Al’s Errand

“That is true. If a commoner raises a hand against a noble, it becomes a serious crime. However, he laid hands on us first, so I suppose the punishment would be reduced somewhat… or something along those lines.”

Josette said that while making a thoughtful gesture with her hand on her chin.

“So we really will be arrested?”

“Normally speaking, yes, that is what would happen.”

“Sorry… Because of me, everyone ended up in serious trouble…”

When Patty asked, Josette answered. Feeling apologetic about that, Kent said that.

“It is fine. The human there lost consciousness from the first blow, so he should not have had time to understand who did it.”

The first blow had been done by Emily. Moreover, since the opponent had not even noticed her closing the distance, Al said that although he had received an attack, the opponent had not understood who had done it.

“If he does not know who did it, then if we insist that we do not know, they cannot identify and arrest the culprit. So what should we do with this?”

Josette said that while pointing at Mark, who was lying on the floor. Mark was covered in blood all over, and his arms and legs were bent in strange directions.

“Actually, is he alive? He’s not dead, is he?”

Kent said that worriedly.

“As expected of Master. You worry even for those who show hostility toward you. I do not think we can leave him like this, so let us have Emily treat him. With that said, please do it.”

“I suppose it cannot be helped… Ei. There, now he is fine.”

Al instructed Emily, and Emily used healing magic to heal Mark’s wounds.

“That’s amazing. Emily’s healing magic can heal him even when he’s this beaten up.”

Rachel said in admiration as his arms and legs, which had been bent in strange directions, returned to normal, and his wounds healed as well.

“For now, we need to wipe the dirt off his body. Everyone, help me undress him.”

At Marie’s instruction, everyone cooperated and began removing Mark’s tattered clothes.

“Marie-san, I don’t think you need to take off his underwear too…”

“Oh my, how careless of me. I undressed him completely out of habit.”

All the women finished removing his underwear and observed Mark, who had become completely naked.

“It is small.”

“It’s cute.”

“Oh, so this part looks like this.”

“IT IS SMALL.”

“Why are all of you observing him so calmly?”

It was not clear what they were observing when they gave those impressions, but the women each stated their thoughts. After that, they carefully wiped his body and removed the blood and dirt that had stuck to him. Since he was unconscious, he could not know it, but having many women wipe his body was, in a certain sense, an enviable scene.

“Now then, we have cleaned him, but having him wear these tattered clothes would not be good.”

“In that case, I have something good. Wait a bit.”

When Josette said that while pinching Mark’s tattered clothes as if holding something filthy, Rachel seemed to have something in mind and returned to her room.

“Thanks for waiting.”

After a short while, Rachel came downstairs carrying replacement clothes.

“What are these clothes?”

“They were actually clothes I made for Big Brother, but they might be a little small. I think he can probably wear them, though.”

Saying that, Rachel brought neatly folded clothes.

“Hey, Rachel… These are…”

Kent said that as he spread out the clothes she had brought.

“A uniform for Big Brother.”

“No matter how I look at it, this is the women’s uniform for this shop.”

“Eh? I thought it might suit Big Brother, so I got carried away and made it.”

The clothes Rachel had brought were a maid-style uniform worn by the female employees of this shop.

“There was one for Kent-san too. I would very much like to see him wearing it.”

“You think so too, Caro, right?”

“I think it would suit Kent-san.”

“Marie-san, you think so too, right?”

When Caro and Marie said that while imagining Kent wearing those clothes, Rachel answered happily.

“I’m not wearing it, okay?”

““Ehh.””

When Kent said that, Caro and Marie looked extremely disappointed.

“For now, it does not seem that we have anything else to dress him in, so let us put this on him.”

At Josette’s words, everyone began dressing Mark. They even put all the accessories on him, such as the garter belt, shoes, and headband.

“Pfft, it suits him. We must take photos of this.”

Josette took out her smartphone and began taking photos.

“I see. So there is this kind of use too.”

Patty also began taking photos with her smartphone. Those watching them also took out their own smartphones and began taking photos.

“Oh dear… Poor guy.”

Kent felt sorry for Mark, who had been dressed in a maid outfit and was being photographed repeatedly.

“We have enjoyed taking photos, so now we must dispose of this.”

Josette said that after fully enjoying the photo session.

“I will dispose of… clean this up on my end.”

Al said that, loaded Mark onto a handcart, and carried him off somewhere.

After Al left the shop, Catherine changed the sign from “Preparing” back to “Open,” and business resumed.

Al was walking through town, pulling a large handcart with her small body.

“Heave-ho, heave-ho.”

From her words and movements, she looked like she was working hard, but in reality, she was moving it with magical power, so she was not using any strength. She was pretending to work hard. The people in town watched with admiration as a small child carried a large load. Mark had been placed on the cargo bed, but a sheet had been put over him so he could not be seen. Without arousing suspicion from those around her, Al carried him openly.

Al arrived at the nobles’ residential district.

“Excuse me.”

“What is it, little lady?”

Al spoke to a middle-aged woman who happened to be passing by.

“I think the knight commander’s mansion is around here, but I brought a delivery and I am having trouble because I do not know where it is.”

“Oh my, that must be difficult. The knight commander’s mansion is that large building over there. You’re so small, but you’re working hard. Do your best with your errand.”

“Thank you very much.”

Since she was able to learn her destination without being suspected at all, Al headed toward the knight commander’s mansion.

“Excuse me, I have a delivery.”

“Hm? What is it? This is not a place for someone like you, little lady.”

Al ignored the gatekeeper and unloaded the item that had been placed on the cargo bed.

“Hey, don’t unload your luggage without permission.”

“I have certainly delivered it.”

“Hey—wait, there’s no one there.”

Once Al finished unloading Mark, she used illusion magic to hide herself and the handcart, then returned openly without the gatekeeper noticing.

The gatekeeper looked suspiciously at the object wrapped in a sheet that had been left at the gate.

“This thing is moving!”

The gatekeepers gathered around the object that suddenly began moving, drew their swords, and took stances.

“Where is this?”

“M-Mark-sama! What happened to you, dressed like that?”

The gatekeepers were surprised that Mark had come out from inside the sheet, but they were even more surprised by his outfit.

“What, this is in front of my mansion? Still, my legs feel strangely breezy… What the hell is this?!”

Realizing that he was wearing women’s clothing, or more accurately, since they had been made for Kent, were they men’s clothing?, Mark cried out in surprise.

“Damn it, that Kent bastard. I will never forgive him for this humiliation.”

Kent was, if anything, the victim and had not been involved at all, but Mark resented Kent.