

“Maybe?”

“You might be able to meet her.”

What’s going on?

Aren’t these two getting along a bit too well?

“Take us there.”

“Yeah, since you gave me a present, I’ll do it.”

Huh?

Is the conversation moving forward without me?

Also, I’m the one who gave the present.

Why are you two wrapping this up?

Oh well.

At least this means I might be able to see Anela-san.

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Chapter 25: Mission 5 – Knot Strategy Meeting

I was allowed to stay at Seiran-san’s place for the night, and in the room we were given, I started a strategy meeting with High School Boy’s Night.

“What do we do?”

“First, I’m thirsty, so I’ll drink some water.”

I could’ve asked Seiran-san for water, but I wasn’t sure if it’d be H2O, so I opened one of the two 500mL water bottles I brought and started gulping it down.

But that’s just one reason.

More than anything, it’s heavy.

The sooner I use this stuff up, the better.

Carrying it wears out my stamina too fast.

Two 500mL bottles of water weigh a kilo.

That’s not a weight to underestimate.

I really shouldn’t have brought it.

When I was coming down from the castle, I felt so endangered I wanted to throw it away.

“Phew, I’m alive again!”

“Were you that thirsty?”

“Yeah.”

High School Boy’s Night has it easy.

He doesn’t know Anela-san took the jewels from her bedroom, sold them, and spent it on *Grand of Gun*, so he can listen to Seiran-san’s complaints without a care.

For me, halfway through, I felt like I wasn’t even alive.

It’s not like I did anything wrong, but somehow I couldn’t think of Anela-san’s actions as someone else’s problem.

“Give me some water too.”

“Huh? You didn’t bring any?”

“My bag was full of rope.”

Hey!!

Don’t use up storage space for items that are only useful in specific situations!!

When I asked and you said “no problem,” did you mean it’s no problem because you didn’t bring any!?

That’s confusing!!

I thought High School Boy’s Night was like Dora*mon, but I guess not.

Oh well, I was just thinking about getting rid of this H2O load, so this helps.

“Thanks.”

High School Boy’s Night gulps down the water I gave him.

His drinking is nothing short of spectacular.

What’s that?

You were super thirsty too, weren’t you?

“Now that we’ve had water, let’s restart the strategy meeting.”

“Wait.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m hungry too.”

Come to think of it, we haven’t eaten anything since coming to this world.

Before we came, I ate some gyudon, a wallet-friendly food for high schoolers, but it’s been hours since then, so I’m getting hungry too.

“I’ve got some preserved food. Want some?”

“I’ll take it.”

I carelessly fell into the illusion that High School Boy’s Night’s polite speech meant he was really a noble from Hinomoto.

I took out the preserved food from my bag, handed half to High School Boy’s Night, and put the other half in my mouth.

Yeah, it’s good.

Normally, I wouldn’t think so, but when I’m hungry, it tastes amazing.

I can keep going with this.

“Give me a bit more.”

“Oh, sorry, this is all I brought.”

“…”

Don’t go silent like that.

It’s like I’m the bad guy.

Wait?

What if we don’t meet Anela-san tomorrow?

We don’t have any money from this world!

That means we’re out of food!

“Damn it!!”

“Don’t panic.”

How can I not panic!?

I thought we’d somehow meet Anela-san tomorrow, so I’ve been using up water and preserved food like crazy!

Even if we meet Anela-san, if we can’t get to her bedroom, we can’t get back to Earth.

I was too naive, thinking we’d get stranded in a place with an advanced civilization…

If I’d predicted this, I would’ve bought a box of Umaibo.

I should’ve brought a 2L bottle of water too.

No, wait.

I can’t forget.

I still have bananas.

Alright, let’s look at the bananas to calm down.

“Ugh!!”

“It’s the middle of the night.”

What do I do…

The bananas have turned completely black…

Lit by the room’s light, the bananas no longer look like they used to.

Maybe because they were in the sealed space of the bag for so long, they’ve sadly transformed.

My last hope snapped so easily.

“What’s going on!?”

That’s when it happened.

The door swung open, and Seiran-san appeared in pajamas.

“It sounds like you’re doing something fun! Let me join!”

No, go away!!

We’re worrying about survival here!!

I don’t need you coming in with sleepover-party energy.

For now, I quickly hid the bananas in my bag.

If she saw these black bananas and screamed, we’d die socially before we even starved physically.

“No, please go back!”

We’re staying in her room, so I tried to speak as politely as possible.

With Anela-san, I wouldn’t hold back since she’s taken over my room.

“You’re leaving me out!?”

No, why is Seiran-san already acting like one of us?

We’ve only known each other for a few hours.

“No matter how you think about it, two guys and one girl—”

“I’m a gentleman.”

Hey!!

High School Boy’s Night, you’re totally up for this!!

“Heh, I knew it.”

Stop!!

Stop making that smug detective face like you’ve heard a criminal’s confession!!

High School Boy’s Night aside, I’m dangerous.

Who knows when I’ll get annoyed and grab your boobs?

“Join us.”

“Wait…”

This is a strategy meeting, so why is High School Boy’s Night inviting someone we don’t even know is friend or foe?

“As expected, you’re a man I can trust. You get it.”

Huh?

This feels like major déjà vu.

No way Seiran-san and High School Boy’s Night… Nah, that can’t be…

Before I knew it, Seiran-san sat next to us, eyeing the preserved food bag.

“There’s no more!”

“That’s too bad… I was a bit hungry…”

Seiran-san probably recognized the plain preserved food bag as food because of the crumbs.

There’s no way she could tell at a glance that Japan’s highly disguised preserved food is edible.

For some reason, Seiran-san joined our strategy meeting to bring back Anela-san.