「Then you must be glad that you came here today.」
「That’s right desu wa. Shall we try the white, fluffy drink I’ve heard so much about?」
With my husband, I stepped to the counter, where ladies were lined up. My feet were almost bouncing as I did so.
If you follow the sign saying “Customer-sama, just let us know if you’re in a special seat”, they will bring your drinks to you.
The price from special seating includes the cost of food and beverage so it was nice not to have to pay for it.
It’s not like I want to be treated specially in a place like this, but I must say that it is very convenient.
When we returned to the stairs, I saw my father still fascinated with the moving stairs.
「Father, enough with that. Let’s go to our seats.」
「Ah, right. Let’s go.」
We took the moving stairs from the second floor to the third floor, aiming for the fourth floor.
There are people going up and down here as well but it’s better than the first floor.
「Fuun, is this floor for displaying paintings?」
「Who is that woman with inverted red hair? Give that her painting’s in the best place, she must be an actress here, right?」
「Surprisingly, it might be a painting of a random person.」
「No no, she’s a baseball player.」
「Baseball player? Why does she has a painting here then……?」
Well, I heard rumors about Schenker. When he was still a student, he had amateur actors perform plays he had written……
I wonder if he is not too particular about the formality and appearance of the paintings that are displayed in such a place.
We took a quick look around but there were no masterpieces or paintings by famous artists that were of particular interest.
Well, there were some people who were eagerly looking at the painting of a centaur that is pointing her big bow to the sky. However, to be honest, there were only a lot of ordinary paintings that were neither good nor bad.
Maybe they are just displayed on the wall for the time being because it would be lonely if there’s nothing on the wall.
「Hello, can I buy this painting?」
「You can desu. If you like it, we will have it ready at the first floor counter and you can take it after the show.」
「Ah, please. This one and that painting of the birdkin over there.」
When I was wondering what he was talking about, I found father talking about something like that with an employee.
「Father, have you seen any good painting?」
「Yeah, these paintings are good. This one is a painting of Lady Laura Slayra in her Scorpions uniform which she had only pitched twice so far. This one is magician Vongo pitching in a prototype baseball uniform before the league games started.」
「Lady Laura Slayra is Sawadi Slayra-shi’s wife, right? And who is this Vongo desu wa? Why does she looks like a birdkin desu wa?」
「No no, she’s called magician but she’s not a magic caster. She is a magician on the mound, a good player. Before the league started, baseball fans used to stare at her pitches intensely.」
I don’t understand what father is saying but he’s really crazy about baseball.
However, it seems that there are other gentlemen like him and when the paintings he brought were taken off the wall, they reacted “ahh…..” from afar.
Whether he heard them or not, father moved to the stairs to the fourth floor happily which is a rare sight.
Upon arriving, father was very pleased with the baseball exhibition that fills up the fourth floor. He ran around as if he’s going to jump.
「This is amazing! As expected of the Slayra family, they really know their stuff.」
「Mou, father……」
The lords are eagerly looking at the display of reading materials with pictures and words that stretch all the way to the end of the wall while their wives and daughters, like me, who seemed to have little interest, are watching them from a distance.
I wonder if they have forgotten that we are here to watch a play.
Maybe I should just go ahead and sit down……
As I was thinking about this, my husband’s joyful voice called out to me.
「Elfa, come here for a minute.」
「What’s wrong?」
「Here, look」
My husband pointed to a silver watch displayed in a glass case.
The watch was a luxury item but nowadays, even wealthy commoners have them.
It didn’t seem like something my husband would care about……
To my surprise, the watch he pointed to was wrapped on a piece of timber which is about the size of a person’s arm.
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