And because people were asking for a photo:
Anyone recognise the series?
I’m not gonna say which one I am, but it’s not the obvious one.
P.S. There weren’t any traps, at least not in this photo, nor among the cosplayers for the day.
P.P.S. For those in the know: Please join SMACK!~ [Totally advertising here, not that I actually profit from it. Mr Club President should thank me (I know he reads this!).]
“Instead, I think Japanese clothing like Hakama and such would suit Raphtalia more.” (Naofumi) [T/N: Think typical shrine maiden costume]
“Hakama? What do you mean by Japanese clothing?” (Imia)
“Er.. Japanese clothing also encompasses the Loincloth that Sadina recommended to Kiel.” (Naofumi)
“Ah, so you mean Eastern clothing. In that case, should I investigate and make some?” (Imia)
“That’s right….. since it will probably look good, let’s request it.” (Naofumi)
“I understand. I’ll make it later. Do you have any preference for the materials?” (Imia)
“It’s not being used for battle so it’s fin… no, I’d like you to use quality materials to make it if you can. I’ll be waiting.” (Naofumi)
“Oka~y.” (Imia)
“Abstain from having a wooden umbrella, unrefined sake and leaves as clothing.” (Naofumi)
“Why is it that sort of concept, Naofumi-sama!” (Raphtalia)
“Ah, Naofumi-sama.” (Atla)
“Why are you here!?” (Fohl)
“Is it bad that I’m here? More than that, what are you guys doing?” (Naofumi)
“I have been searching for Naofumi-sama.” (Atla)
“Atla! Don’t approach him!” (Fohl)
“So, Fohl. What are you doing?” (Naofumi)
“He has been choosing clothes for Atla-san.” (Imia)
“In addition to that, he has commissioned some custom-made items. He’s requested cute clothes and stuffed toys.” (Imia)
“I see, I see.” (Naofumi)
“Clothes that are easy to move in are better though…..” (Atla)
“Atla, you won’t be fighting, so it’s fine for you to be at ease. Because you’re still too young to be mobilised!” (Fohl)
“Even if you say that….” (Atla)
“Have you finished the underwear I wanted?” (Atla)
“Ah, yes. It’s an attractive pair of underwear.”
“Wh―” (Fohl)
“Stop it, Atla! Nii-chan will never approve of that kind of underwear!” (Fohl)
“Onii-sama.” (Atla)
“The sister of your dreams doesn’t exist. Please look at the real me. I’m someone who would wear this kind of underwear and attack Naofumi-sama.” (Atla)
“What are you saying!” (Raphtalia)
“Wah….” (Fohl)
“Right. Since you know my feelings of it being wrong, stop your sister’s rampage.” (Naofumi)
“Gu… I get it. Nii-chan will make Atla return to normal.” (Fohl)
“Do your best.” (Naofumi)
“Don’t you say that! Now, Atla! We’re going to the next store, there’s still a lot of things we need to buy!” (Fohl)
“Ah, Naofumi-samaaaaaaa!” (Atla)
“Atla-san is amazing.” (Imia)
“Yeah.” (Raphtalia)
“….Maybe I should also buy some.” (Raphtalia)
“What are you saying? I think normal underwear is fine for Raphtalia.” (Naofumi)
“…..I understand Atla-san’s feelings now.” (Imia)
‘Waaaaaaaaah!’
I could hear cheers and angry bellows.
That was the mix of voices rejoicing their victory and the cries of defeat.
It was a little noisy but it might be good for improving Raphtalia’s mood.
When I look at the Filorial Racetracks, unknown Filorials and trainers hung their heads in defeat, and the Filorials from my place raised a victory cry.
As far as it goes, they were all guys who had changed into Filorial Queens and Kings.
Ah, Ren and Itsuki were keeping a lookout as guards.
The Filorials located me and ran over.
You won? The Filorials faced me and held their heads high, seeming to say ‘Praise me, Praise me’.
It looks like this is the race under the command of Firo’s number one subordinate, the cutesy kid.
I don’t really want to address them but I stroke them anyway.
And the angry bellows from before were?
Or so I wondered but when I looked around, I saw visitors crying from losing their bets in the audience stands.
What’s with that horse-like name. [T/N: Racehorses have weird names.]
…..It seemed there were similarly named racehorse-like competitors everywhere.
The losing Filorials’ trainer approached me, who the Filorials had gathered around.
The Filorials from my place raised their voices in surprise.
And then… I looked at the Filorials of the fellow who brought up the conversation.
When I do, it seems like the losing Filorials were looking this way with somewhat heated gazes.
Everyone shook their heads and tried to hide behind my back.
Because there were so many of them, they weren’t hidden at all.
Or rather, imitating normal Filorials despite being able to talk is unnecessary. [T/N: Kueee!]
And then the trainer showed me how much he was willing to pay on an abacus-like tool.
….It’s a considerable amount of money.
From the audience stands came cries of ‘Ooh! Mating with those legendary Filorials!? That’ll be the start of a new legend!’, the audience holding their breath and watching attentively.
I want to nod along with the mood but…..you know.
Rato shrugged casually and replied ‘And if the Marquis decides on his own?’
Taniko also said ‘Isn’t it fine if it turns out well?’ and nodded.
They knew just from experience.
Why are my words not coming out properly.
It’s because it’s not alright for me to arbitrarily decide on their engagement.
Also, they’re Filorials raised by Motoyasu, I never had the right.
However, it might be good to accept the breeding charge.
If thoroughbred Filorials are added to my subordinates then I’m sure our combat power will increase.
Don’t cling to me, guys……
I heard from Melty that the opponent is quite a big organisation.
Are they financed by Zeltbur? Betting is nearly everywhere there, like in the Colosseum.
Refusing is also a pain, and the prospects sound good.
If possible, I want the Filorial bonding to have been unsuccessful already and be done with it.
And so we’re compromising.
Applause fills the racetracks.
It seems if it goes well, the Filorial Races get heated up.
The Filorials shake their heads in refusal.
I entered the ring and muttered so the other side couldn’t hear.
Incidentally, well, this can also be said to the Filorials.
There’s the main group who want to refuse and the group who doesn’t really care.
I don’t know if they understand, but the Filorials nod vigorously.
By the way, the Filorials’ breeding season lasts for a month.
The neutral group mate with the Filorials in custody, the birds that become renown later are a different story, and Motoyasu heroically fighting those Filorials is yet another story.