"What do you mean, my dear?"

　Her mouth is wide enough to drop the thin sugar cane that she had been losing, and Percy's expression freezes. ...that sugar cane doesn't come off well.

"Did you smell it here?"
"I smelled... what are you talking about?"
"Don't be silly!"

　Percy's eyes glisten in the black border.
　The old flirtatious features are now hidden.

"You were a dangerous man, after all. I was going to smell it from the beginning... first of all, I was going to introduce 'that' Assault...Oh, my! I should have refused!"

　a rasping parsee through one's dry hair
　If you bully your hair too much, you'll regret it in the future.

"...you found out about the black market...that's why Assunt sent her over to Ore?"
"...the black market?"
"Don't be silly! I'm not that stupid either! I know everything now!"

　Percy glares at me with a grim look on his face.
　But I don't know what it is.

"Well... the black market... I see..."
"What......?"
"Huh?"

　Percy reveals his maniac face and his face turns pale.

"...no, no. I don't know... ...forget about it."

　I'm not so kind as to let you forget it.
　This made the inadequate parts clear and everything connected by a single line.

"Hey, hey... what's the matter?"
"Yes. What's this atmosphere? Let's all get along!"

　The Aliquis try to get rid of the stiff air... Percy's expression remains rigid, and I'm stuck while they're here. ...I wish I could somehow be alone with Percy.

"Ah... Mr. Tento-mushi..."

　Milly grabs my cuffs anxiously.

"... fight, no... no?"
"It's all right. We won't fight."
"...really?"
"Would you like to play "The Spirit's Judgment?"
"Oh.........."

　After a moment of absent-mindedness, Milly shook her head.
　Even if I get caught, I'll be a frog, so there's no problem.

"Well, mop and burp,"
"Hey! My name is neck!"
"Me too!"
"No, it's not Me Too, is it?
"My name is tick!"
"Well, those two," Will you pass me a piece of this stinky spinach?"

　I point to the smelly spinach that is planted in the field right in front of me.
　The Aliquis looked on their faces and looked at each other.

"Well, Tick,"
"What, neck?"
"By any chance,"
"By any chance?"
"Do you eat it raw?"
"Wow!? How wild!"

　How can I eat raw? It smells like mud!

"Sell me a single share by pulling out the roots."
"He's a good man, neck!"
"Oh, you're such a good man, Tick! I can't believe there was anyone else to buy me some stinky spinach besides the smell spinach!"
"As expected of Milly's acquaintance!"
"Millie's acquaintances are all good people!"
"Hey, hey. Don't just make yourself a 'good person'!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Come and drop in, stinky spinach

　I've had enough of your American short skit!

"OK, OK! Then, oh, Momento!"
"Oh, Lil B. Weight Oke?"
"Okay, so Halliup and Do It! Now!"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
"…Yasilos are susceptible to influence. You don't have to worry about it."

　When I rushed, the two Aliquis kneeled down on the ground and began digging up the ground with both hands.
　...don't you use tools?

"Oops, tick! Don't hurt your roots in such a hurry!"
"Of course, neck! The 'good man' said that roots are for sale at the root!"
"Oh, that's right," You know it very well."
"Of course DA RO☆"

　Oh, it's annoying.
　But.........heh. 'Root is for sale at the root' ... you know.

　When I glanced at her, Percy turned away and tried not to look at me.

"Wow! Look at this fine root!"

　The dug-up stinky spinach was hoisted high by the Aliquis, with a large amount of soil at its roots.
　Under the spinach-like leaves, there was a large, thick white root that looked like a radish.
　It may be closer to turnips than radishes.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.`It would be great if it tasted good!'
"Oh, my God. It's just the taste that disappointly regret."

　I think the taste is the biggest factor that influences the value of vegetables...but the taste "only" is disappointing...

"Then let's give him a fresh, smelly spinach!"
"If you buy it now, you'll get another one!"
"Oh, yes... I think I'll take it then."

