Reincarnated User Manual

Chapter 48

48 – The brat of the warrior family (1)

Alcohol, gambling, women.

There are three major elements that make up Mangnani, called Jusaekjapgi (酒色雜技).

‘Mom, when I grow up, I’m going to be a bastard!’

If your child talks like this, just tell him to be friendly with the three elements above and that’s it.

However, what Siron is trying to do is to lower the favorability of NPCs in order to lower his prestige value, not to become a real asshole.

About a month ago, Siron began eating alone at one of the main building’s restaurants.

“hmm…”

Siron stared at the meat in front of him, then stretched out his knife and fork.

I didn’t even apply much force, but the meat cut on its own.

When you use a fork to cut a piece that is just right for putting in your mouth, the juice comes out.

“…”

The herbs sprinkled to remove unpleasant odors made their presence known, but that did not hide the unique flavor of the meat.

The wild flavor that fills your nasal passages combined with spicy spices,

It was a dish so delicious that it made him smile, but Siron gritted his teeth and suppressed the smile that was about to spread.

“Confucius, as you said last time, I tried changing the spices…”

Was it because he saw Siron’s frowning expression?

The young man was frozen with his hands clasped in front of him.

The person in front of Siron was [Excellent Chef Hearst], who would be in charge of cooking at the mansion 10 years later.

Although he was still a youthful young man, his cooking skills were just as delicious as those cooked by the chef himself, even after he got off his apprenticeship.

“The scent is okay. “It’s okay…”

Unfortunately for him,

Siron did not prepare this event to praise him.

“It tastes so good…”

“…really?”

“You look like a dog.”

Of course, nothing good came out of Siron’s mouth, which was determined to lower his favorability.

“I must have told you to cook it a little longer in the middle?”

Shiron showed him a cross section of the meat and pressed it with his fingers.

“Look at this blood. The meat is too undercooked, so it will come alive right away.”

The crimson color stimulated the appetite, and clear juices that could not be called blood flowed out, but Shiron insisted that the meat was undercooked.

“S-sorry. It’s because I’m lacking in practice.”

Hurst didn’t even check it properly, and lowered his head as if he was flat on his face.

Chiron pretended not to be interested in whether he fell down or not, and poured the wine from the goblet over the meat.

Like that, the meat that looked appetizing turned purple and there was no way to even check if it was properly cooked.

Shiron took the remaining wine in his cup and swallowed it.

“Cook it again and bring it. Right Now.”

“yes…!”

Hurst rushed out of the restaurant as if his feet were on fire, and the maids in the mansion cleaned the table, unable to hide their discomfort.

Chiron took out a notebook and pen from her bosom, leaving them alone.

[f*cking normal food ✓]

A private tutoring room located on the 2nd floor of the main building.

Shiron moved to another place to do the next stupid thing.

Flowers were in full bloom all over the mansion, and a warm breeze tickled youthful cheeks through the wide open windows.

“Well, the important part here is the year 322 of the imperial calendar. At this time, the nobles of the Bemir region gathered together and established a city-state…”

On a day that was perfect for such an outing, Siron was taking a class that couldn’t be called very interesting.

In fact, when trying to express the current situation, saying that I was taking a class was inaccurate.

Siron was not only not interested in the words of the woman who was currently teaching the class in front of him, but was just ignoring them.

“So, the Principality of Litricia, which was a military power in the southern region, increased its military, and this caused small-scale friction to this day… and it remains a disputed area…”

It was ridiculous to spend so much time taking a class you didn’t want to take, but it’s a different story if the person in front of you is a likable NPC.

[Part-time instructor Echidna]

Echidna, an NPC that can often be encountered in the Academy area, is currently 10 years before the start of the original work. I was acting like a slave under the guise of being an undergraduate research student.

Because he was so young, Shiron had no idea how to approach her, but surprisingly, summoning Echidna was easy.

When I sent a letter to her advisor, saying, ‘I would like to have a student in your lab as a tutor,’ he ended up welcoming me with open arms.

So now,

Over a period of about a month, Siron’s favorability for her continued to decline.

Shiron stared at Echidna, who was writing something on the blackboard.

If I had to describe her, she was like a girl drawn from a painting.

Her purple hair is completely unmaintained, her dark circles are sagging, and her clothes are vintage, to put it mildly.

