Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (LN) Chapter 57

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Translator: Mana
Editor: Ranock Pliskin (The potatic Draturtle)
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(Character page updated, but for some reason, the Uncle Dida doesn't look that ‘chubby' to me in the ill.u.s.tration. This is the description used on him, ‘ぽっちゃり' so let us know if we got it wrong)

Chapter 57 – The smell of the disciple is beastly

"Ehem, so what you're saying is… That 'Uncle Dida' is Jephthah-san's uncle, who—despite being a young weapon merchant heir and the president of a large trading company—set forth to support Diana's guidance. A troublesome KY man who Jephthah-san can't stop either, ehem."

"Jirou-san, lower your voice a little. Uncle has really sharp ears. And what's with that way of talking?"

"There's no way his thoughts aren't shady. It wouldn't be odd if he was thinking something along the lines of 'Normal elves are boring. I should go play with a High Elf', don't you think? You don't often see people with such an evil look in their eyes and gait."

"That's a bit too much… Like I said before, if anything happened to a High Elf, it would turn into a problem between the entire race. If anything, I'm worried about Jirou-san."

"How rude… We have a very sincere relationship, hmph."

I ignored the grinning Chubby who reappeared and secretively consulted Jephthah.
Apparently, that Chubby was the real uncle of Jephthah (and Hetty-san) and the commander-in-chief of the 'Balbacro Trading Company', the largest weapons merchant in the empire. With his abundant fortune he used a ton of 'de-aging' spirit stones, when his real age was 54 (and apparently had 6 children)… quite the bourgeois.

"If you think about it normally, there's no way the commander-in-chief of a huge trading company would come all this way to directly support someone without an ulterior motive. Is it really okay?"

"Actually… the Solo family support of Diansan's guidance started over two years ago. Apparently, my uncle heard that and stated 'Leave it to me, I'll wrap things up within a month'…"

Jephtha explained hesitatingly.
It seemed like Jephthah found his uncle rather overwhelming too, as his opinion leaned more towards mine. Well, he did call him a rich boy. But if he intended on wrapping things up in a month, did that meant he knew what Diana's guidance was too? Diana said it was a secret, but I guess it wasn't very well kept.

"So… I guess it has something to do with the reward the Solo family will get when Diana fulfils her guidance? Does that mean that person will benefit from the reward too…?"

He brushed off the question with a "That's probably true," but I was probably on the right track. Don't tell me it wasn't actually in order to obtain a high elf!

I believed the item the Solo family would have received for completing the guidance was said to be some secret treasure of the elves called The Alchemy… It was a secret that I knew this, so I couldn't tell Jephthah or Chubby.

After that we introduced ourselves to each other despite having met before, since we didn't know each other's names. I really didn't want to have Chubby support the guidance, but thankfully the mansion was complete and the shop had started, so I didn't have to rely on his support for my living at least. I could earn enough to keep Diana and Marina easily.
Chubby lightly said "Well, feel free to ask me anything," but I didn't like the way he looked at Diana so I wouldn't be getting close to him anytime soon. I would have liked to refuse his support outright, but because of her family's contract with the Solo family, even Diana couldn't refuse, so my own opinion was completely shut out. Well, I'd do my best to rely on him as little as possible, but… since I didn't know the details of Diana's guidance and Chubby did, he'd move to accomplish it and end up getting me involved anyway.

It was such a depressing thought… My only countermeasure was to not let him into the mansion.

Aah…
Just as I got the ball rolling on my business, it started to rain on my parade… As I was ruminating in my depression, Chubby said something I never expected.

"Oh, right. I know we just finished introducing ourselves, but I'm about to head to the famous scenic spot, Heripa Lake. If you need anything while I'm away let the guild know and have them get it for you."

He left behind those words as he departed jauntily with his slaves.

Eh…? Could it be that this person thought he would complete his support while sightseeing? There was no way that the sightseeing was his true motive, right… Come to think of it, a few days had pa.s.sed since I first saw him, but he seemed to be sightseeing back then too. He also said the velvet was a souvenir for his wife…

Now I look like an idiot for worrying so much about him!

◇◆◆◆◇ Sneaky potato comment… hehehe
Also… have a nice day random person

As Chubby had left, I returned to my original plan of having the guild introduce a disciple to me. I told this to the receptionist of the guild.

"Then please present your guild card."

I've always thought this, but the guild card was really technologically advanced compared to everything else… The action of taking the card out of my wallet was exactly like presenting a membership card in a j.a.panese store. Well, it was a world where magic existed, after all. You could only write it off as part of the fantasy.

"Alright, Jirou Ayase-sama. You have requested the disciple introduction service. Right now we can introduce you to this person, this person… and this one."

The receptionist said as they took out three sheets of parchment. It seemed like all the necessary information was written on that, and you could decide the kid you wanted based on them. You could even hold an interview.

"What do you think, Rebeccsan? I can't read the writing, could you tell me what's written on here?"

