It Seems That I've Slipped Into a Different World. Also, My Gender Has Changed. Chapter 91: It’s Delivered, The Sweets in the Winter Night

Chapter 91: It’s Delivered, The Sweets in the Winter Night

Translator: LynneSuzuran

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For the ti being, I couldn’t just lie down on the sofa forever. Leaving aside the fact that I was in a tough predicant, I still had the job of wrapping up the cookies. Also, if I’m absorbed in doing sothing else, it seems that I’ll be able to forget about unpleasant things during that ti. It’s also called as postponing those thoughts until later, though.

“Alica-san, how many cookies are left to be wrapped up?”

“It’s approximately one third more, but… Uhm, Seiren-sama, about Mikoto-sama…”

[Seiren, is there still so available for my share?]

Ah, sorry sorry, I forgot. I wonder if it’s fine for you to beco sulky due to it, my ancestor?

Ah-, but well, it’s not good to always postpone it. Then, shall we quickly proceed?

“Well then, shall we go and prepare the long-awaited offering for Mikoto-san? Is there so sort of way of making it that we should follow?”

“No, there’s none in particular. I will lead you until we arrive at the ritual room.”

Ah- well, there wasn’t any particular way of making offerings even in the other world, too… right, perhaps? There was a small Buddhist altar, and we were to line up the sweets in front of it. Anyway, I have ever been scolded by the orphanage director for imdiately eating them or foolishly leaving them untidy.

As for visiting the grave… I had no recollection of it, now that you ntion it. It seems like I’ve ever been to the grave of the person who saved the orphanage director, but I didn’t rember it. I wonder if the orphanage director went there alone?

Accompanied by Alica-san, we went to put the offering in the ritual room. There is an altar at the inner wall, and in front of the altar, there were various foods and drinks being lined up. I gently offered the cookies around the corner. Just like the ti when I visited the grave, I clasped my hands to pray. …Even so, the one whom I prayed to was actually next by my side, though.

“For the ti being, please go on ahead.”

[Mn, I’ll accept it.]

Ah, it was easy to understand that her good mood has returned. Currently, she’s smiling happily.

I wonder just how would she eat, this ancestor of mine? Nah, though I think that it would be useless even if I were to think of it.

[Ooh, the pastries this ti are so delicious. Do you guys always taste this kind of taste?] “Sorry to keep them to the descendants alone. If it suits you, why don’t we frequently offer them?”

[Mn. You can also offer it at the graveyard, so everyone can eat it together.]

It seems like the matter regarding the offering here doesn’t really differ much from the other world. Even at the other world, there’s also offerings at the graveyard. Yosh, then, at the next sumr, shall I offer it to the Shiiya and the Shikino’s graveyard?

After returning to the room, we resud our cookies wrapping business. For so reason, I felt motivated to do it. Even Mikoto-san has said that it was delicious, so the children who would receive them would surely be delighted, and I wanted to see their delighted faces.

As we were tying up the small strings, Mikoto-san who grew bored of just watching us brought up a subject. It seems like she was confused from not knowing what to do inside the mansion, although it was fine for her to go to see the other rooms.

[Speaking of which, Seiren, there’s the talk about the age difference between you and your future husband. Since the sa case applied for Mondo, I wonder if there’s that kind of inclination among the Shiiya’s family lineage?] “Tou-san, too? Ah, I’ve heard that Tou-san and Kaa-san had the age difference of 8 years.”

Age difference, huh.

Taiga and I are 10 years apart. anwhile, my parents are 8 years apart, so well, they don’t really mind our age difference, too. I also think that Taiga-san is slightly childish despite his age.

While I was thinking about it, Mikoto-san dropped sothing amazing at us.

[I had the age difference of 15 years with my husband. That’s why, I had so difficulties in persuading my father and my mother.] “Bu!!”

I spouted that reflexively, okay? It isn’t weird for to do that, right?

I an, Mikoto-san was originally a princess from the royal family. And she was married to the rural feudal lord who was 15 years older than her, is that fine, the Suragi royal family? She had so difficulties in persuading, that’s obvious. Surely there were talks about another formal marriage interviews with better conditions or with soone of closer age.

Nah well, it’s a story of a long ti ago, though, and it’s my ancestor’s story. Or rather, the thing about the other formal marriage interviews was purely my own thought, it was entirely my one-sided premise.

“15 years, is it? Seiren-sama, don’t lose.”

No, wait, Alica-san. What do you an by ‘don’t lose’?

“Just who is competing for what? My age difference with Taiga-san is certainly 10 years.”

[Hohho, as expected, it runs in the family, huh?]

