The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 39.1

“Ah, sorry to keep you waiting.”

Boss, what dialect is that?

The boss, who was nervous around Rose, brought the food and drinks himself.

“I’m sorry you have to serve us yourself, shopkeeper.”

“Even though you said that, I received it and brought it here.”

So the boss is a tough guy but weak to authority…

The boss, still stiff with nervousness, quickly retreated to the kitchen.

“What an interesting person.”

“I was also amused.”

Rikka and the others chuckled.

“Mergin, what have you been doing since the new year without showing your face?”

“There was no alcohol left at the end of the year, right? Besides, I had the day off until yesterday. I was training Iris.”

“I see.”

If you’re not interested, don’t ask.

“Did Rikka and the others also train? You all look pretty exhausted.”

“Yes. Since it’s the new year, I thought we’d try something new. Oh, Rikka, you’re having the coming-of-age ceremony this year, right? Should we celebrate it?”

“No, that’s fine.”

Rikka, what’s with that flat delivery?

“You have ceremonial clothes, right? Do you have accessories and things prepared?”

Ceremonial clothes? Is that necessary?

“I’m fine with just the clothes. They wouldn’t suit me anyway.”

Rikka glanced at Mergin.

“Rikka, what kind of clothes are worn for the coming-of-age ceremony?”

“Don’t you know that? Men just wear slightly formal clothes, but women dress up. It’s common to modify those clothes for their wedding.”

Ugh, I had no idea about that.

“Iris, you don’t have those clothes… do you?”

“I have the clothes I was wearing when my belongings were stolen, so it’s okay.”

“That’s true, but can they be modified for a wedding?”

“That might be difficult. But it’s fine.”

“Then, how about you take the clothes I wore for my coming-of-age ceremony?”

“Huh? You’re modifying them for a wedding, right?”

Vanessa offered her clothes to Iris.

“It’s fine, I won’t fit them anyway.”

Vanessa is small and delicate. She’s well-proportioned but slender.

“Won’t fit? It’s not because you’ve gained weight, right?”

“Here, here. Wouldn’t they fit Iris perfectly?”

Vanessa tapped her chest with her thumb.

“I’m not wearing your rags.”

Cisco made a harsh comment.

“Don’t call them rags. Unlike you, I saved up desperately to buy them.”

“Hmm? Does Vanessa not have parents?”

“Not that she doesn’t, but they’re scum. They’re drunkards who don’t work.”

“Yes, a scum parent who doesn’t even prepare clothes for their daughter.”