"Yeah, sure. Erm… first, this is a 12-year-old girl with the 'merchant' vocation. This one's a 14-year-old boy with another 'merchant' vocation. And the last one's a 13-year-old girl with—"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"With… a 'mathematician' vocation. It's my first time seeing one."

Huh, what an intellectual vocation.
I was interested, but it would probably be safer to choose a child with a 'merchant' vocation. But a mathematician probably meant she was smart, and usually smart people could do whatever you asked of them. It was something to consider. Besides, I was probably the most qualified to develop the talent of a mathematician vocation. While I couldn't teach anything as a high school graduate myself, I could at least buy books full of maths problems. I didn't know how far the maths in this world had developed, but it shouldn't be as advanced as Earth. If I was to take on a disciple, I had to raise them properly.
…Well, I had no idea if being a successful mathematician would even have any meaning in this fantasy world.

"The mathematician child, has she written anything else?"

"Eh? Did the mathematician child catch your interest? Hmm, this girl… you'll have to meet them to be sure, but over a year has pa.s.sed since they signed up, so they might not be too good, you know? And… Jirou probably doesn't care, but this girl has written that she's a 'Canaan'. Ah, but her father is a military police."

"Erm, what's a Canaan?"

"Ah, Jirou doesn't know. The Canaan tribe."

Another new tribe! But I wondered if there was a problem. Were they another discriminated tribe like the Turks?

"Err, Canaan are relatively common around here, but many of the families are poor so there are lots of pickpockets, burglars and thieves. Since they tend to be nimble and clever… Of course, that's only one part of the Canaan tribe, but because of that people usually avoid them. And they also look like cats."

"Please give more details about that last part."

"Eh? They're werecats, so they have the appearance of cats. So it's not like they're discriminated against, it's just that people try to avoid dealing with them."

"Then I'll go with that girl."

"Eh? Eeeh?"

If she's already been waiting a year for a master then her parents wouldn't be too fussy over where she gets her apprenticeship, and I can pat her cat ears and tail all I want. Win-win. In the first place, I didn't really care too much about the details of the disciple as long as they could work decently.

"W-Wait Jirou, are you sure you want to decide so easily?"

"Well, there's no point in worrying, though it might be better to interview everyone. I just think it might be better to take one of the unwanted kids… Like I said before, I don't feel too confident about having a disciple anyway…"

"If Jirou says so then… But will you at least decide after an interview?"

And so, we decided to hold an interview just in case. But how were you supposed to call them out…? As I was wondering that, a young guild member was sent out. The guild sure worked fast.

After waiting impatiently for an hour, the guild member came back with the Canaan tribe disciple candidate. The guild member introduced her and she made her greetings.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Etowa Waz. I'm 13 years old. Are you the boss? Pardon me for saying this, but you seem quite young. As you can see, I am a Canaan tribe, are you fine with this? Are the people behind you my sister disciples? A Turk tribe and an Elf-sama? I'm not sure what kind of arrangement that must be, let me think about it for a moment. …Ah, I got it! The Turk tribe is my sister disciple and the Elf-sama is a stranger pa.s.sing by. That's the most logical answer!"

"Uh… yeah."

The cat girl suddenly started talking a mile a minute. However, my mind was completely focused on her appearance and I didn't hear a word of what she said.

Let me interrupt for a moment to introduce the five levels of beast girls, known as the Beast Level! Let's look at cat girls as an example.

Level 1 is the 'just cat ears and a tail, so close to human that the ears may even be human ears, that everyone usually imagines. To put it bluntly, basically cosplay. Generally accepted amongst everyone, not just furries.
Level 2 has fur all over the body, with paws for hands and feet. At this stage the hair is still of human standards, and the face is still mostly human. Clothes are also worn properly!
At level 3, the Beast Level rises quite dramatically. They could be described as an animalistic state on two legs. They still wear clothes, but they're so furry that no one really cares if they're naked. Up to here, they can still be called partly human.
At level 4 they're mostly animal, and the only human-like characteristic is that they walk on two legs. Tom and Jerry would fit around here on the Beast Level.
Level 5 is a four-legged beast. The beasts that appear in animal manga are of course at this level and you could even be said to be the most popular, but in terms of fetish, it has to be level 5.

To simplify the categories, level 1 and 2 have human heads, level 3 and 4 have beast heads, and level 5 is a total beast—a good reference for categorising furries too. Sinful furries loved everything past level 3, including their body—etc.

As for the one standing front of me…

"No way, a level 3…?!"

I had underestimated this world. I thought they would only reach level 2 at best.

Rebeccsan had said "they also look like cats", but Etowa was most definitely a cat. It was mystifying to see that cat mouth speak so fluently.

Though it may be strange to call her long-haired… her fur was thick with a blue-gray striped pattern, white on the inside. It was like the Northern European cats I saw at the pet shop a long time ago. Her face was, well, pretty much a cat (there were some human-like features to it) and while she didn't have anything resembling human hair, she had styled the fur on her head with oil to look human-like, which was unexpectedly cute. She wore clothes, but considering the state of her exposed arms and legs she had plentiful amounts of fur covering her whole body, making it seem a little hot to be wearing clothes. Her hands and feet were a little more big-boned than human ones, making them seem robust.