What kind of thing runs in the family? Or rather, the point is that we fell for soone whose age difference with us was quite a lot, but I didn’t tell Mikoto-san that. Or rather, could it be.

“Could it be that thing about age difference in this family’s lineage was brought by Mikoto-san?”

[…I, I don’t know.] “How about it? As expected, the future was affected by the 15 years age gap, right?”

See, she was at a loss for words, right? Also, she was slightly peevish and turned another way.

This is probably, or almost certainly Mikoto-san’s fault. After all, I, Tou-san, and Kaa-san all ca from a latter era than Mikoto-san.

The mont I thought about it, Mikoto-san turned around here with a bright red face and howled.

[I said it wasn’t my fault! Why would Mondo and even Mitsukuni all laid the bla on ?!] “…Excuse , but who is Mitsukuni-san?”

[Mondo’s father, who is also your grandfather. The wife he married, if I’m not mistaken, she was 7 years younger than him.]

I see, even my grandfather was like that?

…It was certainly Mikoto-san’s fault, right? Yup.

Anyway, as I continued to have a fun… yup, an enjoyable conversation with my ancestor, I kept working hard until after dinner at the next day. And as a result…

“Yo-sh, I’m done-!”

After I finished putting the ribbon to the last one, I exclaid. There was no problem to my raising my hands overhead too, since I’m really done.

“It’s done, huh-.”

“Good work, Seiren-sama.”

Oriza-san and Minoa-san clapped their hands. Because the aning of the applause in this world didn’t differ that much, I listened to their claps with relief.

Then, there was one more clapping sound. Of course, it was my ancestor, Mikoto-san’s.

[Well done, well done, as expected from my descendant.] “Mikoto-sama, I think that doesn’t really have any connection-.”

[What, what’s wrong with boasting my adorable descendant?]

Along with Oriza-san, they beca a combination of people who said comic dialogues, but I wonder what should I think about that. Nah well, it’s more relieving to see them comnting back and forth like this rather than seeing them really fighting, though.

“Ah, then I will bring them out-.”

“No, I will be bringing them out. They’re my responsibility, after all.”

“Understood. Then, I will accompany you.”

Yup, since I was the one being entrusted with them, I had to properly do my responsibility and deliver them, or it won’t be good, right? Oriza-san understood that, and Minoa-san also nodded and sayd, “I will also accompany you.”

Now then, what will my ancestor do in this case? As I thought about it, Minoa-san asked.

“What about you, Mikoto-sama?”

[I will explore the room for a bit. Hurry up and go.] “Understood. Then, we’ll be relying on you to watch over the room.”

[Ooh, that’s indeed a good way to put it. All right, then look after my cute descendant. Deliver them.]

‘Hohoho,’ as Mikoto-san laughed as if she was really having fun, for so reason, I could tell that she was currently enjoying the present world.

Coincidentally, we t Kaya-san just under the stairs, so we told her of our business. After receiving an ‘OK’ from her, we went up the stairs and handed over the box filled with cookies to Kaa-san.

Nah, the one who brought the box was Minoa-san, though. I couldn’t really afford carrying around a heavy package, after all. Though I think that it isn’t that heavy, but I haven’t really carried anything heavy ever since coming here. In addition, I also turned from a male into a female, so my physical strength decreased quite considerably.

“Oh my, you’re so quick, Seiren. I’m saved.”

“No. I had everyone helped as well, after all.”

Even at my mother’s place, there was already so boxes with their lids just like this one being lined up. Since the Week of the End of the Year was right ahead, with this, it was more or less about everything, so I thought.

“Fufu, I’m glad you don’t have to burden yourself with everything. Kaya.”

“Yes.”

“Seiren also seems to be tired, so please bring it here.”

“Yes, please wait a mont.”

After receiving Kaa-san’s words as she pleasantly smiled, Kaya-san took out sothing from the wardrobe. Then, she brought it over to .

“Seiren-sama, please take it.”

“T-thank you very much. What is it?”

“It’s tea. Kaya has brought so dicinal tea that could be drunk when one is tired.”

dicinal tea sounds like it’s bitter, but it’s how they call herbal tea in this world, right?

The thick paper bag that was given to was a bit heavy, but there was nothing written on it other than the na of the city’s pharmacy. So there are pharmacies here. There are things that feel like dicinal plants or herbs, internal dicine or even traditional Chinese dicine here. Fortunately, I have never used them, though.

Anyway, it seems that the herbal tea was also handled by the pharmacy, so I received it while thinking, ‘I see.’

“Whoa, is that true? Thank you very much, I will drink it together with everyone. Thank you, Kaya-san.”

“…No.”

…Hm-?

Just now, I felt like Kaya-san’s expression slightly changed as if she was saying, “Fufun,” but I wonder why?