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How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 10

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Episode 10. Jack and Green Bean Soup.

Before the ink from the broken quill could soak the papers, Kael pushed the book aside and threw it away along with it. Mabel’s eyes widened as she watched the book disappear into his chest.

“Is that magic too?”

The child asked, realizing belatedly that the purple chain he had used in the Temple of Janus was the same one that linked his chest to the book.

“I’ll tell you about the book after the adoption is over. Don’t ask any more questions, just answer my questions.”

Can you write?

Mabel answered his questions, her cheeks swollen and puffy as she complained.

“Of course you know how to write. Learning how to write is essential in reincarnation!”

“Of course… let’s not talk.”

“Why did you stop talking!”

“I’m glad you know how to write.”

“I know you didn’t mean to say that!”

“I left the adoption papers you need to fill out over there. Fill them out and bring them to me.”

“See… .”

Kael extended his finger and pointed to a spot in the office, and Mabel’s grumbling gaze fell on a children’s desk and chair that had been ready for some time.

There was a quill pen and some papers on it, and the child, who seemed to have no idea about his complaints, walked over to the desk, stamping his feet in vain, and sat down in the chair that was inside.

‘Consent to adopt a child’.

But among the documents on the desk, the child’s expression melted as he read the document on top.

“Consent form!!!”

Kael secretly sighed as he saw Mabel concentrating on writing on the paper with a quill pen.

I also have memories of my past life and have been born as a child many times, so like Mabel, I have unknowingly acted like a child of that age.

Even taking that into account, Mabel often acted like a child, despite being 28 years old in her previous life.

…is it because the clichés applied to each reincarnated person are different?

If you are a delusional being, Mabel would be closer to a childcare being.

– Sizzle.

“Ouch! The papers are torn.”

“…There’s plenty of room. Ask Hugo outside to bring it to you.”

“Then, can I ask you to bring me some snacks too?”

“Do whatever you want.”

Maybe he was just born with that kind of personality.

Kael gave up thinking.

Fortunately, there weren’t that many papers for her to fill out, so Mabel was able to finish them before lunchtime.

Although the handwriting was crooked and of various sizes, it was not unreadable, so Kael put the adoption documents in an envelope and immediately left his office to submit them.

“Are you going to submit the documents?”

Mabel, who was still eating the snack Hugo had prepared for her, looked at him and asked, and Kael snapped his fingers as he put on his robe.

A bound book appears on Mabel’s desk with a “click.”

“Don’t even think about following along, just memorize it.”

“Expected interview questions for adoptive children?”

When the child who had read the words written on the front of the relatively thin book raised his head, Kael had already disappeared.

I got hit…!

How dare you fall for such an obvious trick!

How did you interpret Mabel’s expression, her mouth agape in shock? Hugo said softly, as if he were soothing a child.

“Hehehe, Miss. If the master submits the documents, you will have to go for an interview, so it would be a good idea to read them.”

“It’s better to do these things together.”

“Tell the master to ask questions when he returns.”

“Will Kael do it?”

“sure.”

Meanwhile, after distracting Mabel.

Kael, who escaped the barbershop in an instant using magic, boarded the carriage waiting in front of the barbershop.

“Your Majesty, where shall we take you today?”

“Going to the palace.”

The place he was headed to was the ‘Adoption Management Department’ inside the palace.

This department, which may be considered somewhat unusual, did not originally exist.

Unlike in the past when one only had to write an adoption consent form, the adoption process has become more complicated, and a separate department has been created to handle the process, requiring more manpower.

“Damn emperors.”

Just as the nobles who wanted to adopt Damie had cursed at the Countess Damie for making things too complicated, he cursed at the emperors of the past and took a short nap until the groom announced that he had arrived at the palace.

“The documents have been formally processed.”

As soon as he arrived at the palace, Kael submitted the documents he had prepared to the Adoption Management Office, and the process was completed in less than an hour, making the time spent preparing the documents seem pointless.

Two days later, he left the palace with a notice in his bosom telling him to come for an interview, and the place he headed for was not the carriage heading for the Damie Countess’s house, but a street crowded with many people.

It was a restaurant with a rickety sign hanging down a small alley in that gap.

“Welcome!”

Contrary to its appearance, the restaurant was packed to the point where it was difficult to find an empty seat, and Kael, with his hat pulled down low on his robe, sat down on an empty chair in a corner.

A person who appeared to be a restaurant employee approached him with a bright smile on his face.

“I’d like to help you order. Have you ever been to our restaurant before?”

“One bean soup.”

The employee looked at the menu and asked, seeing him reciting the menu so familiarly.

“What kind of bean soup would you like to order?”

“Green bean soup made by Jack. Order it to-go.”

“I’ll get it ready soon. Please wait a moment!”

The employee disappeared into the space behind the counter, and Kael rapped on the wooden table.

– Talk.

– Todok.

– Knock knock.

The sound of the wood hitting the table with the tips of the fingers was quite clear. How long had he been knocking? The employee who showed up handed Kael a small box that contained soup.