I was worried that having the hands and feet of a cat would cause problems… but it seemed like that part of her was still human-like. They were hairy, though. It would be easy to just call her a werecat, but a talking cat on two legs that was around 140cm tall had a kind of 'hard-to-describe cuteness' to her, even if it did feel a little strange calling it that.

It was understandable how some people might feel hesitant about.

It didn't feel right to keep chatting while standing, so I pointed to a table for us to continue our simple interview. Etowa had already heard part of the story from the guild member and confirmed she wanted to be my disciple. A whole year had pa.s.sed since she registered, so I guess she wasn't in a position to be picky with her choices.

"So uuh, Etowa's vocation is a 'mathematician', right? Are you good with numbers?"

"Yes. I can proudly say I have a better understanding than the average person. I can do mental arithmetic and definitely won't screw up any money calculations. I can promise to handle money and inventory perfectly, and I'm fine even if discounted items are mixed in. Even amongst the merchant vocations there are people who are bad at maths, so I can wholeheartedly recommend myself for the position! Also, since I am Canaan, my feet are fast and can do errands well. And lastly, err, long-haired Canaan are rare and my fur feels nice to pat!

"Uh… yeah."

She really talked a lot. Even though she was a cat. She really talked a lot for a cat. She doesn't end her sentences with 'Nya~' either. She spoke so normally.

However, it was true that being able to do mental arithmetic without making mistakes was an advantage. Actually, it was a necessary skill, so if there were people who couldn't do it, then I'd have to hire from those who could instead.
But I couldn't tell what the potential of a 'mathematician' vocation was from only the conversation just now, so I decided to hold a little test.

"Then… I'm going to give you a little quiz. Even if you don't know the answer, it won't decide whether or not I hire you, so take it easy, alright?"

"Okay! Please do!"

"Let's do this then! Tarou-kun went shopping. He bought 2 Witchetty and 3 Liliaram, totalling to 220 el. The Witchetties sold for 4 times as much as the Liliaram. What is the price of each Witchetty and Liliaram?"

I read out loud a quiz I had noted down on my phone a while ago.
It was quite a famous quiz, but not that difficult to answer. It was originally a quiz about chocolate and seaweed crackers, but I arranged it to suit this world. Etowa appeared to think for a moment, but answered with a confident expression.

"Each Witchetty is 80 el, and Liliaram is 20 el. That must be the answer."

"Esakuta! How did you solve it?"

"Because the total worth is 11 Liliaram. I just divided it from that."

She was surprisingly clever. Even though she was a cat. I wanted to squish her cheeks.

"Then the next question. The next one's a little difficult."

"Okay."

"There's a bucket with 12 litz of water. There are another two empty buckets that can hold 7 litz and 9 litz. Using these, fill a bucket with 1 litz of water."

For the record, one litz was roughly equal to 1 litre. This was basic.

"Erm, let's see… first you move the 12 to the 9. Then you move the water from the 9 to the 7 and throw away the extra 2. Put the water from the 7 into the 9. Take the remaining 3 in the 12 and fill the 9 so that 1 litz is left in the 12. This has to be the fastest answer!"

An immediate reply. Even though she was a cat. She was definitely smarter than me.

"Correct. How did you solve it so quickly?"

I raised my white flag.

"The difference between 12 and 9 is 3, the difference between 9 and 7 is 2, if you can create the condition 3 minus 2 then you're left with 1. If you decompose it into basic numbers it's very simple."

"R… Right. Of course."

When I tried to solve this problem I never considered throwing away the water, and never ended up solving it… Kitty-chan's head sure was nimble.

So in the end, I decided to take Etowa as my disciple.

Normally, it was custom to pay disciples a pittance, but with potential like hers I believed it would be better to pay through commission rather than a fixed pay rate, and decided to give dedicate 5% of the sales to her salary. The contract was formed by binding a proper spirit contract at Priestess-chan's place. I was thinking of just making do with a non-spirit contract like the time with Aurica, but because the guild was acting as a middleman, I couldn't take shortcuts like that.
Well, the contract details included prevention against thievery, at the very least.
When I introduced Diana and Marina at the end, she was so shocked, her reaction surprised me. Apparently, the concept of elves as slaves was earth-shattering to her. "I… I do not understand…" she had mumbled, to which I could only tell her to get used to it.

But, well, at least I had my second worker after Aurica now.

I needed people whom I could leave my store to as well, and now the family was gradually expanding. Perhaps I could afford to go on expeditions a little more now. Like to the Heripa Lake that Chubby went to, or to Luklaela Mountain. I had a guidance to go to the lake and mountain anyway (that I had been ignoring until now).

Alright, once we made a little more money I'd leave the store to Etowa and go to Luklaela. I'd heard it was a lot closer than Heripa, and there were some good weapons and armour there too.
Just the fact it was a mining town was enough to make it somewhat exciting.