Hakai Me no Yuuri - Chapter 55
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Author: Kaburagi Haruka
Translator: s.h.i.+roiKaze/Soyokaze Translations
Act 3, Chapter 55: Foras Rare Book Store
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Once our stomachs were appeased, we started heading toward the rare book store.
Going a little way down the main road, the foot traffic suddenly decreased, almost making it feel a different city.
“This sort of deserted feeling is nice too. It feels like were exploring.”
“Dont come here on your own, okay? Theres usually slave dealers and their ilk around here.”
“Uh, yeah I wont. Probably”
After a short walk, Haster entered a single private house.
This is a rare book store? There isnt even a sign out here, but
I follow after him, and upon pa.s.sing through the door, the unique smell of old books filled the air.
An enormous number of books were packed tightly in bookshelves that far exceeded my height.
“Whoaa?!”
Though its often said that youth tend to lose interest in serious reading, I more or less pride myself on being at the top level of j.a.panese people in how much I read.
I was one of those weirdos who would mutter, “Books? Havent read much of those lately,” while absorbed in reading novels posted online.
With this many books in front of me, of course I had to be excited. There arent many means of entertainment in this world.
Tracing my finger across the spines of the books packed into the shelves, I try pulling one out.
“Its a ma.n.u.script, huh. Its paper, but its quite old?”
“That theres an ill.u.s.trated botanical ma.n.u.script from two-hundred years ago. That particular one was produced about forty years ago, I suppose.”
“Uweh?!”
The voice suddenly calling out startled me. Wh-where did that
Looking more carefully, I could see a bald head beyond a mountain of books. Would that be the owner of this store?
“Ah, h.e.l.lo Pardon the intrusion.”
“Im supposing youre customers? My customers latelyve been quite polite. Im the owner here, Foras.”
“Im Yuuri Albine.”
This is probably the first time Ive given this name out. Using his name with mine is sort of embarra.s.sing.
“Albine? You related to that mischief-maker of a sage?”
“Mischief? If you mean Haster, then yes, I suppose so.”
I have a feeling he wouldnt believe me even if I told him that Im Hasters wife. Considering how I look.
“There sure is a lot here. This is an old book store?”
“Its not officially a store, actually.”
“This is simply where I keep all o the books Ive gathered by my own interests. Though Ill sell some of em if Im feelin like it.”
“Thats amazing”
All these books Instead of just having a few days, I would like to try taking my time slowly reading here.
But unfortunately, my current objective takes priority.
“Im looking for a book containing detailed information on monster ecology.”
“Thatd be in the shelves over here. Of the original texts, the newer onesll be on the entrance side.”
“Would it be okay to read a bit in here?”
“Long as you dont get em dirty, go ahead.”
Mister Foras brought a stepladder over for me. He must have done so in consideration of my height.
Maybe hes also telling me to use this in place of a chair?
Since there are ma.n.u.scripts and similar types of books included, some of them have nothing written on their spines. Ill have to sit down and take a close look at them.
“First In order”
I silently immerse myself in my examination. Thinking about it, Haster seems like hes got nothing to do.
“You not gonna read anythin boy?”
“Im here as an escort. If you have any recommendations though, then Id like to take a look.”
“Howm I supposed to recommend somethin when I dont know your interests?”
“Then how about ways to make women really sing at night”
“Could you please stop?!”
My head springs up as I protest. I take my eyes off him for one minute, and hes already up to no good!
Mister Foras also huffed as he dismissed Hasters request.
“Cant be showin that stuff to minors, ya perverted brat.”
“In spite of my looks No, never mind. Well then, do you have anything on labyrinths?”
“Guess the kid is a boy. Adventures with women, labyrinths, and action stories are your preferences then?”
“Being more specific, I should say that Ive a budding interest in traps after studying them a bit.”
Since Haster doesnt need to go through the world tree anymore, his trap research stopped part-way through. Thats probably bothering him.
“Traps, huh I should have the trap encyclopedia issued by the thieves guild somewhere round here.”
“Whoa, hey, why do you have something like that? Wouldnt it be dangerous if they knew you had that?”
“Bah, they happen to know how useful my collection is to em. Theres a little bit o give and take goin on.”
Mister Foras smiles as he laughs, while Haster responds with an exasperated expression.
I suppose with how many there are here, its probably highly valuable as data alone. Anyone who understands the value of things can understand just how much this is worth.
In contrast, anyone who doesnt understand will probably only see it as a pile of paper.
“So there are guys among the thieves who understand the value this place holds.”
“If the ones orderin others around are idiots, then the organization wouldnt be lastin long. Fact is, a lot o people in underground society are likely to take the opportunity to use my books.”
I suppose fellows dyed in the Mohican world1 down to their brains wouldnt be able to acc.u.mulate knowledge of the past.
Among thieves who act as adventurers, those with trap and mechanism disarmament skills are well sought after. But if that knowledge was never kept on the all-too-important thieves side, then the conversation would end there.
For the thieves guild, thats probably the very reason why they ask people like him to gather information for them.
Providing talented individuals who are useful to adventurers. Thats probably also why they get away with having a dangerous name like “Thieves” guild.
“But I never woulda thought that mischievous Haster would have a relative like you, young lady. His daughter? A niece?”