The white blouse without any frills was slightly worn at the edges, and the skirt she had chosen to wear was not ironed properly, so it was clearly wrinkled here and there.

Just by looking at her, she is a pitiful woman who is clearly struggling with her circumstances.

Her simple appearance without any makeup, combined with her very nervous face, brought to mind the term ‘slutty, sullen woman.’

I wonder if I am quite concerned about the theory of poetry that seems to show no interest in class. Even as she wrote on the blackboard, she kept glancing in this direction.

“I…”

For a long time,

Echidna, gloomy as if drawn from a painting, turned towards Shiron, as if she had made a firm decision.

“Well, Confucius. By any chance… are you not enjoying my class? If you are not enjoying it, then you should stop for today…”

To Echidna, who rolled her eyes back and forth and wanted to get out of the situation, Siron sneered and said that she was right.

“Do you think your class will be fun?”

“Oh, no.”

“Then just keep going.”

“yes…”

Echidna lowered her head and continued writing again. The gloom became so deep that I could see her likeability was dropping.

“Hmm…”

Echidna frowned at the sound of yawning coming from behind.

‘That kid… why are you f*cking with me…!’

Echidna let out a deep sigh and remembered how this happened.

‘I thought the conditions were really good…’

Echidna regretted her actions in the past.

Even if the job was to teach self-control to a noble family, I should have looked into it when the salary was suspiciously high, but I wanted to kill my past self for thinking it was right.

I couldn’t quit the job because it was introduced by my advisor.

Echidna slowly turned her head and looked at Shiron.

The boy, who was leaning on a chair and just looking out the window, had no writing utensil in front of him and only a reference book.

Echidna gritted her teeth at that immature behavior.

Crackling-

‘The damn kid is really… It’s not like he’s making fun of people! If you’re going to do this, why not just get fired?!’

“hey.”

Of course, there was no way Siron couldn’t hear that sound.

Echidna looked back, startled by the mistake she had made.

“Yes, yes?!”

“My hand has stopped. Would you like to do something without getting a penny or two?”

“Oh, no!”

Echidna felt as if her stomach lining was being worn away day by day.

Only when the class ended like that did Echidna enjoy the feeling of liberation.

but. Those feelings soon subsided.

It was because of the boy who approached her with a smile as she stretched.

“Okay, good job in class today. See you tomorrow.”

“…”

“If you don’t come, we’ll search for you.”

“…”

“answer.”

“Yes, yes…”

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After completing the favorability task, Siron watched Echidna walking away and prepared to move to the next location.

An alley in a commercial district.

[Jackson, who has bad hand habits] wondered what kind of situation this was.

‘What is that bastard…’

This is because I encountered a situation where a kid who looked like a kid from a rich family was wandering around the back alley without any escort.

He was wearing flawlessly well-tailored clothes, with flashy jewelry here and there, and a money pouch jingling and shaking near his waist.

‘No matter how good the imperial capital’s security is, I can’t believe you came across to me in such a defenseless manner.’

A wry smile appeared on Jackson’s lips.

However, the line drawn on the mouth soon collapsed.

‘But… how was that kid able to come all the way here?’

Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.

I had to walk quite a distance from the central street where patrol teams regularly moved to this place where there were few people.

There were a few tough guys on this street other than myself, and it was impossible to get all the way here without running into them.

‘Is this a trap for the rich guys?’

Jackson immediately gave up his desire to get a share.

Originally, pickpocketing was an industry in which you had to keep an eye on your opponent. He had seen many seniors get their arms cut off after aiming for the money bag of a drummer who spewed strong spirits. He closed his eyes tightly and quietly passed the boy.

however.

“hey. stop.”

“…ok?”

“Yeah you dude, brown seaweed hair. stand there.”

A kid who passed by called Jackson and stopped him.

Jackson turned his stiff head and pointed at himself.

“Aren’t you pickpocket Jackson? Why aren’t you doing anything?”

For a moment, Jackson couldn’t understand what the kid was talking about. Why don’t you rob your pockets? Now?

A laugh came out of Jackson’s dumbfounded mouth.

“under! I was out of my mind. Are you going to rob a suspicious guy like you?!”

“…Okay, since we don’t have time, just get the money first.”

Siron, a boy who came up with a money bag shaking, pulled the money bag and threw it at Jackson.