Episode 110: Behind the Festival
I came to the “Garden.”
The “Garden” has recently expanded even further, about thirty percent larger.
Why?
Because it was necessary.
You know, that Dragon.
That kid eats like crazy, so I had no choice but to increase food production.
Of course, expanding the “Garden” requires a huge amount of Magical Power.
But with Tristia, who has about seventy percent of my Magical Power, and Dragon, who has about fifty percent, we collected Magical Power and continued the expansion work every day… somehow, we managed.
Speaking of which, recreating the artificial sun and artificial ocean took the most Magical Power. Just expanding the land is relatively easy.
Ignoring the children who were amazed by the “Garden” for the first time, I killed and butchered a cow.
While roasting it whole, I decided to enjoy my vacation…
“Dage~♡♡♡”
Oh, it’s Xiaolin.
As you can see, a woman who’s weak for money.
Showing off wealth leads to this.
Well, there’s a trick to it, or rather, circumstances…
First of all, regardless of the actual amount of money, there’s no doubt that I live the wealthiest life in this world.
And Xiaolin likes men who can make her wealthy.
That’s why she likes me.
Normally, I dislike women who are greedy for money, but Xiaolin is different.
Xiaolin is greedy for money, but because she was born and raised well, she understands the value of money.
Money isn’t for buying flashy brand-name bags that don’t suit you, or for becoming a cyborg and fighting the Andro Corps with full-body plastic surgery.
…Seriously, as a doctor, I really don’t recommend plastic surgery unless it’s absolutely necessary. Flesh and bones are on your body because they’re needed, and there’s basically no part you can shave off. It’s not like purging dead weight in a robot game to ensure mobility!
So, yeah…
Money is for using as a stepping stone to something you can’t buy with money.
True luxury is about emotion and self-satisfaction, not the desire for approval.
Those who are born poor and raised badly use money to show off and put on airs.
But real rich people, who are born and raised well, pour fortunes into their own emotions, such as art appreciation and attending events.
In that respect, Xiaolin is the latter.
She likes expensive things, but not the fact that she can obtain expensive things.
She likes me, not the contents of my wallet.
Even now, Xiaolin isn’t attracted to my wealth, but to me, who possesses wealth. Xiaolin likes men who can earn a lot and are rich, which means she likes men who are reliable and can provide.
“With this much wealth! Our descendants can live comfortably!”
So, Xiaolin talks about her family (planned), not herself.
She doesn’t say, “Buy this” or “Do that.” Women on the “Continent” are trained that way, and Xiaolin herself has that temperament.
“Is it okay to have about ten children? Can you support them?”
Saying that while hugging me, Xiaolin was excited about her future life.
On the other hand, Hanako…
“?????”
…Didn’t understand well.
Hanako’s head doesn’t understand the awesomeness of the “Garden,” or what’s happening. She can’t comprehend it.
So, while confused, she was enjoying the sake and food she was given.
“Where is this…?”
“Hmm… how should I put it… would ‘Mayohiga’ make sense?”
“Ah~… I heard about it from my old man. Mayohiga… a hidden wealthy tenement. Is this Mayohiga? Does Dru-nii have Mayohiga?”
“Yeah, that’s what it is.”
“Wow~, that’s amazing…”
Hanako is like that.
To put it nicely, she’s simple; to put it badly, she’s uneducated.
And I liked pure girls who didn’t have strange knowledge.
I gather the girls I’ve charmed in various places like this, give them delicious food and sake, and let them play in the “Garden.”
The “Garden” has a library-level collection of books, various Magic Items, a large bath, an orchard… everything. To the people of this world, it must feel like an amusement park.
In this “Garden,” I let the girls play as they liked.
Recently, I’ve stopped caring about being exposed as a Magician…
After all, Count Missgancia, the highest authority who shouldn’t find out, already knows. I have nothing to fear anymore.
In fact, events in this city can be covered up by Count Missgancia’s power.
You might think that rumors travel fast, but the fact that you think there’s a solid “information network” in this world means you’re a modern person.
You know, that kind of accurate and fast information transmission is a thing of the distant future.
In real medieval Earth Europe, there were many idiots in the countryside who claimed to be Christian without knowing what Christianity was! And the rank-and-file soldiers in the Crusades were too ignorant to know why they were fighting! It’s that kind of level.
In this loose world where strange things are immediately whispered about as “the devil did it,” “a fairy’s mischief,” or “that guy is a Magician,” even if strange rumors come out, they can be covered up by power. Or they become vague. There’s no internet, and hardly any letters, because the literacy rate is garbage…
Thinking about it that way, there’s a lot of freedom.
It’s easy not to have to worry.
In the first place, keeping secrets from the person you like is unsettling.
Well, maybe women don’t care? My ex-wife in my previous life secretly used a considerable amount of my assets without permission, and in the end, she said she couldn’t pay it back and would declare bankruptcy. Maybe some life forms don’t have that sense!
But I was raised well and taught the concept of shame, so my conscience hurts when I try to do something bad.
But now, there are no more secrets.
I tell them about my previous life every time, even though they don’t believe me.
After all, at least within the family, I want a natural relationship without secrets…
“Dru! The Dragon is crying!”
“Ah, it’s feeding time. Maybach! The food is over here!”
“Kyu!”
For now, I can spend my time like this for a while.
There shouldn’t be any trouble for a while…