Chapter Four: The King’s Evening Party

 
Have you ever been to a high-end fashion brand boutique? I have. Through connections with a drinking circle that called itself a “young executives’ association.”
 
Those kinds of shops have the image of having nothing but extremely pointed designs aimed at fashion-obsessed people, but surprisingly, they also have modest pieces you can wear as everyday clothes. But you can’t let your guard down. You think, “Oh, they have normal shirts too,” and pick one up, only to find the fabric’s stripes are all made up of microscopic brand logos.
 
For men’s, they do have … Read the rest

Chapter Three: The King’s Apology

Today, you see, I’m going to apologize.

To be precise, I’m summoning someone and apologizing to them. Every day I summon someone and apologize.

Whether you call me president or king, the name doesn’t matter, but when you become what’s called “the most important person,” you can escape from most things you don’t want to do. If it’s a company that hasn’t gone public, you’re almost never scolded by anyone. Complaints and advice come all the time, sure. But no reprimands. It would be different if we were listed. But ours was just a garden … Read the rest

Chapter Two: The Dark Lord and Braune

Braune-En-Froisbourg was born as the eldest daughter of a marquis family.

Her father, Marcel, was the seneschal of the House of Leroi. In the Kingdom of Santeneri, the prime minister has traditionally taken the title of “seneschal.” Thus, she was the daughter of the Kingdom of Santeneri’s prime minister.

The great nation of Santeneri, which ruled the western region of the Central Continent, had an ancient history.

Approximately fifteen hundred years ago, immediately after the great upheaval known as the “Surge of Peoples” that had engulfed the entire Central Continent subsided, the Santeneri … Read the rest

Now, evening. If there’s no evening party, dinner is surprisingly modest. Ah, “modest” is relative to our company—meaning as a king’s meal. So by modern Japanese standards, the quantity is quite large. But I properly eat everything served. If I leave anything, various things happen.

Incidentally, today’s dinner is “intimate”—we’re hosting the Duke of Gaillou’s party.

The Gaillou family, which holds a super-huge domain in northwestern Santeneri, was originally an independent country that we Santeneri absorbed—like a subsidiary company. It’s been quite a while so they’ve become fairly integrated, but differences in corporate culture are still unavoidable…

The duke himself … Read the rest

Chapter 1: The King’s Routine

“Your Majesty, good morning.”

A deep baritone voice sounds. It’s the chamberlain. Until recently, this maximally dignified old man used to wake me up at my bedside, but it was so brutal that lately I’ve been working hard to get up on my own.

It’s been about two months now since I came to this mysterious other world.

Eight in the morning.

Urged by my manservants, I head to the grooming area in the corner of a bedroom that boasts the size of a school classroom. I shave my beard, brush my teeth, and get … Read the rest

TLNOTE : French for Love your neighbor as yourself

Back in high school, we had world history class, remember?

After getting our tests back, the teacher would use the leftover time to tell us little historical episodes and stuff. I liked that.

It was around the time we were doing China. I think the Sui-Tang dynasty period was on the test. That emperor Xuanzong who worked hard at politics at first, but then became completely obsessed with Yang Guifei and the country gradually went to shit.

Back then I thought, “Why would anyone do something so stupid?” What a worthless … Read the rest

Volume 1 Illustrations

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Leaves fell in autumn. Snow blanketed in winter. Flowers bloomed in spring. The summer brought warmth. Laughter echoed in parks. Love filled hearts. Dreams soared high.

The cat sat on the mat. It purred softly. Outside, birds chirped. Sunlight streamed through the window. The clock ticked steadily. Time passed quietly. The world carried on. People bustled about. Cars zoomed on the streets. Life continued its dance. Seasons changed.sChallenges were faced. Lessons were learned. Memories created. And amidst it all, a simple truth remained: life is … Read the rest