Episode 91 – Manners

“I don’t know how to ballroom dance or something.”

“Haa… You… Anyway, okay.”

Lorsha took my hand. He was small in size, but his grip and strength were enormous. Could he really be a descendant of a dwarf? Come to think of it, he also likes beer. You are descended from the dwarves.

“I’ll lead, so you just step in moderation.”

“Do you think you can play?”

“This is basic education.”

“I’m sorry for being such an uneducated person.”

Lorsha started dancing with me. Roughly stepping on the rhythm, swinging the arm, stepping on it a few times, turning it once, and that’s it. I only knew it once I memorized it.

We still whispered to each other so that no one else could hear. It was at the level of understanding the shape of the mouth rather than whispering.

“Oh you’re pretty good at it?”

“You can do anything with your body once you know how to do it.”

“You’re pretty confident, right? It looks like you’ve been working out a bit.”

“I realized that I am powerless with magic alone.”

“… Stupid really stupid.”

Why is he insulting me again out of the blue? Malicious users like this in the game should be banned from chatting, but the GM bastard God always knew user suggestions as shit. Knowing the negligence of this chewy, I didn’t have much complaints.

I watched the movements around me and wrapped my hands around Lorsha’s waist.

“Hey, you crazy, suddenly…”

“I heard everyone around me who attended as a couple did this?”

“This is sticky stuff that only newlyweds do, and even if you just take a basic posture…”

“We’re married right now, so stupid.”

Lorsha’s face went red and she was speechless. If God doesn’t feed her no-chat, this Werner will feed no-chat on behalf of God.

After one song ended, Lorsha hurriedly ran out to go to the bathroom. Ah, the reason why your face turned red was because you were drinking something.

I started looking for Airi because I wanted to do something, but it was unexpectedly easy to find. Because I was surrounded by a lot of aristocratic men.

“I’m Ginger, the eldest son of the Ale family. Would you like to dance with me?”

“I am Prune, the third son of the Rakia family. Would you give me the honor of singing a song with the lady?”

“I’m Coreto, the second son of the Grappa family. If you’re looking for a partner…”

“I am Kaiper, the eldest son of the Schnapps family.

With a family name is once art. What black organization do you belong to? From the first name to the last name, everything is related to alcohol. I called Airi by a prearranged alias.

“Iris, what are you doing here?”

Grabbing the weight, I passed the drunkards and stood in front of Airi. It would be a man’s duty to put aside these flies. All of these bastards distill except for the fucking ale family, why are they holding up the wine?

Airi smiled at me as well, as if those flying flies were quite annoying.

“Ah… older brother, I was in trouble because I received so many dance requests.”

“Your dancing skills are still immature, so you didn’t want to cause any trouble. Even so, not dancing at the ball hosted by His Highness the Crown Prince is disloyal… let’s dance together with your brother.”

I held out my black gloved hand to Airi. Airi held my hand with a brighter expression.

“I’m really happy to be able to dance with you.”

“Hey, you’re still young.”

Airi whispered to me as she spoke happily.

“I don’t know how to dance like this… Do you know how to dance Master?”

“Don’t worry too much about that. I just learned.”

“Yes?”

It’s not martial arts, it’s as simple as these dance moves.

As soon as the second song started, Airi led and danced. Even if the music changes as expected, it’s just that the rhythm has changed a little. The action itself was the same. The same movement, only with a different rhythm each time… Noble bastards who don’t even deserve ants’ creativity. I wanted to show Michael Jackson’s dazzling choreography, but I decided to hold back.

What is more important than musical enlightenment is the change in aristocratic society.

“You’re pretty good at it.”

Airi seemed quite dissatisfied with my familiarity with dancing. No, like Lorsha, why does everyone feel uncomfortable just dancing? Could it be that social dancing is the devil’s transplant to nurture pros?

“Yes, I learned from Lorsha.”

“Are you friends with him?”

“To some extent.”

“So you must have danced your first dance with him.”

Oh is that it? The kind of person who complains about not putting themselves first…

“Well, I had my first dance with Lorsha, but…”

I whispered to Airi as our faces drew closer during the dance.

“You’re the first to dance perfectly. The dance I danced with Lorsha was a bit sloppy. So you can think of me as my first dance partner.”

Then, Airi’s face turned red.

“Siss…”

“Your nickname is stupid.”

I almost broke my colic. Fuck. Am I the only one immersed in this acting here?

The second song was relatively shorter than the first, and after the second dance, I was hungry and ate canapés carried by the attendants with wine.

I don’t know what kind of meat I put in, but it was fragrant and bursting with gravy was really the best. While enjoying such a light meal, aristocratic women approached me.

