V6C133 (1/2)

(133) Epilogue

Translator: Tseirp

After finishing our preparations, mixing the Silver Vine and yeast to ferment and adding sufficient amounts of nectar, we allowed it to further ferment.

Halfway through the process, Stella woke up and came over to help.

“Stella, just now you got drunk just by holding onto Silver Vine so would you be all right helping with the making of Silver Vine Wine?”

“Getting drunk with Silver Vine and getting drunk with Silver Vine alcohol is different nya~. I’ll be fine as long as I don’t drink it nya~.”

Her manner of speech sounded like she was already tipsy but I guess she’ll be all right.

Since Stella took over the job of adding honey, I almost had nothing left to do.

After all, Pionia is the one fast forwarding the time.

“Ichino-san, why are you doing so much for my sake nya?”

Stella asked as she stirred the Silver Vine Wine.

“This world should be a considerably important place to Ichino-san after all nya.”

“Hn? Ah, you’re Malina’s friend after all and I have my own reasons too.”

“Reasons? For the King’s sake?”

“No, it’s for Stella’s sake who cherishes her father.”

I spoke. About our fathers. Well, I did omit some of the details.

For me, Haru and Carol, our fathers have already left this world and more so for Carol and I who feel responsible for our father’s death while Haru could not witness her father’s final moments.

I don’t really know much about Malina’s father but even if he is still alive, she has been reincarnated in this world so she would not be able to see him again.

“That’s why I don’t want Stella to have regrets.”

” … So that’s why nya … thank you nya.”

“You can give us your gratitude after everything is completed.”

After I said that,

“There’s no need to thank him. Since Master Ichinojo is not doing anything.”

Pionia said unnecessary words. I wonder whose MP are you using to speed up the growth of the plants? Wait, if I said that, I would be like a hopeless husband who says something like ‘Whose money do you think goes into feeding you!'”

Stella looked at us and mixed the barrel with a ‘nyahaha’ laugh.

Then, it was complete. Silver Vine Wine.

Along the way, Malina brought additional Silver Vine over so we brewed two barrels worth in the end.

“Shall I test it?”

Pionia scooped the alcohol with a homemade ladle, sniffed the aroma and then brought it to her mouth.

I heard from Marina that originally Silver Vine alcohol is manufactured by immersing unripe Silver Vine in white liquor without adding sugar so it actually tastes like medicine. However, this was made using ripened Silver Vine and there was even nectar added. I really want to give it a taste.

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“All right, let’s go. Pionia, I leave Malina in your care. Absolutely don’t let her go out.”

“Affirmative.”

For now, I tied Malina to a pillar.

The rope would unravel the moment we close the door.

“Stella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-sanStella-san”

A sense of guilt rose as I saw Malina continuously call Stella’s name while crying but letting Malina leave here in this state would cause chaos befitting the second advent of the Devil.

Stella was also scared witless so she didn’t look at Malina’s face.

“Ah, once everything is over, I’ll explain the circumstances and try asking them to consider letting Malina enter the hidden village (with a leash) to visit.”

“You promised okay! Absolutely okay! If you lie to me I’ll catch a pufferfish from the sea and make Ichino-san eat it.”

The item people usually say to make the person drink is a thousand needles and definitely not the generic name pufferfish that signify the fugu fish. Also, it’s a fish that is frequently eaten in Okinawa so I really want to try eating it if she actually brought it to me. (TL: Thousand needles and Pufferfish are pronounced the same way in Japanese)

Moreover, I said I would try asking but I didn’t say that I would definitely get permission.

In the worst case, maybe it will be fine if I bring her along inside a cage. Thus, I left Pionia and Malina behind as we returned to the village.

Haru and I were carrying the barrels.

Originally I intended to carry both but Haru stubbornly refused.

Incidentally, Carol also asked that she, as the slave, carry it but she couldn’t do so even when she tried to lift it so she gave up.

We headed to the King’s abode together with Stella but the situation seemed odd.

There weren’t any gate guards.

Just as I was thinking maybe something happened, ‘The King nya!’, there was a commotion as people rushed to enter the palace.

We looked at each other and nodded before running over at full speed.

“Your Majesty!”

When we entered the King’s room I was at just now, the Cat Siths in the village were all already gathered there.

And, beside the King, there was a grey-furred Cat Sith who I presume to be a doctor pressing a stethoscope onto the King’s body.