　Maybe these guys are not middle school textbooks, but rather late night mail order programs.
　The Aliquis seem to be happy to remove another stinky spinach and hand it to me and Magda one by one.
　I bought it at an exceptional price of 1Rb for two. ... well, honestly, one is enough.

"My hands are covered with mud,"

　I say that the Aliquis look at their hands.
　The hands of the Aliquis were covered with mud.
　Just as Percy's hands were dirty with mud when we first met.

　I see. The only farm work he saw was that of these anteater brothers. That's why I dug up the soil to remove radishes.
　And after digging up three radishes, Percy's hands were covered in mud that day.
　The big difference between the copycat Percy and these Aliquis brothers is their dirty hands.
　Unlike Percy, who used to touch clothes and hair, the Aliquis are careful not to touch anything with their hands to make sure something gets dirty.

　Well, this is the usual trap.

　Percy ties his lips with his face turned away.
　I wonder how far I know and what I don't know.

　I can't help worrying about how far I'm known.
　But I don't want to give you any unnecessary information by telling you what I'm not good at. The "black market" remark earlier instilled fear in Percy.

　The man who has become so is... fragile.

"Millie,"
"What......what?"
"The Aliquis' hands are dirty. Will you wash it for me?"
"HAHAHA! You can wash your own hands." unless we are walking on four legs."

　Well, you guys are like walking on four legs, aren't you?

"…It's important for both of you to keep it clean. You must wash your hands promptly and carefully according to Milly's instructions."
"Yes! Magda!"

　Magda said the Aliquis grew up and began to urge Milly to lead them to the washroom.

"Let's hurry up, Milly!"
"Why... Milly, what should I go for?"
"I'm in charge of opening doors and taps. It's important to keep it clean!"
"Oh... I see. Well, Mr. Ottoman, I'll be back."
"Oh! Nice to meet you,"

　Magda muttered after seeing off the Milly and Aliquis brothers.

"...is this all right?"
"Good job,"

　Magda's assist enabled the three men in the way to leave.
　Milly is too nice, and the Arikui brothers... should decide how to move on and then talk about the situation.
　Magda would be very helpful at times like this.
　This guy makes a remark that, in spite of his usual reticence, will optimize the situation when he opens his mouth. He has a good eye for things and a quick mind.
　She's a very intelligent girl.

"Well, let's go find out what the seeds are." Percy."
「…………」

　Percy stands back and glares at us in a defensive manner.
　Don't you think you have that attitude when you sent the Aliquis off with good intentions?"

"... well, Mr. Jiro is talking to me." Say something, dude."
"Oh, Magda... I don't think so."
"...yes,"

　I don't know where I got the knowledge, but I don't need to fill in my position.
　I wasn't afraid of reading it without thinking.

　Well... well, maybe she's a fool's daughter, Magda...

"First of all, I'll tell you that Assault didn't come up with anything and send me to you."
"...really?"
"If you think that my story is false, you may always call me a "Spiritual Judgment."
「…………」

　Percy turned a hard stare at me, and after considering it for a long time, muttered, "...all right."
　If the preconditions are wrong, the conversation will be out of sync.

"I'm looking for sugar for some reason. not at the price of the aristocrat's hoax, but at the price of a large quantity in a common restaurant."
"Sugar? Are you insane?"

　Percy's mocking smile seemed somewhat self‐deprecating.
　I think this guy also finds it strange that he can't stand up to the aristocracy.

　That's why we took action.

"If I ask you to do it, I think I can do it?"
"Well, that's impossible. Sugar cane won't come in."

　I can't make sugar because I don't have sugar cane...huh. What are you doing now?

"Then I wish I could use it said.

　I'll show you the muddy smell spinach I got from the Aliquis.

"How do you get sugar out of such stinky spinach?"
"That's enough. Percy."

　When I interrupt him, his silent eyes gazed at me.
　It was an answer, wasn't it?

　I know everything.

