How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 37
Only Noblemtl
Episode 37. Sharing and Disaster (2).
“omg….”
?There is a large fountain in the capital’s square. It is called the Central Fountain. Sometimes, charity events by high-ranking officials or street performances by famous theater companies are held there. On such days, the usually crowded square becomes crowded with people.?
As Mabel reached the central fountain and checked outside, the voice that the maid of the Damier family had once told her was automatically playing in her head.
I heard that a lot of people are gathering…!
I heard that a lot of people will gather…!
“There’s too much…!!!”
In front of the central fountain, boxes the size of an adult’s fist, wrapped in the final selection of pink packaging materials, were piled high in towers, and those wearing Damier’s top-tier staff uniforms had already arrived and were directing the large crowd.
Mabel clenched and unclenched her small hand repeatedly, feeling it grow cold. And at that moment.
– width.
A light ball of fur resting on her lap. Mabel confirmed that Lily was on her lap.
It was a round, fluffy, pinkish furry doll like cotton candy from her previous life. The doll’s appearance, with its bean-sized eyes and thin, short limbs, was familiar to Mabel.
“This is….”
“This is a doll that I received from Butler Hugo. He said that the Count asked me to give it to you, young lady.”
This doll was a prize that was to be given away regardless of the winning rank, after Mabel used a lucky soap called ‘Dust Doll’, which she designed herself.
They said it would take quite some time to come out.
Mabel grumbled inwardly and stroked the doll on her lap. The soft texture that hugged her hand seemed to warm her cold hands a little.
– Knock knock.
Mabel pressed the dust doll with both hands and stretched it. Then, she took a deep breath.
When the dust doll, which had a perfectly embodied rice cake-like feel, returned to its original form in Mabel’s hands, Mabel let out a gasp.
“Whoa! Alright! Let’s go now!”
Lily got out of the carriage first, and Tariq, who had been waiting at the door as soon as they arrived, held out his hand to help Mabel get out of the carriage.
Mabel slowly got out of the carriage, her palm raised high on her big, rough, but sturdy palm. All eyes were instantly drawn to Mabel, who was no different from the main character of the day.
“Oh, that child was adopted by Count Damie….”
“I thought he would be gloomy because he was adopted by the Countess Damie. But it’s not like that at all.”
“Mom, is that little girl going to hand out soap today?”
“Shh! Even though you’re young, you’re still a noble. What did your mother say you should do to a noble?”
The central fountain was filled with a commotion as the whispers of many people overlapped. Mabel tried not to notice the gazes pouring in her direction and the voices she heard, and in the midst of that, she naturally recalled what Kael had said in the restaurant.
?… I am 8 years old… ?
Yes, I am not a 25-year-old adult from my previous life, but a young 8-year-old who is just learning about society. A young 8-year-old who just wants to show off to others the soap he wanted to make, putting education as his successor first.
Mabel held the doll she had brought out of the carriage tightly in her arms. The soft, gentle feel of the doll seemed to bring peace to her mind and body.
“Excuse me, ma’am.”
Tariq quickly noticed Mabel’s action of hugging the doll a little tighter, let go of her hand and hugged Mabel lightly.
When Tariq, who was about 2m tall and easily surpassed the average height of the adults in the empire, picked her up, she felt a sense of relief from the pressure of the gazes looking down on her.
“Thank you, Tariq.”
“There’s a distance. I think it’ll be more comfortable this way.”
“Tariq is like a really warm iced Americano.”
“What is a warm iced Americano?”
“Well, a drink that doesn’t exist here?”
As they continued their conversation in whispers, Mabel realized that she had already made her way through the crowd and was now in front of a fairly open central fountain.
In front of the fountain, a platform was revealed that had been hidden by a tower of pink boxes that could not be seen from inside the carriage.
A small platform where a child can stand and be at the same eye level as an adult. Tariq, who carefully lowered Mabel onto the platform, naturally took a seat next to the platform, and Lily took a seat on the opposite side.
Mabel looked up at the staff at the top of Damier, who were lining up the people so that she wouldn’t be surprised by the large number of people, including Tariq and Lily, who were taking their places to her left and right respectively.
Even though the gazes and murmurs directed at her still made her heart beat faster, she didn’t shed tears like she did when she had missed Kael’s hem before.
?Miss Mabel.?
?Our young lady.?
?You are Mabel Du Damier. Do not forget that you are a member of the Damier family and the successor to me.?
Is it because there are more and more people letting me know that I am no longer a pile of ashes locked in the temple chamber?
“Young lady, you can use this. The master said that if he gave it to you, you would know how to use it.”
Hugo, who must have left later than them, but whose arrival was unknown, appeared quietly and handed something to Mabel.
