CH 83.1

4-5 minutes 04.06.2023

It seems like I had underestimated my second brother’s connections.

The preparation for the festival that Isuka, a management candidate, and my second brother had started together and turned into a big project involving countless numbers of people the day after it began.

The street in front of our headquarters was filled with excitement night after night, not only with our slaves arranged by Isuka, but also with my second brother’s friends, which are people from the city I knew nothing about, and even the White Wolf Community, which is known for their exclusiveness.

The number of sponsors continues to grow day by day and it seems like the money pouring in is not only from the stores from the central city, where Schenker Street is located, but also from stores and individuals from the south and north city.

How in the world did my second brother do it?

Ah, it seems like they are making happi coat with the sponsor’s advertisement sewn on the back based on the happi coats we made during the previous festival.

To be honest, I don’t see the point of investing in a festival that only uses one street…..

Well, it’s not the kind that involves nobles so I guess they find it easy to breath.

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It was a cold day with beautiful icicles forming on the eaves of houses when I received a call from the preparatory committee of the festival, which was proceeding on its own.

In a tent set up in front of the Schenker headquarters, I saw our slaves working with the city people, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

They seemed to be at odds with each other, wondering whether they should give instructions or receive them.

Normally, they work in a relatively hierarchical organization so it must be difficult for them to work in a group where they had to start by knowing each other first.

I was never good at that kind of thing either…..

I felt that working together in harmony was more tiring than just doing the usual work you must do.

Well, I guess I did not change even here.

I was taken by Isuka to a place where I was greeted by a communicative ghost with a smiling face, who probably never bothered with such things.

「Highlight of the festival?」

「I was thinking of something fun and exciting. It’s a new festival that just started last year and it’s sad to just sing and dance and everything’s done.」

My carefree looking second brother spreads his hands in the air as he says that but I wish he wouldn’t call me out everytime for this kind of thing.

「You think I can think of anything after you ask me so suddenly?」

「Don’t say that, come on, just like you come up with that baseball thingy～」

「Something like that would be difficult to do on Schenker Street……」

「It doesn’t have to be like that. What I’m asking is something we can all enjoy～」

I wonder if he thinks I’m a magical hammer that can come up with everything. He continued to shake my arms, which he’s holding with both hands as he begs me.

Isuka, standing behind second brother’s chair, looks at me with a troubled expression. However, it doesn’t seem like she’s going to stop him.

Darn, that passive-aggressive personality has to be dealt with.

「What kind of festival is it in the first place?」

「Eh? It’s the mole temple festival so I guess it should be a cheerful festival for the adventurers that often visit the temple.」

「Adventurers, is it? Why don’t you just have them fight and give out prizes? That should be a lot of fun.」

「What are we going to do if someone gets injured?」

Injured? Right, it would be troublesome if I had to treat them.

But rough people get excited and have a good time when…..

Entertainment…….end of the year…..TV……..

「Ah」

「You thought of something?」

「It should be okay as long as they don’t get injured, right?」

「What do you mean?」

「Fist fight」