"This isn't the name of a stinky spinach," I don't know who gave it, but it's a common name."

　This is the complicated and troubling part of Forced Translation Magic.
　Perhaps the first guy to see this named it "smelling spinach." Since then, people who saw this for the first time have been told that the name of this vegetable is "smelling spinach."That's why this vegetable is called "smelling spinach" in this town.
　That's what anyone calls a 'smelling spinach.' That's what I've been taught.

　And the common name... was passed down to me by that name.
　Even I know who he is.

Forced translation magic is greatly influenced by the knowledge of both the speaker and the listener.
　If only one of the things I've ever said "smelling spinach" had known his official name, I might have known him earlier.

"In my country we call this -- 'sugar daikon.'"
"...d*mn it!"

　Percy grimaces.
　I can't confirm how my words were translated, but... from his expression, he must have heard them at the heart.

"... "Sato" and "Daikon"?

　Magda tilts its head slightly.
　I see. Was it translated using the combination of the two words? Then that's the best.
　These guys don't make sense with the Japanese word "sato daikon." I'm relieved that it seems to have been translated properly with the nouns 'sugar' and 'daikon.'

"Sugar can be made from something other than sugar cane."
"...that's this?"

　Magda gazes at the sugar radishes with a mystified look. Well, it's hard to believe that this turns into sugar.

"Originally, this isn't a vegetable for eating leaves. The main thing is at heart."

　Sugar radishes accumulate sugar in their large roots by exposure to sunlight.
　It is produced in Hokkaido and elsewhere in Japan. Most are shipped to sugar processing plants and rarely marketed. So I'm not used to it, but it's one of Japan's proud foods. Sugar radishes from Hokkaido to the north and sugar cane from Okinawa to the south. Japanese sugar is made from them.

　Incidentally, it's called 'sugar daikon,' but the leaves resemble spinach because it belongs to the same family as spinach.
　It's quite different from what you see on the other hand, but... it's ambiguous to human memory, and if a similar thing is presented as its own, you'll be convinced that it's so.
　Wouldn't it make sense if you could show a Kana snake as a "lizard"? That's the way it is it?
　So, of course, he's not in the same league.
　Just because it looks like a radish, it's a very different plant.
　What is most distinctive is the sugar that accumulates in the roots.

"The first step is different, but after squeezing out the sugar-containing solution from it, the sugar can be crystallized in the same way. Percy, just like you did."
"... what do you mean?"

　I stretched out my arms and pointed my finger at Percy, who made excuses.

"You shouldn't tell a lie. The only action you can take is to keep silent."
"Dear me,"

　I don't want to discuss the nature or characteristics of sugar radishes here.
　I've already figured it out. Both I and Percy know how to use sugar radishes correctly. It's a waste of time for those two to talk about the nature of sugar radishes.

"If you give it up, tell me how you knew you could make sugar out of it. Until then, I'll carry on talking."

　The next time Percy opens his mouth, it's when he admits defeat.
　I'll go on talking.

"You pretended to be kind, and bought this sugar radish from the Aliquis at an exceptional price, and you made it and sold it on the black market. Wasn't that action perceived by the nobles and stopped sugar cane?"

　Percy says nothing when I look at her.
　However, the expression on his face, as if he had bitten a bitter worm, is like affirming my opinion.

　The smell spinach caught by the ginet...the leaves of the sugar radishes must have been washed away to the black market. It was used by people who were trying to trick customers into making profits by selling spinach pebbles in famous spinach producing areas.

"When we went on a tour of the factory, it had not been long since it was shut down. despite the fact that sugar cane had not entered for three months. There were signs that sugar was being produced until just before, which is proof that sugar was made from raw materials other than sugar cane."
"...why do you have to sneak?"

　Instead of Percy talking, Magda sent me a question.
　You don't understand Percy's idea of not making a big splash, even though he's found new ways to make money.

