Peddler in Another World: I Can Go Back to My World Whenever I Want! Volume 5 [Parts 1 to 7] by Hiiro Shimotsuki

Author:Hiiro Shimotsuki
Language: eng
Format: epub

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Once the six of us were all done eating, we left the restaurant and stumbled across a rather interesting scene.

“Pri—uh, my ladyyy! Pri—uh, I mean, my ladyyy! Where are youuuuu?”

Across the street, there was a young woman who was calling out to some “lady.” She looked about twenty, give or take a year or two (I was pretty sure she was younger than me, at least), and she was tall, slender, and had short hair. She wasn’t wearing any fancy accessories, but a sword noticeably hung from her hip. A swordswoman, huh?

“Pri—uh, my ladyyy!” the swordsman yelled as she walked. “Luza’s over here waiting for you! I’m not going to scold you, so please stop hidi—ah!” She had accidentally bumped into someone. “O-Oh, I apologize. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she said, bowing her head to the person she had collided with.

She resumed walking around and yelling, only to bump into another passerby. This time, however, she ended up losing her balance, staggering for a few steps before somehow tripping over her own leg and falling flat on her face with a yelp. There was a loud thud as she hit the ground. Ouch. That must’ve hurt. She seems pretty clumsy.

The swordswoman groaned. “That hurt...” she whined, sitting up and hugging her knees.

I felt my body wince in sympathy, with my chest in particular feeling a little tight. I decided I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing, so I made my way over to her and was about to help her back to her feet, when all of a sudden, an indignant voice called out to the clumsy swordswoman from beside me.

“Luza! That’s disgraceful behavior! What are you doing, sobbing your eyes out in public like that?!” Shess scolded the poor swordswoman, glaring down at her with her hands on her hips.

“Um, do you know this woman, Shess?” I asked the little girl.

“Yes. She’s my escort.”

“Your escort? I didn’t know you had one,” I said in mild surprise.

Hold on a minute. If Shess has an escort, how’d she end up getting dragged into that back alley by those thugs? I wondered. And c’mon, kid. If she’s your escort, you could at least help her up.

“My ladyyy!” Shess’s escort—who was apparently called Luza—started wailing, pulling me out of my thoughts. In fact, she was full-on crying by this point, her face all scrunched up as she flung her arms around Shess’s midsection. “I’m so glad you’re alive! So, so glaaad!”

“Hey, l-let go of me!” Shess protested. “Don’t cling to me in the middle of the street like that. It’s embarrassing!”

“My ladyyy!”

It was a good five minutes before Luza stopped crying.

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“Thank you for looking after the pri—I mean, my lady,” Luza said to us once she’d finally stopped crying. “Here, please accept this.” She produced a leather pouch from her pocket, which I presumed was a coin purse.

“Oh, no need for that,” I said hurriedly, attempting to stop her, but she simply shook her head.

“It’ll dent my pride if you don’t accept.

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