The sudden announcement of the flower-viewing event stirred up the overnight.
The news spread among the mansion's maids, the angel and Dragon-Demon race, and even among Dragon Grandpa's mythical beasts.
And on the day of the festival...
"I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
"Oh, so many people have gathered!"
Since it was a festival, the residents of the brought their own food and started eating right away. The mythical beasts that were living together with people also gathered, playing tag with the children.
Dragon Grandpa, who had his massive body curled up, was gazing at the only tree which had sakura flowers blossoming.
<impressive, so="" this="" is="" the="" flower="" from="" majou-dono's="" hometown.="" it="" has="" such="" a="" charming="" atmosphere.=""></impressive,>
"Dragon Grandpa, so you also came."
<of course.="" the="" biggest="" enemy="" of="" long-lived="" people="" is="" boredom.="" someone="" with="" a="" decayed="" spirit="" no="" better="" than="" dead="" person.="" so="" i="" should="" take="" initiative="" for="" things="" that="" may="" interest="" me="" and="" join="" in.="">
Unlike the time he was bound to the floating stones, Dragon Grandpa, who could now fly wherever his mood led him to, felt mentally younger than he was before.
"Dragon grandpa, let's drink together!"
<oohhh, is="" that="" the="" treasured="" aged="" wine="" of="" majou-dono?="" i="" will="" gladly="" join.=""></oohhh,>
Teto came up carrying two wine barrels on her shoulders. She put them down in front of Dragon Grandpa and opened the lid.
"Ah, drinking 20 years of liquor like water......"
I couldn't drink alcohol with this 12-year-old body of mine, but since I'm immortal now, I kept aged liquor anyway.
I would buy them from the town or age them with my and then store them in the basement of our residence.
Liquor has been arranged for today's flower-viewing session, but I didn't expect such a big crowd to gather...... Furthermore, the two in front of me were such heavy drinkers that the prepared quantity of liquor was being rapidly guzzled down.
"Whatever. Baretta, prepare to distribute this. ―《Creation》Liquor!"
I used my and created a separate batch of sake in barrels, different from the one Teto and Dragon Grandpa were drinking.
This time, I created a type of sake called 'Japanese rice wine' which was made with rice as the main ingredient, it was also called 'refined sake'. I had aged it for a moderate period of three years, so I was able to prepare around 20 barrels.
<master, is="" this="" the="" rice="" wine="" you="" were="" referring="" to?=""></master,>
"Yes, that's right. Well, it's different from the mirin (sweet rice wine) we use as seasoning."
The maid corps, including Baretta, were putting all their efforts day and night into managing the mansion, cultivating the crops, and devoting themselves to many other things.
―
With such sentiments, they had been experimenting with making soy sauce, miso, cooking sake, and other condiments. Though obviously, I had no memory of how to create these seasonings in my head.
All they had was the finished seasoning made through , so they were using that as a base to research, reproduce, and enhance our seasonings to create a dining table that suited my tastes, which was apparently their goal.
, Master!"
"Thank you. I'm looking forward to it, though the meals we have now are already delicious enough."
As the maids distributed the sake, I spread a mat a little distance away and sat there while gazing at the sakura. Unlike the sakura at night, this lively and bustling flower-viewing scene was also an enjoyable sight.
Occasionally, residents of the came over to greet me, or the mythical beasts approached me with high spirits in search of my magical power.
At first, everyone was looking at the rare flower from the witch's hometown, but as time passed by the focus gradually shifted to eating and drinking. I couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking that no matter the place, people were usually more interested in other things than the festival itself.
Amidst all this...
<ummm? aren't="" you="" going="" to="" drink="" the="" sake="" poured="" by="" us="" maids?=""></ummm?>
"No, well... I'm not really good with alcohol, you see."
<it's a="" shame,="" even="" though="" the="" master="" has="" prepared="" all="" this.="" i="" think="" will="" have="" bad="" luck="" if="" you="" don't="" drink="" it.=""></it's>
"Uhhh......"
However, one drunk person was pushing me to drink sake.
"Baretta......"
Then, after saying that, Baretta silently approached behind that Mechanoid and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck.
<h, head="" maid!?="" n,="" noo,="" i="" will="" break!="" seriously="" and="" i'll="" vomit!="" i'm="" vomiting!=""></h,>
<hiiiiii! please="" don't="" kill="" me!=""></hiiiiii!>
Baretta, the first mechanoid, and the first 20 service dolls that I made with possessed their own distinct personalities but were generally level-headed.
On the other hand, the second-generation Mechanoids that had just joined the ranks after Yuishia left for a journey had transformed into a demon race a lot quicker, perhaps because they had a lot of opportunities to come in contact with people and exhibit more human-like personalities.
Although I welcome the diversity in their personalities, it becomes a headache when they go too far.
<wait, isn't="" baretta-sama="" drunk="" too!?=""></wait,>
Looking at Baretta haphazardly flinging any maid that came into her view, it appeared as if they were part of the festivities, creating a lively atmosphere.
Beside them, the other animal lover mechanoids were happily petting the gathered mythical beasts, and there were even some drunk maids who had their faces buried in mythical beasts' fur to smell them.
Then, there was also one mechanoid who was taking care of an angel race young boy who was born during the early years of the migration. Though she seemed to be doting on him too much. A pretty onee-san type mechanoid doting on a cute boy from the angel race.
"......Let's just pretend I never saw it."
It was useless to bring age differences between long-lived demonic races.
It might look like an older maid and young boy situation but in a few years, that young boy would grow up, so this might correct the mismatch in appearance. Until then, I was going to pretend as if I didn't see this moderate love spectacle of onee-shota.
Well, as the food gradually ran out, there were those who, emboldened by alcohol, removed their clothes, and then for some reason, engaged in raucous brawls while dressed lightly in the field. It was sometimes necessary to let out some steam I guess, so let's overlook this as well.
"Fueeeeeee, Teto can see five Majou-sama~"
"Ah, Teto. You're still drinking."
Apparently, she consumed quite a lot, not only had she drunk the 20-year-old aged liquor, she even guzzled down sake.
"It seems like it's time, I am going to take Teto with me and rest. Everyone too, try not to go overboard."
<hahaha, i'll="" keep="" an="" eye="" on="" them.=""></hahaha,>
Leaving the scene to Dragon Grandpa, I carried Teto with my
magic and then laid her on the bed in the bedroom.
I passed the time leisurely while putting Teto's head, who had begun to sleep soundly, on my lap, rustling my fingers through her hair, and watching the sakura tree visible from the bedroom's window.
We were going to have a very long eternal life ahead of us, and these commonplace yet extraordinary days would be the support of our long journey.
I spent my time today while firmly engraving these feelings inside me.