"Sugar alternatives... or, as it is, sugar itself... what do you think of the nobles who want to monopolize sugar when it is cheap and in great quantity?"
"... "Maching?"

　I wonder if such a lovely word would be enough.

"I'm sure they'll be crushed," Not only would sugar cane not be grated, but sugar routes could also be crushed. It's easy. All you have to say is, 'Whoever deals with Percy is prohibited from doing business with a sugar maker other than Percy.' The traders are in trouble if they don't get sugar, and the sugarworkers can't resist the nobles who control sugar cane."
"…I see. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "

　That's why Percy spilled sugar on the black market.
　in order to profit by selling sugar without knowing one's background

"In view of the present situation, it seems that we don't know how to make new sugar or what this sugar daikon is... but it seems that Percy is the one who makes the 'new sugar.'"

　The wrinkles between Percy's eyebrows get much deeper.

"That's why I thought we were spies looking for sugar factories when Assund introduced us to the factory."
"That's right! That's why you appealed that the factory couldn't move and you were struggling for money... were you able to see through everything?"

　No, no. I was convinced by your appeal.
　There's definitely a flip side to it.

"I'm not a spy, and Assund is not a sugar-barnaut,"
"Can you trust me?"

　Percy raised his voice.
　He looked quite angry, but... sweat came out on his forehead and his eyes trembled.
　His expression shows his agitation. It's proof that we're under considerable pressure.
　You can clearly see that what you're talking about is just bluffing.

　For Percy, sugar radishes are the only lifeline. If it is cut off, business will cease to operate.
　However, we cannot overlook the situation where sugar is flowing into the black market. Regular articles are strictly restricted by aristocrats and cannot be afforded by the general public. Moreover, pirated "new sugar" is only available in the smelly black market.
　Neither sugar can be used in the Yodamari-tei then.
　Perhaps Jeanette won't accept it. He can be fooled, but he doesn't do anything to deceive people. They won't buy the ingredients they serve at black markets. ...and I've been fooled by stinky spinach.Therefore, I have to distribute the 'new sugar' to the general market.
　If I could do that, I'd be mission‐completed. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . What should I do?

"...will you sign a contract with Percy to accommodate him with sugar?"
It is easier for nobles to notice if they exchange goods frequently throughout the ward. I don't want to put sugar in it as soon as I get caught."

　I don't want to be a disaster, because I don't want to be a disaster.
　Once a cake has been picked up... there will be a riot.

"... in the garbage collection guild,"
"It's a guild limited to the ward of Forty-two,"
"...what about the sea fish in the sea guild?"
"That's the price of repairing the net they bring in. It's not a violation to get a gift."
"...yes,"

　But I can't travel to the 40th leg and have the garbage collection guild trade sugar.
　To buy goods from this guy, you have to buy them directly or through Assault.

"... come and buy every day?"
"It's troublesome, and you'll find out as soon as you act so conspicuously."
"...secretly,"
"No, it's impossible,"

　The flow of things is easy to follow.
　In this world where you can't tell lies when questioned, facts are soon exposed.
　Someone in the aristocracy, if you ask Jeanette, not me, for the source, is out at once. I can't take such a risk.

"Well!"

　Suddenly Percy knelt on the ground.

"Please! Don't tell anyone about this!? If I can't make sugar, my sister can't protect it! I don't want him to live in poverty! I don't want him to be miserable anymore! That's right! Please!"

　bow one's head to one's hand
　Percy shows his kneeling down without worrying about dirt on his hair.

　His principle of conduct is his sister... ...the system controller.
　Then...

"... Jillo,"

　Magda gazes at me with emotionless eyes.

"...what shall I do?"

　His eyes seemed to say, "Do something about it." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　Well, I'll put my interests first.

"There's nothing I can do about it," Who's going to keep quiet about such a good profit?"
"What!"

　a fluttering Percy The forehead was blackened with dirt.

