Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem

Chapter45，Part3

Chapter 45.3. Corpses Are So Expensive

-Miu’s POV-

“Hey, Yamiyo-chan. Is that charred wreck expensive?”

“Yes. …… I’m just starting to learn about it, but how much is it?”

It seems that Yamiyo does not know. However, when he heard us talking as if he had noticed us for the first time, Aguni Enraku turned his face towards me and showed me a grin and an athletic smile.

“This stuff can’t be priced, you know. I haven’t seen this much monster material in a long time. I can put a price on it, but you can’t get it for that price, missy.”

The old man presumably was working with the Chimera, but I don’t think he knew he was sacrificing the children, so with a smile I am surprised, just in case. Secretly, I want to make him pay, but I’m only 9 years old. It’s frustrating that beautiful girl Miu can’t do anything about it.

“Really! That’s great, Yamiyo-chan! I heard they don’t come with a price tag! Is it called market value?”

“Mii-sama, it’s a little different from market value.”

Yamiyo giggles, and opens her mouth Miu is surprised, but it’s not? Miu opened her mouth and tilted her head cutely.

“Oh, thank you for the other day, Uncle Aguni. The melon was delicious. But the pricey products will get my mom and dad in trouble, so I’d prefer something cheaper.”

I bow my head and say thank you. Miu is a good girl. She looks so innocent that her mouth relaxes, and Gahaha, Enraku smiles boldly.

“Well, I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful from now on. Now that you’ve mentioned it. I think you’ll understand, but this corpse belongs to my house. And it’s been knocked down by flames, too.”

While replying to me, Enraku tells the latter two, Kanna and Ouga, with a sharp look in his eyes. If they investigate this place, it should be all kinds of bad, but they don’t care and ask for ownership, it seems that queen ant’s material is worth that much.

“It won’t work, but what do you think? At this rate, we won’t be able to settle the discussion. Why don’t we decide to present the magic stones to the imperial family? It’s limited. If so, I think it would be good if you could remember it by presenting it to the imperial family.”

“…A gift from the Aguni?”

Enraku ponders over Kanna’s old man’s words. I see. It’s smart. No matter how you look at it, Kanna and Teijo are weak to claim ownership. Maybe Aguniowns this place.

“It doesn’t matter. More importantly, the rest of the corpse. Let’s decide on the distribution of these. I need to do some research as well.”

“Me too. We need to find out what happened here.”

Old man Ouga joined in. Enraku scratched his head and sigh as if he had given up.

“Understood. This is a slum area. I don’t think we can spend any more time investigating. Then, let’s distribute it and finish it.”

Haa. They are going to finish the investigation. I saw a deal between two crooks right in front of my eyes. If they don’t want to be probed any further. They should share the corpse. What kind of violent group is this? This is the nobility.

It’s hard to live in a world with too much openness. Do you miss the days of Tanuma? But there is nothing I can do to interfere. Mmmm, it’s frustrating.

But I don’t want to live in a world where people don’t do outrageous things like using children as bait. I don’t want to give up just because it’s the world of a novel. I can’t do that now, though.

For now, let’s try to fulfill the next objective.

“Hey, Yamiyo-chan. What is this place? There are a lot of people who seem to be in trouble.”

I ask an innocent question, what’s a slum? Yamiyo’s face turns troubled. I’m sorry, Yamiyo. It’s hard to answer. But the slum dwellers are looking at us from a distance. They are all people who I can tell at a glance that they are in need.

“I know them. People who help the needy! I wonder if I can help them?”

“Well, yes. Some people help people in need, so let’s leave it to them.”

“You help people in need, right? It’s called an orphanage or a welfare institution!”

“That’s right. What do you think?”

Yamiyo distracts me from the slums, but that’s okay for now. I was going to take the conversation to the orphanage. I’m sorry, I want to support the people I save, but beyond that, I just can’t get around to it right now. Miu’s arms are thin and short.

“Comfort? You help people who are in trouble?”

“Yes, of course.”

“I’m going to the orphanage to comfort them!”

She answered cheerfully, raising one hand. Let’s go to the orphanage where I’ve pushed 20 people.

Miu is going to do her best. I’ll give away healing magic to those who donate.

What, the hero? I’m a mob hero. I’m just an air. That’s why I don’t get involved. I’ll just take the ring.