“If I had to say, then Im a slave to his l.u.s.t I suppose?”
“Whahey?!”
“His slave?!”
“He treats me well every night, so its fine, right?”
“That s.h.i.+tty brat, hes finally gone so low that hell lay his hands on a child!? Ill f.u.c.king murder him the next time he shows his face here!”
“Wont be able to come here again”
Mwahaha This is payback for torturing me every night.
But I would feel bad for him if I left things like this, so lets follow that up a bit.
“Im just joking. Im actually his wife.”
“Either way is basically the same. Young lady, if it ever gets hard for you, youre welcome here at any time, alright?”
“I wont have that. I wont hand Yuuri over to anyone.”
“Whys the boy Ooh, I get it. A lots goin on here”
He seems to be convinced of something odd.
Perhaps hes writing a love story in his head about a depraved sage toying with the little girl he made into his wife, and their young boy servant or something?
But more importantly, theres something he said in there that bothered me.
“That aside Have you known him for a long time?”
“Haster? Ive known him since he was a little brat.”
“Oh ho. Tell me more.”
“Oh no, dont”
“You should hear this too, boy. You can expose your employers embarra.s.sin past in all its glory.”
Oh my I absolutely have to hear this!
“Please, tell me all about it. I will use it to pay back all the bullying he does to me.”
“Hahha! Sounds great.”
And so, I listened to stories about Hasters youthful misconduct until the sun went down.
The person in question was pressing down on his ears and writhing on the floor the whole time, but I enjoyed it quite a bit.
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Night time, while having a meal in the dining hall, Haster gave me a comparatively serious sermon.
It would seem that everyone has some type of forbidden past.
“I never thought I would be the one exposed to shame play.”
“Uuhh, Im sorry. But it was really fun, you know?”
“And while you two were out, I had to clean up the tragic event you left here in the dining hall”
“Mister Oreas, could it be youre actually bad with people?”
“I get that a lot.”
After waking up late and coming here for a meal, he apparently got mixed up in the quarrel between the lady and the adventurers developing here.
Furthermore, the female adventurers were piggybacking on the lady, espousing their discontent and grumblings. That came to a head with a physical clash between them and the male adventurers who had a long history without girlfriends, turning it into a battle royal-like brawl.
Since we were part of what caused it, he had to take responsibility as our fellow traveler. It seems he was left in the awkward position of having to clean up the dining hall after that mess Sorryz.
“Ahem, so then, Yuuri. Have you finished your investigations?”
Naturally unable to handle the accusatory gaze, Haster attempted to change the topic.
Of course, Im getting directly on board with that. Yes, I feel bad about it too.
“I listened to old stories about you all day, so theres no way I could have finished my search. But if youre asking how the harvest went, then it was a good harvest.”
“Forget everything you heard. Quickly.”
He probably thinks of it as a particularly embarra.s.sing past. But it was a very important story for me.
Unusually, I stare at him with eyes full of pa.s.sion, and sincerely tell him,
“I will not do that. I cant let there be any part of Haster that I dont know about.”
“Wh?!”
In response to my statement, he held down his nose for some reason. His face is flushed too; maybe he has a cold?
No, Im aware. Ive basically just stepped on a land mine. Looks like tonight is going to be intense too.
Having a premonition of hard labor, I breathed a light sigh. Watching that scene, various parts of the dining hall spat out “Keh” noises.
“The atmosphere in the dining hall sure has turned bad, huh?”
“And whose fault to you think that is?”
“Want to go to the cafe where we had breakfast? The pie over there was really good. I want to try their other ones, like the apple pie too.”
With how good the meat pie was, the other pies they have are probably good too.
Just imagining it makes me break out in a smile. I once dreamed of conquering all the sweets in my previous life too.
My stomach is a lot smaller now, so I probably wont be able to do that now though.
Seeing my smiling and slovenly face, Haster made a decision.
“Right, then once were done eating well go for a light walk, and after weve made room in our stomachs, well go and get dessert.”
“Yay!”
“Mister Haster, dont you think youll be eating too much?”
“Actually, Yuuri could use some more meat on her bones.”
“I dont get fat regardless of how much I eat, you know?”
Since “Golden Ratio” maintains my body shape.
Upon my remark, this time, “G.o.ddammit!,” could be heard in the grudging voices of the females in the room.
“On the contrary, your belly always bulges out after you eat, doesnt it?”
“Come to think of it, it does. I guess breaking the law of preservation of matter really is difficult?”
Since my abdominal muscles are weak, looking at my bulging belly from the side shows the reality of it. Its a bit embarra.s.sing.
Almost like a childs Wait, this is a childs body, but with the effects of “Golden Ratio,” that should be prevented for me Oh?
Might this become some sort of breakthrough? I will firmly record this in my mental notebook.
“Hmmm, this will need some research. Maybe this will be useful for something?”
“Well anyway, right now is meal time. Oreas, could you request a drink for me? I cant order it when I look like a child.”
“Dont you dare.”
When you get alcohol in your system, you go into s.e.x mode, so please abstain for today.
While he bathed us in his grudging stare, we finished our meal, and sallied forth on our night time date.
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And yet, it would seem his crazy s.e.x mode was there whether he had alcohol in his system or not. It really was his endless stamina.
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