"I'm going to bring this home and offer Ascent a deal. If you tell them about the existence and production of sugar radishes, they'll catch on to you. We may be able to make a margin, and if we do well, we may be able to secure a certain amount of sugar."
"Wait a minute! Then what about us brothers and sisters?"
"Why don't you just buy sugar radishes, make small pieces of sugar, and let them go to the black market?" Well, well...The price of sugar radishes will jump."
"...!? Temae......... Oni!"

　Grabbing the soil, Percy peeps into his rage.
　Oni... Hey!

"The money-dead man... Then there may be one,"

　The provocation changed Percy's eyes.
　with a determined, clear, and, in a way, very murky, hateful gaze

"Let's say we have an appointment with Assund on our way home, and we talk at the Yodamari-tei on the night after work. Now that the garden is brightened up, if you talk to him while eating delicious food outside, he'll be happy to accept it. Well, let's have a chat while drinking together for the first time."
「…………」

　To Magda, who doesn't speak, I tell her about my plans for tonight.
　I'm very grateful to Magda for keeping silent at times like this.
　He understands my will and understands my will.

"That's... the way I found it..."

　Percy barks in agony.
　I'm sorry to lose!

"That's a pity. I knew it, too. That's all. I haven't heard or learned anything from you. I just got to the same place. I don't care who I sell this knowledge to."
"Can you take someone's interest for your own good?"

　Percy standing up and approaching.
　His face turns red and he looks like he wants to do it, saying he looks like he wants to do it.
　though…

"You're taking away the interests of the Ariquis for your own benefit, aren't you?"
"...."

　Percy's face changes from red to blue in my word.

"Who doesn't appreciate the sugar daikon here, conceals its value, and buys it at an unreasonably low price in order to make a profit for Temae?"
"... well, that's...."
"Who keeps trying to keep sugar radishes from paying attention to their valuable roots by calling them 'smelling spinach' forever?"
"...oh, I'm......
"Look at this field," Their house...."

　Most of the fields are abandoned and the house is on the verge of collapse.
　The standard of living will never be high.

"This may be because you are depriving the Aliquis of their profit."
"... well... well... well...
"No, sir,"

　Percy staggers back like he's running away from me.

"You prey on the Aliquis. At the expense of them, Temae is the only one sipping sweet juice. --just like the nobles."

　Pointing at her finger, Percy twisted herself to escape the fingertip, and then lost her balance and fell on her bottom.

"Ugh!"pain‐strained Percy The distortion grew worse over time and Percy's face crumpled.

"Oh, I......but my sister..."
"Well, you have something important to protect, no matter what."
"Oh, I see! So...!"

　A certain understanding causes Percy to cling on desperately.
　let it go

"So," I said, "can I do the same thing?"
"...."
"I have something important that I really want to protect. They are important shops and important friends who work there."
"... oh, no... that's..."
"If some siblings are forced to live in poverty because of that... it can't be helped, can it?"
「…………」

　Percy was completely silent.
　You must have been convinced that what you've been doing will now be done.
　And I can't even argue against it, just as I've done so far.
　Percy's face gradually turned down and completely nodded. It's like a dead machine.

"This will make life easier for the Aliquis, too. If I give you the information, you'll be able to sell this sugar radish at a very high price. I've been forced to live in extreme poverty. It's about time you were rewarded."
"... Jillo,"

　Magda snaps at the hem of my clothes.
　stare at me with expressionless expression
　My ears lie slightly sideways on my head.

　It's a sign of anxiety.

　I took Magda's hand, which grabbed her by the hem, and held her tight.

　Don't worry. with the implication that

".........yes,"

　Magda slowly left me, perhaps because it was conveyed.
　Well, that's a fool.

"That's why, Percy," Wouldn't it be all right for you to find another way of making sugar?"

　I'll spit it out with a sneer.
　I don't know what kind of expression Percy was listening to me with his head hanging down, but... I didn't miss that Percy's hand was holding the earth tight.


　...and direct that energy in the 'right' direction, Percy.


I'll be waiting for you.