124 Episode 121: Travis Family Dining Table Names (1/2)

Come on in. There you are.

Chick-sorting 24 hours a day, and an accidental encounter with a bad maid.

A lot of things happened after that.

I had been invited by Sasha to a so-called brunch for breakfast and lunch, and was led to the dining room of Travis' main house.

There was a huge space with an unintelligibly long dining table topped with a three-pronged silver candlestick and an extravagant chandelier on the ceiling - nothing at all.

The dining room is a bit large, but it's a very commonplace, ordinary dining room.

''Your father would love to have you and Lady Seya join him,''

When Sasha told me that, I frankly wanted to refrain from doing so, and I was trying to think of an excuse to droning on as best I could to see if there was something urgent I needed to do.

'What. It's a bit of a shrug, but I guess I won't have to worry about table manners or anything with this one.

After working 24 hours straight since yesterday afternoon with only water, I'm going to have a ”happy meal with manners! I was in the mood to put my guts in the gut, not

And.

Oh, nee-chan, good morning. And good job!

A familiar face called out to me.

It's that rather gruff old clerk you see.

''Good morning, and as you can imagine, I'm a bit tired,''

While replying with a wry smile, I pondered which seat I would be seated at.

It's a large table that feels like a six-seater that can seat three people each face-to-face, with a generous seating arrangement and food for four people.

While I was thinking, Sasha sat down next to the old man who was already sitting there.

In addition, across from Sasha, Chris Villanueva, the resident silver haired devil's maid, who had joined us halfway through the meal, took a seat across from Sasha as if it were a matter of course.

The seat I was left with was next to Chris's, in front of the old man.

Well, it was the only seat available, so I sat there.

”...?

Um, what's the arrangement?

All the seats have been filled, but where on earth will the master's father sit...?

The doubts I had about it, however, quickly fizzled out.

I didn't expect to find out that Sasha was an acquaintance of Nee-chan's. I've been in the business for a long time, and I think I'm rather well-informed. I've been in the business for a long time, and I think I've got a pretty good idea of what I'm talking about, but the world is much smaller than I thought it would be.

Because the way he said it was like a father talking to his daughter.

So this burly old man

Hey, Grandpa, you don't happen to know if the Travis family--

Hmm?　Oops, I haven't introduced myself. I'm sorry, I was in the middle of a little bit of a shitstorm. I'm Marte Travis. I'm the representative of the Travis Trading Company, the chairman, the president, the chairman of the board of directors, and so on and so forth. It's a little late for that, but it's nice to meet you.

Hey, nice to meet you.

The old man's words override my words that I was about to say ”please”.

You don't have to change your speech to something more formal.　It's fine to keep things the way they are. If it's too much effort on my part, I'll feel worse.

Well, then I'll have to talk to you the way I've always talked to you.