Do you hear me?
Wow!

　I was startled to the point of flipping over when my eyes suddenly turned to a mimis do-up.

　The audience hall, in the middle of my office hours.
　Mimis, who had been vainly reporting something just before, suddenly appeared in front of me.

"What the hell, Mimis?
Did you hear the report?
I heard that. I heard that.
So please tell me what I'm talking about.
'What?　Um.....

　I couldn't answer.
　I was frankly on top of it, and I wasn't listening.

　When I couldn't answer, Mimis sighed.

'It can't be helped. I'll tell you again because it's important. Here's the estimated tax revenue for the salt lake, make sure you're listening carefully.''
'No, I don't know what the numbers are, just give me an example so I can understand something.
Hmm. I'll just say, roughly double that.
What?
The Cano family's tax base, that's double that.
That much?

　I'm surprised, as you can imagine.

'So much.'
Wow, I hear the salt tax is delicious (...), but it's true.
I don't know what you're talking about.

　Mimis looked at me with dumbfounded, cold eyes.

'Huh?'
It is only possible to achieve this amount of money thanks to the efficiency of the refining method the master has developed. These days, with the discovery of more and more wizards using the magic of salt refining, the efficiency and purity of the process is expected to improve.
Oh, yeah.

　Mimis said and then looked at me with admiring eyes.
　The other vassals standing behind him looked at me with the same respect.

　And it's a divine move that doubled the tax revenue.

　If I left it alone, it was going to get messy again, so I decided to divert the conversation.

'The money reminds me, the Kicking Princess Festival, that was pretty expensive.
Hmm?　That is true. But it's something we must do every year for the sake of our country's prestige.
Won't that put a financial strain on your finances?
Even if it is, it's something to be worked out and opened somehow, that's the kind of thing that royalty... well, works.
Yeah.

　It's not easy being a royal.

'Aristocrats don't have that kind of thing?
We have one just like it.
"Oh?
We've had similar gatherings in the Canó family in the past. We used to invite the children to a monthly feast.
A child?
It is on record that the First Master was a great lover of children.
Yeah.

　That's surprising.
　From what I've heard so far, the first generation was a swordsmanship idiot who was all about swords, but I think that's going to change my image.

'But a child........should we try that?
What do you mean?
Isn't that what the previous owners have done?
Yeah, I guess so.
Well, I'll do it. You're here to treat the kids.

　My boom is "normal".
　The Cano family was a baron until I took over.
　In other words, I'm a rather ordinary member of the aristocracy.

　Doing the same thing as those mediocre ancestors is the first step to 'normal'.
　In this case, ordinary is ordinary, but it's important to say that ordinary as an aristocrat.

''All right, leave it to me.''

　Mimis replied reliably, tapping her chest with a don.

　　　　　Stars.

　A few days later, also in the hall of the audience, time for the office.

'About your orders the other day,'
Yeah?

　I half-listened to it for my usual use, but then turned my attention back to Mimis.

'What orders?'
You're talking about inviting your kids over.
Oh, that.
'About a thousand people from the territory have been invited to join the children. Here's a list of all the ones that have come up from all over.
Well--" "A thousand people!

　I was about to receive the list when my hand stopped in surprise.

'Ha.'
Why would you do that?
When the past lords actually went there, they had the villages in their territory recommend children who excelled in their studies, etc., or who were genuinely good, etc.
"Hmm.

　Well, it's an obvious condition.

So you have a lot of them coming up. Conditions are conditions, and if you are invited, you will have the honor of being recognized by your lordship.
I see.
So I thought I'd invite all of you to the party. I thought it would be a good opportunity to show the master of the house that he has a big appetite.
It's not my business, no, but it's okay.
Incidentally, as in the past, it will be in the form of the owner's pocket money.
"Pocket money?
You invited the children to come with your allowance. I'm the second generation to start it. It was before I took over the family.
So it's spending money.

　I opened the list.

　The list contained names, as well as where they were from and a rough list of reasons why they were there.
　Most of it was just a conventional child's praise, so I just read it over.

'I see that you all praise the Lord of the House for this.
"...What?　Why?
'You're talking about the fatuousness of inviting a thousand kids to a feast with your pocket money. And every month.
Well no, no, it's a tradition, right?　There's a precedent, isn't there?
But it has long since ceased. It is no longer a historical event, and most of your people honor you as the man who came up with it.
Oh....

　That's what's going to happen.......haha.