“Thank you! Please use our service again!”

After receiving the same greetings from the staff from beginning to end, Kael opened the box as soon as he left the restaurant.

Inside the box, instead of the green bean soup he had ordered, was a neatly folded piece of green paper. When he unfolded the paper, neat writing was visible.

“Three steps forward.

Ten steps to the left.

“Turn around and do two airstrikes.”

“It’s still a hassle.”

Who came up with such an old-fashioned idea?

Kael, who was adding inwardly, realized that he was the one in charge of that ‘who’ and started walking with a sigh.

“Twice in the last line… .”

One step forward, not as written on paper.

After walking twelve steps to the left, Kael turned around and knocked twice on the air. A door with a sign with the name Jack appeared in the alleyway that was dark even in broad daylight.

He turned the handle and went inside, and the door closed again as if it had never existed. As it disappeared, silence fell over the alley as usual.

– Ajak.

“Wow- I was waiting for you to come, Your Majesty. You came today?”

Inside the door that Kael entered was a boy lying half-reclined on a chair in a slouched posture, catching and eating crispy roasted peas one by one as he tossed them into the air.

Kael pulled back his hood as he saw a boy in his late teens with a sculptural beauty, long sage green hair that flowed over the chair and onto the floor, lush eyelashes that cast shadows under his eyes, and pale gold eyes set in the shadows.

“jack.”

Kael, with his hood pulled back, called him ‘Jack’.

The name was ‘Jack’s Green Bean Soup’, which he said in the restaurant. It showed that the Jack and the Jack in front of him were the same person.

“Yes, your highness.”

Jack answered, straightening his awkward posture while rubbing his slightly reddened eyes from coughing.

“What about the information you requested?”

Jack placed his elbows on the desk, intertwined his fingers to form a bridge, and rested his chin on it. Then, looking directly into his eyes, he spoke the information that his client, Kael, wanted.

“It is said that Lars is now the master of the Holy Sword.”

Lars.

As you can see from the words, he is the owner of the holy sword.

He was the main character of the original work.

Kael would periodically report on the original protagonist’s activities like this. If there was urgent information to be shared, Jack would contact him first.

“Among the trials to avoid the destruction of the world. The first trial he received was ‘You will face someone who is greedy for material things.’ It is said that it is not yet known who the greedy person is. However, it is said that there has been some strange movement from the Creator’s temple recently.”

The original was flowing just like before the return. The strange movements must be looking for a ‘victim’ for the first ordeal.

Jack relaxed his posture and fell onto the desk at the sight of Kael’s indifferent expression as he listened to the information he already knew.

“Your Majesty, every time I bring you information, your reaction is always the same… .”

“What is my reaction?”

“This is a reaction of a group of people who know all the information that hurts the pride of the ‘information dealer’!!!”

For information.

Before his return, when he was no longer called Kael, he prepared for the end of the original, which would be his final plan.

To prevent the original from being distorted by his repeated reincarnations, he bought and sold the information he had so that he could correct it if it was distorted, and he gathered people who would gather information on his behalf in order to obtain more information.

It was a so-called ‘information guild’ where information dealers, including Jack, gathered before my eyes.

“This is the leader of the information guild this time.”

A person considered to be at the top of the information industry.

Kael muttered coldly as he looked at the Information Guild Leader, Jack, who was pouting.

“Can you hear everything?!”

“That’s what I told you to hear.”

“Wow!!!”

Why does it feel like there are no normal people around me?

Is it natural that you yourself are not normal?

“Why does the Damie family have the token given by the first guild leader!!! The Damie family’s current status was all built up by the information broker!”

I built it.

Kael, who had an unspeakable answer in his mind, thought back to the past.

Even after being reincarnated, how much trouble did he go through to create an ‘unbreakable oath’ in order to use the information exchange?

At the time of creating the information center, I was fortunate to have a talent for magic.

His expression became complicated as he recalled his own difficult path passing by like a revolving lantern.

I had such a hard time.

In the end, it only served as a painful reminder that the original work never changed because of causality.

“Your Majesty?”

“I’m going back to the Damie Village, so open the door.”

“It’s already been moved. Do you need any further information?”

I need more information.

Is there any information that you really need now that you’ve returned?

“Continue investigating Lars.”

Kael answered mechanically and turned around.

“So, are you going to see your daughter now? I heard she’s really cute. Please bring her along next time. After all, isn’t she the next Viscount?”

Jack and Mabel.

The combination of the two is terrifying to even think about.

Without giving an answer, Kael turned the doorknob he had come in through, and when the door opened, a familiar sight appeared: the entrance to the writer’s house.

As he stepped out the door, the door behind him disappeared.

“It’s also a thing to hear periodically.”

“Those who have the certificate must report directly periodically.”

This was a provision that was included because, in order to conclude a covenant, even those with a certificate needed to be subject to certain restrictions.

At least I heard about it today, so the only small consolation was that I wouldn’t have to hear about it for a while.

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