“Hello, Count Holstead. I am Fiasta, the eldest daughter of the Aldente family.”

“I am Juicy, the second daughter of the Mayar family.”

“I am Sirloin, the only daughter of the Sous-Vide family.”

“Olive, the third daughter of the Oil family…”

It’s really hard to stop laughing, man.

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No fuck why is his name a cooking term? Well, that mustard bastard, the black organization bastards, and even these delicious guys… Just looking at a list of nobles, you’d think it was a cooking recipe, fuck.

First of all, these delicious guys’ families were also on the list, so I decided to take a peek.

“hahahaha, nice to meet you, ladies. Unfortunately, I haven’t had a relationship with the social world in the meantime, so I hope for your help.”

“If it’s a request from a handsome man like the Count, I wouldn’t be able to refuse it even if I wanted to.”

The undercooked bitch laughed and shook her wine.

“Thank you for this, Miss Young-ae.

“hahahaha, Countess is even joking…”

I said, slightly raising the corner of my mouth.

“I’m not the type to lie in front of a beauty. My late father said so.”

“Uh… yes… yes…”

So, if I’m going to throw a gurl at you, you immature bitch.

And this time, I told the old man who drowned the beef sirloin in water.

“Do you know what song this is?”

“Ah, the song you’re playing right now? Of course you know. The song was composed by Otoro, the greatest composer the Empire is proud of… It boasts a rich tone and calm feeling…

Why is he suddenly talking about tuna belly fat?

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No sir sir, fuck you know what kind of meat is in the canape I’m eating. I was going to buy some of that meat on the way, but this bitch doesn’t even know that because her name is sirloin. It wasn’t a fucking sirloin, it was an asshole.

I didn’t want to talk any more with those who were ignorant about this food.

“Ah… Excuse me, I have something to do with you.”

There was one thing that bothered me more than anything. Some of the nobles who went to the bathroom earlier didn’t come back. Unless these bastards had been enemaed as a group, some should have been back by now.

Lorsha definitely went to the women’s bathroom on the other side, so don’t worry… What kind of plan are these bastards plotting together? If you don’t do a duel, you’ll be screwed.

However, the hallway where the bathroom and other rooms were located was quiet. I had no choice but to close my eyes and focus my attention on hearing.

‘Kyakkuk… Marquis… If you do this here…’

‘My turn! I summon… as an attack indicator and attack…!’

‘… so… well… huh? Your mission… to pretend… to buy a count…’

‘So secretly… and break through the confusion…’

‘You two-headed sandwiches! When I’m dealing with…, I’ll take care of it… start with… add salt… and say it a few times so that you guys’ ears are fucking…’

I found Gordon Lam… no rats.

If you roughly figure it out by sound, is it the second door from the inside?

As I walked towards it, I saw a sign saying that the toilet was out of order. So, he was even asking to use the outermost bathroom.

But even though it was out of order, there were babies who pooped inside, and that too with their mouths.

“Yes, if this plan succeeds, we can get rid of the irritating prince. As a bonus, if we kill that irritating country count… His family will be ruined, and I will take his widowed wife and his brother… .”

It’s really lIsten listen I can’t listen. I want to hear it, but I can’t listen to you, sir.

I opened the broken door and entered. Inside, I could see the children wearing robes and the Countess. What the fuck was the name and surname…

“What, the door must have been locked… how is this…”

“Hey, shut up, I’m groping my memory.”

What the fuck was this bastard’s name? Americen? Barbecue? Garlic?

“Oh yeah, I remembered. Mayonnaise soy sauce bastard. Who are you going to kill and who are you taking?”

Looking closely, I saw black round table patterns drawn on the wrists of the youngsters wearing robes. Ah, if you use magic here, you’ll get caught, but it’s fucked up.

“Yeah, it’s just speeding up the plan. Everyone kill him!”

“Don’t give orders, and I’ll kill any witnesses anyway.”

oh fuck that bothered me

I put the cane I was holding between the handles on the bathroom door and locked it.

“What are you doing all of a sudden?”

“Oh no, just tell them not to go out.”

I’m a wizard, but these days I feel like I can’t use magic and only use Jeet Kune Do.

“I’m grateful that my hair and clothes are red now.”

“What?”

“If it was white, I’d have to worry about the blood splatter.”

Bastards huddled together in a broken bathroom… These bastards must be delinquent high school students who smoke. We need to teach these idiots.

“Hey, remember.”

“Suddenly what…”

“Manners make a man. But you guys are too late, my manners will turn you into a corpse.”