The thing he handed over was a very familiar object to Mabel, who remembered her past life. Mabel, who received the object that looked exactly like the wireless microphone in her memories, held the doll in one hand and the pure white microphone in the other and pushed up the power button.
“Ah, hello!!!”
As she spoke into the small microphone, Mabel’s voice filled the air around the central fountain.
“Some of you may know my name. My name is Mabel Du Damier!”
Mabel introduced herself with a bright greeting and naturally continued with the script she had practiced and memorized in advance.
“As announced at the top of Damier, I am here today to share with you the soap I made.”
?Self-introduction. Purpose. Product introduction. Tell us what differentiates it from existing products, and show us how someone else demonstrates it. After that, just hand out the prepared items.?
Just as Kael told me.
Step by step. Mabel continued speaking in a voice that was neither too fast nor too slow, as if she had made this kind of announcement many times before, but without losing the childlike bubbliness.
The people’s muttering was still there, but it was less than before. This meant that people were slowly focusing on Mabel’s voice and explanation.
“The name of the soap I made is ‘Lucky Soap’! It’s a soap that, as you use it, another colored soap appears inside.”
As per the script, Lily took a box and came to the front of the stage.
“When you open the pink packaging, you will see the lucky soap wrapped in a fine, soft mesh. If you continue to use this soap….”
Lily, who had been holding the net containing the whole, new-looking white soap, now lifted up the net inside the box, which contained the small, red soap bars, with the white ones gone.
“This is another color of soap. The net that the soap is in is specially treated so that it can remain clean even after continuous use. To show you this soap, our Damie’s handmade workers diligently washed their hands! Isn’t it amazing?”
A clear laughter flowed through the microphone.
“The colors inside the soap are all different! It can be red like this, orange, or yellow! There are 7 colors in total! If you have used enough soap to see the colors, please bring the soap to the top of the Damier along with the net.”
“What color do you like best?”
Among those listening to the explanation, a child of similar age to Mabel raised his hand and asked a surprising question.
“Umm, Dad said it was a secret. Can I tell you?”
“Please let me know!!!”
“Hey, hey…!!”
Mabel burst into laughter again at the sight of those who appeared to be the parents trying to stop the child in a hurry, and answered with a bright smile.
“But I made this lucky soap, so it should be fine! The best color is purple, which is the exact same color as my dad’s and my eyes!”
Suddenly, Mabel mouthed a warning with an expression that seemed serious to her but cute to everyone else.
“But if you tear the net and cut the soap or something and bring it to me, you won’t be able to take the luck with you! You have to bring it back with the net intact! Okay, then! Now, I will start sharing the lucky soap that will bring you good luck!”
That’s how the sharing of good luck soap began.
While the beautiful sight of each person receiving soap, guided by the upper staff and escorts, was being created, a completely different atmosphere was being created in the alley a little away from the central fountain.
“Ugh….”
“eww….”
In an alley where all sorts of groans are lined up.
An emotionless voice rang out clearly among the moans.
“It’s noisy.”
A person who is wearing a robe so thick that it absorbs even the light sitting on top of a mountain of groaning figures.
“Who the hell are you…?”
The person lying directly underneath him managed to raise his voice to ask, but his voice was crushed by the robed man’s feet and could not continue.
“Whew… I wonder who gave me such third-rate advice.”
Just be thankful that you were saved.
The robed man lifted his head and let out a long, deep sigh. Those lying below wanted to retort, ‘We are the ones who need to sigh!’
They were an organization that moved from the capital to the organization. Even the palace tried to catch them for months, but they always ended up in vain.
Today, the daughter of the famous Damie family, who was adopted, was doing some kind of charity or something. I was planning on kidnapping her and making a big deal out of it!!! I took all the money I had and hired mercenaries.
“I came here because I thought something like this would happen if it were a cliche. Well then, that’s how it is….”
It’s been a cliche since before. Childcare stuff? Well, that doesn’t change. He appeared in the alley where he was hiding, muttering something incomprehensible like “This is a fucking world”, and with one wave of his hand, he rendered everyone useless.
Judging from the fact that there was no contact with those who were placed in 3-4 alleys with the intention of being caught, it seemed like the rest of them were also affected.
“Ha… This is annoying. Really.”
The sun slowly rose higher, illuminating the central fountain. Her eyes, shining deep purple under her slightly tilted robe, looked at the child who was handing out soap and good luck to people in the dark alley with a bright smile as she moved her head.
“Still, you’re doing better than I expected.”
The person who muttered the words, which were probably compliments, was looking at the people waiting in line to receive soap. His gaze was fixed on one person.
He lightly stepped down from the mountain of half-corpses and walked towards the central fountain. As he exited the alley, the robe covering his entire body disappeared and his tied-up black hair swayed along with the red jewel attached to his hair tie.