Chapter 11 (1/2)
The 11th Story: Drunken Old Man x2
“Check!” (Blood)
My voice was barely raised a little higher than usual
To think that my first victory would come so naturally
Wait a inner, so I certainly could not make that statement with such conviction
“This is…Checkmate? Probably” (Blood)
I asked with the rulebook in one hand
“~~~~~~!!!!”
The Count clammed up with a bitter face
His eyebroitched and convulsed
Apparently, I had really ended up winning the chess game
However, the Count didn’t want to admit it
An aard silence crept in
Then timely help arrived
“……Rather, how about backing down? Count-sama?” (Sebastian)
“Sebastian-san!” (Blood)
Since when had Sebastian been watching the chessboard from behind me?
“Hoho, this is also a splendid back and forth ga back…” (Sebastian)
“Sebastian! So, it’s you! For you to have been helping this guy until now―” (Count)
“No? I did not help at all It was all done by Blood” (Sebastian)
“Do you think I’uy was just a ‘Ghoul’ until recently!” (Count)
“It is true, I, was not helped by Sebastian-san” (Blood)
“……” (Count)
I saw through the Count
Unlike usual, a strict at around for just a moment
He did not say anything more about what he had determined to be a lie
(with the exception of theroootten about that
“Count-sanity” (Sebastian)
Sebastian said
This person’s dignity, as well as sos, were already equivalent to zero, but…
If he were to show this sort of behavior in front of his daughter…
The Count fell silent
It see, he shouted with both arms raised
“I lost! It’s my defeat!” (Count)
Clash!+ The Count leaned against the backrest
It did not seem like a lie
That meant…that it was my win
“Will I be recognized as a knight now?” (Blood)
“Aaah, I know! You are a great guy!” (Count)
The Count spat out
Hence, I was able to receive recognition
“It felt good To receive recognition from Count-sama” (Blood)
The corners of rin
A natural smile that came from joy
However, the Count seemed to be offended
“Why are you laughing…” (Count)
“Eh?” (Blood)
“Why do you not hate h love? Unfortunately, I seriously intend to send you right back to the first floor!” (Count)
The Count cried out
What was this guy saying
Did he mean, “You should hate me”
Even though I felt he was “hard to deal with”, I never once thought there was “hate”
“It´s easy to get used to hate” (Blood)
“Why? Don’t tellthe other way!” (Count)
The Count is back! He hugged his body tightly, like it was precious
Stop that creepy iination
No, that’s not it
I diligently conveyed my intentions
“Count-sama, do you like Astarte-sama?” (Blood)
“Bah! What do you think you’re asking! A foolish question! Aaa! More than anything in the world!” (Count)
“I am relieved to hear that once more” (Blood)
“What?” (Count)
“Count-sama’s strictness is completely for Astarte-saly of his child, there is no way you could be a bad person” (Blood)
“…” (Count)
After hearing that, the Count kept silent
Without necessarily getting angry, like he had done up until now, he began thinking calmly
“Count-sama” (Sebastian)
“Enough, do not speak!” (Count)
Sebastian interrupted the Count’s silence
“Really, what has this guy been pleased with……” (Count)
While gru, the Count suddenly ordered me
“Blood! Drink!” (Count)
“Sake? Now?” (Blood)
The current time was 7:00pm
We played chess in the gap after dinner
There was still work after this
It was still too early to end the day
“Today’s ill end before long Drink with me! You will be able to correct most of the aardness if you drink!” (Count)
At any rate, that oldparty would cause huh, to think that it washim company
“By the way, are you able to drink sake?” (Count)
The Count asked
Wasn’t that usually asked beforehand?
“I have never drunk before, but it’s probably okay” (Blood)
Since I was no longer a ht it was irrelevant
“I see, then you are drinking for the first time” (Count)
“Yes” (Blood)
I drank the sake that I received from the Count
“Huh?” (Blood)
The sake was stronger than I ily thin
It was about as effective as Fnta
I could drink many cups of this
I took a bottle in each hand
On the back of the bottles, I noticed an alcohol level that would cause a normal person’s eyes to pop out
Gulp, gulp
“Ooh! There is no better drink!” (Count)
Noisy
There were too many drinks
The Count wanted me to drink sake excessively
To think that the lord lacked co more than drink I, ed by the Count The Count, who thought that, if a subordinate he associated with refused to pour alcohol, it would negatively ie on his honor, noticed alcohol and called out for it, creating a vicious, infinite loop
According to the story that I heard froet ood relationshi+p from there However, the plan failed because I was not shaken like he had expected
The Count went down first
“Maa…Only this hell Sake is kept cold Why…” (Count)
What was this person saying? Was he a child, getting drunk on such a weak drink?
It seeet him drunk
“Really……yuck” (Count)
The Count suddenly let out a small complaint
After wondering what it was, I looked inside and saw it The tip was purple and ugly, and the cork he was grasping had changed color
It was mold
“Mold grew on the cork again……the taste is fine, but I don’t like this mold If it weren’t for this, it would be perfect, but this makes me doubt